Chapter 37: Spiritual Medicine Seeds
When I came out of the mission hall, I saw three good friends under a big tree, each holding a small gourd and drinking happily! Seeing their intoxicated looks, Leng Youran knew that her wine was very successful. This wine was brewed by Leng Youran in the space some time ago. When they saw her coming, they greeted her, "Junior sister Leng, this peach blossom wine is good, but the taste of this wine is a bit light. It should be suitable for women to drink. I still like the Jade Cup you brewed before. The taste made me think about it for a long time. Junior sister, do you think I can have it? Hehe." Senior brother Zhang said with a smile, "Yes, junior sister Leng, I have been craving the jade wine you brewed for a long time." Senior brother Liu also echoed. At this time, Fang Yu slapped everyone over, "Everyone, Go, Junior Sister Leng, your senior sister likes this peach blossom wine. Good junior sister, bring a few more jars for senior sister." Leng Youran looked at the three funny guys with a smile and said, "No problem, but the old rules still require you to bring some things for me. This time, each of them will get twenty talisman papers and one thousand monster skins. Also, I don't have many wine jars this time, so bring me one thousand wine jars, and some spiritual medicine seeds. Oh, and bring me some spiritual bamboo seeds, one thousand jade bottles for elixirs, five hundred jade belts for spiritual medicine, two hundred jade boxes, and one thousand jade bottles for monster blood." Fang Yu was also surprised when she heard the number she broke out, but did not ask. The three of them were very happy about her love for storage. So many things are speechless, but I also know that Leng Youran has his own helplessness, so I deliberately said, "Okay, but it's still the old rules. We prepare the talisman paper, and you are responsible for preparing the talisman for us. We can only refine third-grade elixirs, and you are responsible for helping us refine some necessary elixirs. And! Let's form a team of four at that time. I heard that if the spiritual medicine and monster materials submitted reach a certain amount, they can be exchanged for foundation-building pills. We also have to prepare for foundation-building." Leng Youran nodded with a smile and said, "It's time to prepare for foundation-building, so you can prepare more materials. I have also refined a lot of pills and "I'll give you some of the talismans first." The few people were overjoyed after hearing this and agreed. Leng Youran took out six jars of spirit wine and distributed them to them. They all hurried to the market. Watching them leave for the market, Leng Youran was actually very depressed. It wasn't that she didn't want to go out, but there were enemies outside the sect that she couldn't deal with, so she squatted outside the sect. It had been two years and she still hadn't found her mother. She heard from the senior brothers and sisters in the sect that her mother seemed to be seriously injured and was still in seclusion. Without her mother, no one could verify her identity. If she had found her mother, she wouldn't be squatting in the sect, unable to go out. She still remembered that it was a year ago...
Leng Youran was notified by the sect that she would go out of the sect to complete a mission with a group of disciples. She was very surprised when she first received the mission. The deacon of the mission hall just said that this was a mission that had to be carried out. She had no choice but to follow a group of fellow disciples out of the sect. The place they were going to was not very far. They were going to the Liuyun Mountains two hundred miles outside the sect to pick Liuyun grass. Liuyun grass was the main ingredient for refining the Yunling Pill used by cultivators in the Qi training period. The Yunling Pill was the best pill for improving cultivation in the Qi training period. This Liuyun grass was only available in the Liuyun Mountains. Leng Youran did not find it strange. After all, every year the sect would organize disciples to pick Liuyun grass. The growth cycle of Liuyun grass was not very long. It was an annual spiritual medicine. When it matured, it only had a month's picking time. Every March was the day when the sect organized disciples to pick Liuyun grass. The group of more than one hundred people were divided into ten teams, with twelve people in each team. The leader of Leng Youran's team was a male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.
Hearing his fellow disciples call him Uncle Lin, he immediately became wary. After all, the quest to pick the Flowing Cloud Grass had always been voluntary, and the sect offered generous rewards for such spiritual herb-picking missions, so disciples were always happy to take on such quests. But Leng Youran hadn't signed up, so why had the Mission Hall notified her that she had to go? It was impossible to say there wasn't something fishy going on, and he secretly observed his surroundings.
Nothing happened until he arrived at Liuyun Mountains, but Leng Youran still didn't dare to let his guard down. He didn't know why he felt very nervous. Ever since he arrived at Liuyun Mountains, he felt very uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen.
The ten teams scattered in the mountains and soon disappeared without a trace. Leng Youran watched as Master Lin led them deeper into the mountains, not caring whether there were any spiritual herbs to be picked around. They went straight into the depths of the mountains. The number of cultivators around them became fewer and fewer until no cultivator could be seen anymore. At this moment, Leng Youran noticed that Master Leng winked at the people behind him, and several people surrounded Leng Youran without a word. If Leng Youran had not been paying attention to him with his spiritual sense, he would not have noticed these people's little movements, and took advantage of their inattention to control the wind. She decided to escape the encirclement. As soon as she moved, people led by Uncle Lin attacked her. Leng Youran took out a ninth-grade defensive talisman and slapped it on her body, then shouted sternly, "Uncle Lin, what do you mean? The sect rules prohibit fellow disciples from killing each other. Does Uncle Lin want to violate the sect rules?" "Sect rules? Ha, as long as you die, who will know it was us who killed you?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Lin said disdainfully, "Uncle Lin wants to kill me, but he must also let me know where I offended you, so that you must kill me," Leng Youran asked while dodging their attacks.
"You didn't offend me, but you killed so many cultivators from my Lin family. Do you still remember the Qingyang Lin family? If my sixth uncle hadn't been away for some time for something, I wouldn't have had to spend so much effort to deal with you. It is said that you are very good at fighting, and you have a lot of talismans in your hands. If you are willing to go with me, I will spare your life. What do you think? By the way, I forgot to tell you that I am Lin Luoxuan, the son of the head of the Lin family, and the cultivator you killed is my biological brother," Lin Luoxuan said angrily. The dusty flame in Leng Youran's heart ignited again. Damn it, it's too bullying. Leng Youran, who never curses, cursed in his heart and sneered, "The people of the Lin family are so shameless. They were killed while robbing and their skills were not good enough, and they blamed others for not standing there and letting them kill them. After beating the young ones, the old ones came. When will it be over? All because of that loser, they have been chasing us for several years." As he said that, he swung the flying sword in his hand. With a flash of sword light, a huge sword slowly rose up, and the golden light on the sword became stronger. It quickly attacked the group of people. At the same time, Yun Shang in the spirit beast ring also rushed out, and as soon as she rushed out of the spirit beast ring, she rushed straight towards Lin Luoxuan.
After Leng Youran swung the giant sword, he took out a dozen talismans and threw them at the opposite side before the other party could react.
The talisman exploded in the crowd. Although it did not kill any cultivator, it seriously injured two people. The remaining six people were also affected and suffered some minor injuries. Leng Youran felt very heavy in his heart when he looked at them. It seemed that it would take some effort to leave today.
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