The next moment, the figure of the strange snake suddenly flew out of the sea, passed through the middle of the earth and sea, and landed on the hedron ground in front of the teleportation circle.

This time, I saw the shape of this strange snake clearly, and it was not a snake.

He had a pair of huge wings on his back, about ten zhang wide, four legs, separated from the front and back, the forefoot was short, with five claws, and the hind foot was thick, with four claws, and a long tail behind him, and the whole body was about fifteen or sixteen zhang long, and the whole body was blue and black, densely covered with scales, and glowed with a faint black light.

The strange snake twisted its huge body and circled around the teleportation array, trying to enter the light curtain several times, but it hesitated and did not dare to enter.

For a moment, the strange snake seemed to have made up its mind, glanced at the direction where the cultivators were going, spread its wings, and the wind swept up, chasing the cultivators......

......

Half an hour later, a procession of more than 600 monks had arrived in front of the first spar mountain.

Mu Qing and the others also slowly landed towards the spar mountain, and there were already the cheers of the monks below:

"It's a spirit grass! It's a horse chestnut flower! Why is it so big! The leaves have turned dark green!"

"There's a lot of herbs!"

"It's Guanyin! This leaf can be used as a fan!"

"Look over there, it's Jin Jianmu over there, it's so high, it's eight hundred years old!"

"Purple leaf scutellaria! I saw the purple leaf scrop, a thousand-year-old purple leaf scutellaria!"

......

When Mu Qing's drill lark landed at the foot of the mountain, most of the monks had already scattered and began to collect those spiritual flowers and grasses, and some even climbed halfway up the mountainside, and only a small number of old monks were still standing in the air, looking around.

Mu Qing was also a little moved, but he always felt that it seemed that something was wrong if it went on like this, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look at "Huang Mazi".

"Huang Mazi" also had excitement in his eyes at the moment, but he poked out his nose and sniffed vigorously, and his instinct of the golden-clawed rat clan told him that the land of heaven and earth must hide killing opportunities.

Qiu Lan, Chuncao, and Du Jiu saw that Mu Qing didn't move, so they didn't dare to move, staring at Mu Qing, expecting an answer.

Chu Jiang smiled and floated over, glanced at Qiu Lan and Mu Qing, and said cautiously: "There are so many spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses in this illusion, it is not surprising, I heard my father say that as early as thousands of years ago, the illusion was opened once every Jiazi, and some monks who cultivated wood exercises had flower and grass seeds on their bodies, and they were scattered when fighting with demon beasts, and later, there were naturally there here, but this time there were no monks for more than a thousand years, and those spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses have grown for a long time, but they can be regarded as normal." ”

His words seemed to dispel the doubts of Mu Qing and the others.

Chu Jiangxiao naturally wanted to collect those spirit flowers and spirit grasses, but he was also worried about what danger there was here, after the battle in Cloud City and the subsequent escape, Chu Jiangxiao seemed to have a little more trust in Mu Qing's scheming and judgment, so he made a tentative speech.

Mu Qing didn't know the bottom herself, she was silent, her face was solemn, and she peeked at "Huang Mazi" from time to time.

Finally, the "jute seed" moved!

Roll over and jump off the lark and run to the bottom of the mountain.

Chuncao didn't finish shouting "Senior Brother Huang", only heard Mu Qing shouting "grab", and jumped down after Huang Mazi, and the lark didn't get up.

This is hundreds of thousands of years of spiritual flowers and grasses, just like the one given for nothing on the street, so what else to say except for the word "rob"!

Of course, this "grabbing" refers to rushing to dig spiritual grass, not grabbing others.

As soon as Mu Qing moved, Qiu Lan immediately followed, Chu Jiangxiao followed, and Chuncao and Du Jiu followed.

At this moment, all the monks had already dismounted their flying magic weapons, and looked for spiritual flowers and spiritual plants in the spars.

Mu Qing saw a seven- or eight-hundred-year-old purple leaf scavenger in front of him, he took out the black knife chasing the wind blade, and carefully removed the scattered spars on the surface, but found that the roots of this purple leaf snuggard were deeply rooted in the spar ground, and his divine sense poked out, which was three feet deep.

But what the purple leaf succumber wants is the root!

It is precisely this layer of spar that is scattered particles in addition to the surface layer, and the following are clusters of spar pillars, which are horizontal and vertical as if they grow out of the ground, and they are very hard, Mu Qing took the wind chasing blade to dig at the beginning, and found that it was not easy to use, and then took out the Qingfeng sword and cut it to those "stubborn" spars, which finally had an effect, and those spars were cut and cracked, scattering and flying.

