$ n pf¬ (0t -] . ,n1, L8 ~ ] c v ҂1 6b ɛ& After recovering his spiritual power, he applied the liquid made of the blood coagulation pill on his left arm before he began to turn over the male cultivator's storage bag.

This male cultivator is not rich, and there are only five hundred spirit stones, but there are quite a few talismans and ordinary pills.

The thirteen golden sword talismans were put into He Miaomiao's storage bag, counting the ten that she bought when she came in, and the Zhuji monk would be blown up half to death if she threw it down.

As for those average-looking pills, she didn't like them a little. Whether it was the remnants stolen by the Heshan Sect or the pills that were available at a low price in the Miao Dan Pavilion, they were all much better than these goods.

In addition, there were only a handful of cases when she took the tonic elixir, so she didn't plan to use it, and put it together with the meniscus knife-type magic weapon in the items ready to be sold.

This male cultivator estimated that the time it took to teleport in was about the same as her, except for a bunch of useless sundries, there was only a box left in the storage bag for the spirit fruit.

He Miaomiao opened a gap in the slit, and felt a burst of fruity fragrance refreshing her heart, as if she had a spiritual wisdom and burrowed into her nose on its own, and the sweet fragrance made her swallow her saliva.

"The difference between this fruit and the Qinglang world is that most of it was snatched from the tiger's mouth by that fool. ”

She didn't dare to open the box completely, and only used her divine sense to seep into the cracks to check, and saw that the fruit was only as big as the circle of her thumb and index finger, and the whole body was as white as the moon, so transparent that she could almost see the core.

There are lines of the same color hidden on the epidermis, which are obviously naturally formed, but there is a sense of mystery.

He Miaomiao observed clearly and didn't dare to leave the lid open again, slammed it shut, put it in the storage bag and didn't look at it anymore.

The fruity aroma was so tempting that it made her feel a desire to swallow it immediately and refine it on the spot, and this obviously wrong situation made her immediately realize that the spirit fruit had the effect of causing people to disturb their minds.

When she picked the spirit grass on the shore of the lake just now, the fish-headed demon beast didn't chase after her. And this fruit is also packed in a wooden box and enclosed in a storage bag, which obviously has a psychedelic effect, which will hook the tiger demon to chase so far.

She put away the spirit fruit for a while, and the thought of wanting to devour it had not disappeared. So he could only sit cross-legged on the branches of the tree to exercise his spiritual power, and after a while, he realized that the sea was clear, and he no longer had that urgent appetite.

"Second-order psychedelic spirit fruit, this is a treasure!" He Miaomiao was a little excited, there are not many psychedelic spirit plants, and they are rare but undesirable in the Qinglang world.

Tongxuan Cave Heaven is indeed full of heavenly materials and earth treasures, and the temperament of demon beasts is not the same as that of the outside world, and there are quite a few well water that does not violate the meaning of river water. I think that as long as you don't be greedy when picking spiritual plants, you will definitely be safe.

However, He Miaomiao has always been cautious, and there have been two cases where the demon beast did not take the initiative to attack, but it still couldn't make her completely reassured.

So when the wound on her arm stopped stinging, she changed into a black gauze skirt and looked for the spirit object again.

The surrounding water and wood aura was already strong, and it was a good place for the growth of spirit plants, and she soon found more than twenty spirit plants with fruits hanging under a mushroom-like tree.

There are three slender blades of grass on each side of this spiritual plant, and at the top of the middle grass stem, there are red beads the size of fingertips, a bunch of nine grains, and the thin grass stalks hang straight down.

He Miaomiao stood ten feet away from the spirit plant, and saw that there was still no movement around, so he let his divine sense control a whole spirit grass, pulled it up and took it back instantly, put it in an empty box and threw it into a storage bag.

At this moment, a slight insect chirp sounded, and He Miaomiao swept his divine sense along the place where he came from, and found that on the trunk of the mushroom tree, which had obviously been explored several times, there was actually a spirit cicada the size of two palms.

The color of its body is no different from that of a tree trunk, and it has reached the middle of the second order, and it has just converged and hidden, and there is no clue at all.

He Miaomiao saw that its wings flapped rapidly for a moment, but it had no intention of going down the tree to find fault, so she was even more sure that as long as Yubao was not greedy, these demon beasts would not kill the monks.

Seeing that the cicada appeared and slowly disappeared into the trunk of the tree, she took a step and continued to walk south.

However, the good luck seemed to be exhausted, until the 'moon' in the cave sky rose into the sky, the physical eyes could no longer see the blue lake, the water aura gradually decreased, and there were no more medicinal spiritual plants.

However, the weeds and wildflowers in the cave are also different from the outside world, and there is a sense of relaxation along the way.

Seeing that it was too late, and there were monks screaming in the distance, He Miaomiao didn't dare to move forward, found a seemingly safe spirit tree, and set up a formation under the tree to hide and rest.

The three different spirit plants that were obtained today were all second-order mid-grade, each of which exceeded three hundred years, and only one of them was extremely lucky. Thinking about the performance of those demon beasts, she was afraid that only a fool would be greedy to do more.

But apparently, there are more than one or two fools in her mind.

While meditating and repairing under the tree, she was distracted from the situation outside the formation, and she found that the night was quiet, and the screams and spells of the monks in the distance were louder.

Thinking of the situation that there are treasures everywhere here, most of them are greedy, and they are not satisfied with collecting once, and they have to take advantage of the fact that the demon beast has not done it, and try again.

However, after the sound of spells, there was a wail of demon beasts, and it was thought that most of them were made by monks who built a foundation and knotted Dan.

Although separated by a great distance, He Miaomiao still strengthened his vigilance, the demon beasts here are not terrifying, and the high-level monks are worried.

They have all experienced here, and the treasures they have obtained are all of the same grade, and there will definitely be high-level monks who will snatch the storage bags of low-level monks, He Miaomiao will put his divine sense to the extreme, but whenever there is any trouble, he will be ready to evacuate at any time.

She remembered the location of the cicada, and also remembered the blue lake, as long as there was a foundation building monk with bad intentions, she would lead to the territory of the demon beast to break the net.

As for the knot period... Then there is nothing to struggle with, just to die happily.

He Miaomiao's divine sense spread all over a radius of four miles, and after the spiritual power in her body was saturated, she no longer cultivated, and only focused on the movements outside the formation, raising her head slightly and staring at the sky with her eyes.

The half-moon in the inky black sky hangs high, and at first glance it looks no different from the outside world, but in fact, if you look closely, you can find that it is a clear night sky, but there is not half a star. And the moon is also extremely angular, not as hazy as the outside world.

This kind of scene seems to be real, but there is a sense of stiffness, compared with the night sky of Qinglang Realm, it seems that the apprentice and the master painted separately, one only has a form and no god, and the other has both form and spirit, which is more soft and natural.

The hours in the cave are no different from the outside world, and after a night, there is no movement in the range that He Miaomiao can detect.

Seeing that the sky was gradually changing, and when the sun was about to rise, she retracted her tired consciousness, restored a stick of incense, and set off again to the south.

Except for the monks with ulterior motives, the rest of the people are still accustomed to getting up in the morning and rushing to repair at night.

Along the way, He Miaomiao sensed the presence of the monk twice, but it was during the Qi refining period, and as soon as the divine sense met, both sides left quickly.

The valley was so great that she galloped all the way to noon, still in the low rolling hills.