Looking at each other's movements, the two of them screamed at the same time, jumped up and straightened their clothes, and coughed dryly: "Junior brother, don't get me wrong, second senior brother and I..."
"Learning about spells!"
"We're grabbing chicken legs!"
The voices of the two sounded at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became more embarrassing.
Glancing at each other, Zi Mo picked up the roast chicken that had fallen on the ground, patted the dust on the outer leaves, walked out, passed by Mo Tianliao, and whispered, "Bai Luo is not happy, don't mess with him. , he will bite in a hurry."
"Boom!" A clod hit the back of Zi Mo's head accurately and without error. Zi Mo was staggered. He thought he would turn back and fight back, but who knew that he would run without looking back by taking advantage of the forward trend. .
Mo Tianliao twitched the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Bai Luo, and saw Senior Brother Bai, who was still aggressive just now, squatting beside the Sword Leaf Grass again, looking at the bald spirit grass with a sad face.
"What happened to this spirit grass?" Mo Tianliao naturally saw the bare leaves and stems.
"This leaf, um, I don't know who ate it. Without the leaf, I would die in an instant." Bai Luo looked up at Mo Tianliao, his dark eyes were wide and pitiful.
Mo Tianliao squatted down: "I just learned a trick, let me try it."
"It's useless," Bai Luo shook his head, "This is an earth-level spirit grass."
Spirit grass and spirit wood are divided into four grades: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang". The higher the grade, the more precious it is, and the harder it is to support. Heaven-level ones are rare, such as the Sansang Concentrated Spirit Fruit that Senior Brother found, which is the Heaven-level Spirit Fruit. Under normal circumstances, the prefecture-level is a very high-level spirit grass.
With this trick, even a yellow-level spirit grass can't be saved, let alone this earth-level spirit grass
Mo Tianliao raised his hand and touched the sword blade grass, a strand of wood-type spiritual power mixed with the endless power of endless wood, slowly poured into the spiritual grass. After a while, a small bud appeared on the bare stem, which was inconspicuous.
He quickly retracted his hand. Originally, he wanted to find a spirit grass to try, but he did not expect that this life force could even save a low-level spirit grass. Mo Tianliao pursed his lips, thinking about what to do next, and was reacted. Bai Luo grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Junior Brother, you..."
Bai Luo has been staring at this spirit grass all day, and any subtle changes can be seen.
"This ability is really good!" The usually quiet Bai Luo jumped three feet high, pulling Mo Tianliao to the depths of the flowers.
If you don't see it, you don't know that there are so many half-dead plants in this medicine garden full of rare spirit herbs. Some of the fruits are rotten, some of the leaves are missing half, and even more outrageous is that some of the roots are broken.
"How did it break?" Mo Tianliao was very puzzled as he pinched the uneven broken roots.
Bai Luo was asked this, and subconsciously shrank his neck: "Bite, bite off."
"Bite off?" Mo Tianliao was even more surprised. The guards here are strictly guarded, and there are restrictions even in the sky. Humans and birds and beasts can't get in. Could there be bugs
Bai Luo lowered his head and picked up the clods. He was obviously a junior brother, how could he be as apprehensive as his senior brother? "Don't worry about it, just try to see if you can fix it."
Mo Tianliao played with the broken root in his hand, thinking about it in his heart: "Senior brother, I must not let others know about this medicine garden, right? Including the sect master..."
Hearing this, Bai Luo suddenly raised his head and looked at him coldly.
"I only found out about my ability today, and it would be troublesome for me to spread this out," Mo Tianliao didn't seem to see the killing intent in Bai Luo's eyes, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "In this way, we are good Brothers, we have to keep secrets for each other, if you don't tell others, I will help you prune the grass, how about that?"
"Junior brother..." Bai Luo was immediately moved, and nodded again and again, "No problem, we are good brothers!"
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips. As a result, he held Bai Luo's handle. He had to rely on himself to repair the spirit grass from time to time, and naturally he would not betray him.
Squeeze the broken place and place the broken root on top of it. The steady stream of wood-type spiritual power causes new tiny root tips to grow at the broken place. The broken root is not connected, but it can still live. Mo Tianliao started to sweat on his forehead after repairing two times and his lips were pale. This was a sign of lack of spiritual power. He took a breath and said, "Senior brother, I am afraid that my spiritual power will not be able to support it anymore, why don't I go another day..."
"It's okay, I have spirit stones." Bai Luo was so willing to let him go, he immediately took out a lot of low-grade spirit stones.
Mo Tianliao glanced at it and lowered his eyes: "That's good, but the spiritual power of this low-grade spirit stone is not pure, and the plants and trees that have been cultivated may not be as good as they were originally."
