Jiang Yuebai was strolling leisurely in the vine maze when he suddenly saw a purple flower bud the size of a human head on the vine wall in the right corner. His eyes lit up.
"Spit it out."
Jiang Yuebai walked over and stretched out his hand to the flower bud. The flower bud raised its head and looked around at Jiang Yuebai, puzzled.
Jiang Yuebai slapped him, "What are you looking at? I told you to spit it out."
A bit of demonic energy emanated from the small Ganoderma lucidum, and the flower bud quickly blossomed with vigor, spitting out a small box into Jiang Yuebai's hand.
Jiang Yuebai opened the box and found a purple-leafed magical herb inside.
A thin vine grew out of the rattan bracelet, which hooked out the spiritual herbs in the box. She had to be careful that there was a mechanism at the bottom of the box that would throw her to other areas.
After successfully getting the spiritual herb, Jiang Yuebai frowned slightly. Rays of green light rose from the spiritual herb, flew into the bun on top of his head and were absorbed by the small Ganoderma lucidum.
Seeing that his proficiency in the Immortal Grass Sutra had increased by 500 points, Jiang Yuebai nodded with satisfaction.
"Five hundred year old elixir, not bad~"
The treasures in the vine maze are hidden in the flower buds of the vine walls. If there is no magic to trigger it, a fierce battle is inevitable.
She has taken a lot of things along the way, most of which are spiritual medicines and fruits, as well as some seeds, spiritual spring water and the like.
If she continues like this, by the time she walks out of the vine maze, her Yunzhi grass bloodline will be able to rise from level six to level seven.
"This place is really great, but it's a pity that it only opens once every fifty years, and only for nine days at a time."
Jiang Yuebai took out a small gourd, which contained an unknown spiritual spring water. She tilted her head back and took a sip. The small Ganoderma lucidum on her head trembled with excitement, and the magic power that she had consumed in practicing magic just now was quickly restored.
"I feel like if I get some more sun and moonlight, I'll recover faster."
Just like spiritual wine can quickly replenish spiritual energy, this spiritual spring water can be quickly absorbed by the small Ganoderma lucidum to replenish its magical power.
What she just received from the old demon Gurong was not a complete set of plant magic inheritance, but four grass magics that she was enlightened to.
The key point is that it strengthens her innate abilities as a little grass demon, such as controlling plants, making her, an acquired alien, closer to the demon race.
The grass magic she learned includes three small magics, 'Tangle', 'Pollen', 'Parasite' and one big magic, 'A Forest of One Tree'.
Along the way, she has been practicing three little magic tricks.
Jiang Yuebai discovered that there was a huge difference between the real plant magic and the skills of the Xianzhi clan. The Xianzhi clan was friendly to the human race, and their skills were passed down by the human race, so there was also the process of humans making hand gestures to cast spells.
But the real plant magic does not require any hand gestures. The demon's consciousness is scattered outside the body, and it communicates with nature through its innate bloodline, directly mobilizing the power of nature.
Just like the plant monsters, they are born with the ability to control and plunder plants weaker than themselves, and can accelerate their growth and recovery by absorbing water and light. Depending on the type of plant, some are naturally poisonous, and some are naturally healing.
Fortunately, the small Ganoderma lucidum on her head is equivalent to the real body of the monster, and she swallowed three drops of essence, so her soul is as powerful as the plant monsters of the same level. Otherwise, she would not be able to use even the three small magic spells.
Jiang Yuebai turned the vine bracelet on his hand. It was a small piece of thousand-year-old vine. It was not like the vine on the ancient banyan monster, and its species was unknown.
This item is equivalent to a magic weapon that can help her stimulate vines and sorcery in places where no plants grow. The vine is so strong that she cannot cut it even with a seventh-grade magic weapon.
It’s a pity that the little Ganoderma lucidum is weak, and its magic power is not as powerful as her own spiritual energy. She needs to replenish her magic power after using small magic spells ten times or so. She cannot use big magic spells for the time being, and she has to continue to improve the bloodline level of the Yunzhi grass.
