He sat on the ground, deep in thought.
This was the first time he had started [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] after breaking through to one breath. Almost as soon as he sat down, a breath started to move inside his body. A numbness that he had never felt before spread from the deepest part of his bones. His entire person seemed to be floating.
Fighting with me, you deserve it!
Waking up from meditation, Zuo Mo felt refreshed. After inspecting, his consciousness seemed to have become a fraction stronger. He was both happy and worried. It was naturally a good thing that his consciousness had become stronger, but the lesson of breaking through to one breath was still fresh in his mind.
Actually, to call it a little sword was too much of a compliment. It was like a thin golden piece that had been flattened by a golden grain of rice.
Using a sword scripture to activate the aged gold energy?
What to do?
It wasn't the first time he had come to Cold Mist Valley, but he didn't know if it was because his consciousness had improved, but the jinzhi that he had only faintly felt before was like a monster that had revealed a corner. That heavy pressure multiplied and made it hard for him to breathe. Zuo Mo quickly passed through the thick mist with trepidation.
The silver horned worm finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a muffled snap, it suddenly exploded into pieces.
A swarm of silver beetles. They were slowly crawling inside the body of the fire dragon grass.
This day, like usual, he came to Cold Mist Valley.
He thought uncertainly but then put his hand on the fire dragon grass. In any case, [Art of Aged Gold] didn't harm ling herbs, so he might as well try.
Hm, what was this?
Zuo Mo wasn't very sure.
The surrounding soil was still slightly damp. It shouldn't be a problem of a lack of water. Then what was the problem? His understanding of ling herbs was pitifully little, much less a third-grade fire dragon grass. He wracked his brain, furiously trying to remember what he had experienced in the past two years of planting. When was the situation similar to the symptoms of this fire dragon grass?
For the next few days, he carefully guarded this fire dragon grass. Fire dragon grass was a classic yang ling herb, suitable for using [Art of Crimson Flame]. Every day, Zuo Mo couldn't forget to cast it a few times. Its leaves had become increasingly bright red, and that rice-sized fruit had grown to the size of a soybean, its color gradually darkening. Everything was good, until Wei Sheng Shixiong came to the door.
Zuo Mo had already started to feel tired. Using a sword scripture to move the geng gold little sword was much more taxing on his ling energy than using the geng gold energy normally. Also, it was much more demanding of his spirit. If it wasn't that he had broken through one breath with [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation], his spirit wouldn't have been able to do this.
The carapace of the Silver Horned Worm was incomparably hard. Sparks flew everywhere, but there were still no cracks. But for Zuo Mo, the silver horned worm was a target that wouldn't fight back. No matter how sturdy, it was just a target!
There's hope! Zuo Mo was overjoyed!
As expected, third-grade was third-grade. Even the pests inside had become stronger. Zuo Mo wanted to cry.
His mind was tranquil like the void. Only then did he discover that there was an additional star in the void of his sea of consciousness. The star wasn't dazzling and was even a little dim. The bright flames dancing wildly in his sea of consciousness stole its light, so he usually didn't notice it.
Following the sword technique in the jade strip, he quickly realized the benefits of having his Divine Sense strengthened. He could now easily control the small sword.
"Try it and you'll know." Pu Yao threw down a sentence and then disappeared.
After killing these silver horned worms, he definitely couldn't practice anymore!
Ding!
No matter how he moved the geng gold energy, these silver beetles were still unmoved! He could clearly feel that the geng gold energy that had always been successful was blocked, unable to advance an inch. These geng gold energies that were as sharp as metal sand couldn't even leave a mark on the surface of these silver beetles.
One sword after another, following the sword scripture in Wei Sheng Shixiong's jade scroll, Zuo Mo didn't hesitate.
Back and forth, it was just the same few moves. Very quickly, he was pretty much done.
Were there worms?
The geng gold energy was like a golden cloud, quickly surrounding these silver beetles. Zuo Mo's heart settled. He believed that he would quickly finish the battle. Compared to before, the power of the geng gold energy had greatly increased. He was full of confidence.
The dark gold fine sand entered the body of the fire dragon grass from Zuo Mo's finger. His consciousness followed the geng gold energy into the inside of the fire dragon grass.
"This works?" Zuo Mo stilled.
He hurriedly bent down to inspect this fire dragon grass.
He warned himself in his heart. That extremely comfortable feeling just now made him uncontrollably intoxicated but it also made him deeply wary. Delicious wasn't just fish soup, it could be poison. Pu Yao's abnormality made him feel that the possibility of this being poison was very high.
Fifteen minutes passed. Sweat started to appear on Zuo Mo's forehead.
Just as Zuo Mo was helpless, Pu Yao suddenly popped out: "Tsk tsk, you can't even deal with a little silver horned worm and you want to become a ling plant farmer?"
Pu Yao was very abnormal today! Very abnormal!
The indifferent silver worm shook, sparks flying off the silver shell!
Ding ding ding ding!
Walking in front of the fire dragon grass, he was instantly shocked. The fire dragon grass was wilted, the fire red leaves giving off an air of death. He instantly panicked. This fire dragon grass was related to Wei Sheng Shixiong's major zhuji. If there was any mistake, what would he do? He admired Wei Sheng Shixiong very much and sincerely hoped that Wei Sheng Shixiong could successfully zhuji. He was very focused.
He had encountered trouble.
