Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

This day.

Guo Tao suddenly knocked on Song Wen's door.

"Junior Brother Jiyin, the miasma tide has receded. Today we are going to the spiritual field to take stock of the colorful grass."

When Song Wen heard this, he knew that Lingtian's disguise should be ready.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused. He didn't know how to deal with the next inventory.

If he is still at the mercy of the Yan family, he may be able to leave the Yan family alive and save his life for the time being.

But if the problem with Lingtian cannot be found out, he will definitely be implicated once the problem is exposed, and the sect will definitely hold him accountable for his dereliction of duty. If the sect's punishment falls, he may be in a dilemma of life and death.

Just thinking about the appalling and horrific punishments of the Corpse Demon Sect made Song Wen shudder.

"Are you going to defect from the sect?"

Escape from the Corpse Demon Sect before the Corpse Demon Sect discovers the problem of the spiritual field. This is the only possibility that Song Wen can think of at the moment with a glimmer of hope.

But can he really escape the endless pursuit of the Corpse Demon Sect?

Song Wen walked to the door with thoughts in his mind and opened the door.

Guo Tao, who was originally smiling, pretended to have a look of concern on his face when he saw Song Wen, who was a little uneasy.

"Junior Brother Jiyin, what's going on? Why do you look so worried?"

Song Wen suddenly realized that he seemed to be over the top. His excessive worry caused him to fail to manage his expression well, and Guo Tao noticed it.

Mountain darkly, vista.

No matter how bad things are, there is always a silver lining. Song Wen warned himself in his heart.

After thinking about it, a smile appeared on Song Wen's face. This time it was not that he was pretending, but that he believed that if he walked carefully step by step, he would always find a breakthrough.

"It's nothing. My practice hasn't been going well recently. I'm just a little worried."

Song Wen said with nonsense.

"The journey of cultivation is full of obstacles and there is no need to rush." ​​Guo Tao said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Guo, for your advice. Junior Brother, I understand." Song Wendao said.

Guo Tao said, "We have completed the colorful grass inventory task today and can return to the sect."

"Everything is arranged by Senior Brother Guo."

...

What surprised Song Wen was that Yan Zhengping, as the head of the Yan family, actually participated in this inventory in person.

Under the leadership of Yan Zhengping, three late-stage Qi-training monks from the Yan family, thirteen middle-stage Qi-training monks, plus Song Wen and Guo Tao, a total of nineteen people boarded a large ship.

This ship must be specially made, and I don't know what formations are carved into it. The draft of the big ship is very shallow, like a weightless leaf, floating gently on the water.

The depth of the poisonous miasma swamp is not very deep. The shallow part is only about half a meter. Only such a specially-made boat can travel through the swamp. Ordinary ships are at risk of running aground as soon as they are launched into the water.

Yan Zhengping turned his hand and a jade bottle appeared.

"Come on, let's take the Miasma Antidote Pill first."

This miasma detoxification pill is a self-made pill of the Yan family, specially used to resist the poison of miasma. Each pill can resist miasma for about four hours.

Song Wen took the elixir and drank it without hesitation.

Under the current circumstances, the Yan family had no reason to kill him.

Besides, if the Yan family wanted to kill him, they wouldn't need poison.

He also noticed that among the nineteen people in the group, four monks in the late stage of Qi training, including Yan Zhengping, did not take any pills.

This is because the Yan family's inherited technique is a poisonous technique. When they practice, they will smelt various toxins into their bodies, which makes their resistance to poison much higher than ordinary people.

These Yan family monks in the late stage of Qi training obviously have deep enough skills. In addition, they have been practicing with Miasma Qi for a long time. They can resist the toxicity of swamp Miasma Qi with their physical body alone.

The big ship meandered through the swampy woods. After traveling for about half an hour, the big ship finally stopped.

Along the way, Song Wen was silently recording the ship's route in his mind.

Fortunately, the jade slip given by Chen Yi contained a rough topographic map of the entire swamp, which allowed Song Wen to make a rough judgment on the direction.

He originally thought that the spiritual field should be in the central area of ​​​​the swamp, but according to his calculations, the spiritual field was not in the central area, but instead was only more than two hundred miles away from the edge.

This place is rich in miasma and spiritual energy, making it a very suitable place for the growth of colorful grass.

However, there is no land around Lingtian, it is all water, which is not suitable for human beings to survive and reproduce. This should be the reason why the Yan family does not have a family station nearby.

"Two little friends, ahead is the spiritual field where colorful grass is planted." Yan Zhengping said to Guo Tao and Song Wen.

Looking around, I saw that the environment that was originally densely covered with trees and almost no sunlight suddenly became open.

There is not a single tree growing in the vast water area of ​​more than ten miles, which is extremely strange.

Of course, it is also possible that there were some trees originally, but they were cleared away by the Yan family.

In the center of the open water, there is thick grass floating on the water. From a distance, it looks like a thick green carpet on the water.

This is a type of turf called green grass. The roots of green grass are extremely long and can penetrate into the mud one meter below the water surface, while the stems and leaves are above the water surface, forming a thick turf.

The Yan family trimmed the patches of turf into ridges one foot wide and several miles long. In this way, there were hundreds of ridges of water turf. There is about a foot of distance between each ridge of grass on the water.

Looking around, you can see neat rows of turf floating on the water, which is quite spectacular as far as the eye can see.

On the water surface turf, every one to two meters, there is a colorful two-foot-tall spiritual grass, which is the colorful grass.

Colorful grass is like a parasitic spiritual plant. It survives by absorbing the spiritual energy of the green grass turf, which is quite magical.

Colorful grasses of various years are distributed on the water surface turf. There are only single-color grasses within ten years, and there are seventy-year-old spiritual grasses full of seven colors.

In the center of the spiritual field, Song Wen also noticed that there were many seven-color spiritual grass with faint black stripes on the edges of the blades. These should be elixirs that were more than a hundred years old.

Yan Zhengping pointed to the grass ridge ahead and said with a bit of pride in his tone.

"Guo Tao, Ji Yin, please see, two little friends, this is the special spiritual field for planting colorful grass on the water that was built by countless ancestors of my Yan family after going through hardships, spending countless manpower and material resources, and even sacrificing many ancestors. "

"The fifty ridges of turf on the left are mainly used to cultivate low-year elixirs. Although the value of a single elixir is not high, it is better because of its large quantity, and the annual income cannot be underestimated."

"The forty ridges of turf on the right are mainly used to cultivate seventy-year-old elixirs, which can be used to refine Xuanqi Pills."

"The thirty ridges of turf in the middle are mainly used to cultivate century-old elixirs. However, it is too difficult to cultivate century-old elixirs. Many colorful grasses withered halfway, and all the previous efforts were wasted and the losses were huge."

"In addition, the sect regularly collects some hundred-year-old elixirs every year, so there are currently only 113 hundred-year-old elixirs in the spiritual field."

"The inventory task of the two of you is mainly to count the elixirs from the 70s and 100s. As for the elixirs from the 70s and below, there are too many. It is not easy to count them one by one."