Chapter 220 Scattered Demon Grass
"I didn't expect Brother Xiao to have such a spiritual beast. It really saved us a lot of effort. Okay! Let's walk around on the Tianxing Grassland." Liang Yan pondered. Said after a moment.
Xiao San immediately beamed when he saw his promise. He reached out and put the little beast in his arms on the ground, and at the same time shouted: "Sambo! It's up to you, don't embarrass your brother!"
After "Sambo" landed on the ground, his face still looked sleepy. With an expression on his face, he glanced back at him lazily with drooped eyelids, as if he had no intention of moving at all.
"Hey, you lazy thing, why don't you leave quickly!" Xiao San frowned and shouted angrily.
But after hearing this, the "Three Treasures" still squatted on the ground with the old spirit present, and were not moved at all.
“Lose discipline, lax discipline makes Brother Liang laugh!” Xiao San smiled, reached out and took out a red radish-shaped spiritual fruit from his sleeve, and threw it directly in front of San Bao.
San Bao's ears twitched, and he immediately stood up, opened his mouth and took the spiritual fruit into his mouth. With the sound of chewing, San Bao showed a trace of satisfaction on his face.
“I’ve eaten, it’s time to lead the way!” Xiao San’s face was as gloomy as water.
The Three Treasures swallowed the spiritual fruit, and seemed to know the principle of short-mouthed cannibalism. Instead of dawdling, he sniffed the air with his nose, then kicked his hooves and accelerated in one direction.
"Let's go!"
Xiao San shouted and walked in front first. Liang Yan shrugged upon seeing this and stepped up to follow.
Two people and one beast were walking and stopping on this huge grassland. As Xiao San said, almost no spiritual beasts took the initiative to attack them, as if they were members of this grassland. Even if there were one or two aggressive spiritual beasts occasionally, they would take turns to get rid of them.
It’s just that the two of them searched for a long time, but they didn’t see the so-called treasures of heaven and earth. Seeing the sky getting dark, Liang Yan suddenly said:
“Brother Xiao, we have left. It’s been a long time, why haven’t you found it yet? I see that Sanbao is walking around. Isn’t it possible that even he can’t figure out the direction?”
"Brother Liang, what you said is wrong! You can question my Xiao San's strength, but you can't question my experience in controlling beasts!" Xiao San seemed to be very dissatisfied with Liang Yan's questioning, and argued with a blushing expression.
"Ahem. It's not that I can't trust you, but it's just that Liang has other tasks in the Killing Forest. Regardless of the outcome of the treasure hunt, I must leave the Star Grassland and enter the Killing Forest within three days."
"Is that so?" A look of embarrassment appeared on Xiao San's face. He looked at Liang Yan, then at San Bao, suddenly stamped his foot, took out a yellow pill pill from the storage bag, and threw it in In Sambo's mouth.
Sambo swallowed the pill into his belly, suddenly became energetic and ran in one direction as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
"It's in the southeast! Not far from here!" Xiao San shouted, and at the same time he kicked his feet and rushed in that direction.
"It seems that there will be no mistakes this time." Liang Yan curled his lips.
Not long after the two ran, they saw a piece of grass with a distinctive color in the distance. Different from the surrounding green grass, the grass on this ground is actually a strange purple color.
And these purple weeds are obviously higher than the surrounding grass, almost reaching the level of ordinary people's knees.
“Oh my god, it turned out to be magic grass!”
Xiao San stopped and held his head in his hands, looking annoyed. "Magic loose grass? Please forgive me for being ignorant, I have never heard of this kind of magic grass before!" Liang Yan glanced at him and frowned slightly.
"Oh, it's normal that you don't know. Because this magic grass has no effect at all on us Taoist monks!"
"Oh? Why do you say that? "Liang Yan asked again.
"As the name suggests, San Mo Cao can disperse the demonic aura of demonic thoughts around the body. Generally, it is taken by demonic monks when they practice demonic skills and are about to go crazy. This can prevent themselves from being controlled by the demonic thoughts in their bodies and becoming a corpse. "The Walking Dead."
"It has this effect!" Liang Yan's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, in fact, the loose magic grass is very rare. It's normal for you not to know. If this thing is handed into the hands of the right people, it may be a priceless treasure. But if it falls into our hands, we can only take it out to see if we can exchange it for some spiritual stones. ." Xiao San said with a look of frustration.
Just as they were talking, two black things suddenly stuck out in front of the patch of grass with magic grass.
“Huh?”
Liang Yan and Xiao San turned to look at the same time, and saw a python more than ten meters long coiled on the ground, hissing at them. This python has two black heads and a bright red body.
"Two-headed demon python! And it is a two-headed demon python that is about to shed its demon!" Xiao San exclaimed, and his feet involuntarily took a step back.
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he saw this. He had heard of this two-headed demon python, which was usually at the fifth to seventh levels of Qi refining, but the demon python in front of him had clearly reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining.
Xiao San seemed to see the doubts in his heart and immediately explained: "Brother Liang, this two-headed demon python naturally contains a trace of demonic energy. But after it reaches the bottleneck, it will try to shed it like a skin. The demonic nature fades away every time. When you add some magic power, your strength will increase greatly. The one in front of you only has the magic power on its head!"
"That's it! No wonder its strength is different from the ordinary two-headed magic python. "Liang Yan nodded somewhat suddenly.
"With this two-headed magic python guarding the loose magic grass, it's really not worth fighting for. We might as well go and look elsewhere while it's still early." Xiao San suggested.
"Magic Grass"
Liang Yan ignored Xiao San, but murmured to himself. After a while, he suddenly smiled apologetically at Xiao San and said:
"Sorry, I want to get some of this magic grass. Please wait a moment, Brother Xiao.”
“What! What do you, a Taoist monk, do with these magic herbs?” Xiao San’s eyes widened, as if he was in disbelief.
After hearing this, Liang Yan just smiled noncommittally and did not intend to answer any more.
In fact, all he is thinking about now is the word "devil" on the Tianji Pearl in his body. Back in the forbidden area of the Patriarch of Yixing Pavilion, the purple demonic shadow that mysteriously entered the Tianji Pearl had always been a huge hidden danger in his mind.
Is that purple demon still alive? If he is alive, what is the purpose of lurking in his body?
No one can answer these questions for him. Although the purple demonic energy in the Tianji Pearl saved him twice in the subsequent Simingshan Palace trip, it was because his condition was critical and it could not explain anything. . Now that we know the effect of this magic-dispersing grass, how can we not keep some as a back-up?
Thinking of this, Liang Yan's eyes turned cold. The blue aura slowly flowed in his hand, and at the same time he stepped on the ground, and his whole body rushed towards the two-headed magic python like an arrow from the string.
(End of this chapter)