Leng Wu Gu wasn't here for the first time, but he didn't know if it was because of his improved spiritual awareness that previously he had only faintly felt the oppressive restriction, like a monstrous beast revealing its sharp corner, that heavy pressure increased several times over, making him feel like he couldn't breathe. Zu Mo brought him along, his heart racing with fear, quickly traversing through the dense fog.

  In the vast and bright valley, a thick fragrance of medicine wafted through the air. Zuo Mo subconsciously gazed at the rushing stream and icy pool with lingering fear in his heart. Although he had successfully completed one breath, the feeling of death that seemed to be right before his eyes made him absolutely not want to try again.

  It's better to just be a humble and honest spirit husband. He told himself.

  As he walked up to the Fire Dragon Grass, he was suddenly shocked to see that it had withered and its fiery red leaves were emitting a faint aura of death. His heart immediately became anxious as this Fire Dragon Grass was crucial for Wei Sheng's foundation-building, and if anything went wrong, it would be disastrous. He deeply respected Wei Sheng and sincerely hoped that he could successfully build his foundation, so he was extremely careful.

  He hastily bent down to examine this fire dragon grass.

  The ground around it still feels a bit damp, so it shouldn't be a water shortage problem. What could it be? He knew very little about the spiritual medicine, let alone the third-grade Fire Dragon Grass. He racked his brains, desperately trying to recall if there was any similar situation in his two years of planting experience that matched the current symptoms of this Fire Dragon Grass.

  Is there a bug?

  He thought for a moment with some uncertainty, but then placed his hand on the fire dragon grass. Anyway, the "Geng Jin Jue" wouldn't harm spiritual medicine, so it was worth a try.

  Dark golden fine sand poured into Huo Long Cao's body from Zuo Mo's fingers, and his consciousness also entered the interior of Huo Long Cao along with the golden energy.

  Each spiritual grass has a different world inside. The internal of Spiritual Valley is green and misty, while the internal of Fire Dragon Grass is red all over.

  Before he could take a closer look, a chill aura suddenly locked onto his consciousness.

  Zuo Mo's heart was actually at ease, what he feared most was not knowing what the problem was, now that he knew where the problem lay, it would be easy to deal with.

  Anyway, Ge has a strong aura of gold, specializing in killing all kinds of pests!

  A group of silver beetles slowly crawling inside the body of a fire dragon grass.

  Their breath was not strong, not as cruel and violent as the aphids he encountered for the first time. Zuo Mo felt slightly relieved. His "Geng Jin Secret" level was limited, if there were any formidable insects, then he would be not only helpless but also in danger.

  Expel the fierce golden energy, and rush towards this group of silver armored beetles.

  The silver beetles seemed unperturbed, continuing to gnaw at the stalks in front of them with abandon.

  Geng Jin Qi's aura was like a golden cloud, quickly surrounding the silver beetles. Zu Mo felt at ease in his heart, believing that the battle would be settled soon. Geng Jin Qi's power had increased significantly compared to before, and he was full of confidence.

  A stick of incense time had passed, and sweat began to appear on Zuo Mo's forehead.

  He's in trouble.

  No matter how he urged the Geng Jin Qi Mang, these silver beetles remained unmoved! He could clearly sense that the unstoppable Geng Jin Qi Mang was being blocked and couldn't advance an inch. These sharp Geng Jin Qi Mang, like golden steel sand, couldn't even leave a scratch on these silver beetles.

  What a hard shell!

  It's indeed three treasures, even the insects inside have become more vicious, leaving me with tears to cry but none to shed.

  Geng Jin Qi's only means of dealing with pests, and another fellow in the door who reached the second layer on Geng Jin Jue is still lying in bed.

  What can be done about it?

  Sweat broke out on his forehead more urgently, and he grew increasingly anxious in his heart. Wei Sheng had pointed to it as the foundation, so he mustn't let any accidents happen under his own hands!

