King of the Fairy City

While watching Ah Zhi dig up the spiritual soil, Ah Li lay on Ye Mo's shoulder and asked with a charming smile, "Master, how did you find those six-winged golden cicadas? They scared us. One jump."

The six-winged golden cicada was thrown into the ancient painting by Ye Mo just now, but it took a lot of effort for her and Ah Zhi to suppress it.

"It was caught in a poisonous river. Are you familiar with the six-winged golden cicada?"

Ye Mo asked Ali a little strangely.

"The six-winged golden cicada is a rare ancient alien species that has almost become extinct in ancient times. Their maturity and incubation are very long, and their growth period lasts for thousands of years. They are comparable to high-level spiritual beasts, and their growth conditions are very harsh. The only advantage is that they The fighting ability is pretty good.”

Ah Li's words left Ye Mo speechless.

The growth time of thousands of years is comparable to that of the Spirit Turtle Clan. No wonder that after tens of thousands of years, there are not many six-winged golden cicadas in that river.

He plans to cultivate a batch of adult six-winged golden cicadas in a short period of time under the accelerated growth of ancient paintings. By then, they will definitely become the strongest fighting force in Ye's fairy city and dominate the world.

"However, if we can find something, it will be very beneficial to accelerate the growth of the Six-winged Golden Cicada."

Ali spoke again.

"What?"

"Golden Crystal Flowing Flame"

"What?"

"The Golden Crystal Flowing Flame is a special crystal produced by the accumulation of golden spiritual energy for tens of millions of years. It contains infinite golden spiritual energy. However, according to legend, it seems that the Golden Crystal Flowing Flame can only be found in the Holy Land of the Metal Spirit Clan."

"The Spirit Clan? It's actually related to the Spirit Clan. But even if a small part of this thing spreads to the world of immortality, it's hard for me to get it. Is there nothing else that can accelerate the growth of the Six-Winged Golden Cicada?"

Ah Li thought for a while and said: "They eat gold-type spiritual objects. In addition to the golden crystal flow inflammation, the top-grade gold-type spiritual stones can also produce some effects, but the consumption of top-grade spiritual stones is relatively large, about 10,000 gold-type spirit stones are needed. Only the best spiritual stone can produce half the effect of a piece of golden crystal flow inflammation."

"The best gold spirit stone? Although there are very few, this one is easier to find. With enough gold spirit stones, how long does it take for the six-winged golden cicada to mature?"

"It depends on how much the owner wants to raise. If you want to raise a six-winged golden cicada team, it will require at least millions of top-grade gold spirit stones. If so, it will be very fast, about dozens of days. To put it bluntly, They can eat gold-type spiritual objects. If they can provide enough food, they can grow very fast. Otherwise, it will take thousands of years to grow normally."

The dozens of days were far beyond Ye Mo's expectations, but the millions of top-quality gold spirit stones left Ye Mo speechless.

This Six-winged Golden Cicada team also consumes too many resources.

Even if they obtain the treasures of a Siren Lion Demon City, add part of the funding from Qingyun Fairy City, and buy some by themselves, Ye's Fairy City can get at most tens of thousands of top-grade gold spiritual stones, which is far from this requirement.

A bitter smile appeared on Ye Mo's face.

I originally thought that Ye's Fairy City was very wealthy now, but I didn't expect that it was still very poor.

Ye Mo was full of envy for the gold spirit clan. A small piece of gold crystal flow flame was equivalent to a million of the best gold spirit stones. Guarding the big treasure, the gold spirit clan would be extremely rich.

"It seems that I can only let it go for the time being and slowly think of a solution in the future."

Even so, Ye Mo still felt unwilling.

Here Ye Mo and Ah Li are talking about how to raise six-winged golden cicadas, while over there Ah Zhi has dug a big deep hole.

But Ah Zhi continued to dig deeper.

Ye Mo gradually became serious, and he clearly felt an unusual aura from the spiritual soil thrown out by A Zhi.

"I found it, it is indeed a fairy."

Ah Zhi's excited voice came from the ground.

Ye Mo hurriedly took a few steps forward and then jumped into the big hole.

He had never expected that at A Zhi's feet, there would be a piece of earthy yellow light mixed with colorful lights, rippling quietly like water, surrounded by darkness, which made it even more gorgeous and dazzling.

"What is this?"

Ye Mo's feet gently landed on the water-like soil. He could feel the vitality of the earth constantly coming from the soles of his feet, and his whole person felt like he was suddenly in a new state.

"It's spiritual soil"

Ah Zhi's eyes became more blurred, and there seemed to be a kind of sadness in them.

"Spiritual soil?"

As if his butt was burnt by fire, Ah Li exclaimed loudly: "It's absolutely impossible. Spiritual soil is something that only exists in the immortal world. How can it appear in the East China Sea Immortal World? There is no immortal energy in the East China Sea Immortal World, so how can spiritual soil appear? "

"You're right."

Ah Zhi raised his head and looked at Ah Li, and whispered: "But this is indeed a piece of spiritual soil."

In the world of immortal cultivation in the East China Sea, the land in the spiritual fields where spiritual grains and spiritual grasses can be grown is called spiritual soil.

But in the fairy world, the spiritual fields and spiritual soil where fairy grass and fairy valleys are planted are called spiritual soil.

Although the two have similar uses, spiritual soil possesses incredibly powerful vitality of the earth.

The most important point is that with sufficient immortal energy from the outside world, the spiritual soil can continuously absorb spiritual energy automatically.

In other words, if there is enough immortal energy, the spiritual soil can be endless.

