Jiang Yuebai walked leisurely through the vine maze, and suddenly saw a purple flower bone the size of a human head on the vine wall in the right corner, and his eyes lit up.
"Spit it out."
Jiang Yuebai walked over and stretched out his hand to Hua Guduo. Hua Guduo raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuebai from side to side, confused.
Jiang Yuebai slapped her and said, "What are you looking at? I told you to spit it out."
There was a bit of demonic energy emanating from the small Ganoderma lucidum, and Huaguduo quickly bloomed with energy, and spit out a small box into Jiang Yuebai's hand.
Jiang Yuebai opened the box, and inside was a purple-leaf spirit grass.
A small vine sprouted from the bracelet, pulling out the spiritual grass in the box. Be careful that there was a mechanism at the bottom of the box that would throw her to another area.
After successfully getting the spiritual grass, Jiang Yuebai frowned slightly, green rays of light floated from the spiritual grass, flew into the bun on the head and were absorbed by the small Ganoderma lucidum.
Seeing that the proficiency of the Immortal Grass Sutra had increased by 500 points, Jiang Yuebai nodded with satisfaction.
"A five-hundred-year-old elixir, not bad~"
The treasures in the vine maze are hidden in the flower bones of the vine wall. If there is no magic to trigger it, a fierce battle will inevitably occur.
She had taken a lot of things along the way, most of which were elixirs and fruits, as well as some seeds, spiritual spring water and the like.
If she continues like this, by the time she gets out of the vine maze, her Yunzhicao bloodline will almost be upgraded from level six to level seven.
"This place is really nice, but it's a pity that it only opens once every fifty years, and it's only open for nine days at a time."
Jiang Yuebai took out a small gourd, which contained an unknown spiritual spring water. She raised her head and took a sip. The small Ganoderma lucidum on her head trembled with excitement, and the demonic power consumed by practicing the magic just now was quickly restored.
"I feel like if I get some sunshine and moonlight, I'll recover faster."
Just like spiritual wine can quickly replenish spiritual energy, this spiritual spring water can be quickly absorbed by small Ganoderma lucidum to replenish demonic power.
What she had just received from the old demon Gu Rong was not a complete set of grass and tree magic inheritance, but four grass magic skills that she had been enlightened by.
The point is to strengthen her natural abilities as a little grass demon, such as controlling plants, making her, an acquired stranger, closer to the demon clan.
The grass magic she learned includes three small magic spells, 'Tangle', 'Pollen', and 'Parasite', and one big magic spell, 'A single tree grows into a forest'.
Along the way, she has been practicing three little magic tricks.
Jiang Yuebai discovered that there is a big difference between the real grass and tree magic and the Xianzhi clan's skills. The Xianzhi clan is friendly to the human race, and the skills are passed down from the human race, so there is still the process of the human race to cast spells.
However, the real grass and tree magic does not require magic at all. The demon's spiritual consciousness is dispersed outside the body, communicating with nature with the ability of innate blood, and directly mobilizing natural power.
Just like the plant monsters, they are born with the ability to control and plunder plants that are weaker than themselves. They can also accelerate growth and recovery by absorbing water and light. Depending on the type of grass and trees, some are naturally poisonous and some are naturally healing.
Fortunately, the small Ganoderma lucidum on her head is equivalent to the demon's body, and she has swallowed three drops of Yuanjing. Her soul is as powerful as the grass demon of the same level, otherwise she would not be able to use even three small demons at the moment.
Jiang Yuebai twirled the vine bracelet on his hand. It was a small piece of ten thousand year old vine. It was not like the tree vines on the ancient banyan demon. The type was unknown.
This object is equivalent to a magic weapon, which can help her activate vines and magic in places where no plants grow. This vine is so strong that she cannot cut it off with a seventh-grade magic weapon.
It's a pity that the little Ganoderma lucidum is weak, and its own demonic power is not as huge as her own aura. The demonic power must be replenished after using the small demonic magic for about ten times. The big demonic magic cannot be used for the time being, and the level of Yunzhicao bloodline must be continued to increase.
