I have a city in another world

Chapter 1470 Traveler in a Strange World!
After recovering from the groggy state, Tang Zhen quickly stabilized his mind and began to look around.

This is a tent-like room that looks solid, with a row of folding beds on the ground, as well as some weird living items.

Lying on the bed, it seemed that my head was injured, and I felt tearing pain when I moved a little.

After confirming that there was no danger around, Tang Zhen felt the condition of his body and found that the ball of light in his mind was still there, and everything was as usual, except that his own cultivation had completely disappeared.

It is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing to be in an unfamiliar environment, be seriously injured, and have no cultivation base.

As a king of laws, Tang Zhen's mind has long been as firm as a rock after experiencing countless fights. Although the current environment is very bad, it is still nothing compared to his previous experience.

After pondering for a moment, Tang Zhen decided to observe his surroundings before deciding how to act.

Just as he was about to get up and take action, there were footsteps outside the door, and then a fat man walked in and gave Tang Zhen a cold look.

"Isn't it dead? It's really fatal!"

After snorting coldly at Tang Zhen, the fat man continued to speak viciously: "Get up quickly if you are not dead, and continue to take care of your spirit seedlings. If anything goes wrong, be careful that the big boss will kill you! "

After saying this, the fat man cursed in a low voice, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The murderous intent in Tang Zhen's eyes flashed away, he got up from the bed with difficulty, and staggered towards the outside.

This body is too weak, and it must be healed as soon as possible.

It's just that at this time, he doesn't have any combat merit points, so he can't exchange them for healing potions, so he can only find another way.

After walking out of the tent, Tang Zhen realized that he was in a valley surrounded by thick mist. A man and a woman in uniform were each guarding a strange plant, loosening the soil and fertilizing carefully, as if Caring for babies tends to tend to those plants.

After seeing Tang Zhen's appearance, many people showed differences in their faces, especially a young man standing with an obese man, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Douzi, why are you up, why don't you hurry back and rest!"

"Does he dare to rest? That mutated spiritual seedling has been neglected for several days. If we wait any longer, the spiritual seedling may die!"

"Hehe, the spirit seedling will definitely not die, but some people hope that he will die, so that he can obtain the supervision right of the spirit seedling. When the spirit seedling matures, it will at least be a one-star spirit weapon embryo."

"A one-star embryo, this kid is also lucky to encounter such a good thing. Not only can he get a lot of rewards, he may even be appreciated by the spiritual master and recruited as a full-time gardener!"

"That's why people are jealous, but this guy is really lucky, he didn't die in the hands of ghosts..."

Although Tang Zhen's cultivation has disappeared, his mental strength is extremely strong, but it has been completely condensed into substance, and outsiders can't find it at all.

Although these people's whispers were inaudible, they could not be hidden from Tang Zhen's ears. After a little analysis, he figured out a lot of things.

The original owner of his own body was called Dou Zi, who had no power or power, and was just an ordinary gardener, but perhaps because of his luck, the spiritual seedlings he took care of had mutated, so they were coveted.

In order to obtain this spiritual seedling, the other party deliberately tricked Douzi, causing him to be attacked by ghosts.

As long as Douzi dies, the other party will be able to receive Douzi's spiritual seedlings logically, and then use this to gain the favor of the spiritual master...

Among these information, Tang Zhen quickly found a few key points, namely the embryo of the spirit weapon, the spirit master, and the ghost!

The existence of these things is enough to prove that this is a world with monks. It seems that the trial world must have a special purpose in choosing this place.

It's just that the ball of light in his mind hasn't prompted for a long time, and Tang Zhen doesn't know how to act.

Of course, before that, his first task is to recover from the injury, and then think about it in the long run.

Ignoring the gardeners' comments and the cold gaze behind him, Tang Zhen walked to a plant in the valley according to the information he had just analyzed.

The Lingmiao looks like a green vine, with dots of silver streaks on the surface. Under the leaves of the vine, hangs a gourd-like fruit, which is warm and emerald green.

When Tang Zhen approached the plant, a light curtain suddenly appeared, trying to stop him from moving forward, but it disappeared soon.

This should be a defensive rune circle, outsiders will be kept out, and only the owner of the spirit seedling can enter it.

Tang Zhen sized up the spirit seedling, picked up a jade pot from the ground, and walked slowly towards a spring in the center of the valley.

The surrounding mist continued to gather towards the spring, condensing into drops of dew. The gardeners all filled the spring water with jade pots to water their spirit seedlings.

Seeing that Tang Zhen was about to fetch water, the boy who was dodging the fat man showed an unwilling smile and walked quickly towards the spring.

Seeing this scene, the gardeners next to him all showed joking expressions, as if they were waiting to see Tang Zhen make a fool of himself.

Walking slowly to the spring, Tang Zhen touched the icy cold spring water with his fingers, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that this spring water actually contained a faint energy, although it was very weak, but if it was extracted, it would still be very good for the healing of his injuries.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer to him.

Silently pouring a pot of water, Tang Zhen sneered, staggered half his body, and turned around at a weird angle.

I heard an exclamation of "Ouch" coming from my ear, followed by the sound of falling into the water, and the cry of pain.

The young man who was trying to sneak attack Tang Zhen fell into the spring, and screamed on the slippery stone with his legs apart, with a distorted expression of a broken egg.

The gardeners who were waiting to watch the play were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, which made the young man's face even more distorted, and his gaze towards Tang Zhen was full of resentment.

A gardener rushed to help the young man, while the fat man yelled at Tang Zhen, "What's the matter with you, why did you intentionally hurt your colleagues?"

Tang Zhen looked at the fat man coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Are you blind? He fell into the water by himself. What does it have to do with me?"

The fat man glared at Tang Zhen. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't say that the young man wanted to kick Tang Zhen into the cold spring on purpose so that he would be injured more and die earlier, right?

Is it possible that Tang Zhen is still waiting there to be kicked? People can't be shameless to this extent!

What's more, in the eyes of outsiders, the scene just now was just a coincidence. If you want to blame, you can only blame the young man for being unlucky. He wanted to plot against others, but in the end he kicked the ball and pulled himself!
Ignoring the distraught fat man, Tang Zhen walked to his own spirit seedling and slowly poured a little water.

Then Tang Zhen imitated the others, dipped a quill in spring water, and scrubbed the Lingmiao from the inside to the outside, without leaving any floating dust.

In the process of scrubbing, Tang Zhen also carefully observed and sensed this spirit seedling, and found that it is not a particularly precious thing, and there are quite a few in the world of Loucheng, but the fruit it bears is very interesting, and it seems to be acceptable to the spirit. Hardening of strength.

When this kind of item is tempered to a certain level, it can be used as a weapon, and can even be stored in the body at any time.

The gardeners said that this fruit is what the healer needs, so does the healer mainly rely on spiritual power to fight?
After thinking of this, Tang Zhen's mental power condensed into filaments, tentatively winding towards the little gourd.

At the moment of contact, Tang Zhen obviously felt a bit of suction, and absorbed his spiritual power into it, and the little gourd also shook at the same time.

Strips of fine silver lines appeared on the small gourd, which looked like natural runes, full of mystery!

　Thanks to: "Master Xiaoyao Pavilion" for the reward, and to book friends for their support!
　　
　
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