Chapter 21 - Nothing to do today, spiritual field planting

  Lu Xuan watched from afar as Qin Ming's body was torn apart, and his body was full of broken silver blade fragments.

  Several gray straw ropes extended from the wooden bed and tied up Qin Ming's body.

  Lu Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He lifted the quilt and saw the straw puppet with a big hole in its chest trying hard to trap the enemy who invaded the yard.

  "Fortunately, this straw puppet has a certain recovery ability. As long as there are enough spiritual stones, it can recover as usual. Considering that you blocked a blow for me, it will definitely recover completely."

  Lu Xuan looked at the straw puppet that was a few beats slower and tried its best, and comforted it.

  His spiritual power was running, and a fist-sized fireball fell on Qin Ming's body.

  The flames quickly spread to the entire body, and before long, it turned into a pile of black ash.

  Then, he took out a talisman with strange runes on the edge and the evil ghost suppressed in the middle from his arms.

  The talisman was thrown out, and a white light swept across the whole room.

  This is the evil-removing talisman he got before, which can detect and purify low-level evil spirits.

  Lu Xuan was worried that Qin Ming died at the hands of a mere Qi training level 2 spiritual plant master like him. His resentment was too strong and might give rise to evil spirits.

  After destroying the corpse with the fireball technique, he was still not at ease, so he spent a lot of money to use another evil spirit removal talisman to prevent the appearance of evil spirits.

  Anyway, so many sword qi talismans have been used up, so this one is not a big deal.

  The white light disappeared, and the room returned to darkness. Only a little silver-white moonlight shone in from the hole pierced by the ice spear.

  Lu Xuan was completely relieved, lit a candle on the wooden table, and swept the black ash together.

  Under the control of spiritual power, dozens of broken silver blade fragments merged together again and turned into a silver-white sword blade. With

  a sharp weapon in hand, Lu Xuan was a little bolder. He took the black ash to the spiritual field and sprinkled it on the spiritual soil.

  "This is the fertilizer formed by the mid-level Qi training cultivator. You must work hard to grow and don't let him down for nourishing you."

  He looked at the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field and sighed softly.

  In the yard, the moon was as cool as water and there was silence.

  The fierce fight that just happened did not seem to attract any attention from the surrounding cultivators. The

  casual cultivators living here have long developed good habits, not caring about things that do not concern them, not meddling in other people's affairs, and not having the capital to do so.

  "Little Brother Lu, Little Brother Lu..."

  Outside the courtyard wall, a slightly nervous female voice came from afar, calling Lu Xuan.

  Lu Xuan recognized that it was Zhang Xiuyuan's mother, Xu Wan, who lived nearby.

  "I'm fine, thank you sister-in-law for your concern."

  Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Xuan felt a little warm in his heart.

  Xu Wan was just a woman of the second level of Qi training. It was precious that she could take the risk to come out, even if it was just to ask about her condition from a distance.

  "That's good, I was afraid that you might get hurt, and because I was not strong enough, I could only ask from a distance."

  Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Xu Wan's voice moved closer.

  "There was a blind thief who wanted to come in and steal my spiritual plants. I found him and killed him."

  Lu Xuan made up a random excuse to deal with Xu Wan.

  "Sister-in-law, go back and have a rest. I'm

  worried about Xiaoyuan being alone at home." "I will keep your concern in mind."

  "Okay, then you should be more careful."

  Seeing that Lu Xuan was fine, Xu Wan returned to her home.

  "It's a pity that this protective formation was broken by Qin Ming's brute force after not being used for long."

  Lu Xuan returned to the house with regret.

  He waited until everything was settled before he completely relaxed and sat down on the wooden chair weakly.

  Although Qin Ming was dealt with without any damage this time, it was actually far from being as easy as it seemed.   

  Qin Ming, however, lived up to his status as a mid-level Qi training cultivator. He had a solid foundation. Whether it was the jade token that blocked his fatal blow, or the flying sword magic weapon, or the perfect ice magic, all showed how difficult it was.

  Fortunately, he had accumulated enough knowledge during this period. His

  cultivation level was also the fourth level of Qi training, not inferior to Qin Ming. In addition, he was at the Gengjin Sword Art of the Small Success Realm, and many first-grade talismans were used without the need for spirit stones. The complete first-grade magic weapon, the Silver Blade, played a key role.

  With sufficient preparation and surprise, he was able to kill him without any danger.

  Whether it was magic weapons, magic, or talismans, they were all stronger than Qin Ming. What could he use to fight against himself?

  "I don't know how much loss this storage bag can make up for me?"

  Lu Xuan sighed as he looked at the gray storage bag taken from Qin Ming's waist.

  He still felt sad that most of the talismans were used up, and he only hoped that the storage bag left by Qin Ming could make up for it.

  "Thank you for the storage bag."

  He had wanted to buy a storage bag for a long time, but he didn't expect Qin Ming to be so considerate and bring him a ready-made one.

  The gray storage bag was of a lower grade and had no restrictions drawn on it. Lu Xuan tested it with his spiritual power and easily probed into it.

  The space inside was not small, with a length, width and height of more than half a foot. Qin Ming left some things piled up in a corner.

  Lu Xuan happily used his spiritual power to control the things in the storage bag to fly out. He

  scanned the spiritual stones roughly and found that there were about two hundred of them.

  There were also seven or eight bottles and jars, including jade bottles and stone bottles. Lu Xuan was afraid that there were some poisonous things in them, so he didn't open them directly and put them aside first.

  In addition, there was a book that recorded the cultivation methods of several low-grade ice-based spells, which were not very useful to Lu Xuan.

  Three talismans, two evil-repelling talismans, and one swift talisman.

  Finally, there was a flying sword magic weapon left outside, which was grayish white and exuded a chill. Lu Xuan made a simple comparison and found that it was much worse than his own silver-breaking blade.

  "What a kind man! I don't have a storage bag, so he sent me one."

  "I need spirit stones to rent a large yard, and he sent me these two hundred spirit stones."

  "Even after death, he still has to use his remaining energy to nourish the spirit plants in the spirit field."

  "He really..."

  Lu Xuan thought of Qin Ming's great contribution, and he was heartbroken. He bowed his head and mourned for a moment.

  "It's really a gold belt for killing and arson."

  Lu Xuan looked at the pile of things on the wooden table and couldn't help sighing.

  He had worked hard to plant for so long, but it would be better to kill the harvest brought by Qin Ming.

  However, this thought disappeared in an instant.

  He knew in his heart that such huge gains are often accompanied by greater risks. It is impossible to get benefits every time without taking risks.

  Qin Ming seemed to have a very low risk this time, but he still lost it in his own hands.

  Therefore, it is better to farm safely, with a huge profit and close to zero risk.

  After counting, it was dawn.

  Lu Xuan walked out of the house and came to the spirit field.

  Threads of spiritual rain seeped into the remaining dozen or so spiritual fireflies. The green and oily spiritual fireflies stretched their leaves lazily. Lu Xuan vaguely felt that the leaves were a little more plump than yesterday.

  Then, a fireball flew out, and before landing on the fine red needles of the red cloud pine, it turned into wisps of flames and merged into the pine needles, causing the red cloud pine to explode instantly. The

  golden sword energy fell on the straight sword grass, leaving a few golden fine lines.

  Under the dark marrow ganoderma, the breath from the rotten spiritual wood became a little stronger, causing the ganoderma in the shadow to breed more dark red hyphae.

  Nothing to do today, so I planted in the spiritual field.

  (End of this chapter)