Pei Xihe returned to his small yard smoothly.

Look at the little piglets that have fallen to the ground and are having fun.

She waved and took out a spiritual fruit from her storage bag.

This kind of spiritual fruit is not yet high-grade, but it contains some spiritual energy and tastes sweet.

She has never fed a monster before.

After thinking about it, find a day to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read it carefully and see how to feed it well.

He simply grunted, not being picky about food, flicked his little tail, and chewed up the spiritual fruit with a grunt.

A cool blue light kept emitting from its nose, which immediately dissipated the juice and core that were about to splash out.

After eating the spiritual fruit, it was still clean.

It rubbed against Pei Xihe's leg, and then continued to have fun in the small yard.

She doesn't take care of Pei Xihe's yard very often.

But after staying in Kunlun for more than twelve years, sometimes I would accidentally get some seeds and throw them into a small plot of land in this small yard.

It originally looked very sparse.

Pei Xihe looked carefully. Where Hen Xi ran, those thin spiritual seedlings were visibly energetic.

The auspicious beasts are in good health, and they will be prosperous in good years. It is indeed worthy of its reputation.

Pei Xihe had a smile in his eyes.

This time she went out and made a lot of money.

Although he has experienced a life-and-death struggle, he has understood the meaning of the sword and fully possesses the ability to fight across borders. If he really fights, he can compete with ordinary foundation-building realms.

He also got most of Lin Zhao's wealth as a foundation-building monk, so he humbly recognized him as his master.

She had gained so much all at once that she felt a little unreal.

As she waved her hand, a few rays of spiritual power fell on the protective formation in the small courtyard.

The small courtyard was closed, and seeing Heng Hei still having fun, Pei Xihe entered the inner room.

A small ring fell into her palm.

The storage ring is a more advanced storage magic weapon than the storage bag.

Pei Xihe couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed the genius of the family and was so generous in spending money. He gave away this storage ring worth hundreds of spiritual stones so easily.

She became excited.

Although Jiang Mingzhu destroyed Lin Zhao's storage bag and the contents fell out, in fact they only had a rough look.

Pei Xihe took it out at this moment, with a hint of interest in his eyebrows.

With a wave of his hand, all the items in the storage ring were spread out on the floor.

She couldn't help but smile as she looked at the crystal clear spiritual stones.

One, two, three.

She took the trouble to count them one by one. The immortal cultivator's body was washed by spiritual energy and his memory was far superior to ordinary people, so she would not make mistakes in counting.

Anyway, she needed to recuperate at the moment, so she wasn't in a hurry to practice, so she just took her time to count, and rarely had free time to do her favorite thing.

After a while, she finished counting, and her bright dark eyes seemed to get a little brighter.

As expected, it is the net worth of a foundation-building monk.

There are more than 43,000 low-grade spiritual stones and 3,000 medium-grade spiritual stones.

There are also three ninth-grade spiritual treasures and a small eighth-grade array, plus a few spiritual plants.

There are several bottles of elixirs, the fragrance is fragrant, and they are actually full of elixirs.

The spiritual objects that can be prepared by foundation-building monks for cultivation have all reached the highest level.

If it weren't for the help of Jiang Mingzhu and Lu Changfeng, Lin Zhao's trump cards would have killed her.

She accepted it all, and she was happy with what she picked up for free.

In particular, there is a ninth-grade spiritual plant that is so full of spiritual energy that it is approaching the level of an eighth-grade spiritual plant.

If she could refine this thing, her twelve realms might be able to be perfected through it.

With the help of the abundant spiritual energy in it, all the internal organs are baptized, thus completing the twelve cyclones and strengthening them to the level of tenacity that can support the formation of a Taoist platform.

She picked up the wooden box containing the Cang Xue Ling flower.

This kind of spiritual object can only be held in a jade box or a vessel made of special materials. This wooden box has a smell of sandalwood, and you can tell it is made of good material at a glance, and the surface is engraved with strange patterns.

Pei Xihe looked at the blooming flower, and she could refine the spirit flower after her injury healed.

Just as he was about to close the wooden box, he suddenly felt heart palpitations.

Her six senses are extraordinary, and her sense of the invisible world is far beyond that of ordinary people. This is what she discovered during many missions.

There seems to be something wrong with this wooden box.

Pei Xihe straightened his expression.

She took out the spiritual flower and carefully placed it in another jade box she had prepared.

After taking out the spirit flower, she observed the wooden box.

The five senses are vision, hearing, touch, taste, and feeling.

She was extremely keen and carefully observed the small wooden box in her hand. She tapped it lightly and made a few noises. She carefully distinguished it and used her spiritual power to protect her fingers, rubbing the inside of the box carefully.

She felt a small hidden button and pressed it gently.

There is indeed a mechanism inside.

A small sheet was removed.

An amber-like crystal fell into Pei Xihe's hand.

It's black and purple, and there seems to be dense rune marks inside.

As soon as it fell into Pei Xihe's hands, a bit of light seemed to pass by.

Pei Xihe looked cautious. Is this what Lin Zhao hid in the box? Or does he not know it himself?

She kept thinking about whether to hand over the evil cultivator's stuff.

There are immortals and demons in the upper world, and the realm of good and demonic monks. But in fact, immortals and demons are recognized as two paths. It's just that demonic cultivators condense spiritual energy into magic power, which leads to the same goal as spiritual power, but it is more violent.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is also a demonic realm.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect cultivates truth and eliminates evil, and this evil refers to dirty monks like Lin Zhao who rely on various evil means to increase their cultivation and strength.

She thought about it and decided to hand over the crystal.

Pei Xihe stared at the black-purple crystal stone, but suddenly felt a strange light blooming on it.

Pei Xihe secretly thought that something was wrong, and quickly wanted to turn his head away to block the light, but it was already too late.

Her eyes were stunned. She held the crystal in her right hand and used a little force to pierce the palm of her hand.

The blood was flowing, moistening the crystal.

The black-purple spar shell disappeared quickly from her blood and turned into a pure purple liquid.

The runes that flickered and jumped among them were shining with splendor, but carrying a strange magic power that seemed to be able to swallow up all light.

Pei Xihe gradually lost consciousness, but suddenly, her door was hit by Heng Heng!

A glimmer of green light suddenly appeared on her altar.

The auspicious energy broke through the chaotic spiritual platform.

She suddenly came back to her senses. The pure purple liquid was dotted with dark golden runes, which was endlessly magical.

It seems to have the terrifying power to swallow up everything.

She wanted to resist, but it was too late.

The pure purple liquid had begun to melt into her skin, entangled itself, and seemed to have turned into a mysterious tattoo totem, which was particularly obvious on her flawless white skin.

Pei Xihe used all his spiritual power to resist, but it was useless. He was even sucked back. The spiritual power in the twelve cyclones was completely empty in an instant.

She didn't have time to feel sorry for the spiritual stones around her, as they were all quickly absorbed by the tattooed totem and turned into pieces.

The purple liquid turned into a purple mandala, like a swimming snake, climbing up her arm. She quickly opened her spiritual awareness to the extreme.

Finally stopped.

It stopped on her left shoulder.

The purple flowers are enchanting and slightly dark, but at this moment they are slowly filled with a layer of bright silver.

An incomparably huge amount of information hit her mind, and she fainted.

Only at the last moment, an extremely deep and domineering voice filled the sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!