  Just as Zuo Mo was at a loss, Pu Yao suddenly appeared: "Heh heh, you can't even deal with a small Silver Horned Bug, yet you also want to become a Spirit Plant Husband?"

  Zuo Mo looked at Pu Yao with some doubt: "Do you have a way?"

  Before Pu Yao could speak, he rolled his eyes: "You have a way, I won't ask you."

  His previous painful experience told him that he must never think of taking advantage of the Pú Yāo, or he would die a terrible death. However, in his heart, he secretly remembered the name "Silver Horned Bug" and thought to himself, when can I go investigate and see if I can find any information about the Silver Horned Bug.

  Pu Yao didn't seem to be annoyed, the corners of his mouth curved into a shallow arc, and his blood-red right eye narrowed slightly: "Hehe, you're really making people sad! Hmm, doesn't that Shifu of yours have some basic sword techniques in that jade slip he gave you? You can try using those techniques to stimulate the Geng Jin Qi Mang."

  "Is this okay?" Zuo Mo was taken aback.

  "You'll know if you try." The Pú Yāo dropped a sentence and disappeared instantly.

  The pao you is very abnormal today! Very abnormal!

  Although he didn't have much contact with Pu Yao, Zuo Mo couldn't see through his depth, but he understood that this guy was absolutely not a good person. Today, however, he suddenly had a great kindness, which was unusual, absolutely unusual! However, the only thing he could think of was that it was unusual, and as for why it was unusual, he thought about it for half a day and still couldn't figure it out.

  This issue was quickly set aside by him, and how to solve these silver locusts is the most important thing at present. He also half believed and half doubted what Pu said.

  The sword formulas recorded in the jade slip given by Wei Sheng's senior brother were all some of the most basic sword formulas, and there was nothing too profound about them. Even Zuo Mo, who had never practiced sword formulas before, could understand them very easily.

  Use sword intent to urge on the Geng Jin Qi Mang?

  He sat on the ground, lost in thought.

  After a while, he suddenly jumped up, and the dark golden Gangjin aura appeared at his fingertips. The Gangjin aura was like a cloud of gold sand, slowly rotating, it was really beautiful. The Gangjin aura suddenly churned restlessly, its volume shrinking rapidly, and after a moment, it condensed into a small dark golden sword the size of a grain of rice.

  It's actually flattering to call it a small sword, it's more like a thin golden slice that has been flattened by golden rice grains.

  But Zuo Mo didn't care about this. He had only seen a few flying swords in his life, and his imagination was rather poor in this aspect.

  With one move and one style, following the sword formula in Yu Jian, he quickly felt the benefits of his enhanced divine consciousness, and he was able to easily manipulate the small sword.

  Back and forth, it's just a few moves, he'll be practicing soon enough.

  Re-entering the Fire Dragon Grass body, the Silver Horned Worm continued to gnaw on the internal stem of the Fire Dragon Grass. Zuo Mo didn't greet it and directly struck with his sword!

  Ding!

  The motionless silver insect quivered, and sparks burst forth from its silver shell!

  It's a show! Zuo Mo was overjoyed!

  One sword meets another, following Wei Sheng's jade manual of sword techniques, Left Mo Han's hand doesn't soften.

  Ding ding ding ding!

  The silver beetle's shell was incredibly hard, sparks flying everywhere, but still no cracks appeared. But to Zuo Mo, the silver beetle was a target that wouldn't fight back, no matter how sturdy it was, just a target!

  Zuo Mo suddenly forgot himself, the stiff and awkward sword moves also gradually became smooth, the power of the small golden sword also began to gradually reveal itself.

  Ding!

  The sound is completely different from before, and a crack has been cut on the silver corner of the insect's shell!

  Zuo Mo was already somewhat fatigued, using the sword scripture to urge on the Golden Sword Essence was much more exhausting than usual. Moreover, it required a higher level of spiritual consciousness, if not for his previous breakthrough in "Fetal Breathing Spiritual Cultivation", his spiritual consciousness would not have been enough to accomplish this step.

