Chapter 157: "The Beginning of Sword Pills"
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Sword Heart Grass (named after this plane):
Type: Magic Herb
Quality: Rare
Item Level: 10
describe:
At a certain stage of the extraordinary civilization of this plane, this was a magical herb that was once widely used by a group of extraordinary people called "Sword Cultivators". It could be refined into a magic item called "Sword Pill" and was used as a must-have for their practice of flying swords.
use:
1. Refining Sword Pills
2. The remaining uses are unknown (the character's knowledge of alchemy/alchemy and herbalism does not meet the relevant conditions)
——This information is provided by the consciousness of this plane
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Flying sword?
Yi Chun thought about it and felt that this thing might be useful.
After understanding it for a period of time, he has gradually come to know the composition of the extraordinary power in this world.
Of course, maybe it’s just part of it…
The legend about the sword immortal occupies a large part of the extraordinary legends in this world.
Moreover, this thing can probably touch the heart of every person who has inherited the relevant culture.
Even Yi Chun, who doesn't like those fancy things, thinks flying swords are really cool!
After thinking about it, or perhaps not thinking about it at all, Yi Chun sensed the situation around him.
Well, no one is watching...
So he climbed up directly in the mist and then stopped on the weed.
Under Yi Chun's weight, the weed was naturally crushed down.
From the outside, it really looks no different from ordinary weeds.
Then, Yi Chun glanced furtively to both sides.
Without anyone noticing, he quietly used his claws hidden beneath his body to dig into the cliff wall.
Then, he put the weed into his backpack with lightning speed.
Sensing the Sword Heart Grass in his backpack, Yi Chun continued to dig at the cliff wall a few times, and after destroying the traces of the crime, he quickly left the scene...
On the other side, the old Taoist priest, who had traveled to the north and tasted a cup of tea, returned to the mountain.
The old Taoist looked in the direction of the young Taoist Yu Xing.
Looking at the young Taoist priest Yu Xing who was climbing down with a bitter look on his face, he nodded slightly.
Then, as if noticing something, the old Taoist looked thoughtfully at a new mark of damage on the cliff...
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"You got beaten for crawling under a nun's skirt?"
Looking at the young Taoist priest Yu Xing who ran back with a face full of dust and sweat, the fat Taoist chef in the kitchen asked cheerfully.
"No way! I went hiking with my senior brother..."
Hearing this, the young Taoist priest Yu Xing, who was washing his face with cold water from the faucet outside the kitchen, immediately looked up and retorted.
"Oh, I heard that you went to a place where people practiced Buddhism."
"Why, you want to say you went there to climb the mountain?"
"Today during dinner, all the female disciples asked which sect the Taoist priest walking the cat was from!"
The fat Taoist deliberately raised his voice and said to the young Taoist Yu Xing with a mischievous look.
"That's not true! I..."
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing's face flushed instantly, but when he thought that he had indeed run to someone else's territory, he found it difficult to say anything.
It’s all my brother’s fault!
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing rubbed his face and ran into the kitchen to find something to eat.
The fat Taoist didn't say much, just laughed.
"This kid is also destined to be together."
The fat Taoist seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly said with emotion.
"Hmm? Is there a play?"
A Taoist priest from the kitchen came over and asked.
"You know shit. This is just like making pancakes. When you touch it, it's neither too dry nor too watery. When you spread it out, it's neither too square nor too flat. Hey, it's done! This is called just right!"
The fat Taoist glanced at him sideways, then patted his head with his chubby hands and said :
"Don't think about it, you little piece of shit. Just learn the skills of a butcher from me for a few years."
"It's just like dead dough. It doesn't look good, but it's good for hunger. You can always find someone who is starving to death..."
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"Brother, you're killing me!"
Not long after finishing his meal , Yi Chun, who was taking a nap in the yard outside the kitchen, was awakened by the little Taoist Yu Xing, who had a bitter look on his face.
Meow?
Yi Chun looked at the young Taoist priest Yu Xing with an unfriendly look. He was thinking about what reason he should use to beat this kid up.
"Master asked me to climb the mountain to bring you lunch every day at noon. I can't let it get cold!"
"How about I bring you some cucumbers? They taste better when they're chilled..."
After feeling Yi Chun's increasingly dangerous gaze, the young Taoist stopped complaining.
It suddenly occurred to him that his senior brother wouldn't be much safer than his senior brother...
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing touched his face subconsciously and stepped back.
Although at this distance, he felt that it was of no use to his senior brother.
But he felt that he still had the confidence to cover his face before his senior brother attacked with his claws.
After hearing what the young Taoist priest Yu Xing said, Yi Chun felt that he should be more tolerant towards this junior fellow apprentice.
Although with his ability, it doesn't take much time to run for a meal.
But just like the college students who order takeout from the restaurant downstairs, there are actually two different feelings about this matter.
However, he estimated that he was just playing the role of a tool in this.
Because afterwards, the young Taoist priest Yu Xing took out a book from the cloth bag behind him:
"My master asked me to bring this to you. He said it was the grandmaster's wish."
Yi Chun looked at the book that the young Taoist priest Yu Xing had placed on the ground, and then he smelled a strong smell of ink.
New print?
Yi Chun pulled the book over. The cover was just a piece of ordinary cardboard with a few words printed in a flamboyant style.
Maybe to prevent others from understanding, there is a simplified note next to it:
"The First Explanation of Sword Pill"
Yi Chun: ???
His eyes suddenly widened, and then he quickly glanced at his backpack.
Well, the Sword Heart Grass is still there...
No, how did he know?
The frequency of Yi Chun's tail wagging began to change strangely, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, just like Yi Chun's turbulent heart at the moment.
Or, does he know?
Yi Chun looked at the Taoist priest Yu Xing who seemed a little at a loss, and was speculating in his heart.
If he didn't know, then why did he send this book "The Beginning of Sword Alchemy"?
If he knew, then why did he send me this book "The Beginning of Sword Pill"...
Or was he just suspicious?
Yi Chun felt that unless he asked the Taoist priest, the probabilities of these three possibilities were the same.
Yi Chun suddenly felt like a cat locked in a box...
However, he felt that maybe it wasn't that complicated.
Because, Yi Chun suddenly thought of why it was the young Taoist priest Yu Xing who came to deliver the book.
As a reward for tool meow?
Yi Chun thought this was reasonable...
Then, under the confused gaze of the young Taoist Yu Xing, Yi Chun jumped onto the shoulder of the young Taoist Yu Xing and gently patted his shoulder with his claws.
Then, the young Taoist Yu Xing saw Yi Chun pointing at the "First Explanation of Sword Pill" below...
