This elixir was named "Powerful Pill" by Zuo Mo, and it sounded full of rivers and lakes, but he didn't care about it.

He originally planned to refine a few more and give them to Uncle Yan Le to sell the spars, but soon, he had to put this matter aside. In the spirit field, there is a batch of spirit grass elixir that can already be harvested. He cultivates carefully every day, like "Little ** Trick", "Earth Qi Trick" and "Red Flame Trick", etc., and he has to perform it several times a day. And like "Grass and Wood Jue" and "Gengjin Jue", they will come every once in a while.

Before this, Zuo Mo had never planted like this. Thanks to his careful care, the plants in the Valley of Zephyr are growing very well, and some of the spirit plants with short growth cycles are ready to be harvested.

For Zuo Mo, who is shy in his pocket, this is tantamount to a timely rain. Out of prudence, he even asked his master for leave.

In the Valley of the West Wind, a guy who looked like a skeleton bent down and sweated like rain in the spiritual field.

"It's finally over. Zuo Mo sat on the ground panting, looking at the small pile of mature elixirs in front of him, his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment. In the blink of an eye, I caught a glimpse of the corner, and the three-grade dragon grass was almost ripe, fiery and red, and I was very optimistic.

Categorizing the spirit herbs and elixirs, separating them according to their appearance, and then carefully wrapping them, Zuo Mo drove the gray-beaked goose and went straight to Uncle Yan Le's residence.

Yan Le saw Zuo Mo, especially the large package on Zuo Mo's back, his eyes suddenly lit up: "What good things does my nephew grow?"

Unloading the large package, Zuo Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is a batch of elixirs that have just been planted, Uncle Shi will help me sell them." Although the consignment needs to be handed over to the sect, Zuo Mo still decided to hand it over to the sect for consignment. In addition to the fact that Yan Le Shibo understands the market better than him, the sect contribution points are also very practical. And the more you contribute to the sect, the higher your status in the sect will undoubtedly be.

Although the pu demon is in his sea of knowledge, this perverted shemale with an impermanent temperament is absolutely unreliable. The Pu Demon is a thoroughly dangerous terrorist, so he can not be provoked, and try to provoke as little as possible.

In contrast, Zuo Mo was more willing to use the power of the sect, at least these elders of the sect seemed to be normal people. It's just that in this way, it becomes very important to improve one's status in the sect.

The more advanced the cultivation stage, the more resources are needed, and relying on the strength of the individual alone is far less realistic than relying on the power of the sect. It is casual cultivation, in fact, it also has its own circle, and there are very few people who are really alone.

Yan Le squatted down and looked at the spirit grass brought by Zuo Mo, his face becoming more and more joyful.

"A lot of good things! Mmmm, Sanpin Qi Nanzi, Sanpin Horse Chestnut, hey, and Tianxing Grass are also Sanpin! This can be sold for a good price......" Yan Le is like a few treasures, and he actually knows all the spirit herbs and elixirs.

Zuo Mo was greatly admired, and hurriedly patted a sycophant: "Uncle Shi is so powerful, he actually recognizes it." Shi Fengrong was the youngest among the few, and Zuo Mo's title to Yan Le had also changed from the previous uncle to uncle.

"Haha, if you want to do business, how can you do it if you don't know it?" Yan Le was quite useful to Zuo Mo's sycophant, his originally small eyes narrowed so that there was only a small slit left, and he smiled: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a Lingzhifu! When he grows something, he is not only faster than others, but also better than others." The teacher and nephew also put a lot of thought into it, and all the plantings are easy to sell, and the price is not bad. ”

I don't know if it's because of the weakness of my heart, Zuo Mo feels that Uncle Yan Le's eyes seem to be quite meaningful when he looks at him. Could it be that Uncle Shi also knows about Wei Nan's predecessors?

He forced himself to calm down: "Uncle Shi also knows how poor the disciple is. If you don't grow something to sell, it is estimated that you won't even have a spar to learn alchemy. ”

He was now glad that his zombie face was the best disguise.

Yan Le nodded: "Haha." Without spars, you can't learn anything. You are now a spirit planter, and you don't have to worry about spars, as long as you plant well, we elders will not treat you badly. ”

"That's that, that's. Zuo Mo laughed with him, but his expressionless face really gave people a weird feeling.

Yan Le casually took out two of them: "Qi Nanzi, and this golden-veined red palm tree, don't sell it, you can keep it." In the future, you may use it for refining medicine, and I remember that your master used to ask me to help her collect it. It's easy to get rid of these two strains, but it's hard to buy them. ”

Zuo Mo hurriedly put away the two elixirs.

"I'll sell the rest. If the sect needs it, I will also give it to you at the market price. After speaking, he took out a spar and handed it to Zuo Mo: "This is a third-grade spar, it is considered a prepayment, you can take it." For the rest of the day, I'll ask Senior Sister Li Yingfeng to send it to you. ”

Zuo Mo stared blankly at the three-grade spar in Yan Le's hand.

This was the first three-grade spar he'd ever seen!

