Chapter 10: Dense Insects

Ji Qingling was shaken awake.

"Little sister Ji, get up quickly."

Ji Qingling sat up sadly, picked up the objects at hand and threw them at Ji Qingyuan.

Ji Qingyuan dodged with a laugh, pointed to the distance and said: "Look."

What came into view was a ray of red light just jumping out from the horizon. It turned out that the sun had come out.

Ji Linhai and his wife sat on the same rock as yesterday, watching the sunrise together, ignoring their two children playing behind them.

The red light grew brighter, illuminating half the sky. Ji Qingling took the fruit in his hand and ate it while saying, "It's really beautiful."

He finished the one in his hand with a few crunches, then took out two more from his storage bag and threw one to Ji Qingyuan.

Ji Qingyuan looked at the disheveled little girl in front of him who had just eaten two fruits, and then looked at the sunrise in the sky.

Forget it, the kid just gets hungry quickly.

After watching the sunrise and packing up, the Ji family team started a new day of adventure.

Today everyone decided to take a different route down the mountain. Ji Qingling felt that he was possessed by the goddess of luck and could find another Lingxing grass.

After walking and stopping here and there and harvesting three or two common spiritual herbs, Ji Qingyuan saw a short tree on the side of the road.

"Little sister Ji, look at that gray fog tree. The young sprouts from its seeds that fell on the ground are delicious when cooked into soup."

She walked over and looked: "Where are the sprouts?"

"The young shoots of gray fog usually grow under the rocks under the trees. They cannot stand the sun. If they do, they won't taste good."

Alas, there really was a big rock under the tree. She excitedly lifted the rock and turned it aside.

"ah--"

The densely packed white insects under the stone began to flee in all directions when they saw the light.

“Aaaaaaaa——”

At this moment, Ji Qingling's scalp felt numb and her hair stood on end, as if countless small insects had drilled into her body.

She kept stamping her feet and rubbing her arms vigorously.

He ran to Mo Sanniang and burst into tears.

She knew it was a bit embarrassing, but she couldn't control it at all. She was really scared.

"Ji Qingyuan!" Mo Sanniang didn't expect her daughter to react so strongly.

This type of insect is most likely to appear under gray fog trees.

She glared at Ji Qingyuan and patted her daughter on the back to comfort her.

Over there, Ji Qingyuan was holding onto a tree and laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Ji Linhai burned the bugs to ashes with a fireball and then glared at his son fiercely.

"It's all right, Ling'er. Dad has already burned the bugs to death."

Ji Qingyuan gradually stopped laughing, he knew that if he continued laughing he would get beaten.

In his previous life, Ji Qingling was particularly afraid of these densely packed little bugs.

And she had never seen so many insects gathered in one group, and then gathered together again.

The scattered amount is so dense that it makes my body itchy just thinking about it.

Now the only thing she had to do was to beat Ji Qingyuan half to death.

"Ji Qingyuan!" He raised his long sword and chased after him.

The two began to chase each other in the mountains.

But she soon discovered that Ji Qingyuan was like a monkey on the mountain, jumping up and down and she couldn't catch up with him at all.

Forget it. I won’t chase him anymore. I’ll just wait until he falls asleep and suffocate him to death with a pillow.

Ji Qingling, panting heavily from exhaustion, gave up and sat down on the ground.

Seeing that she stopped chasing him, Ji Qingyuan ran back.

"Forget it, little sister Ji, I was wrong this time. Next time I will hunt a fragrant pig for you to eat."

"Don't move!"

"Are you coming?"

Ji Qingling pointed at a spot under his feet and shouted, "I told you to stand still. Look down at your feet."

Ji Qingyuan thought that Ji Xiaomei tricked him into lowering his head so that she could launch a surprise attack on him.

"Tsk, idiot." He still looked down.

Between his feet was a red plant with small red flowers on the top.

"Is this purple yarn grass? But why is it red?"

Just from the appearance, it is the same as purple yarn grass.

