Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 21 Look, the seeds are sprouting
The flying sword's attack that pierced through gold and stone not only penetrated the stone giant's thick shell.

It also pierced Hua Qingxia's already tight purse.

Two, two thousand spirit stones... Her head was buzzing.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, Hua Qingxia couldn't smile, so naturally Chen Jing smiled. At this time, he didn't pay attention to the matter of the two thousand spirit stones, he was just happy because his guess had been verified.

"I told you, cultivating immortals is a very scientific thing!"

Chen Jing's mind moved, and the flying sword spun and danced around his body, with a strange beauty.

It is no longer like before, as if it was launched by some force, and when it turns around, there is no stiff feeling as if someone is pulling its head.

The flying sword at this moment can only be described in two words: smooth.

Like a fish swimming in the water, an eagle soaring in the sky.

Everything in this world has its most suitable place for existence, and now this flying sword has finally found its own place.

There seemed to be an extra track in Chen Jing's perspective. If the flying sword followed this track, it would become several times stronger.

"It's neither gravity nor electromagnetic force. Of course, these details are not important. What's important is that I discovered it and used it."

Chen Jing looked at the stone giant that was shattered into pieces again.

Ordinary sword-wielding techniques can only scrape the wound, but the Star-Guiding Technique only needs one sword to destroy everything in its path!

He looked around and saw Teacher Xia walking towards him with a distraught look on her face. The girl's originally beautiful and bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of glistening tears.

"Ha, not bad." Hua Qingxia pretended to be casual. She had been strong all her life, and now that it had come to this, she still wanted to save some face. "Not bad. You can barely pass the test if you can get to this point."

Although Chen Jing could see that she was not being sincere, after thinking about it, he felt that it was because of the two thousand spirit stones.

As a mature, stable, understanding and emotionally intelligent person, he would definitely not deliberately provoke others when they are vulnerable.

So he nodded and agreed: "My talent is still too poor. I was stuck on the last day before I could barely get started with such a simple sword-controlling technique."

“…Hmm.” Hua Qingxia widened her eyes, covering her heart with her hands, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Xia, Teacher Xia?"

Did I say something wrong?

"Hiss! Cough cough!"

The girl took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort, and said in a deep voice, "My injuries have recurred, and I need to go into seclusion. I need to refine the Ninghua Pill, so just put down the materials and leave. Don't disturb me during this period of time." Then she walked away trembling.

Chen Jing opened his mouth, looked at her back, but still said nothing.

Even though he was injured so badly, he still tried his best to help himself improve his combat power and stabilize his foundation, and even deliberately used two thousand spirit stones to motivate himself.

What a good person...

Chen was deeply moved. There are indeed many good people in this world.

……

Old man Yang is seventy-two years old this year. He is from Yangjia Village, Longma County, Anning Prefecture.

When he was young, the people in Yangjia Village nicknamed him "Ghost-Seeing". The big goose at the village entrance, the Paw Patrol next door, the birds in the trees, and the crabs in the water were all no match for him.

Even as a child, he was too energetic and often disliked by others.

But he felt that it was not his fault. It was obviously the adults who were too boring. They only knew how to work every day.

Even though I have to help with the housework, I still have energy to play and make noise after finishing the work, but no one is willing to play with me.

He also hated those people who were dressed very fancy and ordered his father to do this and that. His father was very cowardly and never dared to resist. He was not as brave as himself and dared to pee next to those people's carriages and spit on their backs.

It was not until his father lost a leg while hunting that the burden of life suddenly fell on his young shoulders like a roof collapsing.

It's obviously just the same work, but it feels heavier and more strenuous. Even if I still have energy to spare, I dare not waste my precious energy on fun.

I also gradually felt that those nobles in gorgeous clothes were not entirely bad, it was just a pity that I could not become such a person.

When he was young, he was already a qualified adult. Although his parents died one after another, he still had younger brothers and sisters to raise, so he lived his life as always, walking on thin ice.

Although his younger brother was noisy and made him unhappy, he still indulged him as his only relative, until his younger brother shouted that he did not want to live such a life and left home.

When they met again, his brother's body was already there.

From then on, he understood that everything in the world is wonderful, but no matter how wonderful it is, there are tempting beasts behind them. They put down bait and wait for greedy people to approach and eat them with the last bite.