  Finally broke through the silver corner worm's defense line, Zuo Mo's spirit was greatly lifted, and he chopped frantically with his head down.

  Ding ding ding!

  The silver corner worm finally couldn't bear it, and with a muffled bang, it suddenly burst open in all directions.

  You're looking for trouble!

  Zuo Mo gazed at the corpse of the Silver Horned Bug with a look of disdain. However, his consciousness fluctuated wildly and he hastily retreated from the Fire Dragon Grass. The consumption of his spiritual energy was enormous, so he quickly sat down cross-legged to recover his spiritual energy.

  The recovery of spiritual energy was quick, but the consumption of divine consciousness had not been replenished. Wanting to recover his divine consciousness, he could think of only one method, which was "Fetal Breathing Cultivation".

  Is this the purpose of the White Bone Demon?

  He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. As his gaze fell on the Fire Dragon Grass in front of him, he struggled for a brief moment before deciding to eliminate these few Silverhorn Bugs first.

  This was the first time he had operated "Fetal Breath Refining Spirit" since breaking through to One Breath. Almost as soon as he sat down, a breath circulated inside his body, and an unprecedented numbness spread from the deepest part of his bones, making him feel like he was floating on air.

  His heart was calm and peaceful, like a void. It wasn't until then that he discovered a new star had appeared in the void of his mind. The star didn't shine brightly, it was even somewhat dim, its light overpowered by the vibrant flames dancing wildly in his mind, which he usually didn't notice.

  Illusion?

  It's definitely not bad at all.

  With an additional star, the sea of knowledge turned into a sea of fire, but this change did not bring him much difference.

  After waking up from meditation, Mo's mind was clear and refreshing. After checking again, his consciousness seemed to have increased a bit more. He felt both happy and worried, as the strengthening of his consciousness was a good thing, but the lesson from last time's sudden breakthrough still lingered in front of him.

  After annihilating these few silver locusts, I absolutely cannot practice anymore!

  He warned himself in his heart. The extremely comfortable feeling just now made him involuntarily infatuated, but also made him deeply vigilant. What is delicious may not be fish soup, it may also be poison. The abnormality of the Pú Yāo also made him feel that the possibility of this being poison was very great.

  Zuo Mo's efficiency greatly increased as he gradually grasped the trick, and his sword moves became even more ruthless. The Silver Horned Bug, which he had previously been unable to defeat, was now easily beheaded with just three or five strikes of his sword!

  Zuo Mo felt extremely pleased and satisfied, but he still remained rational and didn't overdo it.

  After beheading the silver-horned worm of the fire dragon grass, it immediately presents a thriving vitality. Zuo Mo also discovered a rule that as long as the natural enemies inside the plant are killed, their corpses would become the best fertilizer.

  For several days in a row, he guarded the fire dragon grass, fearing something unexpected would happen.

  That day, he came to Cold Mist Valley as usual.

  What's this?

  His gaze fell on the fire dragon grass, a small red fruit the size of a grain of rice. The small fruit was previously emerald green and had now turned bright red. However, with his meager knowledge of spiritual medicine, it was difficult to determine whether this small fruit was a fruit or a seed.

  However, whether it's the fruit or the seeds, they all indicate that this Fire Dragon Grass is growing well, which is a good thing. What he's most worried about is that this Fire Dragon Grass won't adapt to the local water and soil, or its quality will drop, then he'll have no face to see Wei Sheng Shixiong again.

  For several days, he carefully tended to the fire dragon grass. The fire dragon grass was a typical yang spirit medicine, suitable for use with the "Chi Yan Jue". Every day, Mo would not forget to cast it a few times, and its leaves were becoming more and more crimson, while the small fruit, which was originally the size of a grain of rice, had grown to the size of a soybean, and its color was gradually deepening. Everything was going well until Wei Sheng, his senior brother, came knocking on his door.