The West Wind Courtyard has become another important place for the Voidless Sword Sect, especially for the outer disciples, its importance is far greater than that of other inner sect senior brothers' courtyards. The vast majority of the outer disciples were engaged in cultivation, and what they feared most was the emergence of various spiritual field problems. There is a spirit planter in the inner gate, and they have more stability in their hearts, and they can at least find someone if something happens.

There is a brand-new courtyard in the valley, the outer wall is made of neat bluestone, the delicate pattern of bluestone and the cold and hard texture make the small courtyard a little cold and quiet. The vines are like waterfalls, and the fine stars in the sky are occasionally mixed in, and the stars are dotted. The pond in the courtyard was no longer the muddy pond where he lived before, a purple fire lotus was planted all over the place, the purple lotus flower was like a purple flame blooming in the water, and the purple light was scattered at night, which was extremely confusing. Among the purple fire lotus, the silver scissor fish swam very happily, like countless blades appearing, and dozens of silver threads are intertwined like shuttles, dazzling.

Zuo Mo had no intention of appreciating these beautiful scenery, and as before, he regularly went to the Cold Mist Valley every day to take care of the rain. He is now a disciple of the inner gate, and the rule of not flying in the mountain gate is no longer valid for him. Pasted with the Divine Talisman, he walked like a fly, and his speed was not slower than those flying spirit beasts, which greatly saved time, not to mention, he was also very addicted.

These days, every day during the day, he takes care of Lingtian as usual. At night, he quietly ran to the spiritual veins of the stone room to meditate and practice "Fetal Breath Refining God".

Although "Fetal Breath Refining God" mainly cultivates divine sense, the increase of spiritual power is also quite good, much better than the "Ten Righteous Heart Methods". Coupled with the help of the spiritual veins, in a few days, his progress was extremely fast! Unconsciously, his cultivation quietly broke through the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

The spirit vein of the stone chamber has also become Zuo Mo's biggest secret except for the Pu Demon, and he is extra careful. In order to cover the entrance of the cave, he not only sealed the entrance with a rock, but also planted a large number of weeds and shrubs around the entrance. From the outside, there is absolutely no clue. The only thing he was worried about was that elders like the master or the head of the sect would come to him. Therefore, he did not dare to set any prohibitions, and the prohibitions set at his level would be completely useless to the masters, but would attract their attention.

He is living a very happy life now. In addition to the supply of spars every month, there will also be a supply of Spirit Valley. He has been planting Spirit Valley for more than two years, but he has never eaten it.

The spirit valley contains abundant spiritual energy, and after these spiritual energy is absorbed and transformed into spiritual power, it is gentle and soft, not as domineering as the spiritual power absorbed from the spar. Moreover, if you go to some special places, such as the Dutian Blood Realm. Three thousand years ago, the demons were defeated, and in order to preserve their vitality, the only remaining more than 100 masters of the demons used their own flesh and blood as a guide, with the seven middle realms as the axis and the forty-nine small realms as the screen, to create the Dutian Blood Realm and resist the pace of the cultivators. Within the Dutian Blood Realm, all the aura became extremely domineering and messy, and cultivators couldn't absorb it at all.

Cultivators who go to the Dutian Blood Realm often need to carry a large number of crystals and spirit valleys. The spar is used to supplement the daily consumption of spiritual power, but because the spiritual power in the spar is also relatively domineering, relying only on the spar can easily lead to the collapse of the realm. Although the spiritual energy of the Spirit Valley is not as rich as the spar, the aura is mild in nature, which can help the cultivator stabilize the realm.

Some disciples of the Great Gate Sect take Linggu every day, which can increase the speed of cultivation.

However, for a small sect like the Wukong Sword Sect, it could only supply a certain amount every month, and it only had a relatively low-grade Spirit Valley. But it was a first-grade spirit valley, and Zuo Mo had never eaten it before.

Zuo Mo is studying the jade slips left by Wei Nan's predecessors. Although Wei Nan's predecessors had limited cultivation, many of the roads he had traveled were worthy of Zuo Mo's reference, such as planting. Wei Nan's predecessor also used to be a spirit planter, and he had studied alchemy, how similar was this to Zuo Mo? Those remote and remote mental methods Zuo Mo didn't plan to touch now, how to earn spars was the most important thing for him to consider at the moment.

What is the easiest thing to grow during the gas refining period to earn spars, and how to plant them?

Zuo Mo, who finally has twenty acres of three-grade spiritual fields, naturally has to think about it. He is now penniless, and he has been crushed by the Pu Demon. Although the sect's monthly supply is quite a lot, it is tantamount to a drop in the bucket for him.

It is impossible to directly convert the spirit vein into a spare, but even if it can be sold, Zuo Mo will never sell it. How could someone as shrewd as he do such a stupid thing at the expense of short-term interests and give up long-term interests?

Thinking of ways to earn spars was one of the most important things Wei Nan did back then. In fact, for every cultivator, spars are an unavoidable problem. The amount of hedron earned will directly affect the cultivation speed.

Magic Weapons, Jade Slips, Materials......

What doesn't need a hedroon?

Even Zuo Mo is now an inner disciple, although the master will focus on cultivating him and give him preference in all aspects, but this is also limited.

