Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 399 Crazy Picking
Mo Chen flew over the Baicao Garden, feeling the extremely clear and dense air, which made him feel refreshed.

"The royal garden is really different. The aura of the heaven and earth is not weaker than the 72 peaks of Yueyimen. If you practice here, it will be better than the outside world." Mo Chen sighed, and he yearned for this trip even more. Such a spiritual place, It must be able to grow many elixir.

The place where Mo Chen landed was definitely outside the Baicao Garden. After flying all the way, he only saw some low-level elixir, not even the fourth-level elixir.

Today, Mo Chen has stepped into the realm of Xuanzun, and he doesn't look at things below the fifth rank. After all, the ranks of elixir also correspond to the realm of warriors, so Mo Chen's goal is naturally placed below the fifth rank. superior.

Moreover, Fat Zixuan and Huang Xiaoyan have both stepped into the Xuanzun Realm, so things below the fifth level are useless.

"Hey, the fifth-tier garden."

Mo Chen suddenly stopped flying, and landed slowly. In front of him was a garden of about [-] square meters, which actually grew a large number of fifth-order elixir.

shhhhhh!
He sacrificed a thousand vines without any hesitation, and in an instant, it was as if a hundred people were picking them. He picked all the five-level elixir in just a few breaths.

With thousands of vines in his hands, Mo Chen seemed to have hundreds of free laborers. He didn't need to do anything at all, and the speed of picking was comparable to the sum of all the people who entered Baicao Garden this time.

It can be said that even in just one day, Mo Chen picked more than all the people combined.

This can no longer be called picking, and it is not too much to call it a sweep.

And the dragon snake in his body can naturally sense the surrounding environment, but it doesn't even bother to lift its eyelids when facing some fifth-order objects. It doesn't have much effect, let alone these fifth-order things.

After picking, Mo Chen didn't stop, and continued to fly. In just a few hours, he found several fifth-tier gardens, and immediately collected them without any hesitation.

If it was a personal picking, I'm afraid it would be good to finish picking a garden in a few hours, but Mo Chen has gained a lot all the way down.

"OK."

After frantically picking several fifth-tier gardens, Mo Chen also burst out laughing excitedly, with that deep smile, he almost couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Calculated at this speed, if there is no accident, Mo Chen doesn't know how much elixir he can harvest in ten days, but it will definitely be an astronomical figure.

"There's a lake there!"

Mo Chen flew another hundred miles away, and suddenly saw a lake, so he stopped.

The lake is as blue as a mirror, as if carved from countless natural blue gemstones. The green hills are reflected on the calm lake surface, and at the same time, wisps of dense air are floating.

Such a natural fairy land is bound to breed some extremely valuable panacea.

Mo Chen immediately diffused his consciousness and searched around the lake. Suddenly, his face was ecstatic. Deep in the corner of the lake, he actually sensed many sixth-order objects.

"Haha, it really is a good place!"

Mo Chen hurriedly snatched it away, and there were at least a dozen sixth-level elixir plants in sight, and most of them were the raw materials for refining the Holy Spirit Pill, so he collected them all without hesitation.

"Soul-returning grass, it's actually a soul-returning grass!"

Suddenly, Mo Chen became even more excited, and carefully picked out a elixir that was more than seven inches long.

The soul-returning grass is definitely a priceless treasure, even far exceeding the overall value of the dozens of sixth-order elixir. The reason why the soul-returning grass is called the soul-returning grass is precisely because it has the effect of bringing back the soul of the dead.

Any warrior, no matter how badly injured, as long as he still has breath, the soul grass can bring him back to life and save his life. This is even more heaven-defying than any heaven-defying healing pill.

This kind of elixir is extremely hard to find, Mo Chen in his previous life had never encountered one, but he did not expect to meet it in this Hundred Herbs Garden.

Although this time the soul grass is only at the sixth level, it can grow. As long as Mo Chen carefully cultivates it, it will be of great use in the future.

This is simply a talisman.

No matter what elixir can be picked later, with this soul-returning grass, Mo Chen is very satisfied with this trip.

Even if it is announced that the picking is over now, Mo Chen will not be disappointed, but will be very happy.

"Hey, this is the sixth-grade Fuqin silver herb." After carefully picking the soul-returning grass, Mo Chen saw another elixir less than three inches long growing on the edge of the lake.

Poria Qinyin Herb is the best detoxifying herb, and there is almost no poison within the sixth level that it cannot cure.

Under the ease of unfamiliarity, no one knows what dangers lurk around them, and having a detoxifying plant in their body can be regarded as an extra protection.

“This place is really good!”

Mo Chen looked around the lake, he didn't expect him to pick so many sixth-order elixir on the ground, including such precious elixirs as soul-returning grass and Fuqin silver herb.

He knew that the reason why so many elixir can grow here must be related to this small lake.

"Unfortunately, I already have Yimu Spring, otherwise this lake would be pretty good."

Mo Chen shrugged his shoulders and continued to search along the surface of the lake. Whenever he came across an elixir above the fifth rank, Qian Tengwen shot directly. In just a few minutes, he walked around the lake and took the elixir above the fifth rank. All the medicines have been picked.

After sweeping away everything, Mo Chen continued to move forward without stopping. Whenever he encountered a fifth-order object, the thousand vines would fall from the sky. If the elixir was scarce, Mo Chen didn't even need to stop.

In just one morning, Mo Chen frantically swept hundreds of miles away, and his personal income was enough to beat all the people combined.

