Beast

The Essence of Rehmannia glutinosa is a middle-grade spiritual creature with earth attributes. The one sealed in a blue wooden bottle is in its infancy stage. Only monks with earth spirit roots can refine it. With the petrification characteristics of the Essence of Rehmannia glutinosa, even those in the infancy stage can

The essence of Rehmannia glutinosa can also turn an ordinary person into a stone.

As the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa grows and acquires the true power of spiritual objects with good character in the spiritual level, ordinary people will turn into a handful of gravel with just a slight touch. Even monks with the same level of cultivation will be invaded by the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa.

If stained, the mild case will lose the ability to move, and the severe case will turn into a stubborn stone.

The essence of Rehmannia glutinosa in the blue wooden bottle is precious because it is at the middle level of the spiritual level, and it is also in its infancy, so it is relatively easy to be refined and subdued by monks.

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment after being told this, and was secretly happy in his heart. "I actually got this kind of spiritual object, and I didn't pay much for it." Immediately, loneliness surged in his heart. No matter how magical the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa was, he didn't even know it.

With spiritual roots, let alone earth spiritual roots, only earth spiritual roots can refine the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa.

He squinted at Zhuang Yu, whose complexion was gradually recovering. There was a look of happiness on his face, but he was sighing. Compared with being lucky to have saved his life, he was sighing that he had spent such a huge price to make a wedding dress for someone.

He was excited in his heart and ignored Zhuang Yu's emotions. "Even if you don't need it, you can still exchange it for spiritual stones. It must be worth a lot of money."

I had no use for the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa, and I had no intention of returning it. How could such a spiritual thing be willing to give it away? I couldn't help but tighten my clothes tightly to avoid losing the Sumeru gourd.

[***] The sound of fighting outside the swamp was not as intense as before. Yang Qing listened carefully and said to himself with a slight relaxation in his heart, "Such a fight consumes a lot of real energy and physical strength. After such a long time, both sides are extremely exhausted.

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Zhongru Essence contains unparalleled vitality, and with the assistance of the Great Return Pill and the Small Return Pill, Zhuang Yu recovered from his injuries quickly and was now able to move freely. He couldn't help but look up at the sky with worry and resentment.

[***] The swamp was shrouded in a thick miasma. Nothing could be seen with the naked eye, and the spiritual sense could not detect it either. Zhuang Yu was still frightened by the smell of the miasma.

The sound of fighting outside became weaker and weaker as time went by. In less than an hour, the sound of fighting was already inaudible.

In such a hot weather, being in the miasma is undoubtedly equivalent to being placed in a steamed bun steamer for a suffocating meal. Moreover, the fire is getting stronger and stronger. Even though the two of them are not weak, they feel it at this time.

Waves of irritability.

Zhuang Yu was able to move around freely, with an anxious look on his face as he paced repeatedly on this small fallen rock.

Yang Qing's excitement about getting the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa has not dissipated, and the situation at this time can't help but cast a shadow on his heart. He is slightly depressed, frowning and thinking about how to escape.

Once everyone outside [***] Marsh knows that the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa is in his body, then the Shuangxiong Village will definitely try their best to kill him in order to snatch the spiritual object. And a group of monks came with Zhuang Yu

His attitude is unpredictable.

Zhuang Yu returned safely. It is very unlikely that the monks from the Zhuang family will continue to fight in the two heroes' stronghold. The most likely one is to turn back and leave, and it is more likely that they will turn the blame on him.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart, "People's hearts are separated from each other, so we have to be on guard. We can't bet our lives on them. We can only seek safety when both parties are weak..."

Zhuang Yu was furious. However, he could fly with a weapon. Without the protection of the Dark Soul Stone, he could not leave the [***] swamp. He looked at Yang Qing eagerly and said with a hint of pleading, "Fellow Taoist, can you give me a gift?"

Procedure"

After listening to these words, Yang Qing thought of a way to escape. After thinking about it carefully, he thought it was very feasible. The depression in his heart dissipated, and then the idea of ​​extorting some spiritual stones suddenly appeared. As soon as it emerged, he couldn't help but scare himself. After experiencing this,

Many things have happened, and my honest and honest attitude has quietly changed.

Asking for some spiritual stones at this time will undoubtedly bring the monks of the banker into confrontation, so this idea came and went quickly, and he said happily, "take me out of a safe place with your royal weapon..."

After a brief discussion, the two decided to reveal their intentions outside the [***] Swamp first. In this way, the Zhuang monks would definitely try their best to stop the people from the Shuangxiong Village. As long as the two of them appeared behind the Zhuang monks, they would be safe.

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Yang Qing had his own thoughts in mind. The monk rapidly consumed his physical strength and true energy, making it easier for him to escape.

This is the right time, and no one from the outside is given a chance to recover. The dark green light of the Dark Souls Stone in his hand is shining brightly, and he has given a signal.

There is a stir in the outside world and attention has been paid to this place.

Zhuang Yu summoned a long khaki sword, and the two of them stood on it so as not to appear crowded, moved slowly, and signaled again.

"boom!"

With the violent sound of real energy clashing, they were already fighting in one place.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of monks moving quickly from outside could be heard faintly.

A land-grabbing battle has begun, and the place the monks are snatching is the edge where Yang Qing enters the [***] Swamp.

"Are you leaving?!" Zhuang Yu asked eagerly.

"Wait!" Yang Qing looked solemn, suppressing his pounding heart and speaking harshly.

The sounds of killing from the outside world, the sounds of the collision of true energy, the sounds of magical weapons clashing, the sounds of screams and pain, and the sounds of rocks cracking all gathered together.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Zhuang Yu asked impatiently.

"Wait!" Yang Qing's tone remained unchanged, and he had some concerns in his heart.

