You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 132 Crab Spirit Cream

"Junior Brother Lu, is the reason why this flaming fruit is in a sluggish state because it has not been properly nourished by the spiritual flame?"

The round-faced female cultivator Hui was heart-warming, and immediately figured out why.

"Yes, due to the long-term growth in a special environment, this flame fruit has undergone certain changes, and it needs the nourishment of Yinhuo spiritual flames."

Lu Xuan replied affirmatively.

"In that case, I'll try it now."

The round-faced female cultivator took out a talisman from the storage bag, the spiritual power was aroused, the talisman glowed, and a pale flame floated out of it.

"This is the second-grade talisman Yin Yan Talisman. The spiritual flame released is continuous and poisonous, like a gangrene attached to the bone, and it will not dissipate for a long time."

While explaining to Lu Xuan, the round-faced female cultivator controlled the pale flames to fly towards the withered flame fruit.

Feeling the approach of the pale flame, the flame fruit spirit planted, and some withered fiery red leaves moved without wind, as if attracting the pale flame.

The pale flames turned into strands of tiny flames, which evenly blended into the fiery red leaves.

In an instant, the flame fruit seemed to have tasted some peerless delicacy, and the fiery red branches and leaves instantly came to life, rattling in the air, full of vitality.

It didn't take long for the flame fruit, which seemed a little shriveled due to long-term malnutrition, to become full at a speed visible to the naked eye under the gaze of the two of them.

"It really worked! This time, thanks to you, Junior Brother Lu!"

When the round-faced female cultivator saw the flame fruit that was becoming more and more vigorous, a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

"This is thirty sword seals, and it's my reward for helping me heal the flame fruit this time.

In addition, there are some spiritual fruits cultivated by me, which can be brought back to my own cave by my juniors and enjoyed as snacks after practicing. "

She paid Lu Xuan thirty sword seals, and at the same time presented him with a lot of various spiritual fruits.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Chen."

Lu Xuan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

He didn't stay longer in the round-faced nun's small courtyard, and flew directly back to his cave.

After earning a small sum of sword seals, Lu Xuan was not in a hurry to pick up the mission, there was still work to be done in the Lingtian.

The fifty condensed spirit fireflies need constant attention. After the cultivation reached a certain stage, Lu Xuan processed them slightly according to the condensed method, and obtained nearly five hundred plump and fresh spirit firefly seeds.

He kept more than [-] seeds and planted [-] spirit firefly seeds in the spiritual field.

His energy and spiritual power are limited, and there are other second-grade and third-grade spiritual plants that need to be carefully cultivated, so planting two hundred spirit fireflies is almost his current limit.

Lingyingcao provides cultivation, and other higher-ranking Lingzhi can obtain rare and precious treasure rewards, and the two go hand in hand.

In the blink of an eye, one month passed, and the two hundred spirit fireflies were growing very well, and they were all green.

Although due to the task of raising dragons, Lu Xuan did not cultivate them carefully to the greatest extent, but in the pure and rich aura environment of the sect, the growth state is actually better.

After a month of cultivation, the two sword grasses had grown to about a foot. The leaves were slender and thin as a sword blade, standing upright, with the tip of the grass pointing straight to the sky.

The sword qi is pervasive, and due to the distance between them, occasionally the sword qi will intersect. Amidst the sound of clanging swords, there are countless fine sword marks on the surface of the spiritual soil between the two sword grasses.

After one month of growing the sword-raising gourd, the vines became thicker and longer, clinging to the special shelf built by Feijian.

The flying sword placed below is already the third one. Seeing that the sword intent inside is about to be absorbed by the gourd, Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh the difficulty of cultivating a third-grade spiritual plant.

The other spiritual plants are growing in good condition. The copper bone bamboo of the second grade has entered the mature stage, and it will not be long before they are picked and rewarded with white light clusters.

In Lingquan, four iron-clawed crabs are hiding under strange stones.

After such a long period of breeding, the iron claw crabs have grown to the size of a washbasin. The green and black crab shells look thick and strong, and a pair of chelicer feet have been fully tempered after pinching the copper and iron ore day and night.

When Lu Xuan was scooping up the ice-cold spiritual spring water from the spiritual well, he suddenly noticed a faint white light gleaming under a huge rock.

"Is this a fully mature iron claw crab?"

Looking at the four iron-clawed crabs sinking at the bottom of the water, he thought in surprise.

One by one, the mind was concentrated on the body of the iron claw crab, and the growth progress bar related to the iron claw crab emerged.

Soon, Lu Xuan found a fully mature iron claw crab.

It was the most domineering one on weekdays.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange for you right away."

Lu Xuan glanced at the iron claw crab that was holding up a pair of green and black claws, showing off its power at him, and focused on the white light ball.

His spiritual sense lightly touched the slightly flickering white light ball, and immediately, the light ball turned into countless tiny light spots, pouring into his body.

A thought flashed through his mind, and immediately, a square ointment appeared in his hand.

The ointment is bluish-white in color, and it feels like jelly when touched lightly. There is an aura emerging on the surface, and there is a seductive fragrance.

[Crab spirit ointment, a second-grade treasure, is refined from the essence of crab monsters. It contains rich spiritual power and tastes delicious. It is very popular with monks and monsters. 】

"Tsk tsk, second-grade food."

Lu Xuan sighed, and first put this square piece of Qingbai ointment into the storage bag.

With a thought in his mind, he greeted the grass puppets who were constantly patrolling in the spiritual field.

The grass puppet, with its huge gray grass head on its head, came to Lu Xuan with slow steps.

"Tie up this iron claw crab."

Lu Xuan ordered.

The grass puppet nodded slightly, and two gray and black grass ropes came out of its body like poisonous snakes.

Seeing this, the iron claw crab waved a pair of claws like a big knife, and clamped fiercely at the gray and black grass rope.

The straw rope looked extremely slow, but it avoided the attacking claws just right, shuttled continuously between the iron claw crab's body, and quickly bound the iron claw crab tightly.

"Get the pot and the pot!"

As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, the already impatient Treading Lynx grabbed the immobile iron claw crab and put it directly into the iron pot.

The plump Falcon, who was as fat as a small ball, didn't know what was going on, and a pair of blue pupils rolled around, looking curiously at the iron claw crab in the iron pot.

With a movement of Lu Xuan's spiritual power, a ray of bright yellow flame flew out and landed on the firewood.

The firewood burned instantly.

After steaming in the pot for a long time, Lu Xuan felt that the time was right, and lifted the lid of the pot.

A cloud of steaming white mist scattered in all directions, revealing the iron claw crab with a red crab shell inside.

"Still fighting hard before dying..."

Lu Xuan looked at the clawed feet of the iron-clawed crab that kept its posture held high, and couldn't help feeling sad, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.

"Aww~" Tayunlinx squatted on the edge of the iron pot, and roared softly with a five-point tone.

"Chirp!"

The fat falcon juvenile jumps around nimbly, knowing that a delicious meal is about to be enjoyed.

(End of this chapter)