Although he was already very careful, he still injured the roots of this purple leaf succumber. But Mu Qing couldn't care about that much, so many spirit flowers and spirit grasses, if she didn't hurry, she would be robbed for a while.

A woman's shout came:

"Don't dig like that, it's too wasteful, don't hurt the roots!"

This woman's voice sounded familiar, and Mu Qing looked at it, but it was Lu Wanning, who had been submerged in the crowd.

I saw that Lu Wanning was not afraid of those spar feet, she was still barefoot, and she was stomping straight at the moment, and every time she stomped down, Mu Qing hurt her for her.

Seeing that shouting loudly had no effect at all, Lu Wanning was a little anxious, only to see her hands pinch a magic decision, and those white and tender little feet slowly inserted half a minute into the spar ground......

The next moment, within a few dozen zhang of her body, seven or eight spirit flowers and spirit grasses actually began to twist their bodies, broke through the spar ground with their rhizomes, and slowly drilled out!

No way!

Mu Qing was stunned!

She still has such a usage for this recipe!

It's cheating good or not!

Suddenly, it occurred to me that I would also be able to practice the Wood Technique!

At this moment, Lu Wanning had already put the seven or eight spirit flowers and spirit grasses into the storage bag hanging around her neck. Mu Qing didn't want others to know that he also knew how to do wood-based exercises, so he stretched out his right hand and pinched an earth-based method and launched an exercise against the spar on the ground.

I saw that the spar particles scattered on the surface were like being swept up by a whirlwind with the urging of the magic trick, and then piled up, building a half-human-high ring of crystal walls around the purple leaf succumber.

Mu Qing's left hand, however, was hidden in his sleeve, and he pinched another technique, which was the Soul Sword Technique.

The purple-leaved cucumber seemed to come alive under the urging of the magic trick, and the rhizome began to twist and become thicker, squeezing some gaps in the spar ground and slowly burrowing out......

In fact, if Mu Qingkun Yuan's sword technique was cultivated to the realm of the fourth layer, the dust that sealed all things, no matter how hard the earth and stone were, it could also turn into flying dust in an instant under the urging of the law. However, who told us to cultivate low?

Mu Qing raised his eyes and looked around, fortunately, now the monks were all competing with a spirit grass and spirit flower in front of him, no one noticed him, Mu Qing shook his hand and put the purple leaf ginseng into the storage bag.

His cultivation of the Soul Sword Technique was still a little worse than Lu Wanning's, and people immediately mentioned all the spirit seeds within dozens of zhang around his body, but he could only mention one tree at a time.

There are also many monks who practice wood-based exercises, but they are even more unbearable, using a method similar to Mu Qing, but it takes a cup of tea to put away a spiritual grass.

More monks use the method of "killing chickens and taking eggs", they don't go to find those spiritual grasses that need roots, they specially select leaves, flowers, fruits and seeds......

Among the monks present, there were only eleven of them who had storage bags, and more of them activated a storage talisman to make a large bag or small box, and put the collected spirit flowers and spirit grass into it......

......

This wild spiritual grass garden is about a few miles in radius, and under the "sweeping" of more than 600 monks, it has been completely devastated in less than an hour.

Mu Qing also dug up seven or eight purple-leaved scutellariae and more than a dozen stalks of various colors of spirit grass, one of which was a thousand years old.

As the spirit flowers and spiritual grass became less and less, some monks began to argue.

One said: "I saw this glazed fruit first, this fellow Daoist, what are you doing blocking me?"

Another said: "What you see first, I will stand here first, it should be mine!"

A few more people came around, and said angrily: "This is obviously mine, and this place is being dug by our disciples of the Three Mountains Sect." ”

"Fart, our ancient lamp came to this place first, and you Sanshan faction squeezed over from the side!"

One of them didn't open his mouth, but went up directly, and picked off the glass fruits.

Now everyone is anxious, and they are going to start fighting!

"Stop!"

There was a broken cry from the rear, it was an older old disciple under the Ancient Lantern Sect.

He said, "What did Sect Master Chu and his seniors tell when they came in?

His shout immediately alerted the scrambling monks, glared at each other, and with an angry fist, they dispersed.

Suddenly!

One of the disciples standing halfway up the mountain shouted, "Look, what is that?"

Everyone followed his point, only to see a dark cloud floating in the air in the distance, and the speed was extremely fast.

Soon, everyone saw clearly that this was not a dark cloud, but a large group of flying birds and beasts.

"Everyone, be careful! It's a flying monster!"

One person sent a warning, and everyone was immediately on alert and held the magic weapon in their hands.

After a few breaths, you can see clearly that there is a group of bald vultures, large and small, there are tens of thousands!