Chapter 44: Thunderweed
Chu Chen, who was sent back to the lair, immediately fell asleep, and his body began to quickly absorb the scorching sun-like "fog-repelling beads" energy.
glanced at the sleeping little eagle in the nest again, and a deep tenderness appeared on Ling Xuan's face.
A gust of wind blew from the top of the tomb, raising Ling Xuan's long hair, and the pair of cold eyes on her perfect face looked into the distance.
"The fog-dispelling beads are useless. It seems that the clue of the Black Mist Valley cannot be explored. I want to go back to the Netherworld Sect again to find the clues. No matter where you are, Master, I will find you!"
"Little things, this difference, it may be difficult to meet again in the future."
Ling Xuan, who turned her head to look at Kitty Hawk, sighed slightly. She really thought that when Kitty grew older, she would sign a blood contract with it and accept it as her own battle pet. But when Kitty tried desperately to save her, he changed his mind.
The eagle must have a piece of sky of its own. Once restrained, future achievements may be limited. Let it grow freely and treat it better.
And I have to go on the road alone.
sighed, Ling Xuan gently touched Kitty's silky black feathers, and her figure floated down.
"Since it is said that it will be difficult to meet again in the future, then I must come and see you off."
On the small road from Biquan Xianshan to Black Mist Valley, a figure rushed along the road frantically.
As soon as the little eagle clone entered the eagle's nest, he gradually entered a deep sleep state, but Chu Chen still heard Ling Xuan's farewell in the confusion.
Perhaps as Ling Xuan said, it will be difficult to see each other ever since. After all, the world is so big that once many people are separated, they will never see each other again in their lifetime.
As soon as Chu Chen entered the area where the Long Burial Tomb was located, he saw a black-clothed girl walking fast from a distance. Her eyes were cold, but there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes. She lowered her head and was thinking about something. Did not notice that Chu Chen was approaching her.
is not a spacious tomb path. The two were about to collide together, when Ling Xuan realized that there was a young man in front of him, and this handsome young man was looking at him.
Ling Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed murderous intent. After she bloodied the Netherworld Sect, it can be said that since then, she regards human life like grass and mustard, and never relents in killing.
Protecting oneself is always the first principle. Except for the master, the life of others is not life at all.
The moment when Ling Xuan's murderous intent flashed and the calm-looking young boy's eyes crossed, a warmth surged from the bottom of my heart. This...what's going on?
Why do I have a familiar and intimacy with this strange boy? I have already sworn that, except for the master, the lives of others will never be fate.
Why does a strange boy who can easily kill him make him feel so confused?
Just in a trance, Ling Xuan passed by Chu Chen on the path between the tombs.
"This girl."
Chu Chen stopped Ling Xuan, who just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong. Ling Xuan wanted to ignore him, but she turned her head involuntarily and said coldly, "What's the matter?"
"It seems that the wind is blowing. I am afraid that there will be a storm soon. The wind and rain will be heavy outside. The girl is on the road alone. Take care."
Listening to Chu Chen's words, Ling Xuan's eyes were red. It was like Kitty hawking farewell to him. Why did the young man I met on the road know his mood.
"If a girl is lost, she can go back to a place at any time. I think the girl will have old friends, waiting for you in this place and guarding you."
Ling Xuan tried desperately to endure the tears in his eyes, turning his head and daring not to look at Chu Chen, "Joke, who am I Ling Xuan? I want others to protect? I'm a murderous witch, this young man... if it wasn't for me today Kill, you are already a corpse, next time you see me, you'd better hide away, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ling Xuan threw a sentence and flew away without looking back. After a few ups and downs, the incarnation disappeared into the sky with a stream of light.
Chu Chen looked at the direction in which Ling Xuan had disappeared, and felt a sense of sorrow in his heart. Will he see this wicked witch again? Maybe this life is missed.
Chu Chen came to the eagle's nest and took a look. The little eagle avatar was sleeping soundly with the elixir in his mouth.
Chu Chen picked up this dark blue herbal medicine and looked at it repeatedly, only to find that it was a spiritual grass he had never seen before, so he opened up his spiritual sense to investigate.
immediately felt a very pure thunder energy, constantly restless in the spirit grass, as if to rush out at any time.
Chu Chen came to the conclusion that after the elixir was dug up, it must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it would be destroyed.
"This...this is Thunderweed!"
Although Chu Chen didn't know what thunderweed was, he got the medicine from Fangshi and saw the green light in the eyes of the old shopkeeper, revealing the wolf-like greed, and knew that it must be a good thing.
"Brother, where did you get these strange drugs that no one can get."
The old shopkeeper was holding a spiritual mirror to observe the faintly blue "Thunderweed" carefully, and he was amazed with envy on his face.
"I dug it easily."
Although Chu Chen’s answer was very honest, the old shopkeeper didn’t believe him at all, rolled his eyes, and said that he was so easy to talk at a young age, and he would have grown up so much~www.wuxiaspot.com~Chu Chen naturally didn’t bother to follow him. He cares, "How much spirit stone is this thunderweed worth?"
"This..." The old shopkeeper put down the spiritual mirror, with an elusive expression on his face, "Thunderweed can be said to be invaluable, or it can be said to be worthless."
"The old shopkeeper might as well talk about it."
"Thunderweed contains a lot of thunder from the sun. This thunder from the sun is the essence of exorcising evil spirits and exorcising demons, and it is an absolute life-saving straw for cultivators who have become devastated." The old shopkeeper's words suddenly changed. However, thunderweed can be stored for a very short time, and it cannot be refined into a pill. If a monk who can't get rid of the fire within a short period of time makes a move, it is a waste."
"What advice does the old shopkeeper have?"
"Don't think that I want to take the opportunity to lower the price. The thunder of the sun contained in this thunderweed is too strong, and the monks of the spiritual water realm can't take it. It can only be used by the monks of higher realm." The old shopkeeper frowned. , "Or, I'll take out fifty spiritual stones and eat them. I'm going to take a big risk. If I can't sell them within ten days, I'll fall into my hands."
"How ashamed to let the old shopkeeper take out his coffin to take the risk, the old rules, the shopkeeper will consign it for me."
Chu Chen decided to put it on the Zongmen trading platform to try his luck, because he was not afraid of smashing it in his hands at all. There was a panacea in the Black Mist Valley, and it was a big deal.
The consignment time was five days. After consigning the "Thunderweed", Chu Chen didn't care about it anymore, and started preparing to condense the spiritual water. His cultivation level has reached the spiritual energy realm completeness, and it is time that the condensed spiritual water impacts the spiritual water realm. .
