Lu Ping's words fell into Li Erqiang's ears like throwing a fish that was about to dry up into the water, and the whole person suddenly came alive, and everyone around them also "buzzed" towards the exploding pot, and then hurriedly quieted down and listened to Lu Ping's explanation.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment and said: "This is the thousand-year-old cherished spiritual grass needed to refine a Qimen elixir, which is rarely used by ordinary alchemists, so there are very few people I know.
When everyone heard that these three black weeds were actually millennial spiritual grasses, they had already exclaimed, they didn't expect that such a treasure could actually appear in this market where mortals and monks were mixed!
Hearing Lu Ping's words, everyone calmed down and looked at Li Erqiang, who was standing next to Lu Ping, who was already dumbfounded, to see what request he would make.
However, Li Erqiang was still immersed in great joy, and just muttered: "It's really a treasure, big brother, you saw it, it's really a treasure, finally someone recognized it,......"
Lu Ping saw Li Erqiang's expression excited, afraid that he would not be able to get rid of this huge emotional gap in a short time, and if it took a long time, it would probably affect his cultivation, so he coughed, and this sound stopped in Li Erqiang's ears, like thunder, which immediately startled the stunned Li Erqiang back.
Li Erqiang glanced at Lu Ping quite gratefully, and said: "If it weren't for the senior's recognition of these three spiritual herbs today, the junior would have given up this treasure in dishearten, so the junior will only follow the senior's instructions."
Lu Ping smiled, secretly saying that this person is also quite shrewd, the thousand-year-old spiritual grass is too far away for the monks of the blood refining period, maybe it is a crime, so he said: "Forget it, I don't take advantage of you, although these three thousand-year-old spiritual grasses are rare, but even if ordinary monks know it, it is useless to use it, only I need to use this thing because of a secret technique, I see that your cultivation has reached the peak of the blood refining period, you must be preparing for blood dissolution, there is a blood dissolving pill in this jade bottle, it is enough to help you break through the hemolysis period."
When Li Erqiang heard the "Hemolytic Pill", his mind was already blank, and he took the jade bottle handed by Lu Ping blankly, and under the reminder of Xiao Sima, he calmed down and nodded tremblingly in thanks.
Lu Ping waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and find a place to practice in seclusion, it's best not to leave these three cities until the hemolysis is successful."
Li Erqiang's distracted gaze finally shocked, he understood something, pretended to sweep around inadvertently, and sure enough, he saw the eyes of several people flickering, not knowing what they were plotting, obviously because of what spell Lu Ping had cast, and the people next to him did not hear Lu Ping's reminder to him.
After a while, Lu Ping found that there were several monks setting up stalls in the market who had put away their own livelihoods unhurriedly, and walked in the direction where Li Erqiang had left as if nothing had happened.
Lu Ping shook his head and continued to walk around the market under the leadership of Xiao Sima, with the example of Li Erqiang, many people in the market took out some of the things they pressed at the bottom of the box for Lu Ping to appreciate, but Lu Ping never encountered a surprise like Li Erqiang again, even so, it allowed Lu Ping to find a few precious spiritual grasses for five hundred years, which was also a slight gain.
But even so, it made those people who had been appreciated the spiritual herbs grateful a thousand times, these spiritual herbs were too biased, even ordinary monks didn't recognize even the pill masters, not to mention that this place was remote, there were only one or two of the three major families of the alchemy masters, and they were all characters who saw the dragon on weekdays, where did everyone flatter them?
In the blink of an eye, a day passed, Lu Ping returned to the cave with an excited little Sima, no wonder many monks like to visit the mortal market, this feeling of Taobao hunting is indeed wonderful, not to mention that as an alchemy master, his appreciation and cognition of various spiritual herbs is from the admiring eyes of those scattered cultivators around him, so that his vanity has been greatly satisfied, quite a bit high-spirited, pointing out the taste of the country, Lu Ping thought of this, he couldn't help but smile, it seems that monks are usually not much different from mortals.
Seeing that Xiao Sima had his consent and left happily, Lu Ping smiled and returned to the cave to begin his retreat.
The last five-day cultivation only made Lu Ping's mana depleted and his energy exhaustion caused by the battle for several days in a row eased a little, but as Lu Ping's cultivation became deeper and deeper, this situation rarely occurred in the fight, but once it appeared, it was not possible to fully recover in a short period of time.
Lu Ping swallowed a pill and began to practice qi meditation on the Spirit Gathering Futon, the powerful recovery function of "Beihai Listening to the Waves" wrapped the spiritual energy around Lu Ping's body, and refined it into the bloodline bit by bit to make up for the loss inside.
