The cool breeze was blowing, and Zuo Mo practiced his fingering over and over again, his fingers were moving faster and faster. Suddenly, a crisp sound, his fingers stagnated, and they were all in a mess.

This is the seventh time.

Today he practiced fingering without success.

He let out a long breath and suppressed his irritability. The fingering of "The Grass and Trees" is complicated. If he is not calm in his heart, he is prone to mistakes. But how can Zuo Mo calm down? Two months have passed, but he still cannot complete his fetal breath. This is not what makes him feel discouraged. What really makes him feel discouraged is where the door he can't even find is. In the past, whether he studied "The Little Cloud and Rain Art" or the remaining four magic techniques in the jade slip he bought later, even if he cannot comprehend for the time being, he at least knows which direction to work hard.

However, since "Feal Breathing Refining God" repaired his spiritual sense, he has been unable to find his direction. He wanted to spend more time, but the practice time of "Feal Breathing Refining God" must not exceed two hours every day. The jade slip does not clearly state why it cannot exceed two hours, but Zuo Mo doubts what damage it may cause. He dare not take risks easily.

According to the jade slip, he needs to stop breathing from his mouth and nose before he can turn into fetal breathing.

However, no matter how much he holds his breath, his survival instinct will always make him speak subconsciously. He can't find the feeling of fetal breathing at all.

For two consecutive months, he did not make any breakthrough except for his spiritual consciousness recovering as before.

During the rest of the time, he had to practice other magic tricks. What surprised him was that during this period, his spiritual power and magic tricks had improved rapidly. Especially for magic tricks, except for "Little Yunyu Jue" and "Geng Jin Jue", the remaining three magic tricks were all cultivated to the second level by him in just two months.

Even if he was at this speed, he felt incredible.

While he was happy, he became even more worried. "Feal Breathing Refining God" has not made any progress for a long time, and there is only one month left before three months. He didn't know whether the anti-blood Chongmai was as terrifying as Pu Yao said, but any of the imaginations these four words gave him was definitely not good. He also tried to ask Pu Yao for advice, but Pu Yao's sneer on his face suddenly angered him.

For some reason, he was extremely prone to angrily running away in front of Pu Yao.

Linggu also achieved a bumper harvest. Compared with other senior brothers, his Linggu yield was significantly higher. Although his Linggu was also affected during the last disaster, the situation was much better than Lao Heitou and others. After that, he did not hide it at all. "The Grass and Trees", "The Earth Qi Skill", and "The Geng Jin Skill" were all used by him. Only "The Chiyan Skill" was not used because of its yin attributes as the Linggu.

With the five acres of spiritual fields in the courtyard, the output far exceeded his expectations.

After deducting the sect rental fee, he left some of the Linggu to eat by himself, and sold all the other Linggu, earning 62 second-grade crystals. In addition to the fifteen second-grade crystals he got from Li Yingfeng last time, his total assets are now as high as 77 second-grade crystals. The reason why he can make so much profit is that the price of Linggu soars across the board.

Even the old blackhead was so severely affected that he could pay the rent for the sect, which shows how much the price of Linggu on the market has risen.

Another thing that made Zuo Mo vaguely worried was that Senior Sister Hao Min and Senior Brother Luo Li had not returned to the sect yet. These days, he had discovered that some spiritual medicines in the Lengwu Valley medicinal field had begun to show bad signs. Taking care of spiritual medicines is a very meticulous job, much more refined than taking care of spiritual valley. His "Little Cloud Rain Art" can only ensure their water use. From the perspective of planting, this is just a basic need.

You won't see anything in a short period of time, but over time, problems can easily occur.

Now he was in a state of turmoil, and his pockets finally became unprecedentedly bulging, but he was not happy at all.

Damn "Feal Breath Refining God"!

The abominable Senior Sister Hao Min and Senior Brother Luo Li!

There is also Pu Yao who deserves to die!

Why does my brother always have to face evil with such a kind heart? He wants to cry without tears.

Some time ago, except for "Feal Breathing and Refining God", he spent all the other time on "Geng Jin Jue". The spiritual planting husband needed five magic tricks, and three of them reached the third level. Zuo Mo's "Little Cloud and Rain Jue" has reached the fourth level, and among the remaining four magic tricks, the one that has the most hope of breaking through the third level is "Geng Jin Jue".

Today he was not in the mood to practice "Gengjin Jue" at all. He widened his eyes and silently recited every word in "Feal Breath and Refining God" in his mind. If there were expressions on his face, he would definitely be entangled in a mess now.

One month!

Only one month left!

He bit his lips tightly and carefully pondered every word. Pu Yao still looked sarcastic, which completely aroused Zuo Mo's bloodiness in his bones.

This damn bastard!

Now he understood why he was always so angry in front of Pu Yao. Pu Yao could easily tear apart people's disguise, and he would guide the other party's emotions openly or secretly, exposing the other party's most natural part. And since he knew that even for a person like Pu Yao who was as cunning as the sea, scolding would not really anger him, Zuo Mo no longer restrained his emotions.

If he didn't exaggerate, he felt that he would soon die under the ravage of this damn shemale!

As for suffering a little, he doesn't care. Even if he obeys the rules, will Pu Yao be kind to him? He can think clearly with his toes. It's better to take advantage of it verbally, and he feels more pleasant.

