Chapter 12 Old Woman ()

"Oh no! It's so miserable!"

In the spiritual mulberry forest on the main peak of Qingyun Mountain, Feng Ruo looked at the nine huge white cocoons in front of him with tears in tears. After he ran back from Dongfeng, he was the first to see the nine snow spirit silkworms. Unfortunately, because he was blocked by the silver spider for a period of time, these nine snow spirit silkworms could not eat the spiritual mulberry leaves. As a result, they formed cocoons of the snow silk that should have been spit out and entered a state of sleep.

Now, Feng Ruo not only fails to complete this season's mission, but also may get into big trouble, because once the snow spirit silkworm forms a cocoon, it may break into a butterfly and advance to a second-level spirit beast, Snow Spirit Butterfly. However, not every snow spirit silkworm can advance, and a snow spirit butterfly may not appear in a hundred lines, and the consequence of not being able to advance is death.

It is precisely because of this that Qingyun Sect has always strictly forbidden three generations of disciples to make snow spirit silkworms arbitrarily form cocoons in order to obtain snow spirit butterflies. Generally speaking, only after feeding some special spiritual medicines can the chance of snow spirit silkworms advancement increase significantly.

Feng Ruo's nine snow spirit silkworms naturally had no chance to take those special spiritual medicines, not to mention that they were starved for many days. It can be said that under this situation, there is no possibility of advancement at all, and the final result is that they all die!

"It's over. A snow spirit silkworm seed is ten low-grade five-element stones, nine, and that is ninety low-grade five-element stones! And this is simply the price of a white-feathered crane! How can you afford it?" Feng Ruo said helplessly to himself.

After thinking about it, Feng Ruo decided to confess actively, because now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to escape. Without a flying mount, he could not get through the cliff of Qingyun Mountain.

After calming down his mood, Feng Ruo walked to the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect nervously. Qingyun Sect was responsible for recycling snow silk and fragrant rice. It was an old woman of unknown age, with wrinkles on her face, messy white hair, and a black cloak. It was really gloomy and terrifying. Every time she saw this ghostly old woman, Feng Ruo was worried.

In fact, it was not just Feng Ruo's fear of this old woman, but Qu Fengkongfei and others were even more afraid of death, because they had been in contact with the old woman since they were young, and their fear of her had already been deeply embedded in their hearts.

What’s even more disgusting is that all the rice cakes in Qingyun Sect are made and distributed by the old woman himself. The reason why Feng Ruo hates rice cakes is so big because the old woman’s palms are like dead branches. Even if she thinks about it, her hair will stand up!

The old woman lived in a small valley not far away.

The scenery in this valley is very pleasant. A stream flows through it, forming a small lake like a mirror in the valley. On both sides of the stream, there are beautiful bamboo forests, and groups of butterflies are flying gracefully, giving people the first glance. This place is like a fairyland on earth, but everyone knows that this place is more like a demon's nest.

Feng Ruo walked forward nervously along the bluestone path in the bamboo forest, while looking at the group of colorful butterflies circling above his head in fear. This was not because he had the means to attract bees and butterflies, but was being monitored.

These butterflies look harmless when they look at humans and animals. They are actually called Caiyundie, which belongs to the second-level spirit beast. They are irritable and cruel in nature and like to eat blood. Usually, the targets they attack will eventually become a mummy. Unfortunately, these Caiyundie butterflies are tamed by the old woman.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Ruo decided to confess and be lenient. He really couldn't imagine the tragic scene of being chased by a group of colorful cloud butterflies.

Turning a corner, the road ahead suddenly became clear, and the quiet little lake appeared in your eyes. Not far from the lake is an exquisite bamboo building, and under the bamboo building are flowers blooming, and the rich fragrance of flowers floats in the air.

But in such a beautiful scene, a hunched black shadow sat there in extreme disharmoniously, like a black skeleton.

Feng Ruo was not a timid person, and he had killed at least hundreds of enemies in the battlefield killings over the past decade. However, after seeing the old woman at this moment, his heart couldn't help but jump around "all of them", and even the hairs on his back stood up in one stroke.

"Uh—uh, late—I met—Senior!" Feng Ruo stuttered from a distance.

"Crack!" A clear sound of bone friction sounded. The old woman turned her head slowly, glanced at Feng Ruo with her eyes that seemed to be filled with ghost fire, and then said in a hoarse and shriveled voice: "Shit it!"

Feng Ruo has heard this sound two or three times. If it were usual, he just needed to hand over the snow silk and then he could escape, but now he doesn’t have a snow silk!

"Reply - report to senior, the snow silk is gone." Feng Ruo plucked up his courage and said carefully, but the sound was getting smaller and smaller. He could almost foresee what kind of storm he would suffer, or simply be sucked into mummies by those colorful cloud butterflies!

But the old woman didn't say anything, and seemed to have not heard Feng Ruo's words. For a moment, the vicinity of the small lake became extremely quiet.

Finally, just when Feng Ruo was sweating coldly and didn't know what to do, the old woman slowly said: "It's the snow spirit silkworm that has formed a cocoon! You can nourish it with your magic power for an hour every day, and maybe a snow spirit butterfly may hatch, and then you will be able to offset your merits and demerits. Otherwise, you will owe the sect's ninety Five Elements Stones, go down!"

"Yes! Thank you for your advice!" Feng Ruo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the old woman would be so easy to talk to. However, he didn't care about it at this moment, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then carefully retreated.

Until Feng Ruo's figure disappeared, the old woman's cracked mouth moved and she said to herself: "Haha! It's actually the early stage of Qi refining. This kid is a bit interesting!"

Feng Ruo naturally didn't know what the old woman said about him. After turning the corner, he ran out like a ghost. Until he escaped from Xiaogu in one breath, he was relieved. There was no way. Even though he was in the early stage of Qi refining and officially entered the ranks of cultivators, he still felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart when facing the old woman!

"Oh! It's hard to imagine how the three generations of Qingyun Sect's disciples survived!" Feng Ruo couldn't help but sigh, "However, the old woman seemed to be unreasonable, and she even thought of a way for herself to nourish her with her magic power. Hey! Fortunately, her magic power has increased significantly now, otherwise wouldn't the nine snow spirit silkworms have to squeeze themselves out?"

"Huh? Why don't you put those nine snow spirit silkworms next to the wooden spirit stone?" Feng Ruo suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. This was a killing of two birds with one stone, because the wooden spirit stone emitted extremely abundant spiritual energy, and as long as it does not cut off the connection with the roots of the tree, the spiritual energy it possesses will not be exhausted. As for his own cultivation, it will not be delayed!
Chapter completed!