Interstellar cultivation master

Chapter 197

In a certain corner of the valley, the green bushes suddenly rustled, Shen Jiaoyang got out with his head covered in leaves, and looked at the vines hanging down like waterfalls on the cliff of the nearby valley with bright eyes.Perhaps this corner is too remote, no one has noticed that these vines are covered with heavy purple fruits, which look like bunches of grapes, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Shen Jiaoyang immediately leaned forward, reaching out to pick it off——Bai Ze suddenly appeared from the air, kicked his short legs, and jumped into his arms, shaking his head non-stop.Shen Jiaoyang looked at the purple fruits hanging all over the cliff with some regret, and asked unwillingly: "Are you sure? Are you really not allowed to eat it? It smells delicious!!"

[No, those fruits must be poisonous! ! 】Bai Ze shook his head vigorously again, as if a lot of hair on his body had exploded.Shen Jiaoyang sighed, and looked at the small pile of spiritual fruits in the rattan basket: "I only picked such a few, senior will definitely not be satisfied."

Bai Ze tilted his head: [Anyway, no matter how much you pick, he won't be satisfied. 】

"..." Shen Jiaoyang only felt that an arrow had been shot in his knee, and walked back holding the rattan basket with his mouth flattened, "This is a matter of attitude, attitude! I don't want seniors to think that I'm lazy and don't work hard at all. He It has been said more than once that if we can't even do a simple thing like picking spirit fruits, we will be kicked out."

[He has always said that, and he didn't drive us away. ] Bai Ze blinked his big eyes, very optimistic, 【Senior is a good person, just talking, don't worry! 】

Of course, Shen Jiaoyang knew very well that that senior had a really good personality, much better than the indifferent and careless superhuman powers mentioned by his master or the superhuman powers who used low-level monks as cannon fodder.However, the better the senior, the more he feels that he should fulfill the task assigned by the senior.

On the way back to Lingquan, he met a group of people including Qian An, He Yuan, Rui En, and Mei. Everyone's gains were not as much as they were a few days ago.After all, that senior only circled a place in the valley and didn't let them go to other places to pick.And no matter how rich the spiritual fruit in this place is, if you pick it repeatedly every day, there will always be a time when it will be finished.Maybe at that time, they will not be "servants who pick the spirit fruit"?

Just thinking about how this identity came about, everyone's mood is very low.This senior saved Shen Huichuan, even if they had to pick the spiritual fruit for him for the rest of his life, they would be willing.However, when they thought about Shen Huichuan, Liu Jinhuan's master and apprentice now, and Sun Jinyan who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, they felt even more uncomfortable, and there was no way to relieve their heavy emotions.

It is not the first time that they have faced death and parting, but they still cannot accept the reality that their friends have suffered heavy casualties.

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White mist curled up beside the Lingquan, and Liu Jinhuan sat cross-legged, staring intently at the black and white spiritual core held in his hand.On the low black jade couch next to him, there was a young man with snow-white long hair lying loose.He only showed his upper body, and his lower body was still in the water.Through the clear water surface of Lingquan, one can vaguely see something hovering in the depths of the water waves.

The young man randomly picked a spiritual fruit from the rattan basket surrounded by the couch, ate every mouthful, and said with a frown, "Silly boy, how did you find him?"How come the spirit fruits you pick are more unpalatable than the last one?Try another person! ! 】As a level five great demon (transcending robbery period), he is of course very picky about the food he can eat.Because he is picky, he doesn't like blood, and he doesn't know how to cook, so he can only be a vegetarian.

At the beginning, he deliberately chose this valley with luxuriant spiritual grass and spiritual trees as his lair, not only because of the spiritual spring, but also because of the spiritual fruit.Over a long period of time, he gradually discovered that the time and method of picking each kind of spiritual fruit should be different.If the lingonberry is picked in the wrong way at the wrong time, there will be a subtle difference in taste.So far, the best-tasting spiritual fruits he has eaten are those that Sun Jinyan threw into the spiritual spring inadvertently.

I thought that this group of human two-legged beasts all knew the trick of picking spirit fruits, but I didn't expect that each of them was less enlightened than the other, and Sun Jinyan turned out to be an exception.This made the young man regret saving Shen Huichuan. If it was Sun Jinyan who saved him, maybe he wouldn't have to worry about food now.Why did he agree to that sword cultivator at that time?No, he obviously didn't agree, but why did he still acquiesce in the sword cultivator's choice?

The young man couldn't figure it out, so he stuffed another spiritual fruit, and his brows frowned even tighter: [It's unpalatable...]