However, whenever Lu Ping's technique ran into the bloodline of his right chest, a sharp sword qi was born out of thin air, stabbing Lu Ping's bloodline and forming an obstacle to the operation of the technique, causing Lu Ping's operation of the "Beihai Listening to the Waves" to slow down for a period of time.
Lu Ping's face became a little gloomy, he didn't expect that this sword qi of Jin Li Zhenren would be so difficult.
However, in the past few days, whenever Lu Ping practiced the exercises, a sharp sword qi would be produced near the wound on his right chest, preventing the wound from healing, and at the same time, it also had an impact on Lu Ping's cultivation, and at the same time, this pain like cutting flesh was really unbearable.
Careless! Lu Ping smacked his lips fiercely, worthy of being a magic weapon, worthy of being a real person forging pills!
Thinking that Jin Li Zhenren kept this sword qi in Lu Ping's body, in addition to affecting Lu Ping's cultivation, there was also a function that left a mark on Lu Ping's body, even if Lu Ping ran out of Jin Li Zhenren's perception range, he could quickly find Lu Ping himself through this remaining sword qi.
This sword qi must be expelled from the body as soon as possible!
In the next three months, Lu Ping returned to his previous state of asceticism, every day in addition to cultivating alchemy, every half month and twenty days, he would take Xiao Sima around the various shops and mortal markets in the three cities, sweeping the five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs inside.
But obviously, even if apart from the three black spiritual grasses last time, Lu Ping would not have the same harvest as when he first acquired it, but Lu Ping didn't care.
On the contrary, people in the mortal market regard Lu Ping as an expert, and people often ask Lu Ping for some spiritual grass knowledge, Lu Ping does not refuse to come to this, answering them one by one, these scattered cultivators have benefited a lot, and they are also willing to sell the spiritual grass they harvested when they go to sea to Lu Ping.
For these monks, the knowledge of any cultivation world is valuable, at least these explanations about spiritual herbs can allow them to gain more when exploring in the wild, in exchange for more cultivation resources.
What Lu Ping didn't find was that when he was explaining to others, Xiao Sima who followed Lu Ping had been listening quietly, and whenever Lu Ping returned to the cave house, Xiao Sima changed his previous expression of relaxing after doing things, but hurried back to his residence, Lu Ping smiled and didn't care.
The mana in Lu Ping's body ran with the bloodline, like an endless rushing river, the rolling torrent split the mountains and rifts along the way, moving towards the goal, but halfway through, there was always a sword energy, like a boulder inserted in the middle of the river, allowing this torrent to go around helplessly.
Then after the torrent continued to wash away, the boulder was finally smoothed out and the edges and corners were smoothed out, and then continued to loosen, today the torrent finally launched its final impact on it, the boulder swayed, and finally moved its position little by little, and finally was wrapped in the rolling torrent and rushed downstream.
Lu Ping drew out a clear water from the crystal glass bowl, and the clear water was under Lu Ping's command, as if a river was running around him, and at the same time interpreted the flow of the blood in Lu Ping's body, suddenly a wave splashed from the river, and the wave suddenly turned into a small sword in the air, and it was like a small fish shaking its head and tail, breaking away from the river and beginning to spread joy around Lu Ping.
Immediately followed by the second wave, the third and fourth flowers,......, until the eighty-first little swordfish appeared vividly in front of the land surface.
There were still waves splashing in the river, but this time the waves only turned into a water sword, but they were no longer as agile as swordfish, but just swallowed and spat out their edges, guarding Lu Ping's surroundings.
After a total of 324 waves splashed, the river seemed to suddenly become docile, just flowing gently, no longer splashing, but just restraining an indomitable artistic conception.
Lu Ping looked at the more than three hundred sword lights in front of him, and at the same time eighty-one sword lights that reached the artistic conception and psychic communication, he smiled with relief, finally a blessing in disguise, half a year of hard work, not only refined the sword qi that Jin Li Zhenren left in Lu Ping's body that was always troublesome, but also the exercises practiced by Jin Li Zhenren actually belonged to Lu Ping, which was quite a reference.
It's just that this cultivation progress is not much, although there is no shortage of elixirs, Lu Ping used his divine consciousness to observe that the eighth hemolytic bead in the core space finally grew to the size of the other seven and a third, it was still quite helpless, this heart-dissolving pill was a coincidence after all, even though it was claimed to be harmless, but it extended the cultivation time.
Lu Ping, who was out of the lock, saw a golden invitation charm floating on the guard formation outside the cave, which was actually no different from ordinary transmission notes, but it was made more gorgeous and formal, and was generally used as an invitation.
After a while, Lu Ping squinted his eyes playfully, and said to himself: "Is it the invitation of the Li family, this is a bit interesting."
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