You don't want to be found out, right?

Chapter 11
Yuyao's consciousness swept over the surrounding spirits, as well as the monks in the street market, pondered for a while, and pinched a magic formula. What was originally a fog-like consciousness slowly transformed into a simple and honest black and white boy with dark circles. beast.

Fu masters are much more proficient in the application of souls than utensil masters and alchemists. Like array masters, they all need to borrow the power of heaven and earth to communicate with the energy of heaven and earth to draw magic circles or talismans, so their spiritual consciousness will be more concentrated than alchemy masters. Be strong.

Both the Master Fu and the Master Array have the ability to condense spiritual consciousness into spiritual objects, so the little beast transformed by Yuyao's spiritual consciousness saw a lot of pseudo-spirits on the way to follow the little lion.

Weak spirits only affect mortals, and for monks, their attack power is not worth mentioning.In the mortal world, there are not many days for spirits to come out of the body, and many cultivators are still very interested in these little spirits that were naturally raised.

Cultivation is not just about burying one's head and working hard. Occasionally, it is necessary to understand the humanities of heaven and earth. Compared with the cultivation of the realm, more people pay attention to the cultivation of the state of mind.

Yuyao followed the little lion to the place where they gathered, and found that it was surrounded by a bunch of small spirits. Yuyao's consciousness could not penetrate this layer of spirits, but she felt a familiar sense before she got close enough. Domineering and ferocious spiritual power.

"Huh? This breath? It seems familiar!" Yuyao's consciousness suddenly stopped, his eyes were somewhat puzzled, "It seems that she is really the senior sister?"

When Yuyao was puzzled, the elder sister, who was surrounded by the spirit objects, looked at the little spirit object that wanted to touch her, and was also very puzzled.

She should have returned to the sect yesterday, but she suddenly received a bird talisman from her junior brother, saying that there was an evil cultivator in Dongshan Town who escaped from prison and relied on the cultivation of flesh and blood, and she needed her help to bring it back.

This evil cultivator was originally imprisoned in a prison in Zhoushan, and planned to be escorted to the prison by the people from the Law Enforcement Hall in the middle of the year, but recently, a large number of monks in Zhoushan went out, because the prison's guard force was not enough, he escaped.

As soon as she arrived in Dongshan Town, she was entangled by a small spirit.I don't know what the body of this little spirit is. It is suspected to be a wood spirit, and its vitality is much stronger than that of other spirits.

The reason why the big sister didn't do it was because she felt the aura of that evil cultivator on the spirit, so she wanted to know where the body of this little spirit was.

Who knew that she only stopped for a few hours, this wood spirit was so courageous that she wanted to secretly pick Zidonghua, which she wanted to use to refine Bigu Pill.

A simple sword cultivator like the eldest sister does not know how to concoct alchemy, so he can only collect herbs, flowers and trees everywhere and ask someone to refine them.

This wood spirit is so sensitive to herbs, something is not quite right. Senior Sister originally only wanted to stop for a while, but she didn't expect that in such a short time, she was in a dilemma in the pile of spirits.

After Yuyao felt the aura of Senior Sister, he glanced a few times from a distance, but did not approach.

The easiest way to get a chance in the mortal world is on these important festivals. What if it is the chance of a big sister?

Yuyao took a few glances and left, the small beast's elegant tail fluttered in the air, making those pseudo-spirits passing by couldn't help but look sideways, wanting to get to know this man who can disguise his spiritual consciousness as a true spirit. Who is the lifelike monk?

Yuyao saw the little tail following her. She didn't want to cause more trouble, so she sneaked into the crowd and traveled home through the surging crowd.

His consciousness returned to his body, Yuyao rubbed his swollen head, looked at the sprouting seeds in the medicine bag, and wondered if he should ask someone to come back to take care of him.

Dan cultivators have a medicine bag that can be used as a portable medicine field, in order to encounter rare flowers and plants that are not yet mature, and prevent them from waiting too long because they are mature.

For Yuyao, the wood of Fu Xiu is some spiritual wood with a certain age. The purpose of this medicine bag is to cultivate the seeds of some delicate wood.

Yuyao hadn't taken care of this medicine bag before. Every time she added spirit stones and spirit water, she put it aside. After all, as long as the seeds didn't germinate, she wouldn't take them out.

As soon as she came here to sort out her belongings, she found that many medicinal species had sprouted, but her yard had not been dealt with, and there was no suitable medicinal field for transplanting.

The sprouted seeds consume a lot of spirit stones in the medicine bag, and they will also snatch the spirit energy of other seeds, which will cause those seeds to die, so it is best to transplant them as soon as possible. She is too poor, and the time and cost of nurturing spirit seeds are too expensive. No.

After thinking about it, Yuyao went to the cultivator of the Tambourine Hall, and asked if there were any mortals who could cultivate medicinal herbs, but they did, and they were acquaintances.

The pair of siblings she met today were actually the descendants of a pair of monks. Unfortunately, the monk and his wife were seriously injured because of defending the city and passed away a few years ago. Ji is hopeless, but he has a good talent for growing flowers and plants.

In the past, this little lady not only made food, but also took care of the medicine fields of the monks in the city. Her previous employer moved her family out of Lidongshan Town this year and went to live in Zhoushan City, so she was free.

By the way, that little lady is a dumb girl, I heard that she was born.

Under the strong recommendation of the deacon of the Tambourine Hall, Yuyao suddenly remembered the child and signed her after hesitating.

Mainly, she was also curious about the pair of siblings, and the child named Changsheng was a little strange.

After returning from the Tambourine Hall, it was already Xu Shi, and the mortals had already returned home to rest. Although the market was brightly lit, there were very few mortals, and those little spirits hidden in the darkness were blatantly coming out.

Most spirits have no sense of taste, and only inhale the aura on weekdays. The purer the spirit is, the more delicious it is to them. The tribute of mortals can only eat a mouthful of fireworks to warm the body.

When she returned to the alley, Yuyao felt a lot of unfamiliar atmosphere in her yard. She looked up and saw the tile ghost who was trying to hide her face, and then pinched the magic trick.

Her formation was set up before she left the room, and these tile ghosts were within the range of her formation. She just started expelling them, and she didn't bother to find out who sent these tile ghosts here.

At this time of the year, there are always loose cultivators in Dongshan Town who are used to petty theft, thinking that they can find something cheap while these young cultivators have just come down the mountain and are not defensive about strange cultivators.

They usually only stay here for one day, so as long as it doesn't hurt their lives, it doesn't hurt to lose some money, and the people in the deacon hall turn a blind eye, so they should teach them a lesson.

Yuyao didn't want to learn this lesson. She was not rich and didn't want to make things worse.

(End of this chapter)