I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Lu Xuan observed for a while, then came to the pile of broken walls and took out a jade seal given to him by Sun Yunming from the storage bag. After being activated, the jade seal gushed out layers of spiritual light and fell on the wall. There were ripples.

A passage with only room for one person appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

He didn't hesitate and quickly entered the passage.

What came into view was a dim area. There were not many monks in it. There seemed to be more than a hundred people, all of whom were observing the many materials on the stalls.

Lu Xuan was silent and walked slowly on the path between the stalls, observing the goods on both sides of the stalls attentively.

The treasures sold above have a completely different style from those outside Black Star City, with all kinds of strange materials, damaged magic weapon arrays that even have black and red blood stains, and a lot of yin energy. At first glance, they are not serious things.

He looked around and finally stopped in front of a stall.

"Fellow Taoist, what is the origin of this bell-shaped magic weapon?"

The stall owner's appearance was hidden in a thick black mist. Lu Xuan pointed to a magic weapon on the stall and asked him.

The magic weapon is a large green and black mottled bell, with countless ghosts densely packed inside. When you get closer, there seems to be an endless wail of ghosts in your ears.

"This is a fourth-grade magic weapon, the Death Bell. There are countless ghosts and resentments sealed in it. When fighting the enemy, they can be released to interfere with and besiege the opponent."

The stall owner introduced to Lu Xuan in a rough voice.

"I'm somewhat interested, but what's the price?"

Lu Xuan looked at the green and black bell and asked curiously.

Recently, we have collected a lot of monster meat, essence, blood, etc. However, since this has always been a group activity, it is not easy to use a soul-inducing lamp to summon souls, so we have not gotten many ghosts and resentments.

In the small courtyard of the underworld, the Holy Infant Fruit, the Yin Weeping Wood, and the Soul-Burning Flower are all big soul eaters. The ghosts in this Soul Bell Magic Artifact can be used to transition for a period of time.

"If Fellow Taoist is interested, I can take away the six thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

"Six thousand, a fourth-grade magic weapon is a little more expensive."

"Although I don't know how many ghosts there are in this soul bell, it can only deal with those low-level monks. If it is used to deal with the same-level monks, it will probably have little effect."

"Okay, five thousand two hundred spirit stones, what do fellow Taoists think?"

Lu Xuan followed his usual practice and made a big chop.

The two argued for a while and finally settled the deal for 5,600 low-grade spiritual stones.

"There's no need to worry too much about ghosts or anything like that for the time being."

He put the Bell of Souls artifact into his storage bag and sighed secretly.

"Others who use this kind of evil magic weapon are direct attacks and vicious methods.

But I was used to cultivate those evil spiritual plants without spilling blood. I was really too kind. "

"There is no other way. It's all about farming."

Lu Xuan was filled with emotions. If anyone knew that a rare fourth-grade evil magic weapon was used by him to cultivate spiritual plants, he would definitely be scolded for wasting natural resources.

"It's a pity that others don't understand the joy of being a spiritual planter."

After buying this soul bell artifact, Lu Xuan was in a good mood. He felt that the trip was worthwhile and continued to observe carefully at various stalls.

Suddenly, the demon vine that shrunk in size and was hidden in his robe stretched out a small gray-black vine and gently tapped Lu Xuan's elbow.

Lu Xuan's mind focused on it, and he immediately got the ideas it conveyed.

"You said there was a special spiritual seed in the place you just passed by?"

He frowned slightly.

"What kind of spiritual seed can't be distinguished by a spiritual planter like me who cultivates countless spiritual plants?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and he finally chose the Demonic Vine, which is extremely sensitive to spiritual seeds and the like.

You know, it helped find many rare and high-grade spiritual plants in the spiritual field.

He pretended to turn back and came to a stall inadvertently.

The materials on the stall were strange and weird, including all kinds of demonic bones, blood essences, skin bags, etc. There was no trace of any spiritual species at all.

The stall owner was a middle-aged monk with a dull expression, but Lu Xuan sensed a dangerous aura in him and did not dare to explore more, looking down at the various materials on the stall.

"Fellow Taoist, can I take a closer look? These materials are not very familiar to me."

he asked the stall owner.

The stall owner nodded slightly in agreement.

Lu Xuan pretended to pick up a leather bag with strange pupils. After examining it carefully, he put it down and continued to examine another piece of material.

When he picked up a fang-shaped skeleton, the demonic vine hidden in his robe gently tapped his arm.

Lu Xuan felt happy, but his expression did not change at all.

The skeleton in his hand looked like a broken fang, with a dark light emerging from the surface, and an evil aura seemed to be hidden inside.

"Still can't see any spiritual seed content."

Although he was thinking this, Lu Xuan decided to believe in Yaogui Teng for once and asked aloud.

"Fellow Taoist, where do these fangs come from? What is their function?"

"It was obtained from hunting a demon. It contains strong demonic energy. It is probably a fifth-grade material. It is a rare treasure for some monks who practice demonic arts."

The dull middle-aged monk said slowly.

"If you are interested, you can take away 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

"This is too expensive. If it is really a fifth-grade material, the price is quite reasonable, but fellow Taoist fellows can't guarantee it themselves. How can I dare to take that risk?"

Lu Xuan shook his head, not quite agreeing with the price.

"Well, how about I buy this skeleton with seven thousand spirit stones?"

"Eight thousand, the lowest price."

The middle-aged monk simply left a sentence, then stopped talking and stood quietly behind the stall.

Lu Xuan tried to lower the price, but when the stall owner was unmoved, he had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, eight thousand is eight thousand."

He took out eighty middle-grade spiritual stones, handed them to the middle-aged monk, and took the black fang skeleton from his hand.

After buying the unknown spiritual seed, Lu Xuan continued to wander in the black market for a while. He returned to Black Star City after failing to find the new treasure he wanted.

He found a deserted corner, restored his original appearance, and returned to the small courtyard.

"I want to see who you are, even I missed it."

He came to the spiritual field and couldn't wait to take out the black bones and plant them into the spiritual soil.

His mind was focused on the skeleton, and a thought emerged in his mind.

[The skeletal demon seed, level 6, contains a trace of the original aura of the alien demon skeletal demon. The demon is usually planted into the body of the skeleton demon under his command to absorb all kinds of magical bone marrow essence. When mature, it can absorb the refined demon seed and seize the special contents inside. Demonic energy greatly promotes one's own growth and realizes the innate magical powers. 】

[The body of flesh and blood is used as the spiritual field, all kinds of bones are used as nutrients, and the bones are combined with magical powers. 】

"Sixth grade!"

When the thought disappeared, Lu Xuan was overjoyed at first, but soon fell into deep thought.

"Demon seed? What is it? Looking at the information that appears in my mind, it seems too overbearing."

He couldn't help but think.