Ji Qingling pointed his index finger at his chin and nodded, "I have a hunch that this is a good thing. Call my parents to come and see it."

Ji Linhai looked at the plant in front of him and was also a little confused.

"Red violet?" He turned to look at his wife.

Mo Sanniang had read many ancient books when she was young, and she said with certainty: "This is a mutant purple yarn grass."

"Mutation?" It sounds very powerful.

"Mom, what is this mutated purple grass used for?" He remembered that the book said that purple grass was used for dyeing.

“Ordinary purple yarn grass is just a common dye.

Generally, the defensive robes we buy in the market are mainly white or gray.

Purple yarn grass is purple dye, and as for the mutated dye spirit grass, it should be able to be dyed into a robe with flowing light."

"Liu Guang?"

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

"When I was a child, I saw a female cultivator wearing it. Her movements were full of light and she looked very beautiful."

Ji Qingling naturally knew the price a woman would pay to look good.

"Mom, how many spirit stones can this mutant purple yarn grass sell for?"

"Well, I'm afraid it might be more than the one you had yesterday."

"Really? Hehehe, I knew I must be the goddess of luck."

Sure enough, God sent her here for a reason. The golden finger, the golden finger is coming.

"Are you overthinking it? Those who have inherited the legacy from the ancients don't dare to say it, and you are the goddess of luck with just two plants?"

Ji Qingyuan was also happy, as this brought him one step closer to his mother's foundation-building pill.

But if you ask him to praise Ji Xiaomei, she would probably be so proud of herself.

Ji Linhai put away the mutated purple gauze grass and felt somewhat happy. It did depend on luck to come across these rare spiritual herbs.

“Speaking of which, Ling’er’s luck is indeed good. She encountered two precious spiritual herbs the first time she went up the mountain.

When we seek to become immortal, in addition to the commonly mentioned qualifications including spiritual roots, understanding and diligence.

Luck determines how many treasures you get. Isn't that what chance is all about? "

Ji Qingling agreed with this and thought that more family activities of this kind should be arranged in the future.

We gained a lot from this trip up the mountain, so we thought we could go back early.

Halfway through, they encountered a wind-armored rabbit.

No wonder Uncle Qingshan said that it would be difficult for them to hunt a wind-armored rabbit with their current level of cultivation.

The wind-armored rabbit is indeed difficult to catch.

Don't be fooled by its small size. It is very fast and its fur is as hard as rock.

You finally blocked it but you still can't kill it.

Of course, this invincibility only refers to cultivators at the first level of Qi Refining like Ji Qingling.

The other three did not take any action, but just stood by to prevent it from running away again.

"To find the opponent's weaknesses, observe more."

Ji Qingling was under a lot of pressure from teaching with so many people on site. The rabbit was covered in hard fur from head to toe.

I tried the surge spell, but the water balls had no effect on it.

The knife only left marks on its fur when it was hit.

The wood-type entanglement technique was completely useless, and it was easily broken as soon as it was wrapped around it.

Ji Qingling estimated that his wood spiritual root aptitude was the worst in the world.

The wood-related spells of the first level of Qi Refining Stage made the green vines of other people much tighter.

Only hers broke when she pulled it hard, and it couldn't be used as a weapon at all.

Ji Qingyuan often made fun of her for this, saying that the green vine she formed could be used for cooking and was very tender.

He tried all the spells he knew in turn for several rounds.

The wind-armored rabbit was only slightly injured and could escape if given a chance.

"Dad?" Ji Qingling had no choice but to ask for help.

"Whether it's a human or a monster, they all have weaknesses. Don't worry, it can't escape."

What I mean is, I will help you block it, and you have to figure out the rest on your own.

I was not afraid of the densely packed insects when I was a child, but I am afraid of them now that I grow up. The last time I encountered one, I picked up a basin that had not been used for a long time, and saw a pile of small white insects on the black stone slab. Thinking about it now makes my scalp tingle and I get goose bumps.

Also asking for collection, recommendation, comment, monthly ticket, everything I can ask for. Thank you!!! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)