Chapter 5 The Spiritual Insect Green Locust (Qiuzhui Collection)
Night, starry.
From time to time, there is a crisp sound of insects in the mountains and forests.
“Hey, the blockage of the tendons is more serious than I expected.
In the past, a pulse-opening pill could open up at least three to four tendons.
But now, even one tenth of the tendons cannot be opened, and there is no hope of unblocking the whole body's tendons. "
In the room, Ji Yi, who had just finished practicing, had a look of solemnity and helplessness.
Without opening up his muscles and veins, he would not be able to re-enter the inner Qi realm.
Without the inner energy realm, the inner energy lightening method involved in Guiyuan Jin cannot be used.
In this way, the speed of the explosion of light will eventually drop.
In the event of danger, it would be extremely inconvenient to escape, let alone attack the innate realm and embark on the path to immortality.
"There are still six pills left to open the pulse. Let's see if one can be unclogged after taking them all. If it doesn't work"
Thinking of this, Ji Yi looked towards the bed. dagger.
The Qingfeng Sword is a low-grade magical weapon. The sword is one foot and four inches long.
If activated by mana, the sword light can reach up to three feet, and its power is extraordinary.
As a member of the Xianyuan City Law Enforcement Guard, his uncle Lin Feixiang once owned a middle-grade magical weapon called the Red Feather Blade.
Once the Red Feather Blade is used, it can turn into seven flaming red flying blades, which are extremely lethal.
However, it is obvious that this magical instrument has been lost with the death of the uncle, and it can only be lost.
As for the storage bag.
It looks like an ordinary cloth bag, but if it does not generate magic power, it will not be able to open even if it has a thousand pounds of strength.
"And even if it can be opened, how much can be left inside?"
Looking at the stars in the night, Lin Yi was stunned.
The path to immortality is already in front of you. How can you be willing to accept it if you don’t ask for it?
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
The remaining six pulse-opening pills were exhausted a few days ago due to daily hard work.
The effect is hard to describe.
The consequences of failure to attack the innate were more serious than he imagined.
Today, only one-third of the twelve meridians have been sorted out.
The power of Kaimai Dan has not failed.
The reason why it is so slow is because all the small meridians attached to the twelve main meridians are damaged.
This is slow work, and only by repairing it one by one can we achieve step-by-step work.
In this way, it will take several years of water grinding.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Yi transferred most of his time to martial arts.
Guiyuan's Thirteen Styles of Swordsmanship had been mastered as early as a month ago, and now he can hit wherever he wants with his sword.
Lin Yi asked himself, within the same realm, his swordsmanship should be unmatched.
Relying on the low-grade magical weapon Qingfeng Sword, in an instant, it can't be said that it can kill the innate, so it can be regarded as having some power to protect itself.
But even so, Ji Yi was not arrogant at all, but became more cautious.
This is the fairy city.
No matter how powerful his martial arts attack is, he only needs one talisman.
A golden light talisman that can form a protective spirit shield is enough to block his attack.
The only thing I rely on is the low-grade magical weapon Qingfeng Sword. For the sake of safety, I will not reveal it. Blood will be seen when the sword comes out to prevent it from being spied on.
"After much thought, the only option is to farm. Once all the weeds in the fields are removed, we will find an opportunity to go to Xianyuan City."
After all, several years of restoration are too long. , prone to variables.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly.
There is a gentle breeze blowing from the mountains, bringing with it a unique coolness. Wherever it passes, the leaves rustle and the grass and rice ears resemble waves.
In the fields, Lin Yi holds a black hoe and is concentrating on weeding. Although the Qingling rice in Dongtian Paradise had a good harvest a few days ago, the three acres of spiritual fields in front of the door have always been deserted.
If others see it, they may have some evil thoughts.
“With one more day, all the weeds in the field will be eradicated.”
Jin Yi stood up and looked at the weeds in the field, wiping the hot sweat from his forehead.
These seem to be ordinary weeds, but their roots are quite tough. If you don't have a black hoe in your hand, they can weigh thousands of pounds, and it would be very troublesome to clean them up.
“Rust!”
At this time, another strange sound came from the field.
Ji Yi’s right ear twitched slightly, looking for the sound.
You can see the green and yellow rice ears swaying a few steps away, dancing with the green weeds.
"Rust!"
The strange sound seemed to be closer. Ji Yi frowned and his eyes focused.
In the grass, two fingers-thick grass trembled slightly, and a green spirit insect jumped up.
Spiritual insects look like locusts, they are green in color and are about the size of a baby's fist, but they have sharp teeth.
“Da da da!”
The blue wings flapped, and there was a rapid flapping sound.
Jin Yi felt a flash of green light in front of his eyes, and the green locust rushed in front of him, the fangs in front of his lower jaw flashed with cold light.
“Get away!”
Jin Yi waved the hoe in his hand, his expression changed slightly, he felt as if he had hit something hard, and a force of gravity hit him.
“Crack!”
The green locust was slapped into the soil and shook its dizzy head. Ji Yi took two steps back.
“Chi chi chi!”
Watching the green locust spreading its wings and about to fly again, Lin Yi smashed the hoe in his hand.
“Whoosh!”
The cyan locust’s movements were extremely sharp and it was easy to avoid. It made a sizzling sound from its mouth, showing a fierce look.
"Death!"
In an instant, Ji Yi's eyes focused on the opportunity, and a green cold light burst out from his arms.
“Bang!”
But with a flash of cold light, the green locust’s ascending body froze for an instant, turning into two halves and falling to the ground.
“How can there be such spiritual insects at this time of year?”
Looking at the insect corpse split into two, Ji Yi frowned.
The dead green locust was a low-class spiritual insect, but its body was hard and its speed was extremely fast. Without a sharp weapon in hand, it would not have died so easily.
"Fortunately, my martial arts training is good, otherwise I would have almost suffered."
After waiting for a while, there was no movement in Tianzhong. Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the insect near the corpse. Black hoe.
I saw that the corner of the hoe already had a concave mark. It was no wonder that the collision just now made him take two steps back.
Even if he swung it in a hurry, he still had the power of a thousand pounds. If it were an ordinary person, he would die.
Although the scenery in this world of immortality is splendid, it is also full of murderous intent.
After summarizing, Lin Yi smashed the dead green locusts into blood mud and buried them near Qingling Rice.
After all, it is a spiritual insect. Even if it does not enter the stream, its flesh and blood can still nourish the ears of rice.
“Green locusts like to eat spiritual rice, and they will only appear when the spiritual rice is about to mature, although it appears a little earlier.
But I think it is because I have neglected to take care of the spiritual field for more than two months, so this insect breeds in advance. "
Looking at the gradually full ears of rice on the green and yellow Qingling rice, Lin Yi exhaled a breath.
"We still have to weed as soon as possible. After all, these three acres of spiritual field are Once there is a good harvest, it will be worth 300 low-grade spiritual stones. ”
(End of this chapter)