Hearing Li Lan's words, the corner of Miao Chenfeng's eye twitched.

He put down the teacup in his hand and carefully sized up Li Lan.

Miao Chenfeng really couldn't figure out how the other party could say something that should be embarrassing with such a matter-of-fact tone.

In his opinion, Li Lan's thick skin was, to some extent,

not at all inferior to some low-grade first-tier defensive magical artifacts.

"Junior Brother Li, it's not that Senior Brother is unwilling to lend it to you."

"It's just that with your current first-tier Qi Refining Realm, you can't unleash the power of the magical artifact. Even if Senior Brother lends it to you, it would be a waste."

"What's more, you still owe me sixty taels of spirit sand."

Miao Chenfeng quickly adjusted his emotions and found an excuse to explain.

As a businessman who has been operating in Qing Shifang for many years, he does have some magical artifacts in stock.

But he can't generously lend them to Li Lan now.

According to the meaning of the Spirit Plant Peak Elder, it is very necessary to invest in potential non-direct line outer disciples.

But it must not be a blind investment.

See how much potential value you can see in the other party, and how much you should give them in a timely manner.

Not too much, not too little.

Too much is a waste, too little has no effect.

In Miao Chenfeng's opinion, with Li Lan's current strength and realm, it is enough for him to provide some help with spirit sand.

As for magical artifacts, it hasn't reached that level yet.

Li Lan didn't really plan to borrow a magical artifact on this trip.

He pondered for a while and said:

"Well, Senior Brother Miao is right."

"I don't want the magical artifact, Senior Brother, lend me another twenty taels of spirit sand."

People always like to compromise, and the world of cultivation is no exception.

With the previous incident of the magical artifact as a foreshadowing,

Miao Chenfeng unconsciously felt less resistant to Li Lan borrowing spirit sand again.

"Junior Brother Li, it's not a long-term solution for you to borrow spirit sand like this."

"You can't always rely on the little spirit sand issued by the sect's salary, can you?"

"We cultivators should perform more tasks assigned by the sect, earn task rewards while serving the sect, and support ourselves."

While taking out twenty taels of spirit sand, Miao Chenfeng couldn't help but earnestly persuade him.

Li Lan listened, but felt it was funny in his heart.

Support yourself?

Doing what you can is the truth.

Collecting herbs, which does not directly intersect with other cultivators, is already the safest sect task.

But even when performing this kind of task, Li Lan almost lost his life this time.

This experience is enough to prove how clear his previous decision was.

Li Lan, who was born into a mortal family, can't compare to Miao Chenfeng, a child of a noble family.

The other party lacks nothing, and only needs to bury his head in hard cultivation, and someone will arrange everything for him.

But Li Lan is different.

He has no background and no aptitude.

It was not easy to pass the Dust Washing Ceremony by virtue of his efforts.

But he was used as a pawn by his master Jian Chen, and he could not enjoy the treatment that a normal outer disciple should have at all.

Basic spells, alchemy materials, spellcasting auxiliary materials, etc., all these cultivation resources need to be obtained by his own efforts.

Faced with such unfair treatment, if it were a normal cultivator, I am afraid that he would have given up on himself long ago.

But Li Lan was not discouraged.

He used all means to grow to this point in a year.

Although it is a bit bitter and a lot of debt has accumulated.

But now he finally has some ability to protect himself.

The achievements Li Lan has made in just two years, even in the immortal cultivation world where geniuses gather, are enough to be called a miracle.

Without being arrogant or impetuous, he knows that his way of dealing with the world is contrary to that of Miao Chenfeng, a child of the immortal clan.

The other party's suggestion is not suitable for him.

But Li Lan didn't argue with him.

He took the storage bag and weighed it, and found that it was not too much or too little.

Li Lan thanked him, and then changed the subject and asked:

"Senior Brother Miao, do you know what that Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is?"

With the oral instruction of the Elder of the Spirit Plant Peak, Miao Chenfeng can be said to be familiar with all kinds of spirit plants.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass, its nature is yin, its taste is bitter, and it has cold poison, so it is not recommended to take it for alchemy without a method to neutralize the poison."

