Chapter 57 (1/2)
Under the sharp teeth of the soul eating tarantula, the wooden box soon broke open, a fragrance came out, and a spiritual plant was exposed. The soul eating tarantula became restless in an instant, and a greedy desire came.
Seeing that the spirit plant was about to be swallowed by the soul eating tarantula, Shen Ruiling quickly played a spirit power and grabbed the wooden box with a photography technique.
Seeing that the wooden box was robbed, the soul eating tarantula suddenly became anxious, turned around, bared his teeth to Shen Ruiling, and rushed towards Shen Ruiling with a roar.
Shen Ruiling quickly threw out several feeding fruit, but when facing his favorite food, this time he just paused briefly and rushed to the wooden box in Shen Ruiling's hand.
Seeing its restless appearance, Shen Ruiling pinched a decision. The spirit beast bag was sacrificed by Shen Ruiling, and a white light sprayed out to cover the soul eating tarantula. In its continuous struggle, Shen Ruiling included it in the spirit beast bag.
Shen Ruiling didn't care about the noise. He opened the broken wooden box and looked at the spiritual power fluctuation of a water grass like spiritual plant. Shen Ruiling's heart trembled.
”This... This is a third-order spiritual plant!”
Shen Ruiling thought.
”No wonder the little guy is so grumpy, but how did this spirit plant appear in the fish's belly?”
A series of questions burst out of Shen Ruiling's mind, but when Shen Ruiling was thinking, the guy in the spirit beast bag was dishonest and had been resisting, expressing his dissatisfaction with Shen Ruiling's just putting it into the spirit beast bag.
Shen Ruiling could only communicate with him, threw his rations into the spirit beast bag, and hurried to the town guard's house.
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Guarding the mansion, Shen huanchi looked at Shen Ruiling and said:
”What's the matter with you looking for me?”
”Tell the patriarch that Ruiling found a third-order spiritual plant in the ice cellar and brought it to you specially.”
Shen Ruiling said and handed the wooden box.
Because the wooden box could not block the penetration of friar Zhuji's divine knowledge, when Shen Ruiling took out the wooden box, a trace of surprise flashed on Shen huanchi's face.
He took the wooden box from Shen Ruiling's hand. The wooden box was destroyed by the shock of Lingli. A plant of Lingli wrapped around Shen huanchi's palm.
”Third order demon grass!”
Shen huanchi immediately recognized the spirit plant and noticed that it emitted a weak evil spirit. There was no doubt that it was a demon grass nourished by demon blood!
”With demon grass?”
Shen Ruiling began to recall the understanding of Banyao grass in her mind.
The so-called demon grass is that after the demon beast is promoted to the third level, its intelligence is no worse than that of children aged five or six.
They instinctively cultivate a spirit plant and nourish the spirit plant with their own evil spirit every day. The spirit plant starts to change after absorbing the evil spirit imperceptibly.
After the spirit plant mutates, the monster will be cultivated with its own demon blood, so as to improve the grade of the spirit plant and its degree of integration.
The reason why monsters cultivate spiritual plants with their own refined blood is that spiritual plants cultivated by this special means can produce the greatest effect on them.
As soon as the third-order demon grass is mature, the third-order monster can swallow it and easily break through a small order!
Because the cultivation of monsters is very long, it needs to rely on the accumulation of time. Those monsters with ancient monsters' blood need to spend more time slowly awakening their blood power.
The rare and different grass like Banyao grass is to make up for this defect. The more ancient the blood, the more effective the Banyao grass is.
The cultivation of Banyao grass is faster than the advanced speed of the monster itself, so this is also the reason why the monster enjoys it.
”Where did you get this demon grass?”
Shen huanchi's tone suddenly became severe. Shen Ruiling felt a sense of killing. Under the momentum of friar Zhuji, the whole lobby was cold.
Shen Ruiling quickly said:
”Tell the patriarch, in the belly of a fish in the ice cellar of Binhu town!”
Shen Ruiling lowered his head and didn't dare to see Shen huanchi, but he could feel that Shen huanchi was cold at this time.
With the spread of spiritual power, Shen huanchi said:
”Get ready and have a family meeting right away!”
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Before long, a young man entered the lobby. The man was dressed in white, with long hair and a crown. He was gentle, but he showed the breath of the foundation building friar.
”Ruiling, see you, uncle six!”
Shen Ruiling bowed.
”Xiao Ling, get up. It's good not to see you for a few years!”
Shen Jinghua said with a smile.
Shen Ruiling, the monk who is most likely to build a foundation in this generation, has a different relationship with Shen Jinghua. In the past, Shen Jinghua's family would teach Shen Ruiling every time he came home. After all, some religious teaching experience can't be compared with that of the family, so they can joke like friends.
”Uncle Liu is joking!”
”You should be only about 30 now. Your speed is faster than that of the three Linggen disciples in Qingyun sect. Look at your majestic breath, you will soon break through the ninth floor. At that time, you were not much different from some double Linggen disciples!”
Shen Jinghua's divine knowledge swept over and saw the general situation of Shen Ruiling in his eyes.