Seeing Zuo Mo's sluggish gaze, Yan Le couldn't help but laugh, and threw the spar to Zuo Mo: "Okay, don't embarrass me like this outside." ”

Zuo Mo's brain was still a little unresponsive, although he thought that this batch of goods should be worth some spars, but he never expected that there would be a third-grade spar just in advance! The windfall that fell from the sky suddenly stunned Zuo Mo, and his whole person felt a little fluttering.

Suddenly remembering something, Zuo Mo, who turned around and wanted to leave, stopped his figure and took out the "Powerful Pill" from his arms: "Uncle Shi, how much do you think this elixir is worth?"

Yan Le took the elixir and squinted his eyes for a moment: "What is the use of this elixir?"

Zuo Mo repeated what the master said.

"Then I'll help you sell it, everyone is slow to accept the new elixir, and I can't guarantee how much it can be sold. Yan Le thought for a moment.

Zuo Mo was grateful, his waist was unprecedentedly full, and he completely forgot that he still wanted to earn spars by refining strong pills before. All the way back to the West Wind Courtyard, he was still in a dizzy state.

Scrooge looked at the three-grade spar in front of him.

The third-grade spar far surpasses the second-grade spar in color and integrity. It is a complete regular prism, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities, just like a transparent crystal. The spiritual power contained in it is very powerful!

He gently touched the hedron, his eyes intoxicated.

Suddenly, his hand seemed to be stung by something, and the spar on his hand suddenly lit up. Zuo Mo stayed where he was, looking at the glowing hedron inexplicably. There was a sudden strong throbbing feeling in my heart, like something was about to erupt.

The light of the spar gradually dimmed, and the throbbing in Zuo Mo's heart became stronger and stronger.

What's going on?

He panicked.

"Idiot, you're going to build a foundation!" the pu demon suddenly appeared and looked at Zuo Mo with a sneer.

"Building a foundation?" Zuo Mo didn't care about the sarcasm in Pu Demon's tone at this time, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Why is it suddenly going to build a foundation?"

Pu Demon shrugged: "If the spiritual power is enough, it is natural to build a foundation." You were stimulated by the spiritual power in the spar just now, and the spiritual power in your body, well, woke up. ”

"Wake up, what am I going to do?" Zuo Mo was at a loss.

Damn! He didn't expect to build the foundation so soon, he didn't even have any preparation, he didn't know what to do next, what to do. He had always felt that Zhuji was far away from him.

By the way, you can go and ask the uncle and them! Zuo Mo slapped his brain, and prepared to run towards the gray-beaked goose.

Under the shadow of the hair on the forehead of the pu demon, a knife-like arc was quietly outlined.

"Don't you want strength? I have a way to build a foundation, which is quite good, to ensure that you build a foundation successfully, and your cultivation will rise greatly. Pu Demon's cool voice revealed a thick temptation.

Zuo Mo's footsteps froze.

"What do you want?" asked Zuo Mo through gritted teeth.

"Hee-hee. Pu Demon pointed to the three-grade spar in Zuo Mo's hand.

This shemale really didn't have a good heart! It turned out that he was eyeing his own three-grade spar! Zuo Mo was furious and snorted: "I'll still ask my uncle ......."

"Hee-hee, building the foundation is the first level for cultivators. But many people don't know that it is also one of the most important levels. It will have a direct impact on your subsequent practice. Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's not good for you to use those Tsukidan!"

Pu Demon said leisurely.

The throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Zuo Mo felt that his heart was about to jump out. Pu Demon's words seemed to have become a little ethereal and unreal, illusory and illusory.

"Hehe, your uncles, it's not that I underestimate them, they can't give you much strength. Look at your master, he is not a match for someone who has changed your face. Well, I didn't let you suffer. "Fetal Breath Refining God" is easy to use, sword intent, well, you have touched the threshold now! ”

Pu Demon smiled lightly, extremely handsome.

"Just a three-grade spar, this is quite a bargain. Just a three-grade spar, if you spend some more effort, you will be able to earn it. The benefits you get, but the benefits you get are endless. Is there a better deal in the world?"

The throbbing in his heart became more and more intense, everything in his vision seemed to be distorted, and Zuo Mo felt as if something in his body was on fire.

Thirsty!!

He had a hunch that it would be too late to go to the master at this time.

"Here you go!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and threw the three-grade spar in his hand to the Pu demon, he wanted to smash this shemale to death.

"Hee-hee, a wise choice!" Pu Demon easily caught the spar, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Hey, take that dragon grass to Cold Mist Valley." ”

"Fire Dragon Grass!" Zuo Mo was dumbfounded, squeezing out these three words from between his teeth.

This guy ......

Zuo Mo even had the heart to cry, such a terrifying thing as fire dragon grass can only be endured by a terrifying character like Senior Brother! A person like himself will only have one end, that is, his spiritual power will collapse and die.

Pu Demon's right eye narrowed into a crescent moon shape, and kindly reminded Zuo Mo: "Time is running out." ”

The burning sensation in his body became stronger and stronger, Zuo Mo wanted to tear all his clothes, his blood vessels were like red-hot iron pipes, he was unusually thirsty, unusually uncomfortable! Time was running out!

He didn't care so much, he took out the Divine Walking Talisman, stuck it on his leg, his whole body's spiritual power was running, grasping the fire dragon grass, and the whole person was like a red cloud, rolling towards the Cold Mist Valley.

He screamed in his heart

- Pu!