"Huh? It seems like someone is coming."
Jiang Yuebai pressed her hand on the vine wall. Another innate ability of the Plant Demon is that wherever there are plants, the plants can become her 'eyes'.
At this moment, she could feel the criss-crossing plant veins on the ground, and waves of vibrations came from the places where people stepped on them, from far to near.
Not knowing who it was for the moment, Jiang Yuebai leaned against the vine wall, entangled in the vines and hidden in the wall.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps was heard. The man in scholar's robe was panting. He turned around to see the vines chasing him behind him suddenly retreating. He frowned in confusion, but he still breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to rest temporarily.
Kong Wenrang took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, which was exactly the same as the jade that Lu Nazhi gave Jiang Yuebai and the others to sense each other's positions during the Tianyan Sect competition.
Kong Wenrang felt it for a moment, sighed in disappointment, turned around and looked around, and found a purple flower bone on the vine wall.
Kong Wenrang's eyes brightened slightly, and he cautiously walked over to check.
puff!
A large amount of pollen suddenly spurted out from the flower bones, instantly filling the entire passage like smoke, blocking sight and blocking spiritual consciousness.
"The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August!"
The voice was clear, and the bleak cold wind rose from the ground. In an instant, all the pollen was blown away, the flying snow fell, and the green leaves on the high vine walls on both sides turned yellow and withered.
The vines flew and rolled towards Kong Wenrang.
"Talking with each other!"
He spun around to avoid it, and his awe-inspiring righteousness turned into a palm-sized golden sword light that shot out from his mouth. It was extremely sharp and cut off the vines.
More vines were controlled, and they targeted Kong Wenrang's body to attack and kill him.
He fought with words and swords for several rounds. Without warning, he was severely whipped away by the vines. He hit the vine wall and was immediately restrained by the vines.
The flowers are blooming, ready to spit out pollen.
Kong Wenrang's expression was stern, and he shouted loudly with a strong sense of righteousness in his chest.
"The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents!"
Zheng!
The golden sword light as big as a palm suddenly glowed in mid-air, and the frost and cold were approaching.
With a slash of the sword, the entire vine wall cracked inch by inch amid the golden sword light, which was horrifyingly powerful.
Kong Wenrang escaped from the trap, shook his head twice, and immediately ran away.
Jiang Yuebai walked out of the vine wall behind Kong Wenrang wearing a veil. The small Ganoderma lucidum above her head shook, and pollen flew into the sky, wrapping Kong Wenrang in it again.
burst!
Boom boom boom!
"Go into battle..."
Fire exploded and the earth shook.
Jiang Yuebai didn't hear clearly what Kong Wenrang said behind her, and only watched the fire light dissipate. Kong Wenrang's golden armor was in tatters and covered with traces of flames, and he was staring at her with full vigilance.
"It turns out that Confucianism cultivators just recite poetry. I've seen it."
Kong Wenrang recognized Jiang Yuebai and was afraid to retreat. A dark shadow flashed behind him, and a faceless puppet appeared, blocking the only way out.
Jiang Yuebai swung out the evil wind knife and approached step by step with a smile, "I also know poetry well, why don't we exchange a few lines?"
Kong Wenrang was already low on energy after being chased all the way. Now he was at a disadvantage two-on-one and could only find helpers!
He flicked his sleeves and shouted loudly,
"But the Flying General of Dragon City is here, no..."
"It's better to hang yourself on the southeast branch!" Jiang Yuebai stood up from the ground.
Kong Wenrang was shocked and his eyes widened, and he suddenly forgot the second half of the sentence.
Zheng!
The sword light and the sword light collided with sparks, and Kong Wenrang was knocked back by the force of the shock. The blood in his chest surged, and he drank with blood.
"Friends come from far away……"
"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!!"
puff!
Kong Wenrang spurted blood, and Jiang Yuebai slashed with a slash of flames.
(End of chapter)