By his middle age, he had become the pillar of a family, just like his father before him, with both a son and a daughter, and a wife who managed the household frugally.

He can no longer remember the happiness and thoughts he once had, but fortunately he has adapted to his current life. Although he is very tired from work every day, he only feels satisfied when he looks at the profiles of his wife and children sleeping.

Today, he is seventy years old.

Even when his son got married and grew up, people still called him Old Man Yang.

Life in seventy is full of ups and downs.

Now Old Man Yang has seen through many things. He originally thought that his life would pass by in such an ordinary way.

but.

He stood here.

Standing in a place where I shouldn't be in my life.

That was a place only grand gentlemen in gorgeous clothes and immortals who treated them with great respect dared to set foot in, and I could actually stand together with such noble people.

It seems his name is Xuan Jing.

It really is a magical and wonderful place...

Old man Yang had a complicated look in his eyes as he stared at the huge and very strange tree in the distance. He slowly closed his eyes to hide his resentment.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already locked onto a young man in fancy clothes in the crowd.

He hunched over, took firm steps, and walked towards the other party step by step.

"Stop, old man, what are you doing here?"

The young man in fancy clothes took a very alert look, and when he saw that it was just an old man in his seventies or eighties, he immediately let down his guard, waved his hand and scolded: "You've gone the wrong way, go over there, come over here and report if you see anything strange."

Old man Yang's breathing became increasingly heavy.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?" The young man in fancy clothes looked at him straight in the eye and saw the old man Yang's gradually distorted face, but he didn't care.

Most ordinary old men's faces look like this.

Their lives have been full of hardships.

It looked so twisted, old, and wrinkled that even when it was smiling at people, it looked so ugly that it seemed scary.

So the young man in Chinese clothes lost his last chance to react.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Old man Yang let out a terrifying roar, and at an incredible speed, he instantly appeared in front of the young man in gorgeous clothes, pounced on him and bit him.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Give me back my son’s life! Give me back my son’s life!
He bit and ripped as hard as a wild beast, tears streaming down his wrinkled face, but he didn't let go even a bit.

The more the young man in fancy clothes screamed, the crazier old man Yang became.

"stop!"

puff!

A sharp light flashed, and Old Man Yang's ferocious expression froze, and his upper body flew out directly.

"Duan Sheng, what's going on!" A middle-aged man came over and shouted in a deep voice.

"Crazy, crazy!"

The boy held his bloody face and screamed in collapse.

When the mortals nearby saw this scene, they all avoided it and were terrified.

Then, a man dressed as a farmer exclaimed.

"Isn't that Old Man Yang, from our village? Why is he here?"

"The man who was beaten to death a few days ago was Old Man Yang's son. This young immortal did it."

"Old man Yang has been honest all his life, but he actually dared to take revenge on the immortals?"

"You don't know, Old Man Yang's daughter-in-law also jumped into the well with her grandson..."

"No wonder."

"Shh, stop talking!"

Although the people who were whispering kept their voices down, the middle-aged man still heard it clearly and couldn't help but glare at Duan Sheng who was still crying.

"More than enough to ruin everything!"

He then took out a pill from his storage bag and walked over to heal him.

however.

A hand reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's leg.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Old man Yang, with only half of his body left, was not dead. A strange sound came from his body, as if someone was rubbing foam, which was extremely creepy.

Click.

Old man Yang's eyeballs fell out, and a tender green branch emerged from it, winding its way up.

Next, there are ears, and branches also emerge from the open mouth.

Countless roots sprouted from the wound on his waist, replacing his broken legs and supporting his entire body.

wow~
A shadow spread over everyone's heads.

In this way, Old Man Yang grew into a big tree that required several people to hug. His hollow facial features were distorted, and all the branches and leaves were shaking together.

"Give me back my son's life!!!"

……

"What? Xuan Jing changes?"

"Yes, Patriarch! A large number of mortals in Xuanjing have turned into tree people. Some have turned into trees completely, and some have turned into trees partially. People and beasts outside Xuanjing have also turned into half-tree people!"

"Come with me and see for yourself."