"Zhuang Yu, come out!" came the middle-aged man's violent shout, his voice trembling.

"Wait!" Yang Qing said stiffly before Zhuang Yu could make any move.

Zhuang Yu looked back with a puzzled expression. Seeing Yang Qing's insistent expression, he could only wait anxiously.

The fighting in the outside world is still fierce, but it can be judged from the sound of killing cries that the monks are extremely tired and at the end of their strength.

"Let's go!" Yang Qing shouted coldly.

"Whoosh!"

Zhuang Yu waited for these words for a long time, then he held the two men with the khaki long sword and rushed out at high speed. The miasma was surging and had a faint green light, making it difficult to invade the two men.

The distance of several tens of feet was slow when arriving, but it only took a few breaths to return.

"Woo!"

The miasma rolled violently and made a roaring sound, reaching the edge of [***] Swamp.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the khaki long sword carried the two of them out of the [***] swamp, Yang Qing shouted, and without Zhuang Yu replying, he jumped off the long sword with both feet.

"Peng, Peng"

When the body landed on the ground, it popped up again and headed straight to the northwest. The dirt and rocks were flying, and the speed had reached the limit. He did not check the fighting situation and casualties on both sides, and just kept running.

"Ouch!"

Yellow and black tiger stripes covered his body, his solemn eyes turned into strange red pupils, and his speed skyrocketed again.

Before the monks could understand the situation, Yang Qing had already ran a hundred feet away.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With his feet trampling on the rocks and using his strength on the trees, he ran faster than a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm could fly with all his weapons.

"stop!"

Several angry shouts were heard, followed by several figures chasing after them with weapons, all of them monks from the Shuangxiong Village. However, the monks from the banker's expressions changed, but they did not try hard to intercept them.

"call out!"

A five-foot arrow shot through the air.

However, all the cultivators were tired. Even Xiong Zhennan was extremely tired. The flying speed of his weapons and arrows were not as fast as before.

Yang Qing's heart was filled with many emotions other than violence, and the speed did not slow down, flickering flexibly.

Between the mountains and forests, the effectiveness of the arrows was greatly hindered. They were already blocked by rocks before they even got close, and the pursuing Purple Mansion Realm monks were left far away.

"It's you!" Xiong Zhenbei looked surprised at first, then turned extremely ugly after he saw the person running towards him clearly.

The trees and rocks retreated quickly. No one was chasing behind them, and there was no sound of fighting. The beast transformation was gradually lifted, the mood returned to normal, and the consciousness penetrated into the Sumeru gourd. I couldn't help but feel proud, but I didn't dare to relax.

He stepped away and continued running.

During this period, I took a few spiritual fruits and ran at full speed for thirty or forty miles before slowing down.

"Huhu..."

It would be better to walk ten miles than go up a slope, and running at such a high speed is not suitable for rushing. Yang Qing couldn't help but pant. When he stopped, he was sweating and dripping down his chin on the ground.

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The whole slightly rough face seemed to have been washed by water. He let go of his consciousness and was alert to the area of ​​100 feet in radius. He scanned the surrounding environment with tired eyes. Only then did the solemnity, uneasiness and tension dissipate, and the whole person couldn't help but relax.

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"Haha!" He felt happy in his heart, not caring at all about who would live or die among the monks on both sides of [***] Swamp. He turned over his hand and took out a five-inch-high cyan wooden bottle, put it in his hand and played with it.

The cyan wooden bottle is a low-grade magic weapon, specially refined for the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa. There is no need to break the seal, and you can know the internal situation by dripping blood to identify the owner. If you cut your finger, the blood droplets will be sucked in instantly. After a moment of concentration, you will be stunned.

The situation inside the bottle is clear at a glance.

The waxy yellow mud squirms slightly, and all the tiny gravels gather into a whole, which is not dispersed and has no fixed shape. If it is poured into an inch-high wine cup, it will only be half full.

Silt is sealed, and no matter how you look at it, there will be no reaction.

"Is this the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa?" Yang Qing didn't quite believe it and said doubtfully.

It can be seen that all the gravel seems to form a living thing, and I can't help but believe it a little bit.

"How many spirit stones can they be worth?" Yang Qing secretly thought excitedly. Only after leaving the danger zone did he dare to truly relax. "It should be worth several thousand spirit stones."

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little elated. This is nothing more than a windfall.

Yang Qing knew very little about spiritual things, so it was difficult to determine the value of Rehmannia glutinosa essence in its infancy. After all, spiritual things were rare and had no fixed value, and the value would fluctuate greatly according to the needs of the monks.

"Don't get carried away. If it weren't for the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa and the middle-grade spiritual level, it would be such an empty joy." Yang Qing appeased the excited emotions in his heart.

Zhuang Yu said that this thing was a medium-grade earth-attributed spirit called Rehmannia glutinosa, and given the situation at that time, he couldn't risk deception. Therefore, the possibility of it being true was extremely high, but in order to avoid being overjoyed, he decided to

Take proper precautions.

"Golden Scale Fruit!"

This thing is of genuine value, that's for sure. I took it out and put it in the palm of my hand, and the suppressed excitement surged up again.

It is quite heavy to buy, very wrinkled and tough, with a slightly hard texture, like an apple that has been exposed to the sun for three days. Only the gold and silver colors make it stand out.

“It’s not a good place to stay for a long time, it’s best to leave as soon as possible”

After watching for a while, the sweat all over my body dried up, and I continued on my way.

"Let's take a detour," he said to himself helplessly, with joy still hidden in his expression.

There are so many monks in the Zhenlong Mountains and they have offended Shuangxiong Village, so Yang Qing plans not to go further into the Zhenlong Mountains, but to cross diagonally and rush to Yanjing.