"However, all spiritual plants have disadvantages and must have their advantages."

"Senior great powers have created a way to use this thing to quench magical artifacts, and the effect is remarkable."

"Not only is the amplification of water attribute spells extremely obvious, but those who are proficient in the way of refining can even retain the cold poison characteristics of the Moon Viewing Grass in the magical artifact for their own use."

"Therefore, this spiritual plant is quite sought after by water spirit root cultivators."

After speaking,

Miao Chenfeng smiled and approached, reaching out a hand.

"Junior Brother Li, I heard a few days ago that you went out with Senior Brother Hua to collect herbs and encountered a fifteen-year-old Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass."

"Senior Brother Hua said that this spiritual grass was finally taken away by you."

"This kind of spiritual grass is really rare."

"Junior Brother, please take it out quickly and let Senior Brother learn more."

After hearing this, Li Lan immediately showed a look of annoyance.

He patted his thigh and said:

"So this Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is so precious?!"

"Damn Ling Xiaomen scum, if I had known this, I would have risked my life to prevent it from falling into their hands, alas!"

Miao Chenfeng saw him like this and said suspiciously:

"Junior Brother Li, Senior Brother Hua said that he saw you take the spiritual grass away with his own eyes."

"Listening to what you mean, the spiritual grass was eventually lost by you?"

"Junior Brother Li, don't make fun of Senior Brother, you are a pseudo-spiritual root with four attributes of gold, wood, fire, and earth, and you only lack this water attribute."

"Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is of no use to you, so it's better to hand it over to Senior Brother to handle."

"Don't you want a magical artifact? Senior Brother guarantees that as long as I resell this spiritual grass, not only can it offset the eighty taels of spirit sand you owe, but it can also be exchanged for a handy magical artifact for you."

After hearing this, Li Lan's face remained unchanged, but his heart was thinking quickly.

What Miao Chenfeng said is true, he has no water spirit root and cannot use water attribute spells.

Selling the Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is undoubtedly the best choice.

But Li Lan hasn't decided who to sell it to yet.

Judging from the reactions of Ah Hua, the disciples of the Ling Xiaomen, and others, this Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is indeed a rare treasure.

Miao Chenfeng's words confirmed this point even more.

Just now, the other party was unwilling to lend him a magical artifact, but now he readily offered a price of eighty taels of spirit sand plus a magical artifact.

This is enough to show.

The value of Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass is far more than that.

As mentioned earlier, Li Lan has no background and no aptitude.

Now that he has finally obtained a treasure, he naturally wants to squeeze out all of its value as much as possible.

Thinking of this.

Li Lan had already made a decision in his heart.

He sighed heavily again and said:

"Alas! Senior Brother Miao, you and I have an extraordinary relationship, how could Junior Brother lie to you?"

"At first, with the help of Senior Brother Hua, I did win the Qing Shuang Moon Viewing Grass."

"Later, the four Ling Xiaomen cultivators chased after Junior Brother like crazy."

"You also know that Junior Brother is only at the first level of Qi Refining, and I don't have any cultivation resources such as talismans and magical artifacts to protect myself."

"If I was caught up by them, I would definitely die."

"I saw that the other party seemed to value the spiritual grass very much, so in order to get rid of the pursuit, I threw it into the river."

"If it weren't for this, how could Junior Brother have returned to Guangji Temple alive?"

Miao Chenfeng saw that what the other party said was plausible, and the details could stand scrutiny, and he already believed most of it.

He also sighed lightly, patted Li Lan on the shoulder, and said with regret:

"So that's how it is, alas, it's a pity for that fifteen-year-old spiritual grass."

Li Lan accompanied the other party to lament for a while, and then revealed his true intentions:

"To be honest, this matter is inseparable from you, Senior Brother."

"If you were willing to lend me more magical artifacts, talismans, and other items for self-defense, wouldn't Junior Brother have to do such a thing of abandoning the car to protect the commander?"

"So, Senior Brother Miao, please lend me one or two more magical artifacts."

"I promise that next time, even if I die, I will definitely bring back good things for you to see."

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