"Huh? This is it?"
When Yun Chuchu chased those souls to a cave, he found several black grasses next to the cave, which emitted a black light. This light was not like the failed shrubs he had seen before, but a gleaming light. It is bright, its leaves are like willow leaves, and the edges of the leaves are also faintly purple.
And those spirits surrounded those grass plants, as if they were afraid that Yun Chuchu would steal them.
Yun Chuchu's eyes lit up. This was actually the long-extinct soul-nourishing grass, the main ingredient in refining soul-nourishing pills.
The soul-nourishing pill can repair the soul.
Lingyun Continent only has recipes for soul-nourishing pills, but no elixirs. The reason is that the soul-nourishing grass has disappeared.
Without the soul nourishing pill, the injured monk's soul can only be healed slowly. In serious cases, the monk's soul may be dead before the soul is healed.
There are actually five soul-nurturing grasses here. Not to mention digging out five, but if she digs out one, she can cultivate more in the space.
Just as Yun Chuchu was walking toward the group of souls, several auras flew towards them.
She immediately stopped and looked back at the person.
"Yue Baifeng, take your life."
A voice shouting with spiritual power came very close from far away, and in the blink of an eye, two people and horses stopped not far from Yun Chuchu.
Yun Chuchu looked at the two opposing parties with interest.
It turned out that these two parties were both disciples of the Sword Sect, and one party was Yue Baifeng and his ten Lafeng subordinates, but there were only six of them at this moment.
The people on the other side were from the Sword Sect, and the leading disciple glared at Yue Baifeng with raised eyebrows.
Yue Beifeng carelessly pulled away the sword pointed at him and said with a smile: "Junior brother Li, you can't afford this young master's life. If I kill your sister, you guys will too." He killed four of my young master’s men, so it’s my young master who suffers the loss, and it’s you who should take the life.”
"Shit, how can those slaves compare with the fate of my sister?"
Li Jian was furious.
"It's so vulgar. They say that this young master is not worthy of publicity, and the tutor in Elder Li's family is nothing more than that."
Yue Baifeng still had that cynical look. After speaking, he turned to look at Yun Chuchu who was standing next to him watching the show, and then...
Yun Chuchu narrowed her eyes. This guy recognized her, couldn't he?
Even a pangolin can't see through her face-changing technique.
Well! She was overthinking it.
Yue Baifeng's consciousness only glanced at her, then looked past her to the soul-nurturing grass behind her. Those souls had long been scared away, and there were only a few eye-catching soul-nurturing grasses there.
The opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back. Yun Chuchu moved his feet and came to the soul-nurturing grass.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Before Yun Chuchu started digging, several sounds of breaking through the air were heard.
Yun Chuchu had no choice but to move her feet and move aside.
And those attacks landed at the feet where she was standing.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious, everyone who sees you has a share." Yue Baifeng's voice sounded.
Yun Chuchu rolled her eyes at him: "Fellow Taoist, it's all about first come, first served."
Yue Baifeng looked her up and down, "Isn't it true that whoever has the bigger fist is the right one, right? I am not the kind of person who is overbearing, so how about I give you one of my plants?"
After Yue Baifeng finished speaking, he looked at the soul-nurturing grasses. Although he didn't know the soul-nurturing grasses, his soul felt very comfortable as soon as his consciousness came close to them. This thing must be a good thing.
Moreover, when they first arrived, their spiritual consciousness clearly saw many souls surrounding the few grasses to prevent the female cultivator from picking them.
"Yue Baifeng, you said that everyone who meets you has a share, what about me?"
Li Jian and the disciples of Jian Zong all came over. Yue Baifeng didn't know the soul-nurturing grass, but he did, so he decided to share the pie.
Soul-nurturing grass, Li Jian's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He stared at Yue Baifeng. This soul-nurturing grass must be in his pocket. If Yue Baifeng dares not to give it, he will kill him. people.
As for Yun Chuchu, she is just an insignificant existence, and he has not taken her seriously yet.
Yue Baifeng didn't want to dump Li Jian, but judging from the killing intent flashing in Li Jian's eyes, these grasses were definitely extraordinary.
Then give him a shit and try to snatch the treasure from his pocket. This Li Jian is just looking for death.
He said with a smile: "This young master said that everyone who meets you will have a share, but you are not included. If you are sensible, go away."
You really think of yourself as an uncle, and you dare to kill him in the secret realm. You really think that he is a idiot. Killing his sister is just a warning to him. If you don't know better, I will kill Li Jian together.
Anyway, he is a dandy, regardless of whether he is Old Ancestor Li or Old Ancestor Zhang, if he cheats, no one can do anything to him. At most, he will be punished by me to spend ten years on the cliff.
It is quite cost-effective to kill the grandchildren of old man Li and spend ten years thinking about crossing the cliff. It saves you from having to eat and panic every day and jump around in front of the old man.
Hehe, he was helping the old man. Why did the old man say that he had to reward him secretly behind his back this time?
Yun Chuchu saw that the two people were at war with each other again, but she didn't say a word, and just watched the show as a transparent person next to them.
"Get out? Haha, what a loud tone. Others are afraid of you, young master, but I am not afraid of you. In this case, it is useless to talk more. I will definitely kill you today to satisfy the hatred in my heart."
Li Jian had an angry face, as if he could eat Yue Baifeng alive.
Yue Baifeng put away his cheerful face, and his brows were full of sinisterness. This Li Jian was really arrogant.
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in his hand. It was not his usual sword. The whole sword was surrounded by spiritual power. It looked like it was not an ordinary sword. He slashed at Li Jian without saying a word.
Li Jian had been wary of Yue Baifeng for a long time, knowing that he was just a crazy person who would not follow the routine, so he immediately swung his sword to fight with him.
Blades collided with each other, and their spiritual powers resisted each other.
The spiritual power flows on the blade, exuding a terrifying killing intent.
Li Jian was shocked, Yue Baifeng was so strong this month, and his murderous intent burst out in an instant, wrapping him up. Even his sword intent could not resist this power that seemed to come from the ancient times.
For a moment, Li Jian felt as if he was in an ethereal space, unable to sense anything around him.
Li Jian was shocked. The monk had lost his perception and could not use his spiritual consciousness. He was like a blind man, at the mercy of others.
The disciples of the Sword Sect who came with Li Jian were shocked when they saw it, and hurriedly swung their flying swords to attack Yue Baifeng in an attempt to save Li Jian.
However, Yue Baifeng's six followers were not vegetarians. They all waved their swords to face him, and in an instant the place became a battle.
Yun Chuchu was fascinated by the show. She looked at everyone's sword moves with her spiritual consciousness and gained insights from them.
At the Spiritual Medicine Peak, her master and disciples just let her use the sword, and no one gave her any guidance. She practiced on her own. This was a rare observation meeting.
Everyone here is a swordsman, and everyone's swordsmanship is pretty good.
At this moment, Yun Chuchu's eyes were all on Yue Baifeng. He made a beautiful turn, his figure was as graceful as a giant dragon, and his eyes were as cold as a dragon, with murderous intent.
(End of chapter)
