"If the ice is forcibly broken, the monster will probably escape instantly. Judging from how weird it is, whoever tries to break the ice will be in danger..."
Such thoughts flashed through Chen Mo's mind, and soon he was left with deep worry.
Of course it's not because of Meng Qianqiu, but because of the endless series of restrictions in the secret realm.
They were almost easily eliminated at this first level. Who knows how many traps are waiting behind?
Meng Qianqiu saw that Chen Mo was reluctant to step into the medicine garden, so he asked excitedly: "Are you scared?"
"Are you talking about yourself?"
Chen Mo knew that the spiritual contract agreement was over, and it was time to speak openly. He took a step back and muttered:
"Meng Qianqiu, you used to consume a lot. After your current recovery, your total spiritual power should be around 40%. Don't deny it in a hurry. Listen to me."
"To be honest, compared to you now, Zhao and you are just like brothers. If you and I fight, life and death will be inevitable within three moves. Even if we include each other's hidden methods, it won't take half a column in total." The fragrance is over.”
"What do you want to say?"
Although he despised Zhao Ping's acting style, within a few days, Meng Qianqiu had fully understood his caution and difficulty.
Even the subtle state of the opponent is secretly remembered in his heart. Such monks are rare!
Chen Mo still overestimated Meng Qianqiu. At this time, she had an old injury and could only perform less than 30% of her level. She couldn't use three moves, and one move could make the difference between life and death.
Chen Mo said bluntly: "I hope fellow Taoist Qianqiu can restrain himself, especially in this situation where we have gained nothing, and stop fighting each other secretly!"
"On the one hand, I have to be wary of the restrictions left by the original owner of this place, and on the other hand, I have to be wary of your plot. It's too tiring. If you really want to fight to the death, wait until we all get the treasures, and then we will have a showdown. Isn’t it too late?”
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves missing you. It is better to say something clearly, lest Meng Qianqiu think of using a stumbling block to harm him again.
Anyway, Chen Mo planned to run away as soon as he got the treasure and never get involved with her again, so naturally he wouldn't have to risk his life.
As for what Meng Qianqiu got, Chen Mo never thought of monopolizing it. He had already given up the idea of killing the other party after a sneak attack on the turtle shell failed.
Meng Qianqiu gave a rare smile and said, "Are you giving in to me?"
Chen Mo said: "If you say yes, then so be it."
"Okay! Then I will spare your life first, and I will do as you say. As long as a rare treasure appears, then we will have the capable person to occupy it."
"Sure enough, talking to smart people saves effort!"
Chen Mo naturally nodded in agreement. He wanted to delay the treasure hunt and escape, while Meng Qianqiu wanted to take the opportunity to recover and deal with Chen Mo immediately.
Both of them have each other's thoughts, and it would be best for Chen Mo to bring it up at this moment.
Chen Mo and the other two pushed open the door and entered. As expected, this was an abandoned medicine garden. As a deacon for many years, he could naturally see the secrets.
"It's all withered..."
Meng Qianqiu picked up a handful of brown soil, and there were rotten roots of a plant in it.
There was more than one plant, and there were dry and rotten plants all over the place, as well as patches of black and red sap. They also stepped on a lot of smelly sap under their feet.
Chen Mo looked at the land where elixirs were planted. The space was quite large, enough to be the size of a top-grade herb garden in the sect. He thought for a moment and said directly: "Go to the back mountain."
"What are you going there for?" Meng Qianqiu asked.
"I took a look at the terrain. Only if there is running water for irrigation in the back mountain, can this medicinal garden have the possibility of flourishing. Since it is withered, the herbs next to the living water of the Lingquan in the back mountain may survive."
The two of them left as soon as they said they were going, galloping at full speed during the Qi Refining period, and soon they arrived at the back mountain, and the scene in front of them almost made the two people who saw them move their hands!
"More than forty thousand-year-old elixir!!!"
Without man-made wanton destruction, these herbs are irrigated by sufficient spiritual energy. Over the course of thousands of years, they have grown to an incredible height, and each plant is several times larger than other herbs in the outside world!
"What a pity! There is no precious thousand-year-old elixir..."
