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Chapter 48, Night Spirit Silkworm Eggs

Mu Yunsheng sighed in his heart, carefully put away all the spiritual objects he had searched from Old Ghost Ke's corpse, then stood up and looked at Tianlong.

"Crack~Crack~" In the earth pit created by the attack of the Xuanhuang Demon-Subduing Tower, the five-foot-long body of Tianlong with a red head, black back and yellow feet was eating the corpse of Old Ghost Ke in its big mouth.

The two long tentacles on the forehead swayed happily.

"Tianlong, you're still eating. People say you're fat."

Mu Yunsheng said with a smile, looking at Tianlong's five-foot-long and very conspicuous body, thinking in his heart about the refining method that Long Liyou told him.

Yesterday, when accompanying Long Liyou to visit Qihe Market, Mu Yunsheng also asked about the three spiritual materials: Sky Centipede Fruit, Black Heart Grass, and Earth Wind Root in many shops in Qihe Market.

They are all first-grade medium-quality spiritual medicines. The most expensive one among them is the Sky Centipede, which grows in poisonous places where centipede poisonous insects gather. It absorbs the essence and poisonous gas emitted by the centipede poisonous insects and grows. It takes ten years to mature.

The lowest price in Qihe Market is forty-five low-grade spirit stones per piece.

The black heart grass that also grows in highly poisonous places is not cheap either. One plant costs 32 low-grade spirit stones. The earth wind root, which is also a first-grade medium-grade spirit medicine, is slightly cheaper.

But it also requires twenty-five low-grade spirit stones.

All in all, the spirit stones that Mu Yunsheng obtained from Old Ghost Ke on this trip were just enough to buy Tianlong a plant of Earth Wind Root.

"But it doesn't matter. As the saying goes, if you are poor, you can raise a beast, but if you are rich, you can make yourself suffer."

"Twenty-five low-grade spirit stones are only enough to buy a spiritual medicine for Tianlong, but it is enough to sustain my practice for a period of time." Mu Yunsheng said with a smile in his heart.

"Hiss~" Tianlong raised his head blankly in the pit, and saw that Mu Yunsheng didn't say anything else. He lay down again and started eating happily.

"Earth Sinking Technique~!"

More than a quarter of an hour later, Mu Yunsheng formed a seal with his hands to cover the pit created by the Xuanhuang Demon-Subduing Tower and buried the donkey at the same time.

He turned around and left the red mangrove path with Tianlong and fallen maple leaves.

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Cen family, Yetong Mountain.

"Should this be the place?"

Mu Yunsheng stood under a nightshade tree, looked up at the lush treetops, and leaped up while circulating the true energy in his body.

Not long after, Mu Yunsheng jumped down from the tree, holding three leaves covered with silkworm eggs and a dead night moth in his hands.

"Next." Mu Yunsheng threw the dead Night Spirit Moth to Tianlong, and then looked at the three leaves covered with silkworm eggs in his hand. These were the Night Spirit Silkworm Eggs laid by the dead Night Spirit Moth.

There are about 860 of them, which can be sold for two to three low-grade spirit stones in the Qihe Market, so the price is not expensive.

The Night Spirit Silkworm is a first-grade, low-grade spiritual silkworm. It has no means of attack, but the silk it produces has a mysterious hidden spiritual charm that can conceal the perception of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, but has no effect on the spiritual detection of cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"I'll ask mother later how to hatch the Night Spirit Silkworm eggs." Mu Yunsheng thought in his eyes as he carefully removed all the Night Spirit Silkworm eggs from the three leaves and wrapped them with sealing paper.

Although eight hundred and sixty Night Spirit Silkworm eggs could not be sold for much spirit stones in the Qihe Market, the cocoons produced by them could still be sold for a considerable amount of spirit stones, and they could also be kept for personal use.

"Take care of this Night Spirit Silkworm Egg here. I'll be back soon."

Mu Yunsheng hid the Night Spirit Silkworm Eggs wrapped in paper under a rock and told Tianlong that he did not plan to take the Night Spirit Silkworm Eggs and Tianlong to the Cen family where Mu Huilan was.