Instead of spiritual soil, it generally requires a large number of monks to take care of it manually, otherwise it is easy to lose spiritual energy.

"There is no immortal energy here, and spiritual soil cannot exist at all."

Ah Li was still in disbelief, but her voice was much weaker.

There is no such thing as spiritual soil in its inherited memory.

However, as a member of the Luan tribe, Azhi is the race that has the best chance of ascending to the immortal world among all races, so it is absolutely impossible for him to admit his mistake.

The Luanfeng clan is most famous for its fire-based phoenixes, the clan with the most hope of becoming a fairy beast, and the reputation of the phoenix's nirvana is famous.

The Azhi in front of him is from the Luan tribe of the earth element.

Otherwise, how could Ah Zhi love planting spiritual grasses and spiritual valleys so much?

In Ah Zhi's inherited memory, the knowledge of the earth element is like instinct. Maybe other people would mistake Lingliang for wrong, but it was absolutely impossible for Azhi.

However, the appearance of spiritual soil in the world of immortal cultivation in the East China Sea is too shocking to be believed.

"Immortal Qi is actually the condensation of spiritual energy, just like the best spiritual stone. The spiritual energy in it is quite different from the immortal energy. As for the Golden Crystal Flowing Flame, it contains immortal energy."

Ah Zhi said that many things are more familiar to them thanks to inherited memory.

"No matter what, since it is spiritual soil, there is no possibility of letting it go."

Ye Mo said.

However, the spiritual soil needs to absorb the immortal energy to maintain vitality. It is necessary to use the spirit gathering array to condense the spiritual energy of the best spiritual stones to create pseudo-immortal energy, and then collect the spiritual soil and place it in it to maintain vitality.

"I sensed it and found that this piece of spiritual soil is about thirty feet long. Although the spiritual soil is only used to plant immortal grass in the Immortal Valley, it can already be called an immortal thing in the world of immortality. Therefore, collecting it is not simple at all. .

The most important thing is that all immortal creatures, no matter whether they are high-level or low-level, already have a certain amount of spiritual intelligence. In terms of the world of immortality, it is an existence that has separated from the magic weapon and turned into a spiritual weapon. With instinctive awareness, you can feel the existence of good and bad, and you can even choose your own master. "

Ah Zhi said excitedly.

Ye Mo nodded.

No matter how there was spiritual soil in the Secret Territory of Ten Thousand Poisons in the first place, this spiritual soil gathers a large amount of spiritual energy and grows automatically, proving that the living environment here must be suitable for spiritual soil. It is far beyond the spiritual environment that Ye Mo built with the best spiritual stones.

Fortunately, Ah Zhi has inherited memory and has a way to deal with the spiritual soil.

While Ah Zhi was seriously teaching Ye Mo how to collect spiritual soil, Gao Jian and Lin Zhi had already arrived at a majestic hall deep in the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Poisons.

As predicted, if you don't think about those rare treasures along the way, you won't encounter any dangerous restrictions on the way.

The outside is magnificent, but the inside of the hall is very simple.

Right in front of the main hall, there is a seat high up, which should be the seat of the leader or elder of the Wandu Sect back then.

Under the chair, there are nine futons arranged side by side, a total of nine rows. On both sides of the hall, there are a total of eighteen small incense burners. More than ten thousand years have passed, and the fragrance inside has long since dissipated.

In such a scene, it is easy for people to imagine that the powerful person of Ten Thousand Poison Sect was at the top of the table, and the eighty-one inner disciples were lined up in order.

The whole hall was filled with smoke, and the sound of the mighty man's preaching spread everywhere. The disciples below listened intoxicated. Some people's faces were bright, some were depressed, some were drowsy, some were scratching their ears and cheeks, and so on. foot.

"Brother Lin, where should we go next?"

Gao Jian looked around. After the novelty wore off, he felt a little bored.

"If you don't leave, the inheritance of Wan Du Sect is here."

Lin Zhi was a little excited, and the palms holding the Ten Thousand Poison Tokens were trembling.

"here?"

Gao Jian frowned. Although this seemed to be a place for disciples to practice, shouldn't the sect's inheritance be in a secret place?

Here, there are only futons, and there are no people who teach, and I don’t see any books or classics. How to get the teaching?

Lin Zhi ignored Gao Jian, with a pious expression on his face, and slowly walked towards the first seat under the chair step by step.

Gao Jian didn't care, so he just found a futon and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Gao Jian realized the magic of this futon. His whole body seemed to be transparent. The feeling of no obstruction made Gao Jian quickly fall into cultivation.

But Lin Zhi carefully sat on the first futon, and then placed the Ten Thousand Poison Tokens in his hand into a depression of a suitable size next to the futon.

In an instant, the entire hall seemed to come alive. A ray of light enveloped the entire hall. Then the eighty-one futons shone with light, which happened to wrap up Gao Jian and Lin Zhi. Then curls of light rose from the small incense burners on both sides. The white smoke made the entire hall seem like a spiritual realm.

On the chair at the top of the hall, the shadow of an illusory old man loomed, and mysterious words came from his mouth. The whole hall roared, and golden lotuses appeared faintly around him.

They had already fallen into their own cultivation at this time. In Lin Zhi's mind, various poisonous meridians passed by, and all the medicinal properties were deeply drawn in his mind. Even if he deliberately forgot, he would probably not forget it.

Although Gao Jian did not receive the inheritance of the Poison Sutra, he was still cultivating. Under the sound of the Dharma, he seemed to suddenly become enlightened. The true mana in his body continued to condense and increase, and then turned into a solid cultivation level.