No, junior sister has risen to the top just by farming!

Chapter 96 Another day of ripening spiritual plants

This it naturally refers to the "Spiritual Planting Method".

Bai Rao didn't want to reveal his talent, so he left everything to the "Spiritual Planting Method". Fang Laohui thought that it was all the result of the "Spiritual Planting Method".

Since it was about that book, Mr. Fang didn't worry about how he did it.

He said to the three of them: "Stop making trouble and go back."

An Dongyu and them had different paths, and they separated at the Yuntian Sect.

Bai Rao felt that he had forgotten something in Yuntian Sect, but he couldn't remember it at the moment. He shook his head and followed the direction back to Xianyun Sect.

"master!"

Before they entered, Ling Long hurriedly came out to greet them.

Seeing that Bai Rao was still there, he immediately stopped his hurried steps and stood aside to avoid strangers.

Bai Rao didn't feel embarrassed and showed a big friendly smile to Ling Long, "Hello, senior sister!"

Ling Long did not respond, but simply nodded.

Bai Rao didn't come forward either. I saw Ji Zimo lighting his expensive incense and drinking tea at the stone table.

Bai Rao, who wanted to show off his skills, also pulled Fang Xiuran to join in the fun in front of Ji Zimo.

"How is Ye Ling?"

Mr. Fang was originally helping Ye Ling heal his injuries, but something happened to Bai Rao. After Ye Ling's condition improved a little, he left for Anjia to rescue Bai Rao.

Ling Long still looked like he was staying away from strangers, and glanced at Bai Rao coldly.

Mr. Fang held his forehead as he had a headache. "You can trust me, little disciple. It won't be a problem."

After Fang Lao said it, Ling Long didn't have any objections.

"Elder brother's condition is not very good. He spends less and less time waking up and sleeps almost all day. If there is no bone shaping pill, I am afraid it will be difficult to support..."

Thinking of this, Ling Long lowered his head guiltily.

If the Phantom Butterfly Grass had not been snatched from her hands, Ye Ling would not be in such a predicament, and the senior brother still left the Xianyun Sect because of her distress signal.

On weekdays, Ye Ling rarely leaves Xianyun Sect.

"Don't worry about the Magic Butterfly Grass, my little disciple, she has it."

"She has?" Ling Long looked at Bai Rao suspiciously.

In Ling Long's eyes, Bai Rao was smiling innocently at the stone table, discussing tea tasting with Ji Zimo.

Just like Fang Xiuran, he is stupid and foolish.

"But it will take some time for the butterfly grass to mature." Mr. Fang rarely smoked the rod, but looked sadly in the direction of Ye Yeling's room.

"During this period, we will work harder and inject spiritual power to Ye Ling to maintain it. Is it okay for you to maintain the status quo recently?"

Ling Long followed Mr. Fang's gaze, and there was a hint of sadness on Guazi's face. He pressed his lips tightly, then opened his mouth and sighed, and said in a cold tone:

"I'm fine, the point is senior brother..."

It was hard to find the Dragon Song Grass last month, and the only bone-shaping pill that became a pill was given to her, so Ye Ling had to rely on force to get through it.

Yesterday was a full moon night, and Ye Ling could not even maintain her human form, so the situation was urgent.

If Mr. Fang hadn't come back in time and brought the fifth-level bone-building pill, a substitute for the seventh-level bone-shaping pill, Ye Ling might not have been able to survive last night.

"Believe Bai Rao, we will wait for two more days."

Ling Long couldn't say anything else and pinned his current hopes on Bai Rao.

He was also prepared to get up and go to the Demonic Abyss Forest to look for the Magic Butterfly Grass again two days later when Bai Rao couldn't get the Magic Butterfly Grass.

Recalling what happened in the Moyuan Forest, Ling Long subconsciously bent his fingers.

I feel like those rats died too happily.

Bai Rao briefly glanced at Fang Lao and Ling Long who were talking over there, and then quickly looked away.

[If the Phantom Butterfly Grass is planted in an ordinary spiritual field, it will probably not reach maturity in two days. 】

Bai Rao carefully stroked the teacup in his hand and considered the recent activities. It seemed that there was no need to leave the Xianyun Sect.

