Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword! ...

The conversation with Lin Qin exhausted Lin Yan. If he continued, he would definitely die. Fortunately, Fang Siran didn't stay in the house for long.

After Fang Siran came out, Lin Qin changed into Miss Mei'er's appearance again, with a face full of worry about the city lord's wife.

"My lord, how is my mother's body?"

She leaned forward, almost throwing herself on Fang Siran. Fang Siran pulled away and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I just checked the lady's body and found that there was an evil spirit in it. It was this evil spirit that caused the lady to fall into a coma, consuming her vitality, and she will become thinner and thinner."

"Is there any way to cure it?" Mei'er asked.

Fang Siran said, "We need some immortal herbs and the demon pill of a fourth-tier water monster. This matter should not be delayed for too long. My junior brother and I will set out to get it right away."

Mei'er lowered her head and wiped away her non-existent tears: "Thank you, Immortal Master. I have no way to repay you for your kindness. If you are willing, I can..."

"Miss, there is no need to be like this. This is the responsibility of an immortal cultivator. I hope you will tell City Lord Ji that we will be back by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Fang Siran grabbed Lin Yan's arm and ran out. After running out of the City Lord's Mansion, he stopped and patted his chest in panic: "I was scared to death. Did you see that? Miss Mei'er is so scary. She looks like she is going to eat me!"

Lin Yan: "..."

Sorry, that's my elder sister. She doesn't eat people.

"Do you think she likes me and wants to marry me?" Fang Siran tidied the hair beside his ears: "I knew that a man like me who is so suave, handsome, and elegant, with a virtuous and handsome appearance, would easily attract many women."

[Thank you, she just said you were a fool.]

Fang Siran's smile froze, and his voice was so calm that there was no emotion: "There is a forest a hundred miles east of the city. There should be water monsters there. It will take about half an hour to get there. Let's go now."

"Okay." Lin Yan nodded.

The two of them headed east and soon arrived outside the forest. Fang Siran walked around the perimeter.

"Almost everything outside has been destroyed by hunters. There are quite a few traps, but no signs of monster activity. It looks like we won't have a smooth day today."

It felt much cooler after entering the forest. The two of them walked while looking for monsters. Fang Siran found a few herbs: "Although they are very ordinary, they are still useful. Let's keep them for now."

"Third brother, you know so many magical herbs and plants. I see them but don't know what they are." Lin Yan said. This is a very important skill. It can save your life when you are injured in the wild and don't have any medicine.

Fang Siran walked forward confidently: "Do you want to learn?"

"Yes!" Lin Yan nodded: "I have three spiritual roots of water, wood and earth. Some people say that I can grow fairy grass."

"Water, wood and earth? Isn't that the chosen one?" Fang Siran was surprised: "Before, I only knew that you had three spiritual roots, but I didn't know it was water, wood and earth. These three elements are the most liked by plants. Like me, I have a single spiritual root of wood. I can sense all the flowers, plants and trees nearby, and I can feel the slightest movement."

"If you want to learn, I will teach you when we go back."

"Okay!" Lin Yan jumped to Fang Siran's side: "Master is usually busy with cultivation and has no time to teach me these."

Rong Xu has a single spiritual root of ice. He knows a lot about other spiritual roots, but there is no way to teach him hand-in-hand. The original owner may understand many things. As an outsider, Lin Yan must have difficulties in his first contact.

Until the evening, the two did not find any traces of the fourth-level monsters. When encountering low-level monsters, Fang Siran was too lazy to even look at them. He avoided them in advance through his understanding of the environment, not wanting to get entangled with them.

"Let's be careful. I feel it's almost done."

Fang Siran said to be careful, but his actions were open and aboveboard. He even took out a communication talisman from his Qiankun bag and wrote and drew on it.

Lin Yan thought he was making a talisman that could trap monsters. He went over to take a look, but found that it was not what he thought at all.

"They say that a day without seeing you is like three autumns. I think it's not right. A day without seeing you should be like nine autumns. Senior sister, I feel like I haven't seen you for nine days..."

"Senior brother, like three autumns means like three autumns, that is, three years, not three days." Lin Yan reminded.

"Is that so?" Fang Siran tore off the communication talisman and took out another one: "Sister, one day without seeing you feels like three years, I wonder if you feel the same way."

Halfway through writing, Fang Siran asked: "Junior brother, do you have any poems that can express how much I miss you, how sad I am, and how sad I am about to die?"

Lin Yan thought: "I have never felt lovesickness in my life, but now I feel lovesickness and I feel sick of it."

"Or - there is a beautiful woman, I will never forget her when I see her, and I miss her like crazy when I don't see her for a day."

"Nice, all nice, tell me what else, I will write them all down." Fang Siran silently recited the poems that Lin Yan recited, and he would recite them to Senior Sister in person after returning.

Lin Yan recited more than ten poems, and the surroundings became more and more quiet, with occasional insect chirping and the wind blowing the leaves rustling, which made people shudder.

"Brother, should we find a place to rest and go look for monsters tomorrow?"

"No, most monsters appear at night, and tonight is the best time." Fang Siran finished chanting the spell, and after watching the teleportation talisman disappear, he said, "Can you hear the sound of running water? There is a small waterfall ahead. Water monsters like places with plenty of moisture. Let's go there and have a look."

The higher the cultivation level, the better the night vision ability. Lin Yan followed behind Fang Siran. The range he could see clearly was very small. There was everything in the forest, branches and fallen leaves, rotten fruits, and bones of various monsters. He had no idea what he would step on.