Brother is a small grass, and he can’t beat it down no matter how hard he blows it!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

A series of rapid knocks sounded.

"Little Brother Mo, Little Brother Mo!"

It's the old blackhead, why did he come?

Zuo Mo suppressed his anxious heart and stood up to open the door.

When I opened the door, it was indeed the old blackhead's face full of frosty face, but there was a strange man standing beside him.

Seeing Zuo Mo, the old blackhead breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you are here!"

After saying that, he introduced the man around him: "This is Senior Brother Wei Sheng."

Wei Sheng, Zuo Mo was slightly shocked. The strange man in front of him was Wei Sheng, the leader of the outer disciple. He couldn't help but look at him carefully. He was not tall, had wide shoulders, square face and thick eyebrows, and looked quite honest, but his eyes occasionally showed a little bit of lust, which made people dare not underestimate him.

"Senior Brother Wei Sheng!" Zuo Mo gave a tribute. Although Senior Brother Wei Sheng rarely showed up, he had a high prestige among his outer disciples. It would be beneficial or harmful to establish a good relationship with such a person.

Wei Sheng looked at Zuo Mo for a while, then smiled and said with a gentle smile: "Junior Brother Zuo Mo is indeed hidden."

Zuo Mo was slightly shocked, but he was not too surprised. Senior Brother Wei Sheng's cultivation level was already higher than his. He said modestly: "Senior Brother is too honored. Come on, come in, sit down and talk."

The three of them walked into the yard.

Wei Sheng looked around and exclaimed: "What a big yard!"

The old blackhead stared at the spiritual field in the yard with his eyes straight, and after a while, he said annoyedly: "Why didn't I think of this method? Is this inevitable rent?"

Zuo Moxiao said, "I have taken advantage of it. I didn't know which senior brother's house was in the past, but there were five acres of spiritual fields. Unfortunately, it was abandoned for too long and the level was lost. The first-grade spiritual fields were considered better than nothing."

The old blackhead showed a regretful expression: "What a pity for such a good spiritual field."

Zuo Mo didn't say anything, and he didn't know that it was not planted for a long time. The old blackhead always had a unique relationship with the Lingtian.

"Even there is a spiritual field in the yard. Junior Brother Zuo is indeed a planting madman. It seems that I have found the right person this time." Wei Sheng said with a smile.

The three of them sat down under the old tree, and Zuo Mo made a pot of tea casually. His "Red Flame Art" only has the first layer, and can only condense a small ball of flame, which is useless, but it is very convenient to use it to ignite.

"Senior Brother is looking for me?" Zuo Mo did not refuse and went straight to the point: "But what happened? Although my junior brother has limited cultivation, if he can do his best, he will have nothing to say."

Wei Sheng was not polite: "I came this time and I did have something to bother my junior brother." He carefully took out a jade box from his arms, opened it, and a rich spiritual energy rushed over. He saw a spiritual herb lying inside. This spiritual herb is about thirty centimeters long, with fiery red leaves, and an ink line penetrated it. Compared with the fiery red leaves, it is a green fruit all over the body.

If the muscles on his face were not dead, Zuo Mo would have a rich expression. The spiritual herb in front of him that he could not call him the name was astonishingly rich in spirit. He picked it up carefully and placed it in front of him to look carefully. The spiritual herb was carved from a whole piece of red fire jade, crystal clear and moist.

Absolutely third grade or above!

During this period, I helped Senior Sister Hao Min manage the medicinal field of Lengwu Valley, and my knowledge of the spiritual medicine increased greatly. Although he couldn't name the spiritual medicine in his hand, his quality and spiritual energy emitted were even better than most spiritual medicines in Lengwu Valley.

"This Fire Dragon Grass has a rare third grade, and it is not easy to find." Wei Sheng looked calm: "I have been away from foundation building for a while. During this period, I would like to ask my junior brother to take care of this Fire Dragon Grass."

"Care?" Zuo Mo was a little surprised, and he reacted very quickly: "Is the senior brother who builds the foundation to take this Fire Dragon Grass?"

If Wei Sheng didn't say that this was the Fire Dragon Grass, Zuo Mo would never recognize it. Could it be because of the third grade? This Fire Dragon Grass is completely different from the Fire Dragon Grass that Zuo Mo remembers.

"No," Wei Sheng nodded, his expression as usual.

Zuo Mo and the old blackhead on the side couldn't help but look admiring. There were a lot of spiritual medicines needed to build the foundation, but a few main medicines were the key. Fire dragon grass was one of them, but it was not the best choice. Because it needed raw food, and its medicinal properties were strong. People with a slightly weak will may even lose their spiritual power because they could not bear the violent medicinal properties. In recent years, few people have used it to complete foundation building.

However, although the Fire Dragon Grass is like a poison, if it can hold on, it will be of great benefit to cultivation and is much better than the ordinary spiritual herbs.

But how powerful should the third-grade Fire Dragon Grass be!

After a few words, Zuo Mo respected the senior brother he had met for the first time. He had also heard of some rumors about Senior Brother Wei Sheng. It was rumored that Senior Brother was an orphan since he was a child, and was later included in the school and was obsessed with practicing swords. In order to learn good sword techniques, he even went to Senior Brother Luo Li to be a sword servant.
Chapter completed!