Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 2 The Fox Lair
Generally speaking, Xu Chen would not touch the lairs of monsters. Compared with spirit beasts, monsters are more ferocious and cruel. For a few lumps of poop and monsters, they are either brainless or showy.

Therefore, Xu Chen usually wandered around the territory of several spirit beasts.

There are no high-level spirit beasts around the mountain gate for thousands of miles.

The canyon Xu Chen chose is not far from the mountain gate. There is a nest of spirit foxes living here, all gathered in a grotto in the valley.

The grotto is very deep. It is said that it used to be a mine with side roads. The situation is more complicated. Xu Chen has been here a few times before, but generally it is not too deep. He just wanders around the entrance of the cave and pulls a few piles of feces and he will leave quickly. According to reports Several brothers and sisters said that one of the spirit foxes here is about to break through the second level, so it's best not to provoke it.

The reason why spirit beasts are spirit beasts is that their spiritual intelligence has already been opened, and generally they will not provoke the fairy gate, and everyone lives in peace next to each other, and sometimes even helps human beings who are in danger, so they will be worshiped and enshrined by mortals. For the fairy.

In addition, within the range of spirit beasts, generally there would be no monsters, and all animals had a strong sense of territory.

Xu Chen staggered into the canyon, landed quietly a hundred feet away from the Linghu cave, then calmed down, carefully observed and slowly approached the cave.

Before long, he touched near the entrance of the cave.

There are ancient pines and old pine trees hanging around everywhere, covering the entire canyon so that the zenith is almost invisible. It is very quiet, and there are almost no traces of wild animals except for the chirping birds.

After waiting and observing for about half a stick of incense, Xu Chen confirmed that a group of foxes had left home for food, and then he boldly walked to the entrance of the cave. Just in case, he deliberately threw a stone inside, but found that there was no movement Then, holding the flying sword in his hand, he tiptoed slowly inside.

After walking about seven or eight zhang away, Xu Chen smelled a familiar smell. He was overjoyed, and after walking a few steps, he found some piles of feces in a corner of the stone wall. Pulling it into the back basket, he hesitated for a while and walked in slowly.

Normally, he stops there.

But today the third elder seems to be in a bad mood because of the bad medicinal materials. He still feels a little stressed, and of course, he also feels a little guilty. After all, he has made too little contribution to the sect. Master, he is still very grateful to Taiyuanmen, and has a strong sense of belonging.

If he had been more courageous and diligent in fertilizing in the past when picking up manure, maybe the elders of the division would not be so anxious and worried.

So Xu Chen took courage and continued to walk in.

After another two or three feet, two forks appeared in front of him. He had also sneaked here twice. The left side led to a group of foxes' lairs. Many, warned him not to go in, the right side is a dead end, and fox droppings can sometimes be found in it.

So Xu Chen walked slowly into the forked road on the right. There was almost no light here. An ordinary mortal would be blind without lighting a torch. It is very clear, because there is also the assistance of spiritual consciousness.

In addition to the cold moisture accumulated over the years in the cave, there was a familiar smell of fox feces. Xu Chen was a little surprised and nervous. It seems that today should be a good day.

Sure enough, after walking a short distance, he began to see scattered feces in piles here and there on the ground, so he put down his back basket, picked up the dung shovel and began to quickly pack it up.

The hole is not deep, as long as there is dung.There is not much dung, as long as there is spirit.

For him, an old excrement picker, a basket full of spirit animal excrement can be applied to more than half an acre of medicinal fields, which is enough for the medicinal materials to absorb for a while.

Just as Xu Chen was happily picking up piles of dung here and there, he suddenly heard a cry from outside.

"Oops!"

Xu Chen quickly put away his spiritual consciousness and hid in a crevice in a rock, not even taking the basket with him in time.

Sure enough, as soon as he hid it, he saw a two-foot-sized fox running in in a gust of wind, and he didn't seem to notice that there was an extra basket in the cave, just like Xu Chen himself was in a hurry to defecate on weekdays, when he squatted on his hind legs, he began to shit. And it kept humming.

In an instant, a more intense stench permeated the entire cave.

While Xu Chen's face turned black, his heart was beating wildly. He stared at the fox and the basket, covering his mouth and nose, not daring to make any sound.

This is just a half-baked juvenile fox. It doesn't look big, but it must not be underestimated. Once the ferociousness erupts, he may not be able to retreat unscathed.

Right now, I am in the fox cave, and I don't know the purpose of coming here. If I am found and fight, I will attract a whole nest of foxes. Whether I can go back alive today is a problem.

But fortunately, this fox was not vigilant at all. It didn't notice Xu Chen, and it didn't even notice the backpack beside it. He fell down and ran out.

