Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 208: Li Jiaxiang invited

Lu Ping’s words fell into Li Erqiang’s ears like throwing a dried-up fish into the water. The whole person came alive all at once, and everyone around them all "buzzed" towards the exploded pot, and then hurriedly Be quiet and listen to Lu Ping's explanation.

Lu Ping groaned for a moment, and said, "This is the thousand-year-old treasured spirit grass needed to refine a kind of pill of wonder. Alchemists seldom use it, so there are very few people I know. I just need it now. The material refining a kind of pill, you have any needs, I try my best to meet.

When everyone heard that these three black weeds were actually the Thousand-Year Spirit Grass, they had already cried out in exclamation. They didn't expect this kind of treasure to appear in this market where mortals and monks were mixed!

After hearing Lu Ping's words, everyone fell silent and looked at Li Erqiang, who was standing next to Lu Ping, who had become silly, to see what demands he would make.

However, Li Erqiang is still immersed in great joy now, just muttering: "It is a treasure, brother, you saw it, it is a treasure. Someone finally recognized it,..."

Lu Ping saw Li Erqiang's expression agitated. He was afraid that he would not be able to get rid of this huge emotional gap in a short time. After a long time, it might affect his cultivation. So he coughed and stopped in Li Erqiang's ears, as if thunderous. Li Erqiang, who was shocked by the devil, came back.

Li Erqiang gave Lu Ping a grateful look, and said: "If the senior hadn't known these three spiritual plants today, the junior would have been discouraged and would have to give up this treasure. Therefore, the junior would only rely on the senior's instructions. ."

Lu Ping smiled. This person is also considered savvy. The Thousand-Year Spirit Grass is too far away from the blood-refining cultivator. Maybe it is guilty of crimes, so he said: "Well, I don't take advantage of you. Although these three thousand-year spirit grasses are rare, even if ordinary monks know them, they are useless. Only the person needs to use this for a secret technique. I think your cultivation level has reached the peak of the blood refining period. Prepare for hemolysis. There is a hemolysis pill in this jade bottle. It is enough to help you break through the hemolysis period."

When Li Erqiang heard "Bleeding Pill", his mind was completely blank, and he stole the jade bottle that Lu Ping handed over. After Xiao Sima's reminder, he was relieved and nodded tremblingly. Thanks.

Lu Ping waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and find a place to retreat and practice. Until hemolysis is successful, it is best not to leave these three cities."

Li Erqiang's distracted gaze finally shook. He understood something, and pretended to swept around inadvertently. Sure enough, he saw the eyes of a few people flickering. He didn't know what he was planning. It was obviously because of what magic Lu Ping had cast. The person next to him did not hear Lu Ping's reminder to him.

Li Erqiang hurriedly bowed to Lu and walked out of the market. After a while, Lu Ping noticed that there were a few monks in the market who had taken care of his own business, and left towards Li Erqiang casually. Go in the direction of

Lu Ping shook his head and continued to stroll around the market under the leadership of Xiao Sima. With the example of Li Erqiang, many people in the market took out some things from the bottom of the box for Lu Ping to appreciate, but Lu Ping never encountered anything like that again. The surprise of Li Erqiang's, even so, made Lu Ping find a few 500-year-old cherished spiritual plants, which was considered a slight gain.

But even so, those people who were appreciative of the spirit grass are grateful for their gratitude. These spirit grasses are too partial, and ordinary monks don’t know even alchemists, not to mention the remoteness of this place. Alchemists only have one or two of the three major families. Usually, they are the characters who see the head and the end of the dragon, and everyone is flattering.

In a blink of an eye, one day passed. Lu Ping returned to the cave with an excited little Sima. It’s no wonder that many monks like to visit the mortal market. This kind of treasure hunting feeling is indeed wonderful, not to mention that as a alchemist, he is very The appraisal and cognition of all kinds of spirit grasses is from the admiring eyes of those casual practitioners around him, which makes his vanity greatly satisfied. He is quite energetic and points to the taste of the country. Lu Ping can't help but smile when he thinks of this. The monks are usually not much different from mortals.

Giving Xiao Sima ten pieces of spiritual stones for his wages, Xiao Sima repeatedly begged Lu Ping to do everything he could if he had something to do. Seeing his consent, Lu Ping smiled after leaving the little Sima happily and returned to the cave. Began to retreat and practice hard.

The last five days of training only allowed Lu Ping to exhaust the mana caused by the war for several days, and relieved his exhaustion. However, as Lu Ping's cultivation became deeper and deeper, this situation has rarely occurred in the fight. However, once it appears, it will not be able to recover completely in a short time.

Lu Ping swallowed a pill and began to practice Qi and meditate on the Ju Ling futon. The powerful recovery function of the "Beihai Tingtao Jue" engulfed the aura around Lu Ping's body, and it was refined into the bloodline bit by bit. To make up for the loss inside, Lu Ping's bloodline was like a hungry glutton, swallowing all the spiritual power one by one, refining it into a trace of mellow mana.

