You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 158 The buff is full
"Wow!"

While Lu Xuan was still guessing, the Molin Jiao beside him couldn't help arching his long body and spit out a pile of monster meat residue.

"It has been like this for the past two months. Once I eat a little more monster meat, I will often vomit. Now I can only absorb spiritual energy to maintain my body's functions."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar behind him said aloud.

"During the period when the symptoms of anorexia appeared, I also tried many methods, such as changing the type of monster meat, changing the living environment of the black scale dragon, and even tested whether it reacted due to pregnancy, but nothing was achieved. Effect."

Seeing that Lu Xuan was silent, he couldn't help asking.

"Nephew Lu, can you find anything?"

Lu Xuan thought about it in his heart, then turned around and said.

"There is a little clue, but it still needs to be verified."

"Excuse me, Master Uncle Yang, can I extract some blood essence from the body of the Black Scaled Flood Dragon to verify my idea."

"No problem." Seeing Lu Xuan's confident tone, the middle-aged Confucian scholar definitely replied.

Only then did Lu Xuan feel relieved. With his current level of perfect Qi training, it would be difficult to break through the defense of this third-grade black scale dragon with ordinary means. Therefore, he must seek the consent and help of middle-aged Confucian scholars.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar controlled the Molin Jiao, and pierced the Moyu scale armor with a conical magic weapon. Lu Xuan took the opportunity to grab a bottle full.

Although he already knew the problem of Molin Jiao's anorexia problem, his words were empty. Only when he showed the uniqueness of Jiaolong's blood in front of Yang Qingfeng, would he completely believe what he said.

In addition, Lu Xuan also had a little bit of thought, to see if he could take this opportunity to take some of the blood of the ink-scaled dragon to improve the quality of the dragon-vine.

"In order to slightly improve the quality of some vines, it can be regarded as going all out."

Lu Xuan sighed in his heart, focusing on the fresh blood drawn from the body of the ink scale dragon.

The blood is dark green, and the light spots flicker, which shows the richness of spiritual power contained in it.

"Uncle Yang, I have been very interested in spiritual beasts since I was a child. I have read many classics about them, and I have also had a lot of experience in raising and planting them."

"In a classic, I saw habits similar to the ink-scaled dragon. It is said that there is a monster named Qingmiao Chilong, whose eating habits are very different from ordinary dragons."

"I don't like food like the flesh and blood of monsters, but I prefer spiritual fruits and leaves."

"I guess the situation of this Black Scaled Flood Dragon is quite similar to it."

Lu Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Qingmiao Chilong? But I am an ink-scaled dragon, and I have nothing to do with Qingmiao Chilong."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly and asked in doubt.

"I don't know if there is something evil and filthy in Master Uncle's hands? Just try it and find out."

Hearing this, the Confucian scholar took out a phalanx from the storage bag. The phalanx was gray and white, and black energy lingered all over his body.

He tore off the talisman, and immediately, the black air surrounding the phalanx spread rapidly.

Lu Xuan put the bottle not far above the phalanx, and dripped a few drops of the blood of the ink scale dragon on the gray phalanx.

As soon as the dark green blood fell on the gray and white finger bones, there was a chi-chi sound instantly, and the black air around the blood dissipated a lot.

"The blood of the Black Scaled Flood Dragon can actually purify the evil breath?"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help but exclaimed, which completely violated his common sense of raising ink-scaled dragons for many years.

"Qingmiao Chilong's blood is special, and it has the ability to purify evil and filthy things, just like the current situation."

Lu Xuan said slowly.

"I'm a little impressed by what you said. It seems that I have heard of Qingmiao Chilong's ability in this area a long time ago."

"It's been more than ten years. At that time, a foundation-building cultivator from the Lishan Sect came to visit, and he held a delicate chilong in his hand. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would almost forget about it."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. He didn't know what to think of, and he immediately gritted his teeth immersed in the memory.

"Damn old man Zhu, when I came to visit the sect, I kindly kept the spirit beast he brought in the lake."

"That evil beast of his, actually hooked up with my black scale dragon? And so coincidentally gave birth to a small dragon with the blood of a delicate chilong?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly cleared his mind, and said extremely annoyed.

Lu Xuan and Huang Yuan drooped their heads vigorously, lest the middle-aged Confucian scholars find their suppressed smiles.

He cleared his cough, adjusted his mood, and comforted him.

"Uncle, misfortune and blessings depend on it. It is precisely because of that experience that such a gifted ink-scaled dragon can be born."

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, the middle-aged monk turned pale, and looked at the male dragon who had been guarding the mother dragon with strange eyes.

The male Jiao still didn't know what happened, but he still showed his warmest love to his mother.

"What else can you do, let's make do with it."

He hesitated to speak, and sighed lightly.

"So, what this black-scaled dragon hates is only the flesh and blood of monsters, and wants to feed on spiritual fruits and leaves?"

"That's right, because of the gradual influence of Qingmiao Chilong's bloodline, the Black Scaled Flood Dragon has become more and more repulsive to flesh and blood, and even began to vomit. It only needs to raise spiritual fruits to solve this problem."

Feeding the spirit fruit to the fierce Black Scaled Flood Dragon sounds like a fragmented style of painting, but the truth is in front of us.

Lu Xuan took out a few spiritual fruits from the storage bag, and sent them to the emaciated black-scaled dragon's mouth.

The black scale dragon smelled the clear fragrance from the spiritual fruit in front of its mouth, its eyes lit up, and it couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva.

The tongue sticks out, and several spiritual fruits are rolled into the belly.

The three of them waited aside for a while, and the Black Scaled Flood Dragon who swallowed the spiritual fruit did not show the previous vomiting reaction, on the contrary, his movements became more lively.

"It turns out that the problem lies here. The Black Scaled Flood Dragon looked as if everything was normal, but he didn't expect that there was a delicate Chilong blood in his body."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help feeling that after discovering the problem, the solution was extremely simple, but no one could have imagined that the ink-scaled flood dragon, which feeds on the flesh and blood of monsters, would deviate from its usual behavior and eat spiritual fruits and leaves.

"Master Yang, what about the remaining blood essence of the black scale dragon?"

Lu Xuan saw the timing, holding a bottle filled with most of the blood, and asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"The reason why the ink-scaled dragon's anorexia problem can be solved this time is all thanks to you, nephew Lu. This little blood is reserved for you, and can be used to make talismans, refine medicines and so on."

"I will reward you later."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a smile.

"Thank you, uncle!" Lu Xuan hurriedly thanked, and very naturally put the blood of the black scale flood dragon into the storage bag.

He looked at the Molin Jiao who returned to Gong Jiao with satisfaction, and suddenly had a whim in his heart.

"This Black Scaled Flood Dragon can only live in an environment with pure and single aura, and loves spiritual fruits and leaves, plus the shiny black scales all over his body..."

"Environmentalism, plus vegetarianism, plus skin color..."

"The buff is almost full..."

(End of this chapter)