However, compared to Zuo Mo's situation, Wei Nan's situation was much more difficult back then. The number of paths he found out has excellent reference value for Zuo Mo.

Riding the gray-beaked goose assigned to him by the sect, Zuo Mo carried a large bag and sat leisurely on the back of the goose. These things are all gifts from others, and he doesn't need them. He was going to exchange them all for hedrons, and although he couldn't exchange many hedrons, he couldn't do anything else at the moment. It is impossible to expect the Pu Demon to spit out the spars.

The pu demon sat on the tombstone with his eyes closed every day, as if he was meditating. Could it be that he also needs to cultivate? Zuo Mo was very curious in his heart.

He's never going to touch the mold now. Pu Demon has an impermanent temperament, is cold and crazy, and his strength is unfathomable. You never know what he's going to do next, you'll never know what's going on in his mind, and you'll never know what his purpose is.

Zuo Mo felt that the Pu Demon was a real demon, and he would give you the temptation to make your soul tremble, and he would also make you fall to the bottom of hell when you were most satisfied.

Zuo Mo had hatred, anger, and despair at the torture of the Pu Demon, but when the master revealed that he had been changed and erased, these emotions that had plagued him seemed to disappear at once.

Because he needs strength!

Because he needs answers!

What is this torture?

He remembers very well the strangeness he felt when he first opened his eyes two years ago. For two years, the voice that appeared in his dreams tormented him countless times. He was scared, frightened, hesitant, dazed, he had tried to find the answer, but there was no clue, he couldn't do it, so he lived in a state of confusion, never happy.

Now, he's awake.

He had only one thought, he wanted to find out, who was it! Who did it all!

Absolutely unforgivable!

On the back of the gray-beaked goose, Zuo Mo looked at the east floating looming in the air in the distance, and he clenched his fists.

Dongfu is the same as in the past, and the flow of people shuttles. Zuo Mo went straight to the Freedom Bazaar and found the payment.

Fu Jin's eyes were extremely sharp, and when he saw the spring bud jade plate on Zuo Mo's waist, the whole person was stunned. It took a while to react, although there was still shock in his eyes, but a smile quickly appeared on his face: "Congratulations to Brother Mo, congratulations to Brother Mo! Tsk, such a young Lingzhifu, Brother Mo is really extraordinary! Fast forward, fast forward!"

Zuo Mo was not polite, and slammed the large package to pay the money: "Help me sell these things." ”

"What is it?" Fu Jin asked, but he quickly opened the cloth bag in his hand, and with just one glance, he roughly judged the value of these things. Although things seem to be a lot, they are actually not valuable, and it is normal to think about it, where can the outer disciples of the Qi refining period give away valuable things.

His mind turned extremely fast, and he quoted a good price: "Fifty second-grade crystals." How?"

Zuo Mo also knew the market, these things were definitely not worth fifty second-grade crystals, he shook his head: "It's too much, thirty is fine." ”

"Okay. Fu Jin happily gave the spar, put the things away, and said with a smile: "Little Brother Mo is developed now, I will have to bring my little brother more in the future!"

The two chatted for a while, and Zuo Mo listened very carefully. Don't look at small businessmen like Fu Jin, but their sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and any bit of wind and grass in the market can't hide from their eyes. During the conversation, Fu Jin was quite worried. Recently, prices in Linggu have been rising, and this is the first time in these years that this situation has occurred. Every year, people go to the Heavenly Blood Realm to hunt demons, but the price of Spirit Valley has never been so outrageous. Linked to some rumors in the Dutian Blood Realm recently, it is becoming more and more disturbing.

According to Fu Jin, not only in the Tianyue Realm, but also in the Spirit Valley of other realms, the price is also rising. All of this shows that the conflict in the Dutian Blood Realm is intensifying.

Is the demon going to start a counterattack?

After listening to the words of the payment, Zuo Mo's heart couldn't help but become a little heavy. For low-level cultivators, what they are most afraid of is turmoil. If a great war really breaks out like the one three thousand years ago, low-level cultivators will be the cannon fodder who will die the fastest.

"Hey, sure enough, the mountains don't turn around, it's not that the enemies don't get together. A yin and yang voice broke Zuo Mo's thoughts.

He looked up, and suddenly his head started to ache.

The two people in front of him, one of them was the disciple of the Dongqi Sword Sect who was beaten to the crack by his flying sword last time. The person next to him was very unfamiliar, it was estimated that it was his senior brother, and his momentum was obviously superior.

Fu Jin is a good person, looking at the current situation, he suddenly secretly complained in his heart, but there was a smile on his face: "Two masters, come on, let's sit down and drink tea......

Syllable!

The words stopped abruptly, and Fu Jin's whole person was pumped upside down like a sandbag.

"What's that, do you have the right to speak?" the man said coldly, withdrawing his hand.

Zuo Mo didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, but he didn't react for a while, and hurriedly ran over to help him up. Seeing the slap marks on Fu Jin's face and the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, Zuo Mo's eyes became gloomy. Carefully pick up the payment and slowly turn around.

"Who is so heartless and lets the dog out?" Zuo Mo stared at the guy who did it just now, and gently rubbed the golden sword ring with his thumb.

The guy who did it suddenly looked like a pig's liver, and he was furious: "You fucking ......"

The voice stopped abruptly.

A sword light carried a faint frost aura, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows!