I rely on length to cultivate immortality

In a blink of an eye, there was less than a month left before the Hundred Arts Competition, and Li Xiuchang was about to set off.

At this time, another good news came, the giant Youhan grass finally bloomed!

After Li Xiuchang formed the elixir, the effect of mana fertilization was more powerful. With the help of spring dew day and night watering, the giant Youhan grass grew rapidly and bloomed many years earlier than expected!

Strictly speaking, the giant Youhan grass can no longer be called "grass", but should be directly called "Youhan tree".

Now it has grown into a three-meter-high tree!

The trunk is thick, the branches are dense, and it exudes a strong cold air. Only shade-loving spiritual plants can be planted near it, and other spiritual plants cannot survive.

The branches of the tree are full of Youhan flowers, which are several times larger than ordinary Youhan flowers!

Li Xiuchang stood under the tree with a satisfied smile on his face, like an old farmer who saw a good harvest.

Let alone the size of the flowers, just the number of Youhan flowers on the tree, one tree is comparable to the output of twenty Youhan grasses in his yard.

Now it's time to test the efficacy of the large Youhan flower.

Li Xiuchang picked a few Youhan flowers at the first time and fed them to the Paw Patrol members and Su Qingchun.

As a result, the elderly and children said that they were good after inhaling them.

"The effect is about five times that of ordinary Youhan flowers." Su Qingchun said.

Li Xiuchang was delighted. It seemed that the ghost army under his command was about to take off.

Wangcai came over and shook his tail wildly, indicating that he wanted more.

The ghost wolf king on the side stared at Wangcai with contempt and whispered: "Those who wag their tails to beg for mercy are ashamed to be with them!"

Li Xiuchang heard it and threw another large Youhan flower to Wangcai.

The ghost wolf king's eyes glowed green, but he still said stubbornly: "Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat..."

"Eat double the meat." Li Xiuchang threw another Youhan flower to Wangcai.

"Wolf king, times have changed. Now as long as you wag your tail well, you can have a bite of food wherever you go." Li Xiuchang said earnestly.

The wolf king thought about the scene of himself shaking his tail, and felt humiliated. But when he thought about what would happen if Wangcai was stronger than him and gave him orders and bossed him around, he felt even more humiliated.

So, his tail also shook stiffly.

Well learned... Li Xiuchang also threw a Youhan flower to encourage him.

Su Qingchun, who was standing by, heard this and thought, are you trying to point at me?

Youhan flower is a holy product that has no harm to the ghosts. It can not only enhance the strength of the ghosts, but also eliminate the evil spirits.

The only drawback is that it is only a second-level spiritual medicine. After the ghosts reach the third level, it will be a bit useless to absorb it.

But now the large-sized Youhan flower is more effective, which makes up for this shortcoming.

Or in other words, the current Youhan tree itself is already a third-level spiritual plant, and the Youhan flower it blooms is also a third-level spiritual medicine.

Li Xiuchang did not pick all the Youhan flowers, but kept some.

He wanted to see if the seeds produced after the flowers of the Youhan tree withered could directly grow the Youhan tree.

If it can be planted, he can save a lot of length when he wants to plant the Youhan tree on a large scale in the future.

Li Xiuchang distributed the Youhan flowers that he had just picked to the Paw Patrol and Su Qingchun in a certain proportion.

Among them, Su Qingchun, Wangcai, and the three souls of the Yinhun Wolf King received the most, after all, the three of them are the main force under Li Xiuchang.

Especially Su Qingchun, who is now the chief steward under Li Xiuchang, in charge of all the Yinhun, and has shared a lot of affairs for Li Xiuchang.

Wangcai, the Yinhun Wolf King, and Su Qingchun's three souls broke through to the late second stage not long ago.

However, the evil spirits in Li Xiuchang's rainbow soul flag have been eaten almost.

He promised to follow Brother Chen Changsheng to go out to do tasks after the Hundred Arts Competition, and he also wanted to find the evil spirits on the way.

"By the way, give these Youhan flowers to the two evil spirits."

Li Xiuchang gave some Youhan flowers to Su Qingchun alone.

The two demon cultivator ghosts have been raised to be fat and white. They are now in the late second stage, and their cultivation is higher than Su Qingchun's three souls. As long as they are promoted to the third stage, Li Xiuchang will be ready to sharpen his knife.

Su Qingchun nodded meaningfully, vaguely guessing Li Xiuchang's plan, and took the Youhan flower.

Then he asked tentatively: "Sir, do you remember those incomplete poems before?"

You are still thinking about it... Li Xiuchang pretended to be silent and said: "I remember some of them."

Su Qingchun has been busy and dedicated during this period. Li Xiuchang has also seen it. He is responsible for the daily work of removing the evil spirits of hundreds of ghosts, and also has to manage and train those ghosts. Li Xiuchang will naturally give some rewards appropriately.

He promised to give Su Qingchun more poems later, but he has been too busy recently, so this matter has been put on hold.

Now that Su Qingchun mentioned it, he took out a pen and paper and said, "I remembered the second half of the previous "Linjiangxian". I'll write it for you now."

When the pill was formed, the pill was connected to the heaven and earth, which made Li Xiuchang seem to have a glimpse of reincarnation in a flash, and saw many forgotten pasts, and some memories that existed in the dead corners of memory were also dug out.

So some poems that he had read and memorized in the past were also recalled now.