Xu Chen held his breath and waited for a while, and found that there was no movement outside, so he immediately packed up and prepared to leave here, but before he left, he saw a large pile of fresh feces that seemed to be steaming, and his sense of professionalism suddenly exploded. He stopped to put this pile of freshly baked fox feces into the pannier, and then carefully and quickly exited the fox den.

It wasn't until he ran half a mile away in one breath that Xu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, then threw out the flying sword and flew away. At the same time, the vitality in his dantian was poured into the flying sword as if he didn't want money, but a cup of tea In no time, he had already left the range of the canyon, ten miles away.

Every time he picks up manure, it feels like a robbery, which makes him very depressed.

But in order to save his life and reduce troubles, he had to do this every time.

Falling down on an open mountain, Xu Chen felt that his dantian was half empty again, and his anxiety broke out instantly, so he prepared to meditate to recover.

Cultivating immortals, if you want to live forever, you must first not die. A dead immortal is no longer an immortal, but a dead ghost.

And when he died in this barren mountain, there was not even a body collector, and it would soon turn into a few piles of animal feces.

So Xu Chen has always been more concerned about his own life,
In addition, foxes are different from other spirit beasts. They are not only smart, but also live in groups. There are at least a dozen of them in this family, and there is also an old fox who is about to break through to the second level. If you fight in groups, you can even be a big brother in the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm. Come, I'm afraid I will have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

So Xu Chen usually would not come to the fox's den to pick up dung.

But just when he sat down cross-legged, he suddenly heard a piercing and sharp neighing from the direction of the canyon, and then the high and low cries merged into one piece. Xu Chen's scalp felt numb instantly, and he took out a small jade from his pocket without hesitation. bottle, pour out a gray-green pill the size of a finger, stuff it into the mouth and swallow it without looking at it, and then run the formula for a week. Go up and fly in the direction of the mountain gate.

Half an hour later, Xu Chen landed beside the medicine field in a state of embarrassment, and took off his sword. Only then did he feel his hands and feet go weak, and even his dantian felt a little tingling.

At this time, a precious small Yuan Dan has been used up, if the mountain gate is further away, the tendons of the dantian will be damaged.

But fortunately, even though he was embarrassed, he escaped back without any danger.

What's more, today's harvest is full of a large basket of spirit fox feces, including a pile of freshly baked ones. This is the most fruitful and most thrilling time he has collected dung in the past few years.

Of course, the loss is also the biggest, wasting a small Yuan Dan, which is almost a month's reserve.

Lying on the grass and resting for a while, Xu Chen got up and began to process the excrement. First, he spread out the dry excrement and smashed it with a wooden hoe, then mixed it with some rotten soil, and buried it in the soil around the herb. .

As for the freshly baked one, he buried it entirely under the most precious Resurrection Tree in the garden.

An hour later, he finally finished fertilizing, then took off his clothes and jumped into the small pool below the waterfall to wash himself off, and then put on his clothes again and went back.

Although there are more than ten people in the Taiyuan Sect, in fact, the elders and disciples do not often meet each other. Everyone has their own affairs, whether they are practicing, or they are refining alchemy and painting symbols, or they are looking for heavenly materials and earthly treasures outside. Don't just go out together to travel and experience, in fact, less than half of them are at the mountain gate.

And Xu Chen is undoubtedly one of the long-term stayers, and he is also a junior.

Ever since he went up the mountain, the Taiyuan Sect hadn't accepted any apprentices for several years, and he had no goal in finding someone to pick up the dung instead of him, and the hope of bullying the younger brothers and sisters was even slimmer.

Xu Chen returned to his cabin halfway up the mountain, ate some food and began to meditate.

In the case of such a shortage of pills, the only way is to accumulate slowly by self-cultivation.

Of course, this is also beneficial, that is, it can consolidate the foundation of cultivation, gradually improve step by step, and help to better appreciate the cultivation process.

And every time he takes the elixir, it is also a rare opportunity for him to practice. He can feel the changes in his body more intuitively and violently, as well as the running state of vitality in the meridian dantian.

Time flies by.

Early the next morning, Xu Chen didn't go out to pick up dung, and was going to inspect the medicine garden to continue his practice. He didn't expect to be surprised when he went to see it. Nothing else changed, but he saw the half-dead Resurrection Tree in the center. Two new branches grew, and even a flower bud the size of an egg sprouted on each, and a strange fragrance that fascinated the soul could be smelled from a long distance away.

Obediently, what's the situation?
Xu Chen stood at the gate of the medicine garden and stared blankly for dozens of breaths, then came back to his senses, jumped up and down and rushed to the Resurrection Tree, staring at the newly grown branches and leaves and two buds and began to salivate.

(End of this chapter)