"Then there's no need for low-grade ones." Bai Luo backhandedly took out a large number of luminescent spiritual stones, each of which was the size of a baby's fist, uniform in color, and high-grade spiritual stones of excellent quality.
Different grades of spiritual stones have different purity of spiritual energy and great differences in the content of spiritual energy. Using high-grade spiritual stones is also good for meridians, with less residue and fewer obstacles.
Mo Tianliao secretly said that it was really deceiving, and he put it in his pocket unceremoniously, and took out one when he needed it.
While absorbing the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone, while giving it to the plants and trees, each time the spiritual energy is used up, and then absorbed, and so on, one's own spiritual energy can grow rapidly. This was the method that Mo Tianliao practiced in his previous life. Of course, this was due to the fact that he was an artifact refiner who never lacked spirit stones.
The two squatted in the medicine garden for a whole day, and gradually discovered that Mo Tianliao's "withered trees meet the spring" can not make the dead spirit grass alive, nor can it ripen the plants, but can only increase the vitality of the plants.
The power of life is for inexhaustible, and the spring of dead trees is for rebirth.
"That's why your move shouldn't be called a dead tree meets spring, it should be called 'eternal life'." Bai Luo said.
Mo Tianliao looked at Bai Luo in surprise, determined that he was just talking casually, then smiled without answering, looked at the sky, and said goodbye to him.
"Hey, wait!" Bai Luo looked at the pale junior brother, felt guilty, turned around and gave him a basket of spiritual fruit, "I am really thankful for the junior brother today, you can eat this, remember to come back often in the future. ."
Mo Tianliao looked at the fresh and dripping spirit fruit in his hand. It was not a precious medicinal material. It was a fire-type spirit fruit called Yanguo, which contained pure fire spirit energy and had an excellent taste. In fact, only half of the handful of high-grade spirit stones was used, and he put the rest into his storage bag with peace of mind. Today's labor costs are already enough.
Raising his hand to take the small basket, Mo Tianliao smiled and accepted it quickly.
After returning to the Qingning Palace to meditate all night and recovering his spiritual power, Mo Tianliao took out the Sansang Concentration Fruit.
Yesterday, he tried a few broken spirit fruits. The ones that had been chewed could not grow any longer, and those that were not fresh for a long time could become full again. He held a high-grade spirit stone in his hand and absorbed it first. The green-yellow aura entered from the left palm and came out from the right palm, pouring all of it into the wrinkled fruit.
"Kacha" The top-grade spirit stone in his left hand was exhausted and turned into gray powder, a heaven-level fairy fruit. One top-grade spirit stone was not enough to fill it up. Mo Tianliao's spirit energy was continuously transmitted, and he quickly took out another one. It wasn't until the three high-grade spirit stones and all of Mo Tianliao's spirit power were exhausted that they were fully absorbed.
The original wrinkled spirit fruit has become delicate and charming. The red fruit is crystal clear, almost transparent, with aura flowing in it from time to time, and the whole fruit looks like a good fire spar.
Mo Tianliao wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the Sansang Concentration Fruit into the cold jade box, raised his foot and knocked on the door of the senior brother next door, just happened to meet a few senior nephews who were going on about it.
"Uncle Shi, are you looking for my master?" Senior nephew Su Heng is gentle and enthusiastic at all times, "I just saw Master going to the main hall of Qingning Palace."
Mo Tianliu nodded, and it was estimated that the big brother was going to see the master. That being the case, there is no need to look for it, he just sent it to the past.
The Qingning Palace in the daytime looks very bright, with a beautiful teacher in white, leaning lazily on the soft couch, holding a volume of books to read slowly.
It stands to reason that high-level monks are accustomed to reading jade slips.
The long clothes swayed and hung on the ground, and a pair of fair feet without shoes and socks stepped on a furry and colorful tiger skin blanket, which made the feet white as jade, and the few toes exposed in the fur were round and full, revealing a little bit. Light powder.
Mo Tianliao looked a little stunned. He never thought that a man's feet could be so beautiful. He secretly swallowed his saliva, walked closer, and said softly, "Master..."
The tiger skin blanket under his feet suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him with a pair of tiger eyes the size of a copper bell.
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"Masters and Apprentices Must Have Unique Vision"
Woodworking: Why did Shizun accept the senior brother as his apprentice
Big Wet Breasts: Of course, it's because I'm talented, smart, and cute!
Master: It happened to be winter at that time.
Woodworker: What does it matter
Master: I lack a claw-warming stove
Big wet chest: QAQ
Before the brain pumping, the name of Mo Xiong was different, and now it is changed to Mo Xiong.