You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 175

He put away the ordinary second-rank defensive formation arranged around the small courtyard, and took out the Thousand Illusory Cloud and Smoke Formation Disk from the storage bag.

On the array disk, clouds and smoke flowed, and phantoms abounded.

Lu Xuan found a suitable position, and the spiritual force activated the formation disk, and the formation disk merged into the ground.

Immediately, milky white clouds rose around the small courtyard, filled with phantoms, appearing rapidly, and disappearing in an instant.

Seen from the outside, the small courtyard has a sense of alienation and unreality. If you want to force your way into it, just get close, you will fall into the array of thousands of phantom clouds and smoke, and be harassed and tortured by endless illusions.

After the formation was set up, Lu Xuan felt a lot more at ease. With this formation, even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment can resist for a long time.

What's more, there are very few foundation-building monks in Jianmen Town who stay for a long time, and most of them are in the realm of Qi training, which is more than enough to protect the several spiritual plants in the small courtyard.

"Switching a second-rank to a fourth-rank array can be said to be a shotgun for a cannon. Thank you Huanyan Luoguo for the Thousand Illusory Clouds and Smoke Array."

In Lu Xuan's heart, he was secretly grateful for the phantom smoke fruit, and he was even more eager to plant high-grade spiritual plants.

He came to the spiritual field, found an empty area, and took out the poisonous tree spirit seed from the storage bag.

The spiritual power surged, and the ground attraction technique of the Dacheng realm easily changed the structure below the spiritual soil, revealing a crack that could just accommodate the spiritual seeds.

He put the poisonous wood spirit seed into the crack, and immediately, a familiar thought flashed through his mind.

[Poison shuttle wood, third-grade spiritual plant...]

"The aura environment in Jianmen Town is much worse than that in the Zongmen. The turbid spiritual energy is more suitable for the growth of poisonous shuttle wood. In addition, there are ghost-faced stone mushrooms and other spiritual plants in the underworld. It can be said that they complement each other."

"The poison-eating poisonous wood is nothing compared to them."

After he planted the poisonous shuttle tree, he began to observe the growth status of Lingzhi in the Lingtian of the small courtyard.

Due to the abundance of resentment, each of the five ghost-faced stone mushrooms is in a very good growth state. The weird lines on them are much brighter than before. At first glance, they seem to be smiling at Lu Xuan.

In the yard, there were less than ten ghosts and resentments wandering around. Their simple intelligence seemed to sense the danger in the area of ​​the ghost-faced stone mushroom, and they dared not approach for a long time.

Suddenly, the strange face above a ghost-faced stone mushroom silently changed, and several resentments not far away seemed to have discovered some peerless delicacy, and they all swarmed down and surrounded the ghost-faced stone mushroom.

The rest are also wandering around, as if waiting for an opportunity to enter.

About half a quarter later, the texture of the satiated ghost-faced stone mushroom changed again, and the resentment surrounding it spread, and the spirit body was visibly weaker.

"This is what happens when you have low intelligence and can't stand the temptation. What you think is a good opportunity is just a trick played by the other party."

Lu Xuan sighed, and took out the second-grade resentful soul bell magic weapon. The inner wall of the magic weapon, which was originally crowded with ghosts and resentments, seemed much empty after being released three times, with a total of less than a hundred left.

Lu Xuan's spiritual sense controlled the Resentful Soul Bell, releasing fifty strands of resentment from it.

The extra fifty grievances made the whole small courtyard much colder, and there was a shrill howling sound from time to time.

"Stay in the resentful soul bell magic weapon, and become a tool for monks. If you die, you will not be reborn."

"Rather than this, it's better to release you and raise spiritual plants, so that you can escape and enter reincarnation as soon as possible."

Looking at the many ghosts and resentments wandering aimlessly in the yard, Lu Xuan said with a compassionate expression.

After solving the nutrition problem of the ghost-faced stone mushroom, Lu Xuan came to Thorn Bone.

There were a lot more slender bones than in the last inspection, densely packed pale bone spurs took root in the bones left by Lu Xuan, and the bones protruded like bone buds.

The bones of the Ziyun Leopard, the second-grade monster left before, have been absorbed by more than half of the thorn bones. When touched lightly, the shattered and fine bone pieces rustled down and piled up on the ground.

Only the bones of the third-rank wild armored cattle can still withstand ingestion, and still retain their complete shape.

Finally, Lu Xuan came in front of the fourth-grade Baitong Weimu.

On the dry branches like old skins, dozens of pupils are either closed or half-opened, looking extremely strange.

When Lu Xuan approached, his pupils seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes were all focused on him.

Dozens of strange gazes stared at him, which made Lu Xuan feel a little uncomfortable.

The third-grade Wugou jade on his chest suddenly gave off a cold and invisible airflow, pouring into his mind, and the discomfort disappeared instantly.

"The white-eyed strange tree of the fourth grade is really strange, even if it is just looking at the pupils on the branches, it will make people feel uncomfortable."

Lu Xuan remembered the reminder he got when he planted the Hundred-Python Tree, not to look directly at it for a long time, otherwise the monk might lose his mind.

Sober, he came in front of Baitong Youmu. The purple cloud leopard pupil left last time had turned gray and white, and he could not feel the slightest vitality. When he touched it lightly, it turned into powder and scattered on the ground. The tentacle quickly retreated into the pupil of one eye.

From the birth bag, Lu Xuan took out more than a dozen pupils in exchange for assigning tasks. Since the birth bag can greatly slow down the loss of vitality, these pupils are preserved quite well and are very fresh.

As if sensing something, on the old and withered tree branches, one and another strange eyes tried to open at the same time, staring at Lu Xuan with resentment and longing in their eyes.

"Is the fourth-grade spiritual plant so wild? It can actually feel the change of emotions, or is it only the white-eyed tree in front of me that is special."

Lu Xuan sighed in his heart, and more than a dozen monster eyes were thrown towards the weird pupils on the branches.

Immediately, tiny tentacles shot out from the pupils one after another, tightly attaching to the pupils of the fresh monsters.

Among them, the pupil of the second-grade monster beast was scrambled for by several tiny tentacles, and finally it was jointly occupied by the two closest tentacles.

"Huh? Two daughters serve one husband together, so I have two pupils sharing one eye?"

Lu Xuan thought to himself.

After satisfying the special conditions of several kinds of underworld spiritual plants in the yard, Lu Xuan performed basic techniques such as spirit rain, wood birth, etc. to ensure their basic growth.

Afterwards, he left the small courtyard, wandered around the stalls in Qingshi Square, bought some daily necessities, and returned to the Zongmen Cave Mansion without any further stay.

As soon as he entered the room, the baby falcon fell on top of his head. A pair of light blue wings kept fluttering, singing crisply from time to time, like a child who had been waiting in the house for a long time, coquettishly begging for candy and snacks from the parents who had returned home.

"You greedy ghost, you only want to eat when you are fat into a ball. Look at that little white bird a few days ago, how elegant and calm it is."

While counting, Lu Xuan took out the specially bought spirit fruit and wind attribute monster meat from the storage bag.

"And yours."

He came to the cloud-walking lynx, which pretended to be elegant, but its thick soles were actually restlessly changing. He took out its favorite monster meat, tore it into strips, and placed it in front of it.

The green pupils of the stepping lynx did not change at all, only the two tufts of dull hair on the tips of the ears seemed to be dancing.

(End of this chapter)