I dominate the cultivation world by relying on good pregnancy

As time passed, the spiritual fluid in Lin Qingqing's dantian was about to overflow, but the intention of forming a pill was still not there. She simply opened her eyes and saw that the others were still meditating and practicing. After thinking for a while, she took out the tentacles from her Qiankun bag.

Thinking of the blood-sucking worms just now, Lin Qingqing's stomach felt churning. It wasn't delicious at all, it was just enough to fill her stomach, and it looked horrible. She took a few bites and swallowed it reluctantly.

As there was still some time for the three spiritual herbs on the top of the mountain to mature, Lin Qingqing skillfully set up a barbecue stall, and soon a very tempting aroma wafted from the air.

The first person to open his eyes was naturally Fu Yifan. He stared at Lin Qingqing with a pair of resentful eyes. The look in his eyes seemed to be saying that the fragrance in the air made it impossible for him to concentrate on absorbing the spiritual liquid.

Lin Qingqing gave him a kind smile in return, handed him a bunch of freshly grilled squid tentacles, and did not forget to tease him:

"As expected of you, Senior Brother Fu. You came right after the grilling was done."

Fu Yifan didn't have time to talk and started to eat voraciously. It turned out that delicious food was the ultimate enjoyment. He could think about cultivation after he was full.

As the aroma became stronger in the air, the others woke up from their meditation one after another. Lin Qingqing suddenly came over and stuffed a skewer of grilled food into their hands. After taking a hesitant bite, they began to eat voraciously.

"What kind of monster is this? It contains a lot of spiritual energy, and it's very chewy and tough when you bite it." Ye Lan asked.

Lin Qingqing shook her head and said, "I don't know either. It's a large monster that lives in the cold pond."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Ye Lan stopped talking and quickly finished the food in his hand.

"The spiritual herbs will be ripe in a quarter of an hour, let's get ready." Rong Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, quickly instructed, and unceremoniously took a string of freshly grilled squid tentacles from Lin Qingqing's hand. Before the other party could attack, he swallowed it in two or three gulps.

Well, good craftsmanship, Rong Zhao thought.

Lin Qingqing didn't say anything. She was going to roast it for Rong Zhao anyway. It would be better if he took it away. She might as well pretend that she didn't prepare any for him, so as not to see that guy's smug look.

After finishing the food in his hand, Rong Zhao suddenly said, "Junior sister, come out for a moment."

Lin Qingqing, whose name was inexplicably called by Rong Zhao, put down the skewers in her hand suspiciously and followed him happily. Unexpectedly, Rong Zhao walked farther and farther away, and the two of them gradually moved away from Fu Yifan and others.

Lin Qingqing asked hesitantly: "Didn't Senior Brother say that the spiritual herbs will soon mature? Where are we going?"

"Walk around."

Although Rong Zhao was walking around, he was actually moving forward with a goal and direction. Lin Qingqing saw him suddenly take out a brand new Qiankun bag and handed it to her.

"Take it."

Lin Qingqing held the Qiankun bag in confusion, and under the guidance of the other party, she arrived at the destination, her eyes were shocked.

It turned out that Rong Zhao, who was in a state of meditation, did not concentrate on practicing meditation, but left out several strands of spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding situation.

In addition to the three seventh-level spiritual herbs on the top of the mountain, there are many other good things in this space. However, most of the cultivators are busy absorbing the rich spiritual energy and guarding these three seventh-level spiritual herbs. They have to give up other good things, which benefit Rong Zhao and Lin Qingqing.

When Lin Qingqing saw a large field of level four spiritual herbs in front of her, she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes and screamed in surprise.

"Oh my God!!!"

Not only was Lin Qingqing busy with her mouth, she also kept picking spiritual herbs with her hands. She felt so happy that Rong Zhao took her out to eat alone.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the air suddenly became turbulent, which was a sign that the seventh-level spiritual grass was about to mature.

"Hurry up." Rong Zhao couldn't help but urge.

Lin Qingqing responded while harvesting, and calmly put everything into her Qiankun bag.

"Walk."

Seeing that she had finished packing, Rong Zhao pulled her towards the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, the sky changed drastically. Looking up, a large dark cloud gathered above the top of the mountain, and rumbling thunder resounded through the sky. The spiritual energy surrounding the snow-capped mountain quickly rushed towards the spiritual grass at the top.

When the monks saw this amazing sight, they were all surprised and started discussing it.

"It's just the seventh-level spiritual grass that matured, why is there such a big commotion?"

"I always feel like something is wrong."

"No matter what's wrong, just grab it!"

While the monks were discussing, Rong Zhao sent a message to Mu Shiyu who was stationed on the mountainside. After receiving the message, the other party immediately stared at Rong Zhao and his companions with wide eyes. He had to spend time digesting the huge amount of information.

Rong Zhao's original words were:

"Don't try to steal those three level seven spiritual herbs. They are just byproducts of the treasures hidden underground. Once they leave the barrier on the top of the mountain, they will become useless grass. However, if you are not afraid of death, you can take advantage of the chaos to loot the equipment dropped by the monks."

In the blink of an eye, the rich spiritual energy on the snowy mountain disappeared without a trace, and was completely absorbed by three spiritual herbs that were about to mature.

At this time, the snow mountain revealed its original appearance. Without the sea of ​​clouds formed by the spiritual energy, it was bare and there was nothing to see.

At the same time, the leader of the blood-sucking worms, the blood-sucking centipede, broke out of the ground, with ill intentions, and seemed to want to share a piece of the pie. Its strength seemed to be stronger than that of the Jindan cultivator, but because its life span was coming to an end, it was over-consuming its cultivation by controlling millions of blood-sucking worms to attack the cultivators. Now it was just good-looking but useless, relying only on its large size, which was not enough to deter the cultivators.