Even though he hadn't been in contact with Pu Yao for a long time and couldn't see the depths of the other, but Zuo Mo knew that this guy wasn't a kind person. But today, he suddenly had a kind heart. Abnormal, definitely abnormal! However, the only thing he could think of was that it was abnormal. As to why it was abnormal, he couldn't think of it even after thinking for a long time.
Zuo Mo completely forgot himself. The stiff and jerky sword scriptures gradually became practiced. The power of the aged gold sword started to show.
Illusion?
The sword scriptures recorded in the jade stick that Wei Sheng Shixiong had given him were all the most basic sword scriptures. There wasn't anything too profound. Even Zuo Mo, someone who hadn't practiced sword scriptures before, could easily understand them.
Zuo Mo's heart was reassured. What he was most afraid of was not knowing what the problem was. Now that he knew where the problem was, it was easy.
A beat later, he suddenly jumped up. A dark gold aged gold energy appeared at his fingertips. The aged gold energy was like a cloud made of gold sand, slowly turning, extremely beautiful. The aged gold energy suddenly roiled, its volume rapidly shrinking. A moment later, it formed a dark gold little sword the size of a grain of rice.
He couldn't help but hesitate. When his eyes turned to the fire dragon grass in front of him, after struggling for a moment, he still decided to first exterminate these silver horned worms.
Zuo Mo felt very refreshed but he was very rational and didn't practice more.
The aged gold energy was his only method to deal with pests. And the other person in the sect who had reached the second level of [Art of Aged Gold], Guo Lu Shixiong, was still lying on the sickbed.
It was better to be a ling plant farmer, he told himself.
Before he had time to inspect, a dark and cold presence suddenly locked onto his consciousness.
Was this Pu Yao's goal?
Such a hard shell!
However, no matter if it was the fruit or the seed, it meant that this fire dragon grass was growing well. This was a good thing. What he was most worried about was that this fire dragon grass wouldn't acclimatize to the environment here, or its grade would drop. Then he wouldn't have the face to see Wei Sheng Shixiong.
In any case, ge has the aged gold energy, specialized in killing all kinds of pests!
Pu Yao wasn't angry. A faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, his blood red right eye slightly narrowing: "Hee hee, you like this, it really makes people sad! Oh, in the jade stick that whatever Shixiong gave you, isn't there some basic sword scripture? You can try to use the sword scripture to activate the aged gold energy. "
Gradually grasping the trick, Zuo Mo's efficiency increased greatly. His sword scripture became even sharper. The silver horned insects that he couldn't do anything to before, in just a few moves, they were all killed!
Ding ding ding!
Their presence wasn't strong, not as savage and savage as the aphids he had encountered the first time. Zuo Mo's heart was slightly reassured. His [Art of Aged Gold] was limited. If there was some strong insect, then he wouldn't be able to do anything and it could be dangerous.
Zuo Mo looked suspiciously at Pu Yao: "You have a solution?"
Ding!
The painful experience before told him, don't think about getting anything from Pu Yao. He would die a terrible death. But inside, he silently memorized the name silver horned insect. He thought about when he could go investigate and see if he could find silver horned insects.
The sweat on his forehead became even more intense, and his heart became even more anxious. Wei Sheng Shixiong was depending on it to zhuji. It better not have any accidents on his hands!
He quickly threw the problem to one side. Right now, how to deal with these silver horned insects was the most important matter. He was also half believing and half suspicious of Pu Yao's words.
His gaze landed on the fire dragon grass. There was a little red fruit the size of a grain of rice. Before, this little fruit had been dark green. Now it was bright red. But with his pitiful knowledge of ling herbs, it was very hard to determine if this little fruit was a fruit or a seed.
The inside of each ling grass was a different world. The inside of the ling grains was a blurry green, but the inside of the fire dragon grass was a patch of red.
Finally breaking through the defense line of the silver horned insects, Zuo Mo's mind rose and he furiously hacked.
But Zuo Mo didn't care. He hadn't seen many flying swords in his life. His imagination in this area was lacking.
The sound was completely different than before. A crack appeared on the shell of the silver horned insect!
Zuo Mo looked at the corpse of the silver horned insect with disdain. However, his consciousness became unstable and he hurriedly came out of the fire dragon grass. His consciousness and ling energy had been greatly expended. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged to recover his ling energy.
For the next few days, he guarded the fire dragon grass, fearful that something unexpected would happen.
A thick medicinal fragrance floated in the suddenly open mountain valley. Zuo Mo unconsciously looked with lingering fear at the rushing spring and cold pond. Even though he had successfully completed one breath, but the feeling of death in front of him, he definitely didn't want to try it again.
The fire dragon grass that had the silver horned insect removed instantly showed signs of life. Zuo Mo found a pattern. If he killed the natural enemies inside the plant, the corpses of these natural enemies would become the best fertilizer.
His ling energy recovered very quickly, but the consumption of his consciousness hadn't been replenished. To recover his consciousness, the only thing he could think of was one method. That was [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation].
Activating the aged gold energy, he leapt at the swarm of silver beetles.
The silver beetles didn't seem to panic. They continued to chew on the plants in front of them.
Not waiting for Pu Yao to speak, he rolled his eyes: "Even if you had a method, I wouldn't ask you."
Entering back into the body of the fire dragon grass, the silver horned insects continued to chew on the plants inside the fire dragon grass. Zuo Mo didn't greet them, directly sending a sword over!
Having one more star, the sea of consciousness becoming a sea of fire. Such a change, it didn't bring too many changes to him.
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