You Cultivate, I Farm Chapter 3: Frost Armor

After Zhang Hong left, Lu Xuan didn't waste any time. He took all his belongings and prepared to go out to find a solution to the black budworm larvae.

Before leaving, he took out a small stone the size of a fingernail and came to the grass puppet.

The small stone is pure white with faint spiritual power fluctuations. It is just a small fragment of spirit, split from a low-grade spiritual stone. It is widely used among low-level qi-training monks like Lu Xuan.

"After you have eaten and drank enough, look after your house for me!"

He stuffed this small piece of broken spirit into the gray grass tumor on the head of the grass puppet, and gave serious instructions.

With the spiritual power supplemented by Broken Spirit, the Grass Puppet's whole body exuded an extremely weak spiritual light, as if it was more energetic.

Although he was not at ease with this unresponsive housekeeper, Lu Xuan had no other choice but to hope that the spiritual plants in the yard would be safe while he was out.

After going out, Lu Xuan walked quickly on the bluestone road.

The courtyard where he lives is located in the North District of Linyangfang City. Most of them are low-level Qi-training monks like him, with the dream of being able to break through themselves and change their destiny, and they are densely packed in the small area.

As for the center of Fang, it is the reserved place for those big families and powerful forces. Lu Xuan rarely goes there on weekdays.

Having not been out for a while, he felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at everything in front of him, familiar yet unfamiliar.

A dark yellow paper bird about half a foot long carried a monk slowly from low altitude. The bird's body had burrs of different lengths, which showed that it had been used for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, a multi-legged machine beast passed over Lu Xuan's head, and twenty or thirty monks could be seen sitting on it.

The multi-legged machine beast is a common means of transportation in Fang City. It only takes dozens of broken souls to reach the center of Fang City in a short time.

There is no forbidden air formation outside Fang City. There are many spiritual beasts and flying magic weapons like this. Occasionally, there will be a sword light passing rapidly higher in the sky.

The sword light is formed by monks controlling flying swords, which means that it is at least a high-level Qi-training monk. It is an existence that is out of reach for him at present.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but show a hint of envy. Riding the sword Qingming and traveling across the world was a distant dream for him in both his previous life and this life.

He calmed down and quickened his pace. After a while, he arrived at a gathering place for monks in the North District.

There are many shops and stalls in the gathering place. Although it is not as good as the central area at all levels, it is more than enough for a low-level Qi-training monk like him.

Lu Xuan shuttled through the crowd and soon found a middle-aged monk in a corner.

The middle-aged monk is also at the second level of qi training. He is thin and has little flesh on his face, making his cheekbones bulge high.

A pair of mustaches were curled up on his upper lips, and his eyes were rolling around, quickly scanning the monks.

Lu Xuan knew that his surname was Huang and that he lived not far from his yard. He had been hanging out in the gathering place for a long time and knew all kinds of gossip about the North District.

It’s just that if you want to ask him something, you need to pay a certain amount of money.

Sensing Lu Xuan's gaze, the middle-aged man surnamed Huang raised the mustache on his lips slightly, squeezed out a smile, and faced Lu Xuan.

"Fellow Taoist Lu, long time no see. How can I help you?"

Lu Xuan smiled back.

"I really need to ask Senior Brother Huang for advice."

"I heard that senior brother has a very wide network and is familiar with monks at various stages of cultivation in the North District. Can you introduce a few to me?"

"There are several requirements. First, you must be a monk at the fourth level of Qi training, and secondly, be proficient in spells with strong lethality and fine control, or similar magic weapons."

"Finally, it is limited to the North District and can be found immediately."

Lu Xuan said to the middle-aged monk named Huang, and at the same time handed over a handful of broken spirits.

He does not expect to find a monk with a higher level of cultivation. Although the black budworm larvae may be eliminated faster, the reward for hiring a fifth-level Qi practitioner is more than double that of a fourth-level Qi practitioner. .

In addition, the firefly grass has been severely eroded. If it cannot be solved in time, you will not only lose one or more firefly grass, but also the white light groups with unknown rewards when the firefly grass matures. .

That's why Lu Xuan, who has always been thrifty, reluctantly paid so many broken souls and asked the monks at the fourth level of Qi training to find them immediately, all in order to eliminate the black budworm larvae as soon as possible.

The middle-aged monk took the broken spirit handed over by Lu Xuan, with an obviously eager and natural smile on his face.

"There are quite a few monks in the North District who are on the fourth level of Qi training, but there are only a few who can meet your other conditions, Little Daoist Lu."

"As far as I know, there are three nearby."

"The first is Fairy Lingyun, whose cultivation level is quite advanced. She has a set of Hongyun Acupuncture Artifacts, which she can use to perfection and meet the two requirements of high lethality and fine control at the same time."

"In addition, there is fellow Taoist Qin Ming, who is very knowledgeable in ice magic. The damage may be slightly insufficient, but his control is second to none."

"Finally, there is fellow Taoist Li Xu, who is obsessed with swordsmanship and has the ability to turn sword energy into silk, which also meets your requirements, fellow Taoist Lu."

He told Lu Xuan the addresses of the three fourth-level qi-training monks. After seeing him nod to remember, he said with a smile:

"How about I accompany you, fellow Taoist Lu, and take you to visit these three comrades?"

"Senior Brother Huang's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Lu, so he won't trouble Senior Brother anymore."

Lu Xuan felt that there was another price in his heart. He clasped his fists in thanks and turned to leave.

He is not worried that the middle-aged monk will deceive him. After all, this is his livelihood, and it is impossible for him to ruin his job.

……

In the yard.

On the back of the firefly grass that was eroded by thin black lines, a thin layer of frost spread quickly with a bone-chilling chill.

The black budworm larvae sensed the freezing cold approaching quickly, and the thin threads twisted and tried to break free from the leaves.

The speed of breaking away cannot keep up with the speed of the frost spreading, and the black thin lines are frozen with thin layers of frost.

The ice like snowflakes solidified instantly and became hard. With a snap, a shallow layer of ice fragments shattered and fell together with the black budworm larvae.

A white and tender palm stretched out and caught all the broken ice shards.

"Wow, Senior Brother Qin really lives up to his name. He is so good at using the Frost Armor Technique. I admire him so much."

Lu Xuan looked at the firefly leaves that were intact under the frost and exclaimed half-seriously.

The owner of the white and tender palm is a fat monk who stuffs the broken ice into his arms with a smile.

"Fortunately, I managed to live up to my mission. While dealing with the black budworm larvae, I did not freeze the leaves of the spiritual plant."

"I observed the nearby firefly grass for Taoist friend Qin, and found no traces of black budworm larvae. You can spend the next period of time with peace of mind."

"It's just that I took a look around the yard. Friend Lu, the protective power of your small spiritual field is a bit weak, so it may be affected by similar incidents in the future."

The fat white monk reminded Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan waved his hand.

"We will talk about the future later. The reward this time is..."

"Six spirit stones and fifty broken spirits, as agreed before."

The value of one Spirit Firefly Grass is far less than six Spirit Stones. The reason why the reward is so high is mainly to solve the insect pest problem in the Spirit Field, and also because Qin Ming is an intermediate Qi practitioner.

The fat white monk showed a harmless smile on his face.

Lu Xuan took out fifty broken spirits, counted them twice, and then took out six spiritual stones one by one from his waist. He turned his head and handed them to the fat white monk.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu."

Qin Ming, a fat white monk, took the spirit stone and left the courtyard.

Lu Xuan felt his heart aching as he felt the spirit stone getting further and further away from him, and couldn't help but secretly spit.

"Profiteer!"