However, every time Lu Ping’s exercises ran into the blood of his right chest, a sharp sword aura emerged out of thin air, stabbing Lu Ping’s blood, forming obstacles to the operation of the exercises, causing Lu Ping to revolve the "Beihai". "Ting Tao Jue" was slow out of thin air for a while.

Lu Ping's face became a little gloomy, he didn't expect that Jin Li's sword spirit would be so difficult.

On that day, Lu Pingyuan thought that Jin Li, who had been weakened by himself, made a full blow to him, only to cause a slight injury. However, every time Lu Ping practiced his exercises in the past few days, he would have a wound on his right chest. A sharp sword aura was produced nearby, which prevented the wound from healing, and at the same time had an impact on Lu Ping's practice. At the same time, this kind of pain like cutting flesh was really unbearable.

To the effect! Lu Ping slapped his lips fiercely, which is worthy of being a magic weapon, and worthy of being a real forging pill!

I want to come to Jinli to keep this sword energy in Lu Ping's body. In addition to affecting Lu Ping’s practice, another function is to leave a mark on Lu Ping, even if Lu Ping runs out of Jinli. He could also quickly find Lu Ping himself through this remaining sword energy.

This sword energy must be expelled from the body as soon as possible!

In the next three months, Lu Ping once again returned to the previous state of asceticism. In addition to practicing every day, he was practicing alchemy. Every half a month and 20 days, he would bring Xiao Sima to various shops in Sanjiacheng. Went around the mortal market and swept the five-centennial spirit grass inside.

Obviously, even with the exception of the three black spirit grasses last time, Lu Ping would not have the same harvest he had in the first purchase, but it didn't matter to Lu Ping.

On the contrary, people in the mortal market regard Lu Ping as an expert. People often ask Lu Ping for some spiritual grass knowledge. Lu Ping will not refuse to those who come, and answer them one by one. These casual practitioners have benefited a lot and are willing to The spirit grass he harvested by going to sea was sold to Lu Ping.

It is not easy to practice in casual practice, and it is often incomplete inheritance. For these monks, any knowledge in the practice world is invaluable. At least these explanations about spirit grass can make them even more when they explore the wild. More gains in exchange for more training resources.

What Lu Ping didn’t realize was that when he was explaining to others, the little Sima who was behind Lu Ping listened quietly. Whenever Lu Ping returned to the Dongfu, little Sima changed the way he had done before. , With a relaxed expression, but hurried back to his residence, Lu Ping smiled and didn't care.

The mana in Lu Ping's body moves with blood, like a rushing river, the billowing torrent splits mountains and rifts all the way towards the target, but in the middle of the road, there is always a sword energy, like a horizontal thrust A huge boulder in the middle of the river made the torrent helplessly go around.

Then after the torrent of torrents was constantly scouring, the boulder was finally smoothed out its edges and corners, and then loosened again. Today the torrent finally made its final impact on it. The boulder swayed and finally moved a little bit. The location, eventually engulfed by the billowing torrent, rushed towards the downstream.

Lu Ping draws a stream of clear water from the crystal glass bowl. Under Lu Ping's command, the clear water is like a river running around him, and at the same time it interprets the movement of blood in Lu Ping's body. Suddenly a spray splashes from the river, and the spray is in the air. It suddenly turned into a small sword, like a little fish shaking its head and tail, leaving the river, and began to circle around and flat out Zhou Sahuan'er~IndoMTL.com~ followed by the second wave, the third, the fourth,... ..., until the 81st little swordfish appeared vividly in front of the land surface.

There are still waves splashing in the river, but this time the waves have only turned into a water sword, but it is no longer as agile as a swordfish, just swallowing sharp edges, guarding Lu Ping's surroundings.

After splashing a total of three hundred and twenty-four waves, the small river seemed to suddenly become docile, just flowing gently, no more splashes of waves, just converging a kind of infinite artistic conception.

Lu Ping looked at the more than three hundred sword lights in front of him, and at the same time, the eighty-one sword lights that reached the artistic conception and psychic, smiled in relief, finally a blessing in disguise, half a year of hard cultivation, not only refined Jin Li and stayed in Lu Ping The sword energy in his body that is always disturbing, and the practice of Jinli Zhenren actually belongs to Lu Ping. It is quite a reference. While refining this sword energy, Lu Ping actually made his own swordsmanship quite comprehensible. , The level of swordsmanship is even higher.

It’s just that the improvement in this cultivation base is not great. Although there is no shortage of pills, Lu Ping is still rather helpless when observing the eighth hemolytic bead in the core space of the heart, which has finally grown to the other seven one-third size. After all, this Rongxin Pill was a trick. Even though it was claimed to be harmless, it prolonged the time of cultivation.

Lu Ping, who was able to get out, saw a golden sound transmission invitation symbol floating on the guardian formation outside the cave. This is actually no different from ordinary sound transmission symbols. It is just more gorgeous and formal, and usually used as an invitation. To use.

Lu Ping stretched out his hand to beckon this invitation, and his divine knowledge penetrated it. After a while, Lu Ping squinted his eyes playfully, and muttered to himself: "Is it an invitation from the Li family? This is a bit interesting."

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