[Forget it, just plant the Magic Butterfly Grass in Qingmo's space. Seeing the master is very anxious, it must be life-saving. 】

Bai Rao took a sip of tea, and the slightly bitter tea entered his mouth.

He praised loudly: "Fourth Senior Brother, what a good tea!" "Is it good?" Fang Xiuran took a sip, which was so bitter that he could hardly swallow it, "Why do you like to drink this tea?"

"Hey, you don't understand this. I'm just trying to get back to you."

Well, Bai Rao actually didn't understand either, he was just talking nonsense, but when he saw Fang Xiuran who didn't understand even more, he couldn't help but joke.

Ji Zimo shook his head fondly and said, "Okay, Fang Xiuran is a common man who only knows how to fight and kill. How can he understand."

"Hey, Ji Zimo, what are you talking about?" Fang Xiuran rolled up his sleeves and pretended to hit Ji Zimo, "What do you mean I only know how to fight!"

"Oh~" Ji Zimoqing blew a sip of hot tea, "I forgot that you would also look for a female cultivator to confess to."

Bai Rao picked up the second half of Ji Zimo's sentence, "Then he was rejected."

"Little junior sister!" Fang Xiuran's eyes widened, and he really didn't expect Bai Rao to complain too.

Bai Rao patted Fang Xiuran on the back and comforted him: "It's okay, Second Senior Brother, you will find your lover."

After that, she wasn’t here anymore and moved to see her little world.

I don’t know if I haven’t looked at it for a few days, whether Longyin Grass is dead or alive.

[Crop: Dragon chant grass]

[Quality: Level [-]]

[Maturity time: Stop looking, you’ll be blind if you look at it again]

[Status: so-so]

"Well, another day of not being mature."

If these dragon chanting grasses are still immature, Bai Rao will use abnormal methods.

"Bao, Bao, you're too slow. It's better to use violence to induce ripening."

Bai Rao smiled and touched the Dragon Song Grass that was moving in the wind. It seemed to feel the warmth of Bai Rao's palm, and then rubbed it.

I just don’t understand the violent ripening in Bai Rao’s words.

At this time, Bai Rao thought of the seeds of the Magic Butterfly Grass, took them out and called out Qing Mo.

"Here, Qingmo. Eat it. It cannot be absorbed or swallowed."

Qing Mo unfolded the scroll, and an eye appeared in the center, opened slightly, and swallowed what Bai Rao threw.

After hearing Bai Rao say that he couldn't absorb it, he pulled both sides together in disappointment, looking downcast.

"Okay, Xiao Qingmo, be obedient."

Bai Rao forcibly put away the scroll that Qing Mo had unfolded and held it in his hand.After confirming that there is no problem with the other spiritual plants, there is no rush to collect them.

The most important thing now is to go back to the room and ripen the butterfly grass.

Fantasy Butterfly Grass is at the same level as Dragon's Song Grass, and its seeds are easier to obtain than Dragon's Song Grass. I thought it would be easier to ripen than Dragon's Song Grass.

The truth is that Bai Rao exhausted all his spiritual power and failed to ripen a piece of Magic Butterfly Grass.

"It's easy to extract seeds, but is it difficult to ripen them? It's very interesting..."

Bai Rao took a deep breath, took a Spirit Gathering Pill, and continued to ripen the Magic Butterfly Grass.

After overnight ripening, the condition of the butterfly grass is only slightly better than when it was first planted.

"Is it because you are willing to mature in advance because you are exposed to extreme circumstances?"

Bai Rao remembered that on the day when the Dragon Song Grass was ripening, he was being chased by a demon cultivator.

"Forget it, let it be."

Bai Rao didn't think much and continued to lock himself in the room to ripen the magic butterfly grass.

Two days passed quickly. Linglong stood in the middle of the yard waiting for Bai Rao's good results. Fang Xiuran lay on the stone table with dogtail grass in his mouth, staring at Bai Rao's door.

If Bai Rao cannot produce the Magic Butterfly Grass, then Ling Long and Fang Xiuran will go to the Demonic Abyss Forest again.

"crash"

Fang Xiuran raised his head and said eagerly: "How is little junior sister?"

Although Ling Long didn't speak, he pricked up his ears to listen to Bai Rao's answer.

(End of this chapter)