Chapter 39 Harvest
The shining purple light disappeared in a flash.
Wow——
Yang Qian put on the black brocade robe that he had prepared, and it was the same style as the one he wore before.
Took out a piece of moonstone and floated it above Yang Gan's head.
A faint bright light illuminates the surrounding environment.
Putting the storage bag back on his waist, Yang Qian walked to the body of the golden-backed mantis with a little excitement.
Looking up and down, Yang Gan stared at the pair of extremely sharp boring knife forelimbs, took out the Shuiyun Sword, and skillfully cut it off.
Then he groped for the belly of the golden-backed mantis.
“I remember that a few years later, my junior brother Han came here and killed the golden-backed monster mantis. The eggs in its belly were all gone. Now that I have come here in advance, I don’t know if it will happen. It’s like that too”
Yang Gan murmured to himself while carefully exploring the abdomen of the golden-backed monster mantis corpse.
The strange sticky feeling made Yang Qian frown in slight discomfort.
After a few breaths.
With a sudden expression on his face, Yang Gan took out his hand from the abdomen of the corpse with a joyful expression. There were actually seven oval-shaped objects of the same size in his hand, which were all white and stained with blood. .
"It is indeed the eggs of the golden-backed mantis, but unfortunately, they are all dead." Yang Qian pointed a finger on a white egg, repeating this process, closing his eyes to sense it.
After a few breaths, Yang Qian's eyes showed disappointment.
They are all dead.
“There should be more than a dozen.”
Yang Gan continued to reach in and groped unwillingly, but in the end he only found two golden-backed monster mantis eggs the size of eggs. Afterwards, it was nowhere to be found.
"Could it be that I was six years ahead of schedule, so there are fewer eggs." Yang Gan stared at the last two monster eggs in his hand in astonishment.
Yang Qian frowned inadvertently, but still pointed his finger on one of the white eggs.
As expected, it’s a dead egg again.
"Only the last one left"
Yang Qian had no hope.
However, when he pointed a finger at the white egg mountain again, his eyes widened in disbelief.
The bright black eyes were full of surprise.
“Alive?!”
“There is actually a live egg!”
Yang Gan raised his arm and took this white golden-backed monster mantis Place the egg in front of your eyes and look at it carefully.
Sure enough.
Inside the white egg, if there is a trace of vitality, it is sleeping quietly inside.
Even though it is very weak, this is indeed a living golden-backed mantis egg.
Yang Qian carefully took out a piece of aura-filled talisman paper and pasted it on the golden-backed mantis egg. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and gently put it into the spirit he had already prepared. In the beast bag.
Let it rest.
As for the other dead eggs, Yang Gan thought about it for a while, then took out a jade box and saved the nine dead eggs.
Then he put it into his storage bag.
Yang Qian has some impression of the purpose of these dead eggs. When he has the opportunity to obtain some kind of ancient strange insect in the future, he will feed them with the dead eggs of these golden-backed monster mantises.
Yang Qian looked at it again, and the Shuiyun Sword suddenly swept across and took off the wings of the golden-backed mantis. Not only that, Yang Gan walked around the golden-backed mantis again, and then turned it over with Yi Jiao.
"Golden Back. This armor cannot be wasted." Yang Gan touched his nose, raised his hand, and actually cut the whole body of this golden-backed monster mantis. Only the carapace on the back was cut off.
It was bigger than Yang Gan's entire body, and when he struck it casually, a harsh metal collision sound was made.
“Good stuff!” Yang Qian looked at it excitedly for a moment and then pocketed it.
Now is the initial stage of spiritual practice. All materials that are useful must not be wasted.
At this point, the body of the golden-backed monster mantis had basically nothing of value left.
Yang Gan casually tore open a fireball talisman and turned the body of the golden-backed mantis into ashes.
Then he walked to the corner of the cave and found a white skeleton covered in gray robes. On top of the bones was a intact storage bag pinned to his waist.
With his fingers imagining, Yang Qian grabbed the storage bag in his hand with excitement.
He certainly knew that there were not a large number of spiritual stones or precious magic weapons in the storage bag, but rather things that were worthless in the eyes of other monks.
Poke into it and take a look.
Sure enough, there are bottles and jars of stuff in the storage bag.
Most of them are engraved with food for some kind of monster or insect.
The other half is a variety of insect samples, with the names of the insects also engraved on them.
Most of the bugs in the bottle are still alive, which makes Yang Qian very satisfied.
Yang Qian is naturally very interested in powerful spiritual pets. Through these things, he can quickly learn relevant knowledge about spiritual beasts.
Yang Qian continued to rummage, and finally found a green jade slip at the bottom of the storage bag.
Yang Qian really found it difficult to understand this.
This elixir-forming monk from the Yuling Sect not only has his elixir green, but also the mana he releases is green. Even the jade slips he uses are also green.
“This is completely shrouded in green. It’s not unfair to die.” Yang Qian lamented, opened the green jade slip, and started browsing.
This jade slip is naturally the "List of Strange Insects" produced by the monks of the Yuling Sect. It not only introduces thousands of rare and rare insects in the world, but also some secret methods of cultivating and controlling insects.
Yang Qian first found the name of the golden-backed mantis.
The golden-backed monster mantis ranks seventy-third on the list of strange insects of the Yuling Sect monk. It can be regarded as a very rare monster species. In the future, it will be cultivated carefully and its advancement will be comparable to that of the five-year-old monks in the Danjie stage. Super monsters should be a no-brainer.
Although, in Yang Qian's view, the so-called "Strange Insect List" is a bit unconvincing when it is only ranked by a monk in the alchemy stage of the human world.
Especially the gold-eating insects, which were ranked twelfth by this monk from the Yuling Sect. This ranking is obviously
However, the various strange insects on the list , it does have its unique features, and many of the rumors are passed down from the human race in the upper world, so they are not without merit.
Even though this list lacks some authority, it still makes Yang Qian read it with gusto.
Especially the top ten shocking insects.
"The first place, the cold-winged golden cicada, was born from heaven and earth, with a golden body. It lives on the sacred tree. It loves to eat the moonlight and the juice of the sacred tree. It moves slowly, but can teleport at will. Its wings are transparent. It is transparent and rarely opens. Once it is fanned, the space within a hundred miles will be shattered, and everything within a radius of thousands of miles will be frozen. "
Yang Qian clicked his tongue in wonder. Thousands of miles of ice will not be underestimated.
Then look down.
"Second Place, Seven-Colored Cricket in the Snow"
"Third place, Taixu Ant"
Yang Qian looked over one by one, and even he was only slightly impressed by the names of some strange insects. After all, the one with the deepest memory was the gold-eating insect.
However, Yang Qian did accidentally see a few of the names in ancient books in the spiritual world.
(End of this chapter)