The Cen family raises Night Spirit Silkworms. This Night Spirit Moth, which laid eggs and died on Yetong Mountain, is very likely to have flown away from the Cen family. Furthermore, these weak spiritual insects are sensitive and timid. It is very likely that they sensed the presence of Tianlong and were frightened.

So in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble and misunderstanding, Mu Yunsheng simply left Tianlong and the Night Spirit Silkworm eggs he obtained in Yetong Mountain.

"Hiss~hiss~" Tianlong got another bite of delicious food, waved his forehead tentacles, and crawled under the rock where Mu Yunsheng hid the Night Spirit Silkworm eggs.

He hovered over the paper-wrapped Night Spirit Silkworm Eggs and held them in his arms.

Mu Yunsheng looked around carefully for a while, and after making sure there was no problem, he set off to the Lingchou Cen family on the edge of Yetong Mountain.

After a cup of tea, in the courtyard of the Cen family's Lingchou Ranling.

A beautiful woman who looked to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old was dyeing the spiritual silk in her hands with spiritual color. She used her true energy to protect her hands, carefully preventing the flesh and blood on her hands from being eroded by the spirituality in the spiritual color.

And protect the spiritual charm in the spiritual silk, speed up the quality of the spiritual silk's absorption of spiritual color, and prevent it from being overly infected by the spiritual charm in the spiritual color.

This seemingly simple dyeing job that any mortal can accomplish actually requires one or even several monks to complete it meticulously.

The various monastic forces in Qianyuan State do not have many spirit stones. They will never spend extra spirit stones on work that can be completed by mortals, and will ask low-level monastics and independent cultivators like Mu Yunsheng in Qianyuan State to do it.

Just like the boatmen on the Yuqian River.

Unfortunately, most of the work done by cultivators is far beyond the ability of ordinary people, such as Mu Qinghu's work at the Qihefang Market Wharf, helping merchant ships load and unload spiritual objects.

It looks very simple, just hard labor.

However, a piece of spiritual iron the size of a baby's fist used to refine a magic weapon may weigh two or three hundred kilograms, and even a congenital warrior among mortals cannot lift much.

Some spiritual materials even have properties such as absorbing spirits, sealing qi, and being extremely poisonous. Cultivators need to circulate their true essence to move them, while mortals will die if they touch them, so how can they move them?

Mu Yunsheng knew that Mu Qinghu and his men often carried a kind of low-grade first-grade spiritual ore, purple phosphorus ore. Mortals would die from flesh and blood rotting if they approached within half a meter, let alone touching it.

Even an innate warrior cannot hold out for long.

Mu Qinghu and others said that this was because the purple phosphorus ore was highly toxic, so mortals could not get close to it, but Mu Yunsheng believed that the purple phosphorus ore was emitting a kind of radiation.

Only cultivators who seize the fortune of heaven and earth and are stronger than themselves and seek the truth can resist it.

"Mu Huilan, someone is looking for you." In Ranling's courtyard, a cultivator from the Cen family walked in and shouted. She was a woman who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining and had a plump and mature appearance.

"Madam Hua, who is looking for me?" Mu Huilan, who was infecting the spiritual silk, raised her head and asked in confusion, stopping the work in her hands.

"It's said that he is your son. He is very handsome and extraordinary. I almost fell in love with him." Madam Hua said with a joking smile, her plump body trembling like a peach emitting a ripe fragrance that attracts butterflies.

"Sheng'er? Why is Sheng'er here? Did something happen?" Mu Huilan was stunned, with anxiety and worry on her face. She didn't care about Mrs. Hua's teasing words and said quickly.

"Then Madam Hua, I'll go over and take a look now."

"Go ahead, it shouldn't be a problem. I see your handsome little son doesn't seem worried at all. He probably just came to see you."

Madam Hua replied, and walked lightly to Mu Huilan's side, taking the unstained spiritual silk from her hand.

The spiritual dyeing of this spiritual silk cannot be interrupted, otherwise it will be ruined.

"Thank you, Madam Hua." Mu Huilan's anxious and worried mind calmed down a little. She quickly bowed to Madam Hua and then walked towards the reception room in the front yard.

(End of this chapter)