Mortal Seeking Immortal

After receiving the middle-grade spirit stone, Ye Zhou took out the three five-hundred-year-old yellow stone grass from the storage bag and handed them to the old man, who checked them and handed them to Yun Feng.

Since the transaction was completed, Ye Zhou did not stay here for long. He bowed to Yun Feng and said, "Fellow Daoist, goodbye."

Yun Feng nodded and watched Ye Zhou leave.

After Ye Zhou left the cabin, he headed straight for the exit of the gathering.

Perhaps because the gathering was coming to an end, many cultivators chose to leave at this time.

After leaving the gathering place of the scattered cultivators, Ye Zhou did not rush towards the Blood Spirit Sect, but chose a direction without cultivators, put his spiritual sense to the maximum, deliberately took a detour for half a day, and when he confirmed that no one was following him, he stopped at a small hill, took off his mask, changed his clothes, and then flew back to the Blood Spirit Sect on his sword.

Blood Spirit Sect.

As soon as Ye Zhou came back, he went straight to the sundry hall where Wu Yong was.

After completing the two tasks, Ye Zhou's sect contribution points accumulated to more than 1,000 points, and he was eligible to sign up for the inner disciple selection in half a year.

Wu Yong took out two rare low-year cirrus grass from his storage bag and handed them to Ye Zhou with a smile: "Here, this is your extra reward for this task."

Cirrus grass is the spiritual grass that Ye Zhou asked Wu Yong to find for him last time. This spiritual grass is very rare and has very harsh growing conditions. It has never been planted in Shu Lao's courtyard, but it is a necessary raw material for refining primary ghost pills.

The so-called ghost pill is a precious pill that is most suitable for improving the strength of ghost servants. There is no pill recipe circulating in the outside world, and it is only available in the magic sect such as the Blood Spirit Sect.

The pill recipe was asked by Ye Zhou from Shu Lao after he got the Hundred Ghost Banner.

"When I get back, I'll put this cloud grass into the small gourd to bloom and bear fruit, and cultivate a large number of seeds. In this way, I can refine a large number of ghost pills for the evil spirits in the Hundred Ghost Banner to devour!"

As long as he can refine a large number of ghost pills, Ye Zhou can quickly raise Xiaoshan's cultivation to the twelfth level of Qi training, and cultivate the evil spirits in the other Hundred Ghost Banners to the seventh or eighth level of Qi training. By then, even if he doesn't reveal his cultivation, relying on the strength of the Hundred Ghost Banner, it is a sure thing to compete for the foundation-building pill.

This is also Ye Zhou's plan to get the first foundation-building pill without revealing his cultivation.

But Ye Zhou is a little confused. Is the extra reward for the sect's B-level task so generous? Cloud grass is a rare commodity, so wouldn't the extra reward for the A-level task be better than this?

Just as Ye Zhou was planning to take on more Class A missions after his cultivation level increased, Wu Yong carefully looked around. Seeing that no one was around, he leaned forward and whispered to Ye Zhou, "Didn't you tell me last time that you wanted Cirrus Grass? I asked my master for these two Cirrus Grasses for you. Otherwise, do you think a mere Class B mission would have such a good reward?"

Ye Zhou's expression softened a lot, and he took over without hesitation, saying, "Well, how many high-quality Huangyun Pills do you want this time?"

Wu Yong awkwardly put his fist to his lips and coughed deliberately He shrugged and shrunk his chubby body back to the chair, and said with a serious face: "In your eyes, am I such a profit-oriented person? Can't this be a normal exchange of gifts between you and me?"

Ye Zhou raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I wonder how many Huangyundans I need to prepare as a friend this time?"

Wu Yong smiled and narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to make a "ten" gesture, and muttered: "Not much, not much, ten Huangyundans are enough."

Ye Zhou directly took out twelve Huangyundans from the storage bag and handed them to Wu Yong.

"The other two are my thanks to Brother Wu for taking care of me over the past few years."

Wu Yong happily took the Huangyundan, and his eyes smiled into crescents.

"Okay, okay, if there are good things in the future, I will keep them for you and notify you in advance!"

...

Ye Zhou returned to Shu Lao's courtyard, which was still as quiet as ever.

As usual, Ye Zhou went to check the spiritual herbs planted in the courtyard first.

In fact, Ye Zhou didn't spend ten days out. Most of the spiritual herbs in the courtyard were growing well. Until Ye Zhou walked to a corner of the wall, his eyes swept over a few spiritual herbs against the wall, and he couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

Those spiritual herbs were completely withered and yellow, as if the spiritual power contained in the spiritual herbs had been sucked away by something.

"What's going on?"

Ye Zhou hurriedly squatted down to check carefully. He carefully pulled out a withered spiritual herb. From the leaves to the rhizomes, there was nothing unusual, which made Ye Zhou very confused.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a spiritual herb leaf in an unnatural inward state. He carefully lifted the leaf to find out.

Behind the leaf, there were black eggs the size of rice grains.

"It turned out to be an insect pest! Damn insects, today I will teach you a lesson!"

Ye Zhou finally felt relieved after finding the cause. He was about to deal with the unknown black egg, but when his hand touched the black egg, a small amount of spiritual power was sucked away from Ye Zhou's fingertips.

"This!?" Ye Zhou was shocked.

He hurriedly lowered his head to look at the black egg, and saw a faint black light on the black egg, which disappeared in an instant, and then the surface of the black egg returned to calm.

Ye Zhou frowned slightly.

The insect in this black egg is not an ordinary insect. It only feeds on spiritual power. These withered spiritual herbs died because their spiritual power was sucked dry.

Ye Zhou felt very novel after coming to this conclusion.

This kind of insect is not common. Maybe it can be useful after collecting it. Even if I can't use it myself, it would be very good to trade it with other monks who are good at raising poisonous insects. So I took out a jade box from the storage bag, carefully put the black egg in it, and put a piece of green blood grass fruit in it.

"Let's see what kind of strange insect this black egg can hatch."

Because living things cannot be placed in the storage bag, Ye Zhou can only put the jade box into the sleeve of his robe.

Ye Zhou dealt with the withered spiritual herbs and carefully checked the spiritual herbs around, but did not find the second black egg.

"It seems that the mother insect thought this place was suitable for laying eggs, and flew away after laying eggs."

Ye Zhou looked at the mist formation that protected the courtyard with some doubts.

"This insect can devour spiritual power. It is possible that the spiritual power of the formation has also been devoured by it, so it can come and go freely in this formation, and it cannot be restricted at all."

After thinking it through, Ye Zhou returned to his room, closed the doors and windows, and summoned Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan bowed respectfully to Ye Zhou: "Xiaoshan greets the master."

Ye Zhou nodded, patted his storage bag, and a high-quality Hundred Ghost Banner flew out of the storage bag. This was the Hundred Ghost Banner that Zhang Tian had already refined, and it was much better than Ye Zhou's Hundred Ghost Banner.

Now Ye Zhou wanted to transfer all the evil spirits he cultivated to this high-quality Hundred Ghost Banner, so that his combat power could increase again!