Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 19 Great Harvest!

Chapter 19 Great Harvest!
"That's a ferret fox guarding a snow lotus that's about to expire three hundred years ago!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun's eyes lit up.

Isn’t this just buy one get one free?
"Lead the way!"

Yan Yun waved his sleeves and his eyes fell on Yan Jiu in front of him.

Looking at Yan Yun who showed no pity for her, Yan Jiu pouted and strode forward.

The two of them walked one behind the other towards the cliff not far away.

Both of them are immortal cultivators, and the steep cliffs cannot stop them at all.

After half a stick of incense.

The green grass underfoot has long since disappeared, replaced by pure white ice and snow.

It's a completely different world from Yamashita.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a sharp sound broke through the air, and a pure white ferret-like monster flashed past.

It landed on all fours and stared directly at the two of them with a pair of charming fox eyes.

The top-level monster ferret fox.

"It's so fast!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured.

With a "stab" sound, Yan Yun waved his right hand lightly, and in an instant three wind blades gathered in front of him.

The ferret fox paused and quickly rushed toward Yan Yun.

Seeing that the ferret fox did not run away, but chose to fight head-on.

Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, knowing in his heart that the outcome was decided.

Three wind blades cut through the air and disappeared instantly.

When the wind blade appeared again, it was already in front of the ferret fox.

The ferret fox opened its mouth slightly and spit out a cloud of cold mist.

As soon as the cold mist was exhaled, it quickly condensed into ice ridges in mid-air, colliding with the wind blade.

"Crack! Kick!"

There was a crisp click sound.

The ice edge broke in response.

After shattering the ice edge, the wind blade also dispersed.

"The strength is quite good!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

Then he raised his right hand again.

Three more wind blades flew out.

Yan Jiu on the side saw this and couldn't help but remind him: "The ferret fox is very fast and is good at ice spells!"

"Generally, during the Qi training period, when Yan family disciples hunt, they always set up traps in advance!"

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from the distance.

I saw a wind blade falling heavily on the ferret fox, and the bright red blood dyed its snow-white fur red.

Yan Yun turned sideways, looked at the ferret fox, and said with a smile: "As long as the spell is faster and more powerful than it, that's fine!"

Yan Yun's body swayed, and like a wisp of breeze, he appeared next to the ferret fox.

After putting it into the storage bag, his consciousness began to search nearby.

Finally, not far away, I found a centuries-old snow lotus that looked like ice crystals.

"This snow lotus should be almost three hundred years old!"

Yan Jiu looked at Xuelian and said with regret, "What a pity!"

"If we wait until it reaches three hundred years, this snow lotus may not be ours!"

Yan Yun chuckled, placed it behind the jade box, and looked into the air.

I saw that the sky was dim and it was almost night.

Downhill.

At the last moment before closing, the two returned in time.

Yan Yun didn't say much and said goodbye directly at the door.

Returning to Yanyun Pavilion, Chen Qiaoqian, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly stepped forward.

A table of sumptuous dishes, obviously a lot of effort was put into it.

"My husband has worked hard!"

Looking at Yan Yun, Chen Qiaoqian stepped forward and folded her coat.

Then he handed over a cup of hot tea and said, "Are you in danger?"

There was no question about the harvest, but endless concern.

Maybe this is the day that all men with a family dream of. Yan Yun smiled slightly and said with relief: "Everything is fine!"

While talking, Yan Yun took out a storage bag and handed it over: "There are some monster materials here, you can take them and sell them!"

"Go to the Pill Pavilion to find Yan Jiu!"

"In the future, all elixirs will be purchased from her!"

Listening to Yan Yun's words, Chen Qiaoqian didn't ask any more questions, but patiently put away these storage bags.

After eating, Yan Yun returned to the house.

He took out Yan Yan's storage bag and the Kung Fu token given by Yan Jiu.

There aren't many good things in Yan Yan's storage bag.

One hundred low-level spiritual stones, several high-level magic weapons, and none of the top-level magic weapons.

Maybe there is, maybe it's the spear.

It's a pity that it was ruined by myself.

After Yan Yun took out the remaining pills one by one, he then looked at the black token.

"I don't know what kind of skills there are in it!"

Driving on a familiar road, wisps of dazzling thunder poured into the token instantly.

As the purple thunder washed away, the token also revealed its true colors.

What is recorded on it is not a skill, but a method of forging a magic weapon.

Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.

It is a special magic weapon forged with lightning strike spirit wood as the main material.

As for power, it mainly depends on three aspects.

The year the spirit wood was struck by lightning, the degree to which the spirit wood was struck by lightning, and the material of the spirit wood.

Compared with ordinary peach trees and spiritual trees, they are naturally much different.

Yan Yun licked his lips, looked at the Lingbao forging method in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

This magic weapon is extremely powerful, but it's a pity that if you want it to be powerful, you still have to spend a lot of money to buy it.

It's a pity that I don't have the little green bottle on hand.

Otherwise, the age of the spiritual wood can be increased to an extremely high level.

Unable to use it for the time being, Yan Yun immediately put it away.

Chen Qiaoqian was very diligent and went out the next day.

With the sale of two first-level top-level monsters and a two-hundred-year-old snow lotus.

The number of spirit stones in Yan Yun's hand suddenly reached 500.

Coupled with the cultivation elixirs in Yan Yan's storage bag, it is enough for Yan Yun's subsequent cultivation.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

[End of the day’s practice]

[Practice for three hours and gain two rays of spiritual power]

[Practice Wind and Thunder Body Refining for five hours, Wind and Thunder Body Refining proficiency +1%]

As the system beeped, strong winds blew across Yan Yun's snow-white skin.

What followed was a stream of purple thunder, like a dragon, constantly swimming on Yan Yun's muscles.

"Finally broke through to the third level!"

A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes. There are nine levels of Wind and Thunder Body Refining. After reaching the ninth level, you can condense the Wind and Thunder Holy Body.

The third level is also the highest level that can be cultivated during the Qi training period. After that, the fourth level can only be cultivated with cultivation during the foundation building period.

Yan Yun raised his head and looked into the void in front of him.

I saw an attribute bar appear in front of me.

【Yanyun】

[Spiritual Roots: Wind, Thunder Spiritual Roots]

[Cultivation: Thirteenth level of Qi training]

[Skills: Gale Wind Technique (Thirteenth Level), Heavenly Thunder Technique (Thirteenth Level)]

【法术：疾风咒（小成31%）、风刃术（小成22%）、风球术（熟练76%）、风雷炼体（第三层0%）雷遁（小成89%）】

[Supernatural power: none]

Looking at the attribute bar in front of him, Yan Yun nodded with satisfaction.

Next is the Immortal Ascension Conference.

Yan Yun plans to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference with Chen Qiaoqian.

Strive to enter the Hidden Moon Sect together, so that we can take care of each other when the time comes.