I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye. Lu Xuan had been hiding his breath and observing the whereabouts of the strange insect through Hua Meinu.

The strange insect changed its position in the middle and turned into a black meteorite, floating quietly in the void, staring at the fog.

Perhaps it had been waiting for a long time. After noticing that there was no movement inside and outside the fog, the monk behind the scenes seemed to lose patience. The strange insect spread its wings and turned into a black light and flew into the void.

"Here it comes!"

"I want to see who is so sacred that he dares to pay attention to my incomplete cave."

Lu Xuan's mind was startled, and he asked Hua Meinu to follow closely behind him.

He waited for such a long time, naturally wanting to track the strange insect ambushing outside the incomplete cave and find out the person behind the scenes.

Hua Meinu has a very strong invisibility ability, even the Yuanying Zhenjun is not easy to detect, Lu Xuan has enough confidence in it.

After a hundred breaths, the black light dissipated, and the strange insect revealed its body and flew into the arms of a bald monk.

The monk was tall, with a fierce look on his face, and a very thick black and red arm.

The strange insect landed on his arm, shrank rapidly, and merged into his flesh and blood.

"The perfect state of Dan formation..."

Lu Xuan sensed the other party's breath through Hua Meinu and muttered secretly.

He gradually became murderous.

The incomplete cave was planted with a large number of seventh-grade spiritual plants he had collected over the years. It was a matter of great importance and could not afford any mistakes.

If it was taken away by someone, all the hard work over the years would be wasted.

The subsequent path to the Nascent Soul and even the God Transformation suddenly became extremely rugged.

Although the bald monk had not yet entered the incomplete cave, he had already noticed a clue, and he was able to wait outside the fog for such a long time, so it was likely that he had evil thoughts in his heart.

"This person cannot be left."

He said secretly in his heart.

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"Strange, I have been waiting outside the fog for more than a month, and there is no movement at all."

In the void, a trace of doubt appeared on the face of the bald monk.

More than a month ago, he entered the turbulent flow of the strong wind to avoid a space storm and came to this area by chance.

He accidentally discovered the existence of the huge fog, but the fog itself was a powerful natural restriction. He also noticed that there were traces of high-level formations outside, so he did not force his way in.

Instead, he hid in the dark and sent a strange insect that could change its form to guard outside the fog, secretly observing and waiting for an opportunity to move.

But after waiting for more than a month, there was no movement. No cultivator came out of the fog, and no one tried to enter the fog.

"It is probably the place where some cultivator is practicing in seclusion."

"There is no movement for a long time, and it is very likely that he has fallen. If he enters, he may be able to search for a lot of rare treasures."

His heart was burning.

Although it is not ruled out that the other party is in seclusion, even if he encounters this worst situation, even if the other party is a Yuanying Zhenjun, in the special environment of the void, he has some confidence in escaping.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger! Take a gamble!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the bald monk's eyes, and he flew to the mysterious fog at a high speed.

Just as he was getting closer and closer to the fog, suddenly, many illusions appeared in his eyes, which made him stunned.

Before he could come to his senses, in just a moment, Sanskrit sounds rang out in the void, and golden lotuses appeared out of thin air.

A golden body with a blurred face and a height of a hundred feet appeared in the void, pinching a Buddhist seal with one hand.

The golden body burst out thousands of Buddha lights, illuminating the world, the light and majesty, making the bald monk feel a sense of submission.

The handprint grew rapidly, containing all kinds of Buddhist true meanings, pressing towards the bald monk with an unmatched momentum.

At the critical moment of life and death, the bald monk regained a trace of clarity, and before he could sacrifice the magic weapon, a black light flowed on the surface of his body, and in the blink of an eye, a heavy armor condensed.

Under the seal, there was no escape. His two arms grew rapidly and crossed above his head.

"Puff!"

His hands collided head-on with the seal. Even though his body was extremely strong, he was beaten to vomit blood. His two arms collapsed, and hideous monsters flew out.

At the cost of serious injuries, he finally got a chance to breathe. Just when he was about to act, suddenly, a deep purple jade mirror flew out from the depths of the void.

"Intermediate magic weapon! There is a Yuanying old monster!"

The bald monk sensed the powerful aura of the Nanming Thunder and Fire Mirror, and his heart skipped a beat. He immediately shouted:

"Senior, you misunderstood! I am just passing by here! I have no other thoughts!"

"My master is..."

Before he finished speaking, wisps of deep purple thunder and fire gushed out of the jade mirror.

The thunder and fire were fierce and domineering. In an instant, they spread into a sea of ​​fire with a radius of several miles, enveloping him.

The origin of this deep purple lightning fire is unknown. Once it is touched, it is like a ulcer attached to the bone. No matter whether it is magic power or treasure, it cannot be dispelled.

He knew the terrifying unknown monk and made a decision in an instant.

A cold and evil aura spread from his body. In an instant, whether it was the heavy armor or the thick arms that were different from ordinary people, there was a buzzing sound inside.

Then, the whole body collapsed silently, and hundreds of thousands of strange insects flew in all directions.

This is a strange life-saving secret method he practiced. At the moment of life and death, the soul can be separated and possessed by the strange insects that have been raised for many years.

The strange insects are invulnerable to water and fire, and have strong vitality. As long as one escapes, there is a glimmer of hope for survival.

In the thousands of deep purple flames, most of the strange insects fell down, and dozens of them seized a chance and fled to the depths of the void.

"Where to escape?!"

Lu Xuan's figure appeared out of thin air, as if he had teleported directly from a distance, silently and without any signs.

He opened his mouth and spit out a strange needle with a faint luster.

The strange needle was extremely fast and could not be caught by the naked eye. It appeared and disappeared in the void.

The flying needle seemed to contain a strange force field. Wherever it passed, the strange insects in a certain area around were involuntarily attracted.

In an instant, the remaining dozens of strange insects were drawn together by the Yin-Yang Yuanci Divine Needle.

The divine needle silently pierced through the bodies of all the strange insects.

In an instant, dozens of strange insects exploded silently at the same time, and even the smallest corpses were annihilated by a strange force field.

"The late stage of Jindan..."

"Intermediate magical power! Two intermediate magic weapons!"

"This is the late stage of Jindan?!"

After everything settled, Lu Xuan appeared, floating in the air, looking at the scene in front of him with a smile.

Sensing the breath on him, the soul of the bald monk possessed by the strange insect roared silently, and then disappeared in the void.

Lu Xuan's mind moved, and the Yin-Yang Yuanci Divine Needle quickly shrank and drilled into his ear very skillfully.

The Nanming Thunder Fire that was still burning quietly also gathered together, forming wisps of deep purple flames, all returning to the Nanming Thunder Fire Mirror.