Li Xiuchang picked up the pen to write, and the dog-claw-crawling font was also unrestrained and uninhibited in Su Qingchun's own filter. It has a unique style.

"I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, the two-layer heart-shaped silk dress, and the pipa strings talked about lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it once shone on the colorful clouds returning."

Su Qingchun showed satisfaction on his face, and the hole in his heart was finally filled.

At the same time, he was more and more certain that these poems were written by Li Xiuchang.

Otherwise, how could he write them fluently now if he couldn't remember them before?

"I had a high opinion of myself before, and I didn't know Mr. Li's talent. I was disrespectful to him. I'm afraid that he deliberately criticized me. Now that I have made the revisions, he wrote the next part to me." Su Qingchun guessed in his heart.

He tried to ask: "Have you remembered the latter part of "Spring River Moon Night"?"

Li Xiuchang thought that writing one poem was also writing, and writing two poems was also writing, so he wrote the complete "Spring River Moon Night".

This further confirmed Su Qingchun's guess.

Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why Li Xiuchang had forgotten everything before, but remembered everything now.

Su Qingchun read the poems on the paper carefully and gradually immersed himself in them.

Li Xiuchang didn't have the patience to accompany him to study, and asked, "Does Mr. Su have any questions?"

"Yes." Su Qingchun blurted out, with some gossip on his face, "Who is Xiaoping?"

From this "Linjiangxian", it can be seen that the author is obviously obsessed with this girl named "Xiaoping".

Su Qingchun didn't expect that Li Xiuchang, who is not very old, actually had a lingering and unrequited love.

Li Xiuchang looked strange: How should I know?

You ask me, who should I ask?

"I'll tell you when I remember it." He said casually.

Seeing that Li Xiuchang was unwilling to say more, Su Qingchun also expressed his understanding. Not everyone is willing to share their emotional experience, especially if it may be a love injury.

Su Qingchun returned to the Rainbow Soul Banner and divided the Youhan Flower given by Li Xiuchang to the two demon cultivators.

Fan Liang and Tang Yan took the Youhan Flower and immediately expressed their gratitude to Li Xiuchang and their loyalty.

"Thank you for your gift, Master. We are willing to die for you."

Su Qingchun sneered in his heart. These two souls were both dead and had no souls. It was just nonsense to show loyalty.

But this attitude is worth learning. If he had the same attitude, I believe Mr. Li would not criticize him.

"Mr. Su." Tang Yan suddenly said, "Are we almost finished eating the evil spirits?"

"Yes." Su Qingchun nodded without disguising, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yan said sincerely: "Master has always cultivated us carefully. We have never lacked various treasures and resources. I have nothing to repay you. I only want to present the altar I left before my death, which contains thousands of evil spirits, to the master to show my gratitude."

Su Qingchun nodded and said, "I will report this matter."

After Su Qingchun left, Tang Yan and Fan Liang looked at each other and smiled.

During these days under Li Xiuchang, Li Xiuchang had never treated them badly in terms of resources. Not only did they have evil spirits to feed them, but Su Qingchun also regularly removed their evil spirits. They lived in the Feng Shui treasure land of Xianchen Sect, which made their strength improve rapidly.

It felt like the conditions were even better than when they were alive.

The two even felt that being a ghost cultivator had a better future than being a demon cultivator.

It was precisely because of Li Xiuchang's generous supply of resources that the two thought that they were completely accepted by Li Xiuchang.

Therefore, the two did not dare to show any rebellion. On weekdays, they were the most active and diligent as firemen, just to gain the trust of Li Xiuchang.

However, as their strength increased, the two had already developed malicious thoughts in their hearts and formulated a master-devouring plan.

In their eyes, Li Xiuchang's cultivation was still in the middle stage of foundation building, and the two of them had a good chance of breaking through to the third level first among the ghosts!

Once they reached the third level, Li Xiuchang was still a foundation building cultivator. With the lead in the great realm, they were confident that they could break free from the restrictions of the soul-controlling seal.

After all, as the two of them, as the soul demon cultivators, they have a lot of experience in the soul and controlling ghosts.

That is why, when he saw that the evil ghosts were almost eaten, Tang Yan took the initiative to confess the Yin Altar he left before his death.

"With this ghost flower, combined with the evil ghosts in my Yin Altar, we can quickly devour the evil ghosts to improve our cultivation. Soon we can both be promoted to the third level." Tang Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Don't kill them when the time comes, enslave them all!" Fan Liang laughed.

Without the help of the soul master, they can't get rid of their hostility, and sooner or later they will become irrational evil ghosts.

But if they can control Li Xiuchang and Su Qingchun, there will be no such concerns. Li Xiuchang is also proficient in various immortal arts, which can provide many conveniences for their practice as ghost cultivators.

On the other side, Li Xiuchang, who got the news, quickly summoned Tang Yan and asked about the location of the Yin Altar he mentioned. When he learned that it was near Niujiaoling, he immediately believed the news.

He didn't know what Tang Yan was up to, nor did he know whether Tang Yan was sincere or not, and whether there was a trap in the Yintan, but it didn't matter.

"After I finish participating in the Hundred Arts Competition, I will go out for training, so I will go with Senior Brother Chen Changsheng to take a look."

The next day, Li Xiuchang received a notice from the sect, summoning all the disciples who participated in the Hundred Arts Competition, and the elders of the sect would escort them to Yintian Sect.