novelsky Chapter 91 God Grass Seed
Chapter 91 God Grass Seed
"As for the follow-up, the matter between the two of you has nothing to do with me!"
"Bai Chenxuan and Wang Jiuchao, I don't know where they are, you'd better send someone to look for them yourself."
After finishing speaking, he left with the three elders.
After returning to the sect, he hurried to the Alchemy Pavilion. The Shuo Lingzhu had been refined in the alchemy furnace for half a month, and now it was full of aura.
He read the formula and took out the Shuo Lingzhu.
The blue spiritual fire in the left hand swirled around, and in an instant, it burned the huge spirit bead into a black iron color, and the spiritual energy rushed towards the spirit bead crazily.
The Shuo Lingzhu is like a sponge that has lost water, and the spiritual energy rushes into it crazily.
Tianhong got out of the spirit sword, and took a mouthful of the spirit of the spirit sword towards Shuo Lingzhu.
Afterwards, under the burning of the karmic fire, the purity of the spiritual energy in the inner force of the Shuo Lingzhu became more and more concentrated, gradually turning into a drop of milky white water.
Ye Zhao frowned, and drew out the weak willow sword.
With a sound of "click", the milky white spiritual liquid was delivered to the sword body, and a burst of spiritual energy shot out from the weak willow in an instant, and then covered the entire sword body.
With two buzzing sounds, the weak willow sword was suspended in the air, absorbing the aura around the entire Tianhong sect, and slowly transformed into a spirit body.
And this spirit body was green all over, with half-closed eyes floating in the air, showing no sign of waking up at all.
Tianhong frowned and formed a Sichuan character.
"Weak Liujian has been sleeping for thousands of years, it is not easy to wake up!"
She quickly turned into a spirit body, got into the sword body, trying to wake up the weak willow.
But it doesn't work.
There is even a mirror image of spiritual energy leaking, but after a long time, the spiritual body can be wiped out.
Ye Zhao frowned.
It is not easy to wake up a sleeping sword spirit.
After the aura dissipated, it was even more difficult to wake up the sword spirit!
He quickly took out the glass and porcelain bottle from the space, and with a wave of his hand, ten cans of bloodthirsty insect blood sprayed out, all of which were absorbed by Ruoliu.
But for a long time, accompanied by a powerful aura collision!
Boom!
After a few sounds, the Tianhong Sect was shaken, and streams of light shot out.
The green worm liquid is all over the weak willow.
In the blink of an eye, she changed from a spirit body to a physical body.
Slowly fell into Ye Zhao's arms.
Even Ye Zhao, who was born in the Second Reincarnation, couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The woman in front of her is so beautiful!
A pair of slender willow and mountain eyebrows, a small cherry mouth slightly opened, a delicate nose like a goddess's work, eyes slightly closed, eyelashes trembling, face as pale as paper, and waist full.
No matter which man in the world sees it, he will not shake his evil heart.
Sacred and intangible, difficult to soak, beautiful like a flying fairy in the sky!
Tianhong got out of the weak willow sword, her majestic and beautiful eyes showed a little sadness, but she still walked slowly to Ye Zhao's side.
"Master, Ruo Liu has turned into a flesh body, but it will take some time for her to wake up."
"However, she has been sleeping for too long, even if she has a physical body, it may be difficult to wake up."
Ye Zhao frowned, and used spiritual energy to probe into the spiritual veins in Ruoliu's fleshy body. The pulse was weak and the breath was weak, just like the state of sleeping in the spiritual sword.
Tianhong was right, it was very difficult for Ruoliu to wake up.
"Is there a solution?"
Seeing Ye Zhao's concerned expression, Tianhong clenched her lower lip and said something with her head buried.
"If you want her to wake up, you need to bury the sword spirit's body in the elixir soil to warm it up, and then water it with the morning rain and dew, and it will wake up in time.
After hearing this, Ye Zhao nodded in satisfaction.
There is indeed a way to warm him up in the elixir soil.
Tianhong looked at him with some embarrassment, "Master, the soil for living elixir is hard to find. Many people tried to raise elixir, but they all failed."
"The spirit body is placed in the wilderness, lest some bad people will think about it, why don't I take Ruoliu to find the spirit soil and guard her?"
Ye Zhao vetoed it straight away, Tianhong is also a sword spirit, how could he let their two swords wander outside?
After all, sword spirits in the mainland are rare treasures.
If someone encounters it, let alone a weak willow, even Tianhong will not be spared.
He set his sights on the back mountain.
"In a month, the spiritual soil of Houshan should be warmed up."
He walked with his sword and came to the back mountain. As expected, the spring water from a huge mountain in the middle slid down the top of the Lingquan mountain, and was washed by the spirit insects on the mountain into a bitter spirit spring.
And every piece of soil he looked at was filled with strong aura.
Digging up a random piece of soil will reveal a few silvery and golden spirit insects.
Tianhong's eyes brightened!
"Master, I didn't expect it to happen!"
She stared at the spirit worm in Ye Zhao's hand in shock.
For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to grow spiritual grass with his own hands except for the hermit master who wrote Baicao Tong!
But Ye Zhaozhen cultivated the soil for planting fairy grass.
Even these spirit insects are fatter than those on Snow Lotus Mountain!
"You want to harvest fairy grass, it's just around the corner!"
Even after living for ten thousand years, Tianhong couldn't help but marvel at Ye Zhao's ability.
How many people spent their entire lives without accomplishing things.
Here at Ye Zhao, it's like finding something out of a bag!
How terrifying!
He even cultivated every disciple into a genius with extraordinary talents!
Is this really within the reach of ordinary people?
Ye Zhao buried the weak willow sword in the dragon vein on the mountain.
Tianhong looked happy.
"This is the place with the most aura on the mountain."
"Give time to plant spiritual grass, it will definitely wake up the weak willow!"
Ye Zhao nodded, there is soil on the mountain to grow fairy grass, for the quick recovery of Ruoliujian.
He has to concentrate on studying Baicao in the near future!
Stepping on the Tianhong sword all the way down the mountain, and returning to the suzerain hall on the top of the hanging mountain, Ye Zhao flipped through Baicaotong for a whole day.
Early in the morning of the second day, the system signed in, and a divine grass seed was produced.
He took out the divine grass seeds from the storage backpack.
I saw this seed exuding colorful light, slowly spreading towards all sides, the light was weak, and the system panel read: Unknown Seed.
In modern times, I am used to lottery routines.
It seems that this seed may not be able to grow fairy grass.
All by luck.
He smiled, stepped on the purple brake, flew to the back mountain, and planted the seeds on the dragon veins on the top of the mountain.
In the soil next to it, there are weak willows.
As soon as the seed was planted, there was a sparse sound in the soil, and the spiritual energy gathered here. In an instant, a seedling grew from this seed.
Trembling slightly in the wind.
He rummaged through Baicaotong, but he couldn't figure out what kind of plant this seedling was.
All the way down the mountain, who would have thought that there would be a burst of haha from the sky.
A huge human face floated in the air, with a ferocious face staring at the ground.
"Where is Ye Zhao! Hurry up and fight me!"
The face of the person floating in the air was ferocious, like a beast with a big mouth, trying to swallow the person on the ground into its belly.
Ye Zhao frowned.
The other sects are eager to curry favor with him, and the ones who can come to him now are either the Nine Heavens Sect or the Ziwei Ruotian Sect.
He drew out his long sword and hovered in the air to fight.