"Hmm? Looks like someone is coming."
Jiang Yuebai put her hand on the vine wall. Another innate ability of the plant demon was that wherever there were plants, the plants could become her 'eyes'.
At this moment, she could feel the criss-crossing plant veins on the ground, and waves of vibrations came from the places where people stepped on, from far away to near.
It is not known who it is for the time being. Jiang Yuebai is leaning against the vine wall, entangled by the vines and hidden in the wall.
Soon, footsteps were heard. A man in a scholar's robe was panting. He turned his head and saw that the vines chasing him suddenly retreated. He frowned in confusion, but still breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to rest for a while.
Kong Wenrang took out a piece of jade from his sleeve. It was exactly the same jade that Lu Nanzhi gave to Jiang Yuebai and the others to sense each other's positions during the Tianyan Sect's small competition.
Kong Wenrang sensed it for a moment, sighed in disappointment, turned his head to look around, and found a purple flower bud on the vine wall.
puff!
A large amount of pollen suddenly spurted out of the flower bud, instantly filling the entire passage like smoke, blocking the line of sight and blocking spiritual consciousness.
"The north wind blows the white grass to the ground, and the sky in August is already snowing!"
The voice was clear, and a cold wind suddenly rose from the ground, blowing away all the pollen in an instant. The snow was flying, and the green leaves on the vine walls on both sides turned yellow and withered.
The vines flew and rolled towards Kong Wenrang.
"A sharp sniper of words!"
He spun around to avoid the attack, and his righteous energy transformed into a palm-sized golden sword that shot out from his mouth. It was extremely sharp and cut through the vines.
More vines were controlled, finding the flaws in Kong Wen's body and attacking him.
He engaged in a verbal battle for several rounds, but was not careful and was violently whipped away by the vines. He hit the vine wall and his limbs and body were immediately bound by the vines.
Flowers are blooming and about to emit pollen.
Kong Wenrang's expression became stern, and he shouted loudly with a breath of righteousness in his chest.
"The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the sword light chills nineteen continents!"
clang!
A palm-sized golden sword in the air suddenly shone brightly, and a frosty chill was pressing.
With one swing of the sword, the entire vine wall cracked into pieces in the golden sword light, with terrifying power.
Kong Wenrang escaped from the trap, staggered twice to stand firm, and immediately ran away.
Jiang Yuebai walked out of the vine wall behind Kong Wenrang wearing a veil. The small Ganoderma lucidum on her head shook, and pollen flew all over the sky, wrapping Kong Wenrang again.
burst!
Boom boom boom!
"Go into battle..."
Flames exploded and the earth shook.
Jiang Yuebai didn't hear clearly what Kong Wenrang said afterwards. She just watched the flames dissipate. Kong Wenrang's golden armor was torn and covered with traces of burns from the flames. He was staring at her with full vigilance.
"So Confucianism is all about reciting poetry. I'm enlightened."
Kong Wenrang recognized Jiang Yuebai and retreated in fear. A black shadow flashed behind him, and a faceless puppet appeared, blocking the only way of retreat.
Jiang Yuebai swung out the Shafeng Blade and stepped closer with a smile, "I also know a lot about poetry, why don't we recite a couple of lines?"
Kong Wenrang was already running out of energy after being chased all the way, and now he was at a disadvantage out of two people, so he had to seek help!
He threw his sleeves and shouted loudly,
"As long as the flying general of Dragon City is here, no..."
"It's better to hang yourself on the southeast tree!" Jiang Yuebai stepped on the ground and stood up.
Kong Wenrang was shocked and opened his eyes wide, and suddenly forgot the second half of the sentence.
clang!
Sparks flew when the blade and saber collided, and Kong Wenrang was knocked back by the recoil force. The blood in his chest surged, and he drank the blood again.
"A friend came from afar..."
"Even if they are far away, they will be killed!!"
puff!
Kong Wenrang was bleeding, and Jiang Yuebai slashed with his sword, causing raging flames.
(End of this chapter)