Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 207 Cold Flame
"Ah?" Wu Yong was excited and came back to his senses. His eyes lit up when he looked at the jade in his hand. He immediately turned his head excitedly. Seeing that Dong Yao was about to get angry, he quickly put the jade into her hand, "Yao Yao, look at this jade... "

"you"

Dong Yao was about to say something but was suddenly stunned, but soon she came to her senses, quickly took out a jade box, put the Blood Spirit Jade in, stuffed it into the storage bag in her sleeve, and immediately looked around, .

Seeing no one, she turned to look at Wu Yong, frowned and shouted: "Didn't I tell you not to ask for gifts? How come you..."

"No, no, it was Senior Brother Li who insisted on giving it." Wu Yong quickly waved his hand and explained: "I was afraid that pushing and refusing would make Senior Brother angry, so I ran back directly."

He spread his hands and said, "I didn't know that Senior Brother Li would actually send his men here."

Dong Yao angrily hit him again, "You"

At this time, a somewhat frivolous voice came into the courtyard.

"Hey, you two are just flirting in broad daylight."

Dong Yao and Wu Yong turned to look and frowned.

The gate of the courtyard.

A young man with compact features and a thin body, wearing a blue Confucian uniform, leaned against the door. His eyelids were drooped and he looked very sleepy.

Seeing the two people's eyes becoming more and more fierce, Wei Dahai yawned and left in a hurry.

"Boring, let's go, let's go"

"Alas, I don't know where Fairy Nong Yue is, and the elixir of immortality is gone. It's boring, it's really boring."

Watching him enter a small courtyard not far away.

Dong Yao looked disgusted and turned around to walk into the house.

"I think he will die from that Seven Emotions Pill sooner or later."

"Yes, that boy's essence has been greatly damaged at first glance, and he probably doesn't have much of his foundation left." Wu Yong quickly caught up and agreed.

"Tell me in detail, what did you say when you went to your senior brother?"

Dong Yao stopped as he spoke, turned to stare at him, and said solemnly: "My grandfather's life and death are unknown now, so his kindness should be used sparingly."

"No matter how precious the spiritual object is, it is nothing compared to having Xifu become the adopted daughter of my senior brother. Don't lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds."

Wu Yong naturally understood the seriousness, waved his hands repeatedly, stepped forward to hug Dong Yao, and assured: "Really, I really didn't say much."

As he spoke, he described what he said after meeting Li Changsheng, what Li Changsheng said, and his expressions.

Li Changsheng, who was concentrating on cultivation, didn't know that the couple was planning to give him a child.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Changsheng arrived at the top-grade spiritual field in advance, watched the cold mist surging in the spiritual field, and waited quietly.

Tea time has passed.

Seven small whirlpools suddenly emerged from the billowing cold mist that shrouded the spiritual field. The billowing cold mist was like sand in an hourglass, pouring back into the whirlpool.

"The Hanyan Flower has entered its mature stage."

Li Changsheng had a smile on his face and stared at the icy blue within the vortex.

[Target: Cold Flame Flower]

[Second-level mid-grade: 99%]

[Efficacy: Refining the soul and nourishing the pulse. 】

[Status: healthy. 】

As the cold fog poured in, the grade column became a little blurry, but it was still a little bit close.

And this requires Li Changsheng to spend his life and inspiration to activate it.

At this time, a stream of light flew quickly from the sky.

After counting interest.

The escaping light fell next to Li Changsheng, and the aura dispersed, revealing Ma Rong's figure.

"How's it going, Junior Brother Li?"

Ma Rong's face seemed a little tired, and his voice was a little weak.

Li Changsheng asked in confusion: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not the Seven Emotions Pill." Ma Rong rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head: "I searched with the patrol guards for seven days, but we didn't find the alchemist."

"It's strange, could this man be a mouse?" Li Changsheng was surprised for a moment, and then asked doubtfully: "Is he a Pulse Condensing Realm monk?"

