I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Qin Sheng reluctantly said goodbye to the Star Tree and embarked on the long road to find the Silver Dragon Lotus!
One is thinking about getting more ingredients and seeds, the other is thinking about the elusive Silver Dragon Grass, and all of them are running towards their own path with all their thoughts on their mind.

"Boom!"

The two people flying in the air were shocked by the sudden sound and fell into the water.

"Pfft."

I fell into the water unpreparedly, and my face was so painful that I choked the water directly into my throat and nose. After emerging from the water, I coughed violently. My breathing was burning and painful, and my hair was wet and stuck to my skin. The cheeks looked really embarrassed.

The pressure of a high level of cultivation, is there a monk fighting?
Fu Yao's face turned pale. When had she ever faced a battle with a high-level monk? Although they had seen Mahayana, they had restrained their momentum, so they did not feel the gap between the two, and the sense of awe was not that strong. This moment was really real. I can clearly feel the gap in strength.

Qin Sheng was not much better. Although his complexion was normal, his lips were pale and the veins on his forehead were popping, as if he was enduring something.

There was another earth-shaking movement. Blood overflowed from the corner of Fu Yao's mouth, and her face turned gray. If she wasn't still floating on the water, she might have died like a fallen crane in the distance.

Lying on the water and shivering, he didn't dare to move at all under the pressure. The spiritual energy in his body seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't even open the storage bag.

At the same time, a strong sense of frustration and fear arose in her heart, which made Fu Yao determined to pursue strength and become a person who no longer has any fears.

After a day and a night, Fu Yao's body was cold and numb after soaking in the water. Only then did the pressure and the sound of fighting gradually fade away, and she dragged her tired body to the shore.

The spiritual power has long been used up in the process of maintaining resistance to the pressure. The Dantian is empty, and there is no spiritual energy in the meridians. The cold wind blows through, as if blowing through the cracks in the bones, and Fu Yao trembles from the cold. .

It seems that the original owner had experienced this feeling during his difficult life as a handyman. Although he inherited the memory at the time, he was a bystander. Now that he has truly experienced it, he understands how cold it was.

He sat down cross-legged, trying to work his mind and restore his spiritual power, but it was so cold that he couldn't concentrate and the spiritual energy could not enter his body.

You can only use the most primitive method to make a fire to keep warm, otherwise you will really freeze to death, especially now that it is late autumn and the temperature at night is extremely low.

Fu Yao dragged her trembling body to pick up a lot of dead branches, and pulled some withered reeds to make fire.

But Fu Yao's hands had been raised to be delicate and smooth, and now they were numb. The speed of drilling wood was extremely slow, and soon her hands were bleeding. Tears fell unconsciously, but she did not give up, because she knew that without fire, she could Probably frozen to death.

Even if Lucky is not dead, if there is such a big movement in the swamp, there will definitely be monks coming to investigate. It is very likely that he will be killed and the treasure will be taken away from him. It is better to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible and leave here.

The palms of my hands were almost bruised, and sparks burst out from the wood.

"Sister Qin, come here quickly. Let's recover our spiritual power as soon as possible and leave here."

After a while, no one came to the fire. I looked around in panic, but did not see Qin Sheng. Now I was completely panicked, no way! People are lost!

Fu Yao didn't care about the pain in her hands and the coldness on her body, and moved her body with difficulty to find someone.

"Sister Qin!"

"Sister Qin, where are you?" "Qin Sheng, just squeak when you hear it."

Fu Yao was also shivering from the cold, and even her voice had a trembling tone when she shouted.

"boom."

There were only a few stars, and the road could only be vaguely seen in the dark night. The swaying shadows of the trees were scary. Fu Yao fell down without noticing.

He just happened to fall directly into the puddle, and the cassock that had already dried was soaked with cold water. He sat on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

In my heart, I always think about giving up searching for Qin Sheng, and due to the upbringing of my previous life, it is shameful to abandon and give up my partners, but there is a little devil in my heart who keeps telling myself that I and Qin Sheng are just temporary partners to hunt for treasures. She has already done her best, so she can't risk her life just to find her!
Fu Yao was fighting between heaven and man in her heart, but in the end her weak sense of morality prevailed, and she told herself to look for a while longer, otherwise the fire would go out.

"Qin Sheng, where are you? Are you still there? Just squeak when you hear it."

Fu Yao repeated this sentence over and over again, her voice became hoarse and she was about to give up.

"squeak."

It was very faint, and could only be heard in the quiet night. Fu Yao was overjoyed that the person was still alive, and the time he spent searching for it was not wasted.

Fu Yao hurriedly searched around, and soon saw a dark thing floating on the water, which looked like it had been soaked in the water before.

Fu Yao went into the water with difficulty and dragged the man ashore. Qin Sheng, except that he was awake, had no strength at all, and it took a lot of effort to help the man to the fire.

Looking carefully, Qin Sheng didn't know what was wrong. His face was blue, his lips were pale, his eyes were drooped, and he had no energy at all.

Fu Yao was very surprised just now. She and she were both in the early stages of foundation building. Their cultivation was obviously the same, and they were under the same pressure. Why, Qin Sheng didn't even have the strength to climb ashore after being soaked in the water. Now it seems , there must be something wrong with her body, otherwise she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"Clap."

The night was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the sound of burning matches and the roaring of their stomachs. Their bodies were depleted and they had not eaten for a day and a night. There was nothing in their stomachs!
"We need to recover our spiritual power and leave here as soon as possible. The monks who are close to Xizhou City are probably already rushing here."

Even though Qin Sheng wanted to stay and see what good things he could find, he still worried about his own life and nodded.

"Sister Fu, I may not be able to recover for a while, so I have to trouble you to take me for a ride, please!"

Qin Sheng was also unlucky. In order to resist the damage caused by the coercion, all her spiritual power was used to protect herself. Black Yan took advantage of the fact that there was little spiritual power left in her dantian and came out to rebel. She drained the last trace of spiritual power from her body. Li Cai took out all the spiritual stones in the storage bag and absorbed the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones, and finally suppressed the rebellious Black Flame.

The spiritual stones that had been saved for nearly ten years, including one thousand high-grade spiritual stones, three thousand medium-grade spiritual stones, and ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones, were all reduced to ashes. Once they returned to the pre-liberation period, they were penniless.

Qin Sheng was so heartbroken that her heart was bleeding. Is it easy for her to accumulate such spiritual stones as a casual cultivator?
Not only did I not find the Silver Dragon Lotus when I went to the swamp, but I also lost all my wealth. If fighting monsters or other monks was more painful than I thought, the key point is that I suffered a disaster without knowing who it was. It’s so frustrating to not even have a direction to seek revenge!