Chapter 54: After a long drought, there comes rain, two or three drops.

"Of course I won't doubt you, Fellow Daoist Lu."

The middle-aged monk was stared at by Lu Xuan and took two steps back.

"I just want to know more about your planting method, Fellow Daoist Lu. After all, I paid more than thirty spiritual stones for it."

Hearing this, Lu Xuan sneered.

"Okay, then let me ask you, has the quality of the twenty fireflies you picked improved?"

"Compared to the past, there are two or three more good-quality fireflies, but the high-quality ones remain unchanged."

The middle-aged monk answered truthfully.

"Isn't that okay?"

"There are two or three more fireflies that have improved from ordinary quality to good quality. This is just a short time after you have carefully cultivated them. If it takes a long time, the average quality can be improved a bit."

"If you have three more plants of good quality, you will earn nearly one more spiritual stone. If you plant dozens or hundreds of fireflies, you will earn several more spiritual stones."

"Lingying grass is a non-grade spiritual plant with a short maturity time. You can plant three or four batches in a year. In this way, you can earn back the spiritual stones in just a few years."

"Not to mention, this method also has effects on other spiritual plants."

"So, Fellow Daoist Zhou, what else do you have to doubt?"

After Lu Xuan finished speaking, he ignored the middle-aged monk and walked away.

Before he could go far, he grabbed him.

"I gave up most of my training time and paid so many spiritual stones just to earn a few spiritual stones?"

"You have to tell me the secret today, otherwise I won't give up."

He said harshly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

During this period of time, he did not practice much martial arts and spent almost all his time on cultivating spiritual plants in a refined way.

He originally thought he would be able to obtain high-quality Firefly Grass, but he was disappointed. The improvement effect was extremely effective.

There was such a big gap between reality and expectations. He subconsciously thought that Lu Xuan was hiding something from him, so he couldn't help but come to Baicao Hall to wait for Lu Xuan, hoping to get the key to cultivating spiritual plants from Lu Xuan.

"I've made it very clear."

Lu Xuan shook his hand away, and a Sword Qi Ten Thousand Talisman slipped quietly to his wrist.

"Giving up your practice time is your own choice."

"I can guarantee that my method is correct and effective. As long as you follow the methods I teach and cultivate spiritual plants carefully for a long time, the average quality of spiritual plants will definitely be improved."

"As for whether you can get perfect quality fireflies or other spiritual plants, it depends on the personal talent and hard work of the spiritual planter."

"I gave up my spiritual practice and devoted all my energy to cultivating spiritual plants. In addition, I have a strong natural affinity for spiritual plants and can keenly sense the needs of spiritual plants. Only then can I grow spiritual plants of perfect quality."

"That's it for now. I would like to ask fellow Daoist Zhou not to pester me any further, otherwise I won't blame you for being rude."

Lu Xuanchao warned the middle-aged monk, ignored his nonsense, and left.

"you……"

"You will be punished for this!"

Behind him, the angry voice of the middle-aged monk came.

Lu Xuan secretly felt funny. He felt that he had a clear conscience and told this casual spiritual planter that the method was indeed effective and could slightly improve the quality of the spiritual plants he planted.

The only and biggest difference between the two is that Lu Xuan can clearly grasp the real-time status of spiritual plants and can meet their subtle needs at any time, and the appearance of the white light group allows him to not have to worry about stagnant cultivation, missing treasures, etc. occur.

As long as the spiritual plant master can calm down and cultivate the spiritual plants meticulously according to what Lu Xuan said, it won't take long to earn back the spiritual stones he spent.

But he was obviously eager for success, and after seeing the quality of the spiritual plants planted by Lu Xuan, he was somewhat unbalanced and his words and deeds were erratic.

As for the retribution he mentioned? Lu Xuan thought that he had profound cultivation and many treasures and talismans, so he didn't take his words to heart.

He came to the casual cultivator market.

Since monks have been mutating into monsters that are neither human nor ghosts, there are obviously many more monks from the Law Enforcement Hall in the market than before.

The monks were always vigilant when coming and going.

In such a dull atmosphere, Lu Xuan walked quickly and swept his eyes across the stalls on both sides.

At the stalls, there were many monks selling monster beast materials, most of which came from wilderness and secret realms, and a few raised them themselves, among which monster meat was the most popular.

After all, eating monster meat can slightly increase the spiritual power in a monk's body, and it can be regarded as a daily consumable.

Secondly, there are those special parts that can be used to refine magic weapons, such as the fur, scales, bones, etc. of certain monster beasts.

Occasionally, he saw a stall selling the blood of monsters. Lu Xuan went up to ask about the species of monsters with anticipation. Unfortunately, it was not the blood of snake monsters.

Finally, he found a bottle of python blood in the stall of a young monk who was practicing Qi at the first level.

The python is called the Black Threaded Snake, which is not a good monster. According to what the young man said, he and several companions worked together to kill the python. Since he did not have much effort, he did not get the python skin or fangs, but only got a small bottle. Black Line Snake Blood is placed on the stall with the mentality of giving it a try.

Lu Xuan spent seventy broken spirits to buy the small bottle of black-lined snake blood from the young man.

The young man thought that the snake blood would just rot in his hands, but he didn't expect to get seventy broken spirits unexpectedly. He quickly bowed to Lu Xuan to thank him.

Lu Xuan returned to his courtyard with the snake blood.

Entering the spiritual field, everything was as usual. The half-human tall grass puppet was still patrolling the spiritual field tirelessly.

When he passed by Lu Xuan, he kept walking, and the huge gray grass head turned towards Lu Xuan's direction, staring blankly, and turned nearly 180 degrees before returning to its original position.

"After absorbing two drops of grass spirit essence liquid, the grass puppet's intelligence has obviously improved, probably from an inanimate puppet to the level of a one or two-year-old baby."

"What remains unchanged is the heart that firmly guards the spiritual field."

Lu Xuan sighed, thankful that he had such a loyal tool man.

He looked around in the spiritual field and found that all the spiritual plants were growing as normal. There were a few that needed nourishment, so he used the Spiritual Rain Technique or the Mu Sheng Technique to ensure that they could get maximum satisfaction.

Finally, come to the area where the dragon vine is.

He couldn't wait to take out the small bottle of black-threaded snake blood, unplug the cork, and carefully pour the snake blood on the curved vines.

After dripping on the dragon vine, the bright red blood did not drip down, but adhered tightly to the surface of the vine.

Immediately, it slowly seeped into the inside of the vine.

The originally dark black vines turned black and red after absorbing the blood of the black-threaded snake. When observed carefully, the winding and knotted vines seemed like a small snake that had awakened from dormancy for a winter, swimming slowly.

After several breaths, he stopped.

Lu Xuan's mind focused on the dragon vine vines.

"It seems like something good has entered the body, but it's gone before I can taste it..."

He looked like he was thirsty and wanted to be able to enjoy the rain after a long drought, but in the end only two or three drops of rain fell.