"I don't know, but it's nine out of ten," Ma Rong gritted his teeth. "If I find him, I will skin him, drain his soul and burn him for a hundred years."

No wonder he was so angry. During his inspection, [-]% of the spiritual farmers in the spiritual land had taken Qi Emotion Pill, not to mention casual cultivators, and some of them had developed strong dependence, so the spiritual land was shelved.

That is to say, it was discovered early, otherwise these [-]% spiritual farmers would probably be ruined.

The Seven Emotions Pill is not a popular ancient elixir. It was originally used by monks who practiced the tonic method. Because it was too unsophisticated, it was rarely spread.

The effect is that within a short period of time after taking it, there will be a continuous and inexhaustible supply of essence.

The side effect is that it will deplete the foundation of spiritual veins, and those with severe dependence will also lose their longevity.

He wanted to die, but Ma Rong didn't want to care.

But he really doesn't care, once no one is planting in the spiritual field, it will be his fault.

In the past few days, he had been furious and severely punished more than a dozen spiritual farmers who had swallowed Qi Qing Dan.

Li Changsheng didn't want to pay attention to this. When he saw the cold fog in the spiritual field disappearing, he nodded slightly to Ma Rong, activated the cassock shield with a thought, and stepped into the center of the spiritual field.

He squatted down and pressed on the spiritual whirlpool.

The light between the eyebrows flickered, and the jasper flow overflowed from the palm of the hand, pouring into the spiritual whirlpool.

Seeing Li Changsheng starting to ripen the Hanyan flowers, Ma Rong turned his hand and took out the talisman bottle that was ready to contain the medicinal power, and looked at the seven Hanyan flowers that were like ice crystals and glazed glass.

Time passed by.

A quarter of an hour later.

There was a clicking sound like ice crystals breaking.

At the top of the seven Hanyan flowers, a gap suddenly appeared on the originally round and flawless flowers.

Click click
And this seemed to have a chain reaction, followed by dozens of crisp sounds.

The next moment, a wisp of solid white cold air burst out from the gap in the flower bones of the Hanyan Flower, and the temperature of the surrounding space instantly dropped a lot.

Then in Ma Rong's excited expression, the Hanyan Flower slowly bloomed.

Different from ordinary flowers, the petals of Hanyan flower are thin and resemble lotus flowers, blooming layer by layer.

Soon only the last layer was left, and through the petals, it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a snake entwining inside, twisting and turbulent.

Under his gaze, the last layer of petals bloomed.

boom…

The majestic spiritual energy accumulated in the flowers condenses into a substantial white mist along with the light floral fragrance, rising into the sky.

"Photo!"

Ma Rong, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, drove the magic weapon to the sky above the Hanyan Flower. He held the talisman bottle in his hand, rushed down the bottle mouth, and activated the runes on it by running his spiritual power.

As the runes light up.

Buzz. A huge suction force gushes out from the Talisman Bottle and acts on the seven Hanyan Flowers. The billowing white mist emitted by it suddenly stagnates and turns into seven tornadoes, rolling back into the Talisman Bottle.

The center of the spiritual field.

Li Changsheng opened his eyes, glanced at Ma Rong who was collecting the potion, and walked towards the mature Han Yanhua.

Looking at it, Li Changsheng paused and sighed: "It's so beautiful."

The Hanyan Flower at this time has ice crystal glass as its branches. The flower is thin and divided into eight layers, and its stamen is a wisp of beating forest white flame.

Li Changsheng stared at the flame, a cold feeling spread in his heart, and his mind became a little stiffer.

"Is this Han Yan?"

Li Changsheng's heart surged and he dispelled the coldness. He looked at the Han Yanhua for a few times and turned around and walked out of the spiritual field.

After a while.

"seal up!"

Ma Rong used the talisman bottle to absorb the power of the medicine, and immediately used his spiritual power to activate another rune in the talisman bottle. He immediately closed the lid, took out a jade box, and put it inside.

Return to the spiritual field.

Ma Rong didn't hesitate at all and handed the jade box directly to Li Changsheng.

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