"Third Brother just said goodbye to Senior Sister last night, and sent a message back today. Will Senior Sister be annoyed?" Lin Yan asked in a low voice.

To be honest, he also wanted to report his safety to Master.

Fang Siran: "No, why would you feel annoyed? It's just a few words. Besides, even if Senior Sister is annoyed, she can't hit me, hehe!"

"I send messages every day, so Senior Sister can see my messages every day and think about me every day."

Lin Yan: "..."

He thought Senior Sister might not read it, so he just piled it aside.

"How many communication talismans do you have, Senior Brother?"

"A few hundred, I don't know. If you run out, go buy more. Anyway, there are plenty of spirit stones, and this thing is not expensive." Fang Siran didn't care at all.

A few hundred!

If he remembered correctly, a communication talisman cost at least ten medium-grade spirit stones. Is Third Senior Brother so rich?

Even richer than Fourth Senior Brother.

"I earned the spirit stones myself. Every time I was on a mission, I could find a lot of good things on the way. This time I was the poorest. I only had a few herbs. I couldn't sell many spirit stones. I guess I could only buy two communication talismans!"

Fang Siran stopped talking: "Tsk, something is wrong."

Lin Yan became nervous and asked in a very small voice: "Is there a monster?"

"Yes, a water monster, the level is not low." Fang Siran said.

Seeing his serious expression, Lin Yan became even more nervous. The second-level monster is equivalent to a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, the third-level is the early stage of the golden elixir, and the fourth-level is the late stage of the golden elixir. If you encounter a fifth-level monster... Even

if there are ten of them, he can't beat a cultivator in the Yuan infant stage!

Senior Brother is only in the late stage of the Yuan infant, and there is no difference between crushing him and crushing an ant.

"It's a nine-headed turtle." Fang Siran said, "Turtles can survive in water and on land, and they have strong fighting ability."

"Fighting in water is not good for us, let's lure it out first."

Lin Yan was thinking about how to lure it out, and a magical grass grew out of thin air in the open space not far away. Fang Siran didn't explain, and Lin Yan guessed that this was something the nine-headed turtle liked.

The monsters in the world of cultivation are all strange. Last time it was a three-headed chicken, and this time it was a nine-headed turtle.

It was far away, and the nine-headed turtle was in the water. Lin Yan couldn't see clearly, but vaguely saw a black turtle shell. After a while, the turtle shell was still in the water.

"Asleep?"

"Shh." Fang Siran said, "Don't make any noise, it's watching."

After a long while, the turtle shell slowly moved, and Lin Yan saw the huge head of the nine-headed turtle, with two round eyes bigger than copper bells.

The moment the nine-headed turtle opened its mouth, Fang Siran rushed out like lightning, his weapon was a long green whip, and at the same time, countless vines emerged from the ground, scattered into a net to bind the nine-headed turtle.

The whip fell on the nine-headed turtle, and it let out a miserable roar. Lin Yan followed closely behind, and turned into thousands of sword lights and stabbed it.

"Third brother, why does the nine-headed turtle have only one head?"

He thought it had nine heads.

Lin Yan's sword light all fell on the turtle shell, without shaking it at all. The nine-headed turtle retreated rapidly, and the vines bounding it became tighter and tighter. It kept struggling. Fang Siran tapped his toes and landed behind the nine-headed turtle to block its way.

Lin Yan rushed forward: "Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword!"

He chopped left and right, stabbed up and down, and used all his skills, using all the sword techniques he had learned, but did not hurt the nine-headed turtle at all.

Fang Siran followed and shouted: "Look at the whip, look at the whip, look at the whip, look at the whip!"

"Little Junior Brother, this method is good. It's powerful to shout it out."

The whip hit the nine-headed turtle, and cracks began to appear on the turtle shell. The cracks became more and more, and the gaps became larger and larger.

Just when the two of them were attacking with all their strength, the nine-headed snake suddenly spit out a stream of water from its mouth. Lin Yan hurriedly dodged. The place where he was sprayed turned red instantly, itchy and painful.

"Third Senior Brother, be careful of the poisonous water it spits out!"

Lin Yan took the detoxification pill, but it didn't work very well and it still hurt.

Fang Siran obviously knew the nine-headed turtle's tricks, and it was effortless for him to hide: "Little Junior Brother, watch me smash its shell, peel off its skin and make soup for you."

At this moment, the nine-headed turtle suddenly broke free from its restraints, took off its shell, and butted Fang Siran.

Its head was bigger than Fang Siran's entire body. Fang Siran was already in mid-air, and it hit him with all its strength, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Third Senior Brother!"

Fang Siran hit the stone, his body was torn apart and hurt. He tried hard to get up, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing that Fang Siran could not move, Lin Yan clenched the sword in his hand. He could not retreat, he had to defeat this nine-headed turtle. The city lord's wife was waiting for them to go back and save her, he could not escape.

Maybe my sister has the magic pill of a fourth-level monster, but he couldn't take the chance.

The nine-headed turtle was obviously angry, and its body returned to its shell and crawled towards Fang Siran.

Lin Yan rushed over as fast as he could, picked up Fang Siran, and his calf was swept by the nine-headed turtle, and he fell down with Fang Siran.

He protected Fang Siran tightly and fell so hard that he saw stars.

"Third brother, how are you?"

Fang Siran spat out another mouthful of blood: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, run."

"I won't leave, the life of the city lord's wife is still in our hands, I'll lead it away, and third brother, recover as soon as possible, I can't hold on for too long."

After speaking, Lin Yan turned around and faced the nine-headed turtle alone.