Chapter 1562

"Of course it disappeared."

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth floated slightly.

"Do you believe that brother was once a Taoist priest?"

"Yes, yes."

Mu Yue's head is like a chicken pecking rice.

"Well, next, take me down there. Let's find some more powerful enemies for a while."

The more the solitary realm is at the top, the weaker its strength is.

If he wants to be killed, he can't achieve it in the novice village. He can only explore below.

Because the blood blockade was not untied, he still needed muyue as a 'coachman'.

"Ah?"

"Down there?"

Mu Yue quickly shook his head and shook it very simply.

"No, no, you can't go down."

Jiang Cheng frowned, "why, can't you believe my strength?"

"No, I'm not qualified to go down."

"Qualification?"

"Yes, if you want to go down there, you must get certificates from various shrines, or you will be arrested."

Then let them catch it. It's a big kill.

But Jiang Cheng also knew that his exclusive coachman would not dare.

"Then let them send a voucher."

"If I want to get the certificate, either my strength will be improved by two big levels, or the sacrifice value will reach 100000 points."

Brother Cheng said that the two great realms are too far away for you.

"What is the situation when the sacrifice is worth 100000 points?"

"The lower altar will collect fairy grass every 100000 years. The ninth grade fairy grass is equivalent to one point of worship value, and the eighth grade is equivalent to ten points..."

The altar of this world is a treasure land suitable for cultivating the power of the medium.

Around them, forces gradually emerged.

"Did the altar below do you any good?"

"No, they won't attack us if they just make offerings on time."

Jiang Cheng frowned when he heard this.

It's like collecting protection fees.

"All right, then take your time to find the fairy grass."

This time, muyue didn't start immediately.

But looked at him shyly.

"Can you... Help me find the location of fairy grass?"

This sister is not stupid. After knowing that the power of the spirit of Jiang Cheng is so fierce, she naturally realized how much he can play in looking for fairy grass.

"Ha, didn't you just say let me cultivate more?" City brother deliberately teased.

Mu Yue grinds his teeth, and his fingers tangle shyly.

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't look down on you."

Brother Cheng was in a good mood and felt that all the noodles he had dropped had been picked up again.

"Well, you go there and try there."

He followed his fingers in three places.

Muyue was overjoyed and hurriedly flew over.

Sure enough, there was fairy grass in the first place, and it was still eighth class.

When she was busy chasing fairy grass, brother Cheng was not idle.

Of course, he won't collect the value of sacrifice, because chengge will never pay any protection fee.

He has his own plan.

I pointed out several positions for the girl, just let the children play by themselves.

In the next moment, his spirit dispersed, and he was within the scope of his perception for millions of miles.

In such a large range, there are hundreds of fairy grasses with different grades.

Most of them are the ninth class crimson star grass, the one with the lowest drug power.

Only two of the sixth grade Yinling leaves were found.

For Jiang Cheng, although it is troublesome to fly by himself, it is still very easy to collect fairy grass.

He manipulated it directly with the Holy Spirit. The hundreds of fairy grasses were like fish caught in a net. They couldn't escape his control at all.

Soon they flew towards him.

Like streams flowing into him.

Looking at the fairy grass in front of him, Jiang Cheng fell into thinking.

He remembered that the turbid power on the other side of the immortal tree was triggered once last time because he swallowed a ghost leaf.

What if you swallow it again?

Will the turbid force trigger again?

If you trigger it several times, will you find a chance to control the power of turbidity?

Thinking of this, he decided to try it out.

So he swallowed a crimson star grass in one bite.

Then, the medicine power of the nine immortals broke out completely in his body.

Compared with Yinling leaf, the medicinal power of Jiangxing herb is thousands of times worse.

However, as Jiang Cheng expected, this is, after all, a mediator force similar to holy power.

When it flowed to the cloud vein, the immortal tree couldn't sit still.

Although the branches and leaves did not move, a weak turbid force rushed out of the white watermelon.

Just one contact will completely erode the force of the medium just now.

Brother Cheng, who has been observing carefully, found that the power of turbidity was too little and didn't cause much movement.

Then he tried again with an eight step fairy grass.

But maybe the medicine is not enough, and the turbid power that can be stimulated is still too little. Even the enlightenment fairy tree is too lazy to tremble.

Next, Jiang Cheng tried the seventh order fairy grass cycloalkyne flower.

This time, the fairy tree finally trembled a little.

The turbid power from the lasing is also a little small-scale, not so a wisp.

When the power of cycloalkyne flower was eroded by turbid power, Jiang Cheng's face was happy.

He found that just after the turbid force walked around the meridians in his body, his closeness to this force increased a little.

Although there is no skill progress bar, he can be sure that he feels right.

"Yes, just as the lower bound friars practice, letting the spiritual power run in all meridians in their body is a process of refining and controlling power."

"Although I can't manipulate the power of turbidity, I can use the power of medium to lure the power of turbidity out."

"When the turbid force destroys the medium force in my meridians, it is equivalent to running in my meridians for a week in disguise."

"This will certainly enhance my closeness to this force!"

For a moment, he suddenly opened up.

When you get closer and closer to turbid power, this power will become your own sooner or later!

On that day, I will naturally have holy power!

"Hahaha, brother is a genius!"

After understanding all this, one thing in front of him is to make more fairy grass.

The eighth and ninth grades have no effect, can't stimulate much turbid power, and can't run for a week.

It makes sense above seven.

The higher the level of fairy grass, the more turbid power will be sent out!

If you swallow the first-class fairy grass in the world, the whole white watermelon should go out and run with all its strength?

In the next time, he ate all the more than a dozen seventh class fairy grasses and two sixth class fairy grasses he had just got.

The affinity of turbid power was also improved a little.

Mu Yue on the other side didn't know what was happening here. She was still busy chasing the first eighth class fairy grass.

Jiang Cheng really couldn't see it anymore, so he secretly stopped her with the spirit.

After a few minutes, the sister came back with a happy face.