I Am Calabash Fairy

　　 "The mountains and seas are in front of you, please be careful."

　　 The monk surnamed Zheng put away the blue boat, landed on a rock, and then sacrificed a blue long sword and said in a deep voice.

　　At this time, other people also sacrificed their magical instruments.

　　 A group of six people, Hong Ming respectfully sacrificed a middle-grade yellow flying sword, while the female Xiu surnamed He sacrificed a green wooden strip, the wooden strip shining with water, hovering above her head.

　　 The monk surnamed Wei is the most ostentatious, offering a golden long sword. The spiritual power on the long sword condenses into sword energy, and the golden sword light is dazzling.

　　 Sister Zhang, surnamed Zhang, set up a yellow tortoise shell shield to protect her body.

　　The last monk surnamed Li, holding a sledgehammer in his hand, stood neatly and neatly, but the yellow light and flames shining from the latter showed how extraordinary the monk surnamed Li was.

　　Mid-stage qi training cultivators, under normal circumstances, their spiritual knowledge and spiritual power are limited, so they can only sacrifice two middle-grade magical artifacts, but if they do this, they will not be able to control so well, and the speed of spiritual power consumption will be greatly increased.

　　 Therefore, unless it is about to fight, few people will do it.

　　 "Friend Hong Dao is unexpected, there is a middle-grade artifact."

　　 The monk surnamed Zheng was rather surprised.

Next to 　　, the sister surnamed He also showed surprise.

The price of a medium-grade magic weapon is more than one hundred and fifty spiritual stones. When the average monk has just broken through the middle stage of Qi training, he has exhausted the spiritual stones on his body. some type of.

　　 "Huh, it's just a flying sword with earth attributes, and you don't understand sword aura, what power can it have!"

　　 Next to the monk surnamed Wei, seeing the look of the sister surnamed He, he commented very unceremoniously.

　　 Hong Ming's eyes sank slightly, and he remained silent.

　　 The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

　　 The others did not express any opinions as if they hadn't heard the monk surnamed Wei.

　　 "Okay, everyone will follow me and get ready to set off. Daoyou He and Daoyou Zhang are among the four of us, Daoyou Wei is on the right, Daoyou Li is at the end, and Daohong Hong is on the left, how about?"

　　 The monk surnamed Zhang made the assignment, and everyone has no opinion.

　　 The six people have a clear division of labor and distinct characteristics. The arrangement of the monk surnamed Zheng is completely fine.

　　 A group of people are ready to set off.

Although you can’t rely on spiritual power to fly in the air during the training period, it’s okay to glide in the air in a short period of time. In this mountainous sea area, the hills are chaotic, and a section of rocks protrudes from the water every few hundred meters, and some rocks are even worse. It is dozens of feet high, forming a small island.

　　 The six were cautiously guarded, and soon came to a hill.

　　 "Okay, right here!"

　　 The monk surnamed Zheng stood on a rising hill and looked around, revealing a trace of satisfaction:

　　 "The vegetation in this place is luxuriant, and there must be scattered spiritual veins under the ground, and there will be monsters gathering. Wait a moment, I will go down first to attract the monsters, and everyone will take action together."

　　 The monk surnamed Zheng said.

　　 Everyone nodded.

　　Except for Hong Ming, it's not the first time everyone has cooperated, they are very familiar.

　　 Hong Mingji took off the sword, carefully guarding.

　　 At this time, Hong Ming suddenly regretted not buying a defensive magic weapon. In case of a monster attack, he could only evade in a hurry.

　　 The monk surnamed Zheng finished speaking, surrounded by a blue light on his body, entered the water and disappeared.

　　 On the hills, the monk surnamed Zhang took out two formations and laid them down to arrange the formation.

　　 After finishing the arrangement, the sister surnamed Zhang hesitated and said:

　　 "Friend Hong Dao, you are out hunting for the first time, and your cultivation base is lower. It's better to come to the formation first. With formation defense, it will be much safer."

　　 Upon hearing this, Hong Ming hesitated slightly, and said, "Thank you Zhang Daoyou."

　　 Entering the coverage of the formation, Hong Ming felt a little relieved.

　　 Five people stood separately, waiting quietly.

After 　　 half a stick of incense, the figure of the monk surnamed Zheng rushed out, followed by a water buffalo about one foot long, and the buffalo felt something wrong when it came out of the water.

But the next moment, the branch in the hands of the female Sister He flew over and turned into green vines more than two feet long, binding the two hind limbs of the buffalo, and the female Sister Zhang was urging the formation. A blue light flashed above the disk, and a curtain appeared to surround the buffalo.

"kill!"

　　 No one hesitated at this moment, the cyan flying knife of the monk surnamed Zheng quickly slashed it towards the water buffalo.

　　 The golden long sword of the monk surnamed Wei whizzed across, and the sword body carried the sword aura and smashed the bull.

　　 The monk surnamed Li was even more arrogant. The yellow and red light flashed above his body, and he wielded a sledgehammer to directly fight the buffalo.

　　 Hong Ming saw this and did not hesitate, controlling the flying sword and poking towards the eyes of the buffalo.

　　 The six people worked together, and the sisters surnamed He and Zhang were besieged, and the other four killed the enemy.

　　 Tier 2 monsters had no resistance at all, they were cut to death with half a stick of incense, and their body was torn into several halves, and their flesh and blood scattered all over the floor.

　　 "Friend Hong Dao, you go to the bottom of the water to pack up the elixir. Around the buffalo's lair, there are some water clouds and grasses, which are also worth hundreds of spiritual stones!" The monk surnamed Zheng smiled and ordered.

　　 In this battle, Hong Ming contributed the least and consumed the least spiritual power.

　　, coupled with a low cultivation base, is naturally suitable for things like cleaning the battlefield.

　　 Hong Ming nodded, the blue light flashed on his body, and went to the bottom of the water.

　　 The sea is not deep, and it is not the first time Hong Ming has dived into the bottom of the water, but he still feels a little worried about being alone in the depths of the water.

　　 dived carefully to the bottom, the surrounding water pressure was getting higher and higher, the spiritual power shield around Hong Ming was also squeezed severely, and the spiritual power was consumed more and more.

　　 Finally, Hong Ming came to a cave underground.

　　 The cave is not deep and clean. Walking into the cave, Hong Ming felt the breath of buffalo around him.

　　 On one side of the cave, there is a piece of gray soil, which exudes a faint aura, and on this soil, there is a blue elixir.

　　 "Water cloud grass!"

　　 Hong Ming recognized it all at once.

　　 This elixir is not high, there are only three or four leaves, and each leaf has a blue pattern, which looks like a cloud, and the clouds are still moving from time to time.

　　 is like a cloud in the sky.

　　 "Twenty-two beads of water and cloud grass, but unfortunately there are only eight above the three leaves, of which there are two with four leaves and one with five leaves." A sigh appeared on Hong Ming's face.

　　 Shui Yuncao has two leaves, and one leaf grows every 50 years.

In other words, most of this elixir is fifty years old, and its value is not high. Only four leaves with a hundred years of medicine are worth fifty or sixty spirit stones, and five leaves with a hundred and fifty years of medicine are worth One hundred fifty sixty spiritual stones.

　　 carefully digging up the elixir from the roots, carrying the dirt on the ground, a strange color suddenly appeared in Hong Ming's eyes.

　　 "The soil in the gourd is spiritual soil!"