I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

"Wow!"

While Lu Xuan was still guessing, the black-scaled dragon beside him couldn't help but arch his long body and spit out a pile of monster meat residue.

"It has been like this for the past two months. Once I eat a little more monster meat, I will often vomit. Now I can only absorb spiritual energy to maintain body functions."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar behind him spoke out.

"During the period when I developed anorexia symptoms, I also tried many methods, such as changing the type of monster meat, changing the living environment of the black-scaled dragon, and even tested whether it was reacting due to pregnancy, but nothing was achieved. Effect."

When he saw Lu Xuan was silent, he couldn't help but ask.

"Nephew Lu, can you find anything?"

Lu Xuan thought about it in his heart, then turned around and replied.

"There are some clues, but it still needs to be verified."

"Master Uncle Yang, can I extract some blood essence from the Black Scale Jiao's body to test my idea?"

"No problem." Seeing Lu Xuan's confident tone, the middle-aged Confucian scholar replied definitely.

Lu Xuan was relieved. With his current perfect Qi cultivation, it was estimated that it would be difficult to break through the defense of this third-grade black-scaled dragon with ordinary means. Therefore, he had to seek the consent and help of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar controlled the ink-scaled dragon and used a cone-shaped magic weapon to pierce the ink-scaled armor. Lu Xuan took the opportunity to collect a full bottle.

Although he already knew the problem of the black-scaled dragon's anorexia, his words were unfounded. Only when the special characteristics of the dragon's bloodline were shown to Yang Qingfeng would he completely believe what he said.

In addition, Lu Xuan also had a little thought to see if he could take this opportunity to take away some of the essence and blood of the black scale dragon to improve the quality of the dragon vine.

"In order to slightly improve the quality of some dragon vines, I'm willing to go all out."

Lu Xuan sighed inwardly and focused on the fresh blood drawn from the body of the black-scaled dragon.

The blood was dark green, with flickering light spots, showing the richness of spiritual power it contained.

"Uncle Yang, I have been very interested in spiritual plant beasts since I was a child. I have read many classics about them and have a lot of experience in raising and planting them."

"I once saw habits similar to the black-scaled dragon in a classic. It is said that there is a monster named Qingmiao Chilong. Its eating habits are very different from those of ordinary dragons and dragons."

“I don’t like food like monster flesh and blood, but prefer spiritual fruits, spiritual leaves, etc.”

"I guess the situation of this black-scaled dragon is very similar to it."

Lu Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Qingmiao Chilong? But I am a black-scaled dragon, and I have nothing to do with Qingmiao Chilong."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"I wonder if there is anything evil or filthy in Uncle Master's hands? You will know the details once you try it."

Hearing this, the Confucian scholar took out a phalanx from his storage bag. The phalanx was gray-white, surrounded by black energy. The entire phalanx was tightly wrapped by a second-grade pure spirit talisman, which continuously eliminated the surrounding black energy.

He tore off the talisman, and immediately, the black energy surrounding his finger bones spread rapidly.

Lu Xuan placed the bottle not far above the phalanges and dripped a few drops of the blood of the ink scale dragon onto the gray phalanges.

As soon as the dark green blood landed on the gray-white finger bones, a hissing sound was heard instantly, and the black air around the blood dissipated a lot.

"The blood of the Black Scale Dragon can actually purify the evil atmosphere?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene. This completely went against his common sense of raising black-scaled dragons for many years.

"The blood of Qingmiao Chilong is special and has the ability to purify evil and filthy things, just like this situation now."

Lu Xuan said slowly.

"I'm a little impressed by what you said. It seems that I heard about Qingmiao Chilong's ability in this area a long time ago."

"It must have been more than ten years ago. At that time, a foundation-building monk from Lishan Sect came to visit, and he had a wonderful Chilong in his hand. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He was immersed in memories and instantly gritted his teeth.

"Damn old man Zhu, when he came to visit the sect, I kindly kept the spiritual beast he brought with him in the lake."

"His evil beast actually hooked up with my black-scaled dragon? And by chance, he gave birth to a little dragon with the blood of the Qingmiao Chi Dragon?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly clarified his thoughts and said with great annoyance.

Lu Xuan and Huang Yuan lowered their heads to prevent the middle-aged Confucian scholar from noticing their suppressed laughter.

He coughed, adjusted his mood, and spoke to comfort him.

"Uncle, misfortune and blessing depend on it. It was because of that experience that I was able to give birth to such a gifted black-scaled dragon."

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, the middle-aged monk's face brightened slightly, and he looked at the male dragon who had been guarding the female dragon with strange eyes.

The male dragon didn't know what was happening yet, but he still showed his warmest love to the mother dragon.

"What else can you do? Just make do with it."

He stopped talking and sighed softly.

"So, what this black-scaled dragon hates is only the flesh and blood of monster beasts, and it wants to feed on spiritual fruits and spiritual leaves?"

"That's right, due to the gradual influence of the Qingmiao Chilong's bloodline, the black-scaled dragon has become more and more repulsive to flesh and blood, and has even begun to have vomiting reactions. This problem can be solved by simply raising spiritual fruits."

The spiritual fruit is fed to the fierce-natured black-scaled dragon, which sounds rather fragmented, but the fact is before us.

Lu Xuan took out a few spiritual fruits from the storage bag and brought them to the mouth of the thin black-scaled dragon.

The black-scaled dragon smelled the clear fragrance coming from the spiritual fruit in front of his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but swallow a large mouthful of saliva.

His tongue stretched out and rolled several spiritual fruits into his belly.

The three of them waited aside for a while. The black-scaled dragon that swallowed the spirit fruit did not show any vomiting reaction as before. On the contrary, its movements became more lively.

"It turns out that the problem lies here. This black-scaled dragon looked like everything was normal, but he didn't expect that he had the blood of the Qingmiao Chilong in his body."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help but lamented that after discovering the problem, the solution was extremely simple, but no one could have imagined that the black-scaled dragon, which feeds on the flesh and blood of monsters, would go against its normal behavior and eat spiritual fruits and leaves instead.

"Uncle Yang, what about the remaining essence and blood of the black-scaled dragon?"

Lu Xuan saw the opportunity, holding a bottle containing most of the blood essence, and asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"The reason why the anorexia problem of the black-scaled dragon was solved this time is all due to you, nephew Lu. I will leave this blood to you, which can be used to make talismans, refine elixirs and so on."

"I'll get another reward later."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a smile.

"Thank you, uncle!" Lu Xuan thanked him hurriedly and put the blood of the black-scaled dragon into the storage bag very naturally.

He looked at the black-scaled dragon who returned to the male dragon with satisfaction, and a sudden thought occurred in his mind.

"This black-scaled dragon can only live in an environment with pure and single spiritual energy. It also loves spiritual fruits and spiritual leaves, and its shiny black scales..."

“Environmentalism, add vegetarianism, add skin color…”

"The buff stack is almost full..."