Chapter 38 - Spiritual Seeds Like Smoke and Mist

  Mist The patrols in the market reacted quickly. When the blood-red tentacles were rampant, a handful of green seeds shot out like sharp arrows and landed around the tentacles.

  In an instant, thick vines emerged from the ground, growing and extending rapidly, constantly splitting, and tightly wrapping around the blood-red tentacles. The

  blood-red tentacles struggled hard and wrestled with the thick vines.

  A crisp cry sounded in the sky.

  Lu Xuan heard the sound and looked over, only to see a huge firebird floating in the air, with its wings spread out, a full four or five feet long, and various heat waves formed when it flapped gently.

  Then, it turned into a red light and rushed towards the alien monk who had split into many tentacles.

  Wherever it passed, the ground was burned into black charcoal.

  "Ah..."

  The alien monk whose body was occupied by the tentacles let out a painful wail and turned into black ash in the raging sea of ​​fire.

  The flames rose along the roots of the tentacles, burning the blood-red tentacles that spread everywhere.

  On the ground, broken tentacles were wriggling everywhere, as if they wanted to invade other monks again.

  Unfortunately, the flames were too lethal, and all the tentacles were burned clean.

  Then, another pure white halo was centered on the remains of the alienated monk, and it surged around.

  Lu Xuan and other monks in the distance were swept by the halo, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and tranquility.

  "It can only be said that this monk was alienated at the wrong time. There happened to be several mid-level Qi training monks patrolling and guarding here. Otherwise, with so many casual cultivators in the market, he would probably make a big noise."

  Lu Xuan looked at the several mid-level Qi training monks who appeared around the remains of the alienated monk. They were just checking whether there were any evil forces left, and in a blink of an eye, they worked together to personally solve a monk contaminated by evil spirits.

  The solution was simple and effective. The vines restrained the tentacles for a short period of time, avoiding greater casualties, and also gave their companions a short time to perform powerful spells. The firebird burned the alienated monk clean, and then used purification spells to detect the remains of the monk and the surrounding casual cultivators.

  "As expected of the patrol guards in the market, they cooperate with each other very smoothly and naturally."

  Lu Xuan thought to himself that if he encountered this alienated monk alone, with the Gengjin Sword Art of the Great Accomplishment Realm, the first-grade special magic weapon, the Silver Blade, and the second-grade talisman sword qi Wanqian Talisman, which is equivalent to the full-strength attack of a high-level Qi training monk, and the newly acquired Thunder Fire Pearl, it should be no problem to deal with the alienated monk. It

  's just that it can't be done so cleanly.

  "It seems that I still have to work hard to grow spiritual plants and add as many means as possible to myself."

  He decided secretly in his heart.

  From the alienation of the monk to the successful solution, the whole process was extremely short. After a brief chaos in the loose cultivator market, order was restored again, as if the alienated monk had never appeared.

  However, the large area of ​​charred black left on the spot and the three monks who were killed by the tentacles reminded everyone present of what had just happened.

  Among the three, there was naturally the monk who used the earth wall technique to block Lu Xuan. After Lu Xuan pierced his calf with the Gengjin Sword Art, he was unable to move and died on the blood-red tentacles.

  Lu Xuan had no sympathy for this. It was all his own fault. If he hadn't tried to block the tentacles with himself, he wouldn't have taken action casually.

  After this little disturbance in the market, Lu Xuan no longer had the idea of ​​wandering around. He randomly chose a road and rushed to Baicaotang.

  Baicaotang was not far from the Sanxiu Market. You could see the shop after turning a few corners.

  "Hmm?"

  Suddenly, Lu Xuan stopped and his eyes were attracted by the wooden board on a stall next to him.

  There were eight black words written on the board.

  "Special spiritual seeds, sold at a low price."

  Lu Xuan scanned the goods on the stall and did not find anything related to spiritual seeds.

  "Excuse me, fellow Daoist, what is the special spiritual seed you are talking about on this board? Can you show it to me?"

  "Here, this is it."   

  The stall owner was an ordinary middle-aged cultivator, with a cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi training. Hearing Lu Xuan's question, he pointed to an object on the stall.

  The object was oval in shape and light white. If you don't pay attention, you will miss it. There were wisps of smoke inside, and the shape kept changing, evolving into all kinds of strange things.

  "Is this a spiritual seed? Daoyou won't lie to me, right?"

  Lu Xuan asked curiously. It was difficult for him to associate such a thing that kept changing like smoke with a spiritual seed.

  "To be honest, Daoyou, I can't tell whether it is a spiritual seed or not."

  "After I came back, I went to find a few friends who are spiritual plant masters and showed them this thing. They couldn't tell whether it was a spiritual seed or not."

  "However, when I got it, I found it on a withered spiritual plant. It is possible that the spiritual plant entered the mature stage and no one picked it. The essence of the whole body condensed into such a spiritual seed."

  "This is absolutely true. If Daoyou is sincere and wants to buy it, I can make a vow for what I just said."

  Lu Xuan stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

  After the stall owner said that he could make a vow, he believed it a little. There are many kinds of vows among cultivators, and if one violates one of them, there will even be the risk of death.

  The way the spirit seed condenses is not surprising. After the wild spirit plants mature, some will continue to grow and increase in age, some will wither naturally, and some will condense into spirit seeds by chance and continue in another way.

  Although I don't know what this thing in front of me is, looking at its magical form, it is likely to be a rare spirit seed.

  "If you can really make a vow to the inner demon, I am quite interested. I wonder how much you would like to offer?"

  Lu Xuan asked the stall owner.

  "I spent a lot of effort to get this spirit seed from the new secret realm. If you want it, just take fifteen spirit stones."

  Seeing that Lu Xuan was really interested, the stall owner flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

  The thing on the stall could indeed be a spirit seed, but he had been on the market for a few days, and only a few people asked about it, and they were scared away by the price one after another.

  After all, fifteen spirit stones to buy a spirit seed whose type and planting method are unknown is a bit too expensive.

  Lu Xuan was very thoughtful and caught the change in the stall owner's expression, and sighed softly.

  "Daoyou, your price is too high, isn't it? For something that is not sure whether it is a spirit seed, you offer a price far higher than that of a first-grade spirit seed. With fifteen spirit stones, I can buy three or four first-grade spirit seeds."

  He kept shaking his head, seeming to be dissatisfied with the price.

  "Then Daoyou, tell me a number."

  "Seven spirit stones, I will take it away immediately. This price is already much higher than that of ordinary first-grade spirit seeds."

  Lu Xuan cut the price by more than half.

  "No, at least ten spirit stones. You see its shape, it is very likely to be a second-grade or even higher spirit seed."

  The stall owner argued with a red face.

  "Even if it is a second-grade spirit seed, what's the use if you don't know how to plant it? Do you keep it in the storage bag and let its vitality continue to fade?"

  Lu Xuan retorted.

  "Let me take a loss, eight spirit stones, that's all I have, I can't get more."

  "Add fifty broken spirit stones, and it will belong to you, fellow Taoist."

  The stall owner gritted his teeth and said.

  "Deal!"

  Lu Xuan agreed readily.

  (End of this chapter)