You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 56 Are You Awake?
Just when he wanted to step forward and completely kill the grass puppet.

Suddenly, a golden sword qi shot out, like thunder and lightning, and it came to the masked monk in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of sword art is this?!"

The sword formula was too sudden and fast, and the masked monk didn't have enough time to sacrifice the defensive magic weapon.

The souls of the dead were all under him, so he had to barely turn his body.

With a thud.

The golden sword energy pierced his shoulder directly, and blood flowed profusely, spilling all over the spiritual field.

The remaining power of the sword energy remained undiminished, piercing into the courtyard wall behind him.

"Run away!"

The masked monk didn't care about the sharp pain coming from his shoulder, and a thought flashed in his mind, wanting to escape from the spiritual field here.

He has rich experience, and he knows that such a level of sword art is definitely not something that a small casual practitioner of the third level of Qi training can display.

This kind of sword formula, if there are a few more, or even just one, he will be in danger of falling here.

A gust of wind blew behind him, and a silver-white sword followed him.

With a thought in the masked monk's mind, his aura circulated rapidly, and a wall of ice appeared in midair, just in time to block the menacing silver-white sword blade.

Unexpectedly, when the blade was about to collide with the ice wall, the short silver-white blade cracked silently, and dozens of thin pieces, like silver-white butterflies, attacked the masked monk from all directions.

Such an unexpected attack method caused the masked monk to be thrown into chaos, with fragments piercing his limbs, shoulders, and chest.

A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a black spirit beast appeared in front of him sensitively. His green pupils stared coldly at the masked monk, and his bewildering sight made him lose his mind for a moment.

Before he could react, the spirit beast held up its thick white soles and slapped him on the head, directly hitting the monk to the ground, rolling a few times on the ground, and passed out from the pain.

……

The masked monk woke up from the infinite darkness.

He didn't open his eyes to observe his surroundings for the first time, but carefully felt the current state of his body.

The situation was very bad, when the spiritual power in the body was transferred, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, the sea of ​​energy in the dantian was destroyed, and the cultivation base was completely lost.

At the same time, the body was still bound by something, unable to move, the wounds on the limbs and other places were exposed to the air, and there were bursts of severe pain.

There was a faint sharp coolness coming from the throat, heart, and lower genitals. It seemed that as long as he made a slight movement, the sharp coolness would invade his body.

"you're awake?"

A gentle voice sounded not far from him.

The monk still had his eyes closed, as if he was still in a coma.

"If you really don't wake up, I will make you unable to wake up again."

Said in a gentle voice.

The masked monk opened his eyes helplessly, the pupils of both eyes rolled, and he had a panoramic view of the surrounding situation.

He is now in a house with a simple layout, with gray and black grass ropes tied to his body, and what stays in front of the Achilles' heel is the previous silvery white fragment.

A young monk was standing in front with clear and bright eyes.

"I didn't expect you, a casual spiritual planter, to be able to hide so deeply."

"That sword art... should be close to the realm of a master. Even among the sword masters I have come into contact with before, there are very few sword masters like you."

"Besides, you're still so young."

"There are also cultivation bases... definitely far beyond the third level of Qi training."

The more the masked monk talked, the more he regretted it. He thought it would be easy to deal with a third-level qi-training spiritual planter, but unexpectedly, he capsized in the gutter, suffered heavy injuries, and was easily taken down.

"Tell me, why did you enter my house and try to harm me?"

Lu Xuan ignored the masked monk and asked with a smile.

"I just passed by here by chance. I wanted to enter Your Excellency's spiritual field and steal a few spiritual plants, but I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble."

The masked monk made up a reason at random, trying to get away with it.

"You think I'll believe you?"

Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel amused, his expression turned cold, the fragment stopped in front of the monk's throat penetrated a little, pierced the skin, and deep red blood dripped out.

"Just tell me who sent you here."

The masked monk fell silent.

"Actually, whether you tell me or not, I probably already know who it is."

"I've always lived in seclusion, and I'm kind to others. If I can provoke the other party and arouse murderous intentions in me, just think about it."

"But if you don't say it, the ending will be very different. The magic weapon in front of you will cut you into thin slices, and try your best not to let you die."

"Wait until there is still a trace of breath, and then send you to the black market. There are many evil cultivators buying monk souls. You should be able to sell a good price for a mid-level Qi training monk like you."

Lu Xuan said coldly.

"If I say so, can Fellow Daoist let me go?"

"Say it, I'll give you a clean ending. If you don't say it, you will have to suffer endless torture in body and soul. It's up to you to choose."

"It's Zhou Haiwen, the spirit plant master, who brought out the spirit stone and asked me to come and kill you, and promised to give me all the spirit plants in your spirit field, as long as you have the ancient jade slips on your body."

The masked monk didn't hesitate anymore, and confessed everything.

"Sure enough, it's that spirit planter who never gives up. He probably wants to get the method of growing perfect quality spirit plants from me."

Lu Xuan had already guessed a lot, and after getting the answer from the masked monk, he confirmed it thoroughly.

"Tell me his address, don't try to deceive me, you know that I, together with him, is a spiritual planter employed by Baicaotang, it is not difficult to get his information."

"Okay, I said."

After confessing to the Spirit Plant Master, the masked monk no longer had any scruples, and told all he knew about the situation, still harboring a hint of the idea that Lu Xuan could let him go.

"Okay, you can go on your way with peace of mind."

Lu Xuan said something softly, and the thin fragment in front of the monk's throat suddenly thrust forward, piercing deeply into his throat.

After killing the monk, Lu Xuan's spiritual power circulated, and a head-sized fireball appeared above the monk's corpse.

Immediately, it turned into clusters of flames and landed on his corpse, burning him to black ashes within a dozen or so breaths.

Lu Xuan took out another evil-dispelling talisman, and the misty white light centered on black and gray, fluctuating towards the surroundings.

Nothing unusual happened.

Only then did he feel completely relieved, and swept together a thick layer of black ash on the ground, and sprinkled it on the soil of the spiritual field.

"You guys escaped unharmed tonight, I'll give you some good fertilizer to make up for it."

After the Qin and Ming Dynasties, a second cultivator appeared in the spiritual field who turned his bones and ashes into fertilizer.

Lu Xuan took care of the yard a little bit, looked around with his spiritual sense, and told the blue-eyed cloud stepping lynx to take care of the house, his figure flickered, and he came outside the house silently.

There are monks patrolling day and night in Fangshi, but the protection strength of each area is different.

For example, in the outskirts of the northern area where Lu Xuan lived before, fish and dragons were mixed together, and the protection force was better than nothing.

The courtyard where he lives now is relatively inward, and the protection power is much enhanced, but it is usually just a few low-level Qi training monks for show.

Only in the core area, there will be mid-level or even high-level Qi training monks to guard it well to prevent evil cultivators or evil spirits from invading.

After a while, Lu Xuan came to the destination, outside the courtyard of the Lingzhi master Zhou.

(End of this chapter)