The vast black land in Langlong Tianfu was now a huge cornucopia in Ji Xiaoyao's eyes.
Looking at the vast black land, she instantly felt that she had endless strength, and she wished she could immediately fill all the black land with the same spirit.
A lovely spiritual plant that shines like a stone.
With Zuo Lian's frost-like eyes, she arbitrarily divided the black land into seven vertical squares, including one square for each of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and two squares for rare spiritual plants.
She also planted some of the spiritual plants she picked, leaving only some ordinary spiritual plants that she planned to hand over to the sect for cover-up purposes.
The three-butterfly Purple Mandala was planted in the square of the rare spiritual plant.
The cute little Bifang was placed next to the Three-Butterfly Purple Mandala.
She even specially set up a simple defensive formation for it.
Facing Zuo Lian's elegant eye roll, thinking that they would be neighbors for a long time in the future, she explained: "Although these spiritual plants I picked are of low grade, as long as they age, they will become priceless treasures.
I will practice in the future."
The spiritual stone will no longer be a problem.”
Although Zuo Lian was unhappy, she still acquiesced.
After the planting, Ji Xiaoyao had an in-depth conversation with Zuo Lian, and the two reached a consensus on three points regarding cultivation issues, privacy issues, etc.
First of all, Ji Xiaoyao must focus on cultivation and aim to soar; secondly, personal affairs should not interfere with each other; finally, Zuo Lian must give Ji Xiaoyao necessary guidance in cultivation.
Well, it was actually Ji Xiaoyao who dared him to agree despite his handsome cold face.
Zuo Lian said nothing during the entire conversation.
In the end, he just glanced at her and then hummed softly.
So, Ji Xiaoyao shamelessly assumed that he agreed.
Ji Xiaoyao muttered something silently and returned to the cave, while Zuo Lian stayed in Langlong Tianfu.
Zuo Lian's charming face always showed a sickly paleness.
She guessed that Zuo Lian was a soul and could not leave Langlong Heavenly Mansion easily.
However, because of the soul blood contract, he could easily feel everything she saw.
Regarding this, Ji Xiaoyao felt a lot of pressure.
Does it mean that she must be cautious in her words and deeds in the future, and be elegant and generous?
Didn't he already know her true face?
After thinking about this, she let out a sigh of relief and raised the corners of her mouth.
If you don't like it, just don't look at it.
It took her half a day to adapt to the changes in the foundation building period.
The spiritual energy vortex in her Dantian turned into a spiritual energy liquid vortex, and the meridians in her body became much wider and tougher.
She clenched her little fists, feeling the strong power, and her little face almost turned into a flower with a smile.
Humph, whoever dares to bully her again will be punched back.
When Ji Xiaoyao returned to the depths of Ziyang Zhuhuoniao's cave, Ji Xiaoyao couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the molten pool where magma was rolling and the brown vines climbing up the red fire fruit.
This was not in Langlong Tianfu.
She had no way to move the entire molten pool in.
Although Langlong Tianfu is very magical, Lingzhi still tries his best to simulate an environment suitable for its growth so that it can grow better and faster.
After thinking about it, she tried to call Zuo Lian gently in her mind.
For a long time, Zuo Lian's faint and deep voice appeared in her mind: "What are you doing?"
Well, this exchange of consciousness is really magical.
She sighed secretly while consulting: "Zuo Lian, can you move this molten pool into Langlong Tianfu?"
Zuo Lian appeared quietly beside her, without saying a word, her handsome face expressionless, and her midnight-like eyes showing no signs of any disturbance.
After all, he is a soul body.
It would be bad if he uses spells to hurt his soul.
Ji Xiaoyao looked at him and suddenly felt guilty: "If it's inconvenient, forget it."
Zuo Lian's phoenix eyes scanned lightly, hey, this is Chi Yanhuo, although the grade is a bit low.
First it was Bi Fang, and now it is Chi Yanhuo.
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He glanced at Ji Xiaoyao who was staring at him with big innocent eyes.
She His luck was quite good.
He said calmly: "Do you want to learn alchemy?"
Ji Xiaoyao curled up the corners of his lips as he answered the question again, but "I think" she was starting to get used to his way of speaking and knew that he was not a person without aim.
"Although you can directly absorb the spiritual power in spiritual food, the single effect of these spiritual foods is not comparable to the spiritual elixir refined from various spiritual plants.
However, if there is no spiritual fire in refining the elixir, it can only be refined by earthly fire.
The quality of the elixir produced is of inferior quality," Zuo Lian said calmly with a clear voice.
"You mean spiritual fire?"
she guessed boldly.
Zuo Lian glanced at her approvingly: "There is a red flame three thousand meters deep under the molten pool here.
Although the grade is a bit low, it is only the third grade, but you are only in the foundation building stage.
If you can recover it, the third grade spiritual pill The refining is not a problem."
"It's not low anymore, it's not low anymore."
Ji Xiaoyao's pupils shrank suddenly and his breathing became a little rapid.
Oh my God, it really is a spiritual fire.
According to Senior Brother Lin, it seems that there are no alchemists in Taichu Sect who have spiritual fire, and there are only two alchemists in Tiancang Realm who have spiritual fire.
"But, you mean how can I get down to the red flames three thousand meters deep under the molten pool?"
She suddenly had an ominous premonition.
First of all, she couldn't escape from the ground at all, and this was still at the bottom of the molten pool; secondly, she remembered what Senior Brother Lin said, the fire in the world is extremely violent, extremely rare, and extremely difficult to use for one's own use.
If you take it back by force, your life may be burned away by spiritual fire in minutes.
"You have been baptized by the Marrow Bone Fruit twice.
This mere molten pool will not cause you much harm at all."
Zuo Lian pursed her thin lips lightly, giving her no reason to shrink back.
He hit the nail on the head: "Don't you want to learn alchemy?"
Ji Xiaoyao watched the hot gas, liquid or solid matter rolling and emerging in the hot molten pool, and his little face almost wrinkled into sour orange peel.
She was full of guilt, this would kill someone, this would definitely kill someone.
However, when she thought that Senior Brother Lin was just a small alchemy disciple, he had a huge net worth, and when she thought of those shining spiritual stones, she felt uneasy.
My heart slowly calmed down.
She glanced at Zuo Lian quickly from the corner of her eyes.
With the soul blood contract, the evil Zuo Lian would definitely not watch her die.
Moreover, can this be more painful than being tortured by the Marrow Cleansing Fruit?
"The bottom of the molten pool is full of rolling lava.
What does Red Flame look like?"
She glanced at the molten pool again and swallowed.
She took a deep breath, thickened her spiritual shield, and secretly thought to herself whether freestyle swimming was more elegant in this lava, or whether breaststroke or dog paddle was more reliable.
Hey, it’s really a difficult choice.
Gently scanning the tragic expression of her heroic sacrifice, he felt a little funny in his heart, but his midnight-like eyes could not see any waves.
He lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Chi Yanhuo, you will know what it looks like after you go down.
But, are you planning to jump down just like that?"
She glanced at him suspiciously and raised her cheek.
Instead of jumping like this, wouldn't it be more reliable to recite a mantra and have a god bless her before jumping again?