"No, Patriarch! Although most of those tree people are not worth mentioning, some of them are so powerful that they are difficult to hurt. I'm afraid they can fight Xuan Yin..."

"absurd!"

He shouted loudly, but the patriarch still sat back in his chair obediently and said in a deep voice: "Probe again and report again!"

……

"Ah!"

Chen Jing rubbed his nose, somewhat puzzled. "What's going on? How can a great Tongqiao monk like me catch a cold? Sneezing every day is ridiculous."

"Ah!"

Just as I finished complaining, a strong wind blew and my nose suddenly became itchy. I couldn't help but sneeze three times in a row.

He shook his head.

“Or I should just wear a full mask. In the world of immortal cultivation, the air quality is comparable to that of the British Empire during the Industrial Revolution…” Chen Jing covered his nose with his sleeve.

suddenly.

The world was spinning before my eyes, and I seemed to see vaguely a towering, huge plant hidden in the clouds among the mountains.

The hybrid book opens naturally.

I turned the pages quickly and reached the end.

[Absolute Mushroom (0.0001 stars) (unlock progress %)]

Snapped.

The illusion vanished.

Chen Jing sat back on the mat, staring blankly into the distance, still not coming to his senses.

...What is that?
That ominous atmosphere, the omen of destruction, carried with it a momentum to subvert everything and turn the world upside down. To others, such a scene might seem like an illusion.

But Chen Jing has hybrid books.

Looking at the lonely page of the hybrid book with only a faintly lit Nine-Star Atlas, he realized that he seemed to have been scratched by the aftermath of something powerful.

Just when he was at a loss.

Teacher Xia, who had been hiding in the house, finally came out of the yard after a long absence. She ran out in a hurry and the first thing she did was to look at the sky with a pale face.

"It's so scary. Just now, something seemed to have made me feel like a disaster was about to happen!"

Hua Qingxia became very anxious and said, "No, I need to go out for a while. The aura is coming from Jiuchong Mountain Xuanjing. I will be worried if I don't figure it out."

Chen Jing: "But your injury..."

"It doesn't matter. Even if I'm injured, there are few people in the Xuanyin realm who can match me. Besides, I'm just going to take a look and I may not do anything." Hua Qingxia said.

Seeing her determined look, Chen Jing wanted to dissuade her, but he felt powerless, so he just said: "If you don't come back in three days, I will go to the place where we first met to find you."

"Don't worry, I haven't taught you alchemy yet. I never break my promises!" At this point, Hua Qingxia added, "The room inside is still mine. You are not allowed to enter. You can only enter after I'm not back."

"Okay." Chen Jing agreed.

Hua Qingxia went into the room to tidy up a bit, then flew away on her sword.

……

When Chen Jing walked to the door, he found two hundred bottles of Ninghua Pills on the table. He paused, feeling a simple and unpretentious feeling of emotion.

"They say the end of the universe is the civil service exam, but I think it's the landlord."

With such a move, is Teacher Xia really just a simple person?

Obviously, absolutely impossible.

But it is not important.

There is no bad purpose in this world. As long as the price is right, it is reasonable.

Chen Jing felt that his talent in cultivation and combat was just ok, and perhaps he underestimated himself, but since the other party was willing to be an angel investor, he had to perform a little to make the shareholders' investment worthwhile.

"Problems like the floating of mana have been almost solved through practicing spells and fighting. So, do your best to break through the realm."

Chen Jing emptied a bottle of Ninghua Pills and swallowed them all.

After opening the two orifices, the refining efficiency was greatly improved, and Ninghua Pills were manufactured bottle by bottle.

The spiritual power scattered throughout his body made him feel comfortable. When the spiritual power was filled to a certain level, it was guided to gather in the Niwan Palace on his head, condensing the third spiritual orifice.

The whole process felt to him like cleaning glass.

The world is like a glass wet by mist. At this moment, the mist is being wiped away bit by bit, and the sight can finally penetrate the blurry fog and see clearer things in the distance.

Vague spiritual power, wandering inspiration, invisible rituals...

The whole world was vivid and lively, unfolding in Chen Jing's eyes for the first time in a novel way.

The third orifice of the upper dantian is the place where the spirit is stored.

Therefore, God has something to rely on and turns into spiritual consciousness!

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