You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 132

[Chapter 132 Crab Spirit Cream]

“Junior Brother Lu, is the reason why this flame fruit is in a sluggish state because it has not been nourished and nourished by the appropriate spiritual flames?” The

round-faced female cultivator Huizhi Lanxin immediately wanted to understand the reason.

“Yes, due to growing in a special environment for a long time, this flame fruit has undergone certain changes and needs the nourishment of yin fire-like spiritual flames.”

Lu Xuan replied affirmatively.

“In that case, I will give it a try now.”

The round-faced female cultivator took out a talisman from her storage bag. When her spiritual power was stimulated, the aura of the talisman emerged, and a wisp of pale flame floated out of it.

“This is the second-grade talisman Yin Yan Talisman. The spiritual flames released are sinister and poisonous, like gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be dissipated for a long time.” The

round-faced female cultivator explained to Lu Xuan while controlling the pale flames to fly towards some dry ones. The flame fruit.

Feeling the approach of the pale flame, some withered fiery red leaves on the Flame Fruit Spirit Plant moved automatically without wind, seeming to attract the pale flame.

The pale flame turned into wisps of tiny flames and evenly blended into the fiery red leaves.

In an instant, the flame fruit seemed to have tasted some unparalleled delicacy. The fiery red branches and leaves instantly came to life, roaring in the air, and full of vitality.

Not long after, under the gaze of the two men, the flame fruit, which had become somewhat shriveled due to long-term malnutrition, began to fill up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“It really works! Thanks to you, Junior Brother Lu, this time!”

The round-faced female cultivator showed a look of excitement on her face when she saw the increasingly vigorous Flame Fruit.

“These are thirty sword seals. They are my reward for helping me heal the flame fruit this time.

There are also some spiritual fruits that I cultivated. I can take them back to my cave and enjoy them as snacks after practicing.”

She Pay Lu Xuan thirty sword seals and give him a lot of various spiritual fruits.

“Thank you, Senior Sister Chen.”

Lu Xuan couldn’t refuse, so he had to accept it.

He didn’t stay in the round-faced nun’s small courtyard and flew directly back to his cave.

After making a small amount of sword seals, Lu Xuan was not in a hurry to take on any more tasks. He still had things to do in Lingtian.

The fifty condensed fireflies needed constant attention. After the cultivation reached a certain stage, Lu Xuan processed it slightly according to the condensation method and obtained nearly five hundred full and fresh firefly seeds.

He kept more than 300 seeds and planted 200 firefly seeds in the spiritual field.

He has limited energy and spiritual power, and there are other second- and third-grade spiritual plants that need to be carefully cultivated, so planting two hundred spiritual fireflies is almost his current limit.

The firefly grass provides cultivation, and other higher-level spiritual plants obtain rare and precious treasure rewards. The two go hand in hand.

One month passed in the blink of an eye, and the two hundred fireflies were growing beautifully and green.

Although Lu Xuan did not cultivate it with the utmost care due to the task of raising dragons, the growth status was actually better in the sect’s pure and rich aura environment.

After being cultivated for a month, the two sword grasses have grown to about one foot. The leaves are slender and as thin as a sword blade. They stand upright, with the grass tips pointing straight into the sky.

The sword energy is permeating the air, and because they are not far apart, the sword energy occasionally intersects. Amidst the sound of clanging swords, there are countless subtle sword marks on the surface of the spiritual soil between the two sword grasses.

After the Sword Gourd grew for one month, the vines became thicker and longer, clinging to the special shelf built by Feijian.

The flying sword placed below was already the third. Seeing that the sword intent inside was about to be absorbed by the gourd, Lu Xuan couldn’t help but sigh at the difficulty of cultivating third-grade spiritual plants.

Other spiritual plants are growing in good condition, and the second-grade copper-bone bamboo has entered the mature stage. It will not take long before it is picked and the white light group reward is obtained.

In the spiritual spring, four iron claw crabs hide under strange rocks.

After such a long period of raising, the crabs have grown to the size of a washbasin. The blue and black crab shells look thick and strong, and the pair of claws have been fully trained after pinching off the copper and iron ore day and night.

While Lu Xuan was scooping ice-cold spiritual spring water from the spiritual well, he suddenly noticed a faint white light group flickering under a huge stone.

“Is this a fully mature crab?”

He thought in surprise as he looked at the four crabs sinking at the bottom of the water.

His mind was focused on the body of the crab one by one, and the growth progress bar of the crab appeared.

Soon, Lu Xuan found the iron claw crab that had entered the fully mature stage.

It is the one who is usually the most arrogant and domineering.

“Don’t worry, I’ll arrange it for you right away.”

Lu Xuan glanced at the iron claw crab that was holding a pair of green and black claws high in the air, showing off to him, and focused on the white light group.

His spiritual consciousness gently touched the slightly flickering white light group. Suddenly, the light group turned into countless tiny points of light and poured into his body.

A thought flashed through his mind, and then a square piece of ointment appeared in his hand.

The ointment is bluish-white in color and has a jelly-like feel when lightly touched. A spiritual light appears on the surface and an alluring fragrance comes out.

[Crab spirit ointment, a second-grade treasure, is made from the essence of crab monsters. It contains rich spiritual power and is delicious. It is very popular among monks and monsters. 】

“Tsk, tsk, second-grade delicacy.”

Lu Xuan sighed, and first put the square piece of green and white ointment into the storage bag.

With a thought in his mind, he greeted the grass puppets who were constantly patrolling the spiritual field.

The grass puppet, holding a huge gray grass head on its head, walked slowly to Lu Xuan.

“Tie up this iron claw crab.”

Lu Xuan ordered.

The grass puppet nodded slightly, and two gray and black grass ropes emerged from the body like poisonous snakes.

Seeing this, the iron claw crab waved a pair of claws like a big knife and clamped hard on the gray and black grass rope.

The straw rope seemed extremely slow, but it was just right to avoid the incoming claws, constantly shuttled between the body of the iron claw crab, and soon, the iron claw crab was firmly bound by its five-flowered belly.

“Put the pot up!”

As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, the cloud-walking lynx, which was already impatient, grabbed the incapacitated iron claw crab and put it directly into the iron pot.

The wind falcon, who was as fat as a small ball, didn’t know what was happening yet. His pair of green pupils were rolling around, curiously looking at the crabs in the iron pot.

Lu Xuan’s spiritual power moved, and a bright yellow flame flew out and landed on the firewood.

The firewood instantly burst into flames.

After steaming in the pot for a long time, Lu Xuan felt that the time was right and opened the lid of the pot.

A cloud of steaming white mist dispersed, revealing the iron claw crab with a red shell inside.

“I was still fighting hard before I died…”

Lu Xuan looked at the chelicerae of the iron claw crab that was holding a high posture, and he couldn’t help but feel sad, and he couldn’t help but shed tears of sadness at the corner of his mouth.

“Ouch~” The cloud-walking lynx squatted on the edge of the iron pot and roared softly with a tone of voice.

“Chirp!”

The fat young falcon jumped around nimbly, already knowing that it would enjoy delicious food soon.

(End of chapter)