On the southeast side of the island is a stone slope with a radius of several miles, with some vines growing sparsely on the stone slope, Lu Ping was carefully looking for something on the stone slope, and from time to time he also swept with his consciousness, intending to find some clues, but he found nothing.
At this moment, two naturally raised boulders on the stone slope not far away attracted Lu Ping's attention, Lu Ping's consciousness swept across the ground between the two boulders, but did not notice anything, Lu Ping walked over, pushed aside the vines on the ground, and a slanted crack was exposed below, this crack only allowed one person to barely pass through sideways, the rocks on both sides of the crack did not know what it was, it could actually make Lu Ping's consciousness unable to detect the existence of this crack.
Lu Ping didn't care about checking these rocks, but turned sideways into the crack, thinking about it, he didn't use the vine to cover the crack again, but deliberately leaked the crack out, so that the monk could see it at a glance while standing on the stone slope.
This crack penetrated dozens of feet deep into the stone slope, and there were several turns in the middle, and I don't know how the leading monk discovered such a secret place at that time.
Lu Ping patiently passed through the crack, his vision, which had been dim before, suddenly lit up, and a strong floral fragrance had already monopolized Lu Ping's sense of smell first, and then a purple and red land vaguely shrouded in pink mist occupied Lu Ping's vision.
This is a sea of flowers, all kinds of plants and trees are blooming with flowers of different colors, and at the same time, a faint pink mist rises from nowhere, permeating this large space of plants and trees, and in this swirling pink mist, there is a trace of black aura haunting and playing in it from time to time.
This is the dense land that breeds the Hundred Flowers, and those wisps of black mist in it contain the highly toxic Hundred Flowers Miasma.
It is necessary to speed up, Wang Yishan, Senior Brother Qi and others behind him may soon find this place, Lu Ping himself only relied on the map to walk smoothly in front of everyone, not to mention that Lu Ping deliberately pushed aside the vines hiding the cracks in order not to let everyone notice the rocks on both sides of the crack mouth.
Hundred Flowers Miasma is the opposite of it, if there is no certain means to separate the two, the monk can only look at the Hundred Flowers in front of him and sigh.
On the contrary, the Hundred Flowers Miasma was brewed by the poison of the Hundred Flowers for a long time, and it was a great supplement to the Ten Thousand Poisons Fall Yuan Gang.
Lu Ping propped up the golden Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang, immediately dispersed the pink mist, and walked quickly towards the depths of the Hundred Flowers Land, once the wisps of black miasma wandering around came into contact with the golden Gang, they would slowly be swallowed up.
As Lu Ping went deeper and deeper into the land of flowers, the pink mist became thicker and thicker, and the miasma of the hundred flowers inside also increased, gradually dyeing the pink mist a layer of bewitching black and gray, but Lu Ping's footsteps did not slow down in the slightest, on the contrary, the golden qi became more and more vivid.
Lu Ping's heart moved, he opened the "Thousand Bells of Millet", and the golden ten thousand poison pulp placed in the bluestone jar inside suddenly became uncalm, and a fist-sized colorless liquid floated up from the golden ten thousand poison slurry, and turned around in the bluestone jar, and the black miasma hidden in the pink Hundred Flowers Evil seemed to be attracted, and the wisps of it separated from the fog and gathered towards the "Thousand Bells of Corn", and slowly accumulated into a small black cloud over the bluestone jar inside, the black cloud became thicker and thicker, and from a distance, it was separated from the mist, and gathered towards the "Thousand Bells of Corn", and slowly accumulated into a small black cloud over the bluestone jar inside, the black cloud became thicker and thicker, looking from a distance, It was like a dark cloud that was about to rain.
Lu Ping was overjoyed, and took out a mid-level bottle-shaped magic weapon, this magic weapon was still the object Lu Ping got during the blood refining period, and it was used to water the spiritual grass and spiritual wood in the thousand bells of millet on weekdays.
Lu Ping cast a few seals on this magic weapon, and the Hundred Flower Demons who were surrounded by the Ten Thousand Poison Pulp and were drawn from the Hundred Flower Miasma immediately gathered towards the bottle as if they were being pulled, which was the best evil qi for the wood attribute monk to condense the Gang Qi.
In fact, Lu Ping could also use his Gang Qi to collect and refine the Hundred Flower Demons, but the speed was obviously not comparable to the Ten Thousand Poison Pulp and the nameless spiritual water in it, and Lu Ping was racing against time now, how could he afford this effort.
A thousand bells of millet and a jade bottle hung above Lu Ping's head, following Lu Ping as he walked through the mist of the Hundred Flowers Land, but Lu Ping did not focus on collecting the Hundred Flowers and the Hundred Flowers Miasma, but seemed to have been looking for something.
At this moment, a "buzzing" sound came from the thousand bells of millet above Lu Ping's head, Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, and said with a smile: "Why did you forget them?"
Stretching out his hand, Qian Zhongsu seemed to have let go of a prohibition, and more than 200 finger-sized purple bees suddenly rushed out from inside, scrambling to fly towards the surrounding sea of flowers.
During this time, once Lu Ping settled down, he released them out to "look for flowers and ask willows" to collect honey, when the amethyst bee had not yet reached the mature stage, compared with the ordinary demon bees raised, except for its slightly larger size, there was nothing special about it, so Lu Ping was not afraid of being recognized by those who had a heart.
It's just that the brewing requirements of amethyst honey are quite high, at least it requires amethyst bees to collect nectar from flowers and plants that are more than a hundred years old, and this is also a kind of cultivation process for amethyst bees themselves.
It's just that Lu Ping has been running around for the past two years, and he has rarely settled down for a long time, so this group of demon bees has not been successfully raised, and he has not advanced to the next level of blood refining until now.
At this time, Lu Ping went deep into this land of flowers, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, flowers and plants that were more than a hundred years old were not uncommon, and even Lu Ping found a lot of spiritual grass, just because he was looking for a possible treasure, and he didn't care about collecting it, but when Lu Ping opened the thousand bells of millet, it was this group of amethyst bees who discovered the opportunity, and after Lu Ping released the ban on the thousand bells of millet, they all flew towards the sea of flowers.
After a while, hundreds of amethyst bees began to fly back in and out of the thousand bells of millet above Lu Ping's head, Lu Ping found that every time the amethyst bees entered and exited, the faint demonic aura wrapped around the body became a little thicker, if there was enough time, it would not be a problem to raise all these two hundred amethyst bees to the level of blood refining.
At this moment, in the thick fog ahead, the shadow of a huge tree faintly appeared, and this giant tree looked particularly outstanding among the plants and trees in the Land of Hundred Flowers.
That's it, Lu Ping said happily!
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In the new week, sharpen your knives, collect recommended rewards, come on, roar!