Chen Mo sighed in his heart. He recognized most of the herbs in front of him. Almost all of them were common varieties in the world of cultivation. They were planted casually. Even if he spent some time, it was impossible to find them in the secular world.
But even so, if the two of them split the herb equally, they would both receive a considerable amount of spiritual stone income.
"Seventy-three cents." Meng Qianqiu said in an unarguable tone.
"Am I Qi?" Chen Mo asked.
Meng Qianqiu sneered.
"I made you laugh!" Chen Mo snorted secretly in his heart. He drew his sword suddenly and cut off a thousand-year-old spiritual grass in an instant.
Being severely damaged by the sharp blade, this spiritual grass instantly lost its spirituality and its value plummeted. It could only be sold as an ordinary medicinal herb that had been used for decades.
"None of us will accept this unreasonable agreement again!" Chen Mo said with a serious expression.
Meng Qianqiu also threw out a flying blade, and Chen Mo did not stop him. He watched the two herbs being smashed to pieces.
"Are you the only one with a bad temper?" Meng Qianqiu glanced sideways at Chen Mo.
Having said that, Meng Qianqiu hoped in her heart that Chen Mo would stop taking action.
This was a complete waste of spirit stones. She originally wanted to give Chen Mo a blow, but who knew that this guy didn't even negotiate the price and just started taking action!
"Fifty-five points, if you don't agree, then no one can take it!"
Chen Mo also broke his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach, his heart was bleeding. These are all white spiritual stones!
"Walk!"
The two hit it off immediately, each dodged an area. Chen Mo took the lead and connected the dots in the soil with a few swishes, and he took a fresh herb in his hand.
But then, a surprising scene appeared.
As Chen Mo's medicinal herbs were unearthed, the remaining thirty or so spiritual herbs withered in an instant, leaving no room for rescue and turning into the same waste and filth as before.
"what have you done?!!"
Meng Qianqiu was rarely furious, but the next moment, she saw the pensive doubt in Chen Mo's eyes, and her anger gradually dropped.
"This is a problematic planting land!" Chen Mo's eyes were bright: "When planting, all the spiritual grasses share a spiritual vein. Once one of them is pulled out, the rest will automatically die!"
No wonder there are no rare and rare spiritual herbs...
At this moment, Chen Mo finally realized that rare spiritual plants could not grow here at all, so the owner of the medicine garden did not plant them here!
Meng Qianqiu also understood. She was already smart and sensitive, but after being nudged by Chen Mo, combined with the previous events, a cruel truth emerged:
A certain thousand-year-old elixir in the back mountain was the key thing that would be used next. They picked one at random, and all the rest perished, which meant that even if they made the wrong choice, there was no way back!
"The answer is still in that letter, but unfortunately it has been burned by Zhao Ping..."
Meng Qianqiu suddenly felt infinite regret in her heart.
She was the only one who thought of this. Chen Mo had also thought of this despite his calculations, but there was no turning back when he opened his bow. Even if there was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den ahead, the two of them had to break through.
"Are there any treasures left, Garden Master Zhao?" Meng Qianqiu asked.
There are also monks who specialize in planting elixir gardens in Jiusha Palace, but they are called differently. Fuyun Sect calls them deacons, and Jiusha Palace calls them garden owners.
"Be able to identify spiritual herbs, understand elixirs, have advanced cultivation, be thoughtful, act in a low-key manner, and be patient..."
Although Meng Qianqiu disliked this person, after seeing him like this, she had placed Chen Mo's estimate at a very high level.
"Maybe, this person is still a direct disciple of a certain Nascent Soul. It would be better if I killed him and no one would know about it. Once the news is revealed, it will bring a lot of trouble to the master..."
Meng Qianqiu had already made up his mind. Either he would not kill him and give him a small punishment, or he would kill him by eradicating the roots. There was absolutely no third possibility.
She is not as bloodthirsty as the rumors say. Killing is just a means to achieve her goal. If there is a more labor-saving method, she will choose it without hesitation.
In other words, if she was really a stupid young person who only knew how to kill, she would have been cleaned up by those great monks long ago.
It was only through rumors that spread from one person to another that she gained the reputation of the female devil.
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