Liu Jinhuan didn't even raise his head: [There is no one else, they are monks, they can wrap the spiritual fruit with spiritual energy and pick it, so as to keep the freshness of the spiritual fruit as much as possible.Others are ordinary people, without aura, they will only spoil the taste of the spirit fruit.If the seniors don't dislike it, let them process the spirit fruit again, make it into jam, and eat it with snacks. 】

【jam?dessert? 】The young demon cultivator who has lived on this planet for thousands of years has never heard of this, so he reluctantly agreed, 【Then try it. 】In his realm, unless it is an SSS-level spiritual fruit, it will have no beneficial effect on him.So, what you taste is just the taste.If he could try something new, maybe he could adjust his positioning on this group of humans and tolerate them staying in the valley for a while.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the boy took out the blue spiritual core and played with it for a while, then looked at Liu Jinhuan: [Stupid thing, what's the use of you sitting here every day?What's the use of staring at this spiritual core?Can you do something meaningful?Not to mention, you are now in a state of madness. If the blood in your body is not properly dealt with, if it escapes, it will hinder your master's recovery. 】

Liu Jinhuan was stunned, with blood shining in his eyes: [Senior, after going mad, can you still become a Taoist cultivator? 】

Master is a Taoist cultivator, so of course it is impossible to like demonic cultivators.Even if the Xuanying faction protects their shortcomings, turns a blind eye and does not want to clean up the sect, if a demon cultivator appears in an orthodox sect, they must be expelled from the sect.Shen Huichuan also told him about some negative cases in the sect, which is equivalent to popularizing the history of the sect, and it is also a warning to him.It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and he still accidentally fell into such a result.

【Tsk, do you think it's as easy to turn from the Dao to the Demon, and from the Demon to the Dao, like controlling the flow of water?If you want it to turn left, turn left, if you want it to turn right, turn right? ! 】The young man squinted at him, 【Becoming a demon is a demon cultivator, obediently be your demon cultivator, and don't even think about turning back to Daoist cultivator.I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of such a thing as being able to turn around. 】

[…] Liu Jinhuan looked down at the black and white spiritual core in his palm.Just imagining the scene where the master is going to drive him out of the teacher's school, he feels that he will lose control immediately.If he can't stay by Master's side, but can only watch other people accompany Master and have Master's care, then he might as well choose to die with Master before...or let Master be as bewitched as he is—feel the pain in his heart The monster let out a whooping laugh, and Liu Jinhuan closed his eyes, forcing his blood-red eyes to return to normal slowly.

Seeing that this guy couldn't help spilling blood again, the young man snatched Shen Huichuan's spiritual core from him with a flick of his finger: 【Idiot!Be careful! !What are you doing downcast?What happened to Moxiu?Where there is Daoist cultivation, there are demon cultivators, and there are ghost cultivators if there are people. I am still a demon cultivator, don’t they all cultivate well?According to what you Daoxiu often say about the "balance of the Dao of Heaven", existence is reasonable and conforms to the rules of the Dao of Heaven. 】

Of course, it was impossible for Liu Jinhuan to express the unease and worry in his heart.He managed to resist the urge to snatch Master back, and in order to divert his attention, he asked in a low voice: [Senior, this junior has something that I have always been curious about.Senior is obviously the big monster in this world, how could he know so many things about the cultivation world? 】

[Pfft, of course I heard it from someone else, is it hard to understand? 】The young man slipped into the spiritual spring, and leaned his back on the shore leisurely, 【After living for so many years, how should I say, I have seen several Taoist and demonic cultivators.Every monk is very interesting, and the end is also very interesting.This is the first time I have seen Taoist cultivators like you who are trying to comprehend the heavenly practice of this world.Before, I thought that no one cultivates in this world, it is the world of our demon cultivators. 】

[Can the seniors tell the juniors about the stories about Taoist or demonic cultivators? 】

【no.Hmph, you stupid boys, you don't even know how to pick spirit fruits, I'm not interested in telling you what's there and what's not.Tsk tsk, if those jams and snacks don't taste good, I'll drive you out, lest you spend your aura in the valley.Otherwise, let your master refine enough spirit treasures and pills to compensate me in the future...]

Liu Jinhuan replied unhurriedly: 【That also requires my master to recover.Senior, can you tell me how to find a suitable body for Master?The sooner the master recovers his cultivation, the senior will be able to get the spirit treasure and the elixir one day earlier, ready to cross the catastrophe. 】

[…] The young man raised his eyebrows, [Where do you want to find humans on this planet?Only monsters can be found.If your master doesn't mind taking away monsters, he has many options.Of course, other people's bodies are not as good as your own.Why haven't you thought about reshaping his body? 】

[Reshape the body? 】Liu Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, thinking of the back figure he had seen countless times in his dreams, his heart gradually became hot, 【Senior, can Master reshape his body? 】

[Of course there is. 】The young man casually told him the names of a bunch of spiritual herbs and where they grew, 【Get out and find the spiritual herbs, don't squat in the valley to pollute the spiritual energy, and practice your blood evil by the way.It will take at least one or two years for your master to recover his soul, and you will roll back when the time is up. 】

Liu Jinhuan got up and took a few steps, and finally realized his conscience, thinking of Sun Jinyan: [Senior, will Senior Sun's soul disappear? 】

[Who knows? 】The boy sank himself into the spiritual spring, and gradually disappeared, 【Since that idiot made his own choice, of course he has to bear the consequences.Unless you find another SS-rank Phoenix-tailed Soul-fixing Grass to move over and plant it, and use the freshest fruits to restore his soul.Otherwise, sooner or later, his fascination will dissipate, and it will always be a word of 'death'. 】

【Thank you senior for your pointers. 】Liu Jinhuan turned around and left Lingquan, his hands clenched lightly, as if he was holding something.However, when he realized it, he opened his palm, and there was nothing left inside.