At the same time, outside the Baicao Garden.

Many people paced back and forth anxiously, wishing that time would pass faster.

Especially the people of Luoxian Pavilion, they will be able to enter tomorrow, and many disciples are pacing back and forth, checking and checking their inscription rings, as if they are afraid that they don't have enough inscription rings to hold their harvest.

I'm afraid this is the first time in their history that a day is so long.

In the past, when I practiced in closed doors, I would close and open my eyes, and it would take several days to pass slowly, or several months to pass quickly, but at this moment, the time seems to be dragged by someone, every minute and every second is so slow.

They are okay, they can enter tomorrow, but Yunlin Valley has to wait until the fourth day, and the waiting time is even longer.

The saddest thing is Ziyunzong, the last one in the inscription pattern conference, they only have three days to enter the Baicao Garden, and they have to wait until the eighth day to enter, when the day lily will be cold, let alone the sixth-order elixir , I am afraid that it is difficult to find the fifth-order elixir, at most I can pick some elixirs below the fourth-order.

Anxious Yang Yun and the others kept pacing back and forth in place, even sighing constantly.

On the other hand, the people from Huangjiya could hold their breath, and they all sat cross-legged on the spot, meditating and practicing.

Anyway, idleness is idleness, and anxiety is useless, it is better to use the time reasonably, take advantage of these few days to practice well, and at the same time improve the state of mind, so that you will not be arrogant or impatient when you encounter problems.

However, the swaying figures of Yang Yun and others made it difficult for Baimei to calm down.

"Old man Yang Yun, you can't stop shaking in front of your eyes. Could it be that you can quickly enter the Herb Garden by walking around?" The white-browed Taoist opened his eyes and said slightly displeased.

Yang Yun was already anxious, and was very dissatisfied with Ziyunzong's last place this time. Taoist Baimei's words seemed to let him find a target to vent his anger on.

"Old man Baimei, do you think it's great that Huangjiya suppressed my Ziyun sect, so he can ridicule us?" Yang Yun said slightly angrily.

If it were an ordinary person, maybe he wouldn't argue with Yang Yun, but Bai Mei is an impatient person.

He snorted coldly: "I'm not strong enough, can I blame others?"

Yang Yun ran up to Baimei with a thud, and said angrily: "Old Baimei, whoever you say is not strong enough, do you want us to compete again?"

"What is the competition? The way of the inscription pattern or the way of martial arts?" Bai Mei said disdainfully, when it comes to martial arts, why is he afraid of Yang Yun, and when it comes to the way of inscription patterns, he thinks he will not lose.

Bai Mei's disdain made Yang Yun furious, and he said angrily, "It's too much to bully, if I don't compete with you today, it's hard to get rid of my anger."

rub rub!
All the elders and disciples of Ziyun Sect gathered around one after another, and the people of Huangjiya were not to be outdone, and they all fought against each other. In an instant, the air outside the teleportation formation was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

People from the two sects, such as Han Yuan and the skinny old man, just watched the scene coldly, and did not come forward to stop it at all, as if they were eager to see a good show.

"You are not qualified yet!" Bai Mei met Yang Yun's gaze without fear.

"court death!"

Yang Yun was furious, and he didn't care that his realm was lower than the opponent's, so he slapped down hard, straight to Baimei's heart.

"Humph!"

Bai Mei smiled disdainfully, and raised his hand calmly, wanting to meet Yang Yun's palm print, but the moment he raised his hand, his complexion suddenly changed wildly.

"What's going on? My vitality..."

He was horrified to find that his own vitality seemed to be completely hidden, and he couldn't mobilize even half of it. The whole person was like an ordinary mortal, without the slightest fluctuation of vitality.

This discovery made him terrified, but before he had time to think about the reason, Yang Yun's palm print came to him and slapped him heavily on his chest!
"Crack!"

"Oh!"

Two soft bangs were heard instantly, and the palm of Baimei's protruding hand was directly shaken, and the whole person flew upside down in an instant, hit the stone wall of the main hall behind him, and then rebounded and fell, spurting out a lot of blood.

"Master!"

Qiu Xiangjie's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to rush to Baimei's side to check the master's injury, but when his foot touched, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Boom boom boom!
The situation of the other elders and disciples of Huangji Cliff was the same, they all fell to the ground, and it was difficult to mobilize the slightest vitality.

Bai Mei's pale complexion changed wildly, "Feng Yuan San, it's Feng Yuan San, Han Yuan, you actually poisoned it? No, why was only me, Huangji Cliff, recruited? Han Yuan, what do you mean?"

The white-browed Taoist instantly sensed the aura of Feng Yuansan in his body. Obviously, those insidious guys in Yunlin Valley did something.

What frightened him the most was that the other three sects had no problem at all. Could it be that they colluded together and wanted to attack Huangjiya?

Han Yuan sneered coldly and said: "Old man with white eyebrows, don't spout blood, when did this old man poison you?"

Bai Mei said angrily: "Except for you Yunlin Valley, who would have such a despicable poisonous attack?"

Han Yuan shook his head and sneered, "That's right, I, Yunlin Valley, provided Feng Yuan Powder, but the person who poisoned it was not me."

Speaking of this, Han Yuan slowly looked sideways, looking at a person with a thick and smug smile in his eyes.

Bai Mei's gaze also looked over, and a look of shock and disbelief flashed across his pale as ice face.

(End of this chapter)