Chapter 68 One Year

Ever since a piece of the village gossip semi-spiritual grass was eaten by the outer sect junior sister.

Xu Yuan magically discovered that these village gossip semi-spiritual grass reacted particularly strongly, and kept cursing for several days. In the past, they were accidentally eaten by the lake spirit sheep, but they didn't react so strongly. .

In the end, it was the ground net semi-spiritual grass that explained to Xu Yuan.

"They feel that their value is threatened. If they can't exist in the wild, they will lose the value of transmitting information."

"More importantly, you may not hear more gossip in the future."

"I see."

Xu Yuan was feeding the beast-controlling little wind horse on the grassland.

After a few days of growth, Xu Yuan found that Xiaofeng could occasionally step into the air, which was considered walking on the wind.

"The blood mutation plus the entry feels a little abnormal." Xu Yuan looked at the faint wind wings on the back of the little wind horse, wondering what kind of scene it would be when it grew up.

After playing with the pony for a while, Xu Yuan came to the Xiaohan Lake in the valley, took out the water grass seeds bought by his uncle, and began to scatter them on the lake.

"This is the Cold Light Water Grass Seed. Just this little bit costs 500 Spirit Stones, which is more expensive than the Fire Sun Grass. I wonder what kind of entries it will produce."

Xu Yuan said as he slowly scattered the seeds. The seeds were specially processed. After falling into the lake, they sank to the bottom of the lake and emitted a smell that fish disliked.

"Master, the sect's fleet just returned from the outer domain. The hull is in good condition and it seems that it has not experienced any battle."

"Yang Li has advanced to the level of flawless golden elixir, and has a spiritual weapon as his life magic weapon, sublimating the seven magical powers, and entering the top five of the sect's Tianjiao list."

"Yesterday, an inner sect disciple of the sect returned with injuries and reported to the sect that he had encountered an adventure outside. After being tested by the sect elders, it was found that he was haunted by the residual soul of the old demon and intended to take over his body."

"Master Cao, your brother's goddess Chu Wei and the inner sect disciple of Wanhua Palace have not returned to the sect yet."

"And according to the news from the brothers in Lingyue Sect, the two may have completely fallen."

Sprinkling grass seeds by the lake and listening to the daily news of the sect, Xu Yuan felt that he had entered retirement life.

"Then Yang Li has advanced to the golden elixir, but it's a pity that I don't know when this little revenge can be avenged." Xu Yuan sighed.

"By the way, what is the beauty doing recently?"

"She farms every day and goes to the Taoist peak to listen to the teachings. She has opened up two acres of spiritual fields to grow spiritual rice."

"She seems to have used up all the spiritual stones on her body. Her cave is very simple. I haven't seen her buy anything. She often drools at the spiritual beasts in the sky." The ground net half-spiritual grass said.

"Interesting, keep observing."

At this time, the pony playing in the distance ran over and rubbed Xu Yuan's hand, wanting him to play with him.

"Be good, go play by yourself. The valley is so big, run happily~~" Xu Yuan touched the pony's head and said.

The pony shook his head, indicating that he just wanted to play with Xu Yuan.

Looking at the clingy pony, Xu Yuan had no choice but to throw out a half-spiritual grass to turn it into a straw man, and then changed exactly like Xu Yuan.

"Play with him and train him well." Xu Yuan waved his hand and said.

"Okay, Master Cao." The village gossip half-spiritual grass, who was the same as Xu Yuan, nodded and took the pony to play.

After spreading the seeds of the cold light grass, Xu Yuan started fishing by the Xiaohan Lake. The ground net half-spiritual grass beside him kept reporting the latest sect news to Xu Yuan.

Just as Xu Yuan was fishing, a large fleet of spirit boats took off from the sect and flew to the outside of the northern boundary.

Xu Yuan, who was fishing, also received the news.

"It took off just after returning. It must have discovered something good." Xu Yuan said while fishing.

"No relevant news was discovered, but just when the spirit boat took off, the wandering grass quietly wandered to the small world inside the spirit boat warship." The ground net half-spiritual grass reported.

"It hasn't wandered enough in this continent, and it's going to cross the border to the outside world?" Xu Yuan frowned slightly. He was really afraid that the wandering grass would never come back.

"Master Cao, don't worry. Even if we are far apart, the Wandering Grass will not get lost. At most, the speed of sending back the message will be slower."

"Whatever. If it doesn't work, I'll make a wish for more Wandering Grass."

Since Xu Yuan had a lot of small wish grass in his hand, the entries have lost their randomness in his eyes. Although he later found that some of the wishes for increasing talent entries could not be fulfilled, it did not affect the big deal.

At night, Xu Yuan harvested the ten-day entry of magic and entered the virtual world, and began to practice magic on a daily basis.

After this period of training, Xu Yuan has become a master in the use of magic.

Even the straw men he summoned were deployed and arrayed, and Xu Yuan used them with ease in the battle.

Xu Yuan felt that with his current strength, he should be the top in the same realm in the sect.

"It's a pity that I have a cheat, otherwise if my talent is really like this, it would be quite comfortable to find a big thigh to hug."

In the virtual world, Xu Yuan couldn't help thinking while practicing magic.

It was just ten days of spell training. When Xu Yuan opened his eyes, only a quarter of an hour had passed in the real world.

This time, Xu Yuan did not fight too much in the virtual world of the ten-day spell entry, so he was in a very peaceful state of mind when he came out.

Sitting cross-legged to practice the "Ten Thousand Trees and Green Emperor Secret".

For a period of time afterwards, Xu Yuan seemed to have entered a state of hard training. He wandered in the valley during the day, planting grass, herding sheep, planting and maintaining spiritual plants, fishing, and drinking tea. When he had nothing to do, he would listen to the gossips from all over the place that the gossip grass at the village head had collected.

In the evening, the compulsory course was to enter the virtual world of the Ten Days of Magic to practice magic. After coming out, he practiced the "Ten Thousand Trees Green Emperor Secret" as usual.

It seemed that a year had passed.

This kind of lonely life of hard practice made Xu Yuan feel that his spirit and spiritual power had been tempered to an extreme state, and his practice also encountered another small bottleneck at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

On this day, Xu Yuan was sipping tea in the pavilion. There was a young pony flying in the sky. Its purple scales matched the pair of wind wings behind it, and it already looked like a spirit beast.

Outside the pavilion, two straw men, one red and one blue, turned into phantoms and tried to fight each other.

From time to time, the sound of swords came from the void.

From time to time, several sword qi slashed towards the earth, leaving more than ten feet long sword marks.

Xu Yuan, who was sipping tea, did not watch the battle, and his mind sank into his dantian.

There are already two runes on the Dantian, one is like a placenta that nurtures all things, and the other one exudes the breath of wind attributes.

In addition, there is another rune that is looming, emitting a trace of coldness mixed with sword intent.

"The speed of practicing magic is faster than expected."

"But if it is converted, it will be a bit uncomfortable."

"A ten-day spell entry is equivalent to a normal three-month spell practice, and this does not include the bonus."

"For a year, I do this every day, which takes more than 90 years to convert into daily practice, and one of the spells has not been practiced to perfection."

"Fortunately, there is a cheat."