A small casual cultivator!

"Lihuo Sword!"

Lu Luan concentrated his mind, his hands kept moving, and the light on the Lihuo Sword became brighter and brighter!

"go with!"

With two fingers pointing forward, the long sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed at the baboon. Although the power of flying the sword in the air was not as great as holding it in the hand, it was still enough with its sharpness.

Sure enough, the long sword was like a giant needle, constantly stabbing the mandrill. Although it did not cause any serious damage, the physical pain was enough to make it suffer.

With the golden light protecting them, even the mandrills couldn't do anything to them.

They fought for a while, and finally the mandrill roared unwillingly, stared at the two of them coldly, and then jumped onto the cliff next to it. It was very agile and soon disappeared from sight.

"Huh...huh..."

The two men finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it leave, and sat on the ground with fear on their faces, especially the old man, whose face was already pale, due to being frightened and also due to excessive consumption of true energy.

Lu Luan opened his hands, took out a small bottle, and dripped a few drops into his mouth. There was rock saliva in it, which could quickly restore his true energy.

"What are you eating?"

The old man looked at him eagerly.

"Good stuff." Lu Luan put the bottle away, then stretched out his hand and asked, "Brother, where is the remaining half of the magic technique?"

"Take it."

The old man did not regret it and threw him a jade pendant.

"Thank you." Lu Luan thanked him and immediately checked the information inside after taking it.

After a while, seeing the old man sitting on the ground in a dejected state, he thought for a while, then opened his hand, took out something and handed it to him, saying, "Take this thing, and recover some of your true energy first."

In the eyes of the old man, Lu Luan was the kind of villain who would eat people without leaving any bones. He looked at the bottle with a very strange look. After taking it and taking a look, he asked in surprise: "Rock saliva?"

Lu Luan nodded: "Well, although it's not a very good thing, the effect of restoring true energy is still good."

"Thanks."

The old man also thanked him, then dropped a few drops into his mouth. Soon, his face became rosy again.

Then the two of them walked out together.

On the way, Lu Luan couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "Brother, this magic is very good, where did you get it?"

The old man first recalled for a moment, then said: "I got it earlier when I was in a dangerous place, but due to an accident, I have never practiced it, so I kept it. Sigh, looking back on the past, I was a strong man of the sixth level of Qi Refining, and I used spirit stones for cultivation. Now..."

"Sixth level of Qi Refining? What are you doing now?"

Lu Luan looked at him in surprise. His cultivation level was even higher than that of his own master.

"Ah," the old man sighed, as if he had touched upon something sad. His face suddenly became ten years more decadent. After a moment, he said with a vicissitudes of life in his eyes:

"When I was young, I met a girl who liked to wear peach blossom branches on her head. She was very beautiful and cute. I thought she was the confidant and lover of my life. Who would have thought that after I spared no effort to help her break through the realm, she turned around and threw herself into the arms of a young master from an aristocratic family. I was regarded as a thorn in the eye and was severely injured. I barely managed to survive, but in the end my realm regressed and ended up in this situation. I regret it so much."

"Hey……"

Lu Luan sighed inwardly, he never knew that this old man had such a tear-jerking past.

But just when he felt very sympathetic towards him, the old man suddenly held his hands with tears in his eyes, looked at him, and said with a sob: "Brother, look at me so pitiful, can you give me some more of that thing just now?"

"roll!"

Lu Luan kicked him, and the slight sympathy he had just felt disappeared in an instant. This old bastard was obviously making up some stories to take advantage of him.

"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Why do you want to do that?"

The old man got up from the ground, brushing the dust off his body and cursing.

……

"Brother, I'll take my leave now."

The two men came to the front of the mountain. Lu Luan looked up at the sun, then bowed and said, "The spiritual herbs are becoming less and less, so they have to act separately."

"Get lost! How dare you bully a 70- or 80-year-old old man like me?"

The old man wished he would get out of here as soon as possible.

Lu Luan smiled, turned around and disappeared behind the hillside.

……

……

Three hours later.

On a certain mountain peak.

"Another spiritual herb!"

Lu Luan took out a small grass from the crack of the stone with a smile on his face.

Looking at the bulging storage bag, his smile grew wider.

After being here for so long, he has already harvested more than two hundred spiritual herbs. The feeling of picking spiritual herbs until his hands are tired is like flying in the clouds.

"Hurry up, kid, this area belongs to us!"

Just as he continued searching, a shouting voice came from the bottom of the mountain. Lu Luan looked back and saw three big men. After taking a quick look, he found that they were all at the second level of Qi Refining.

At first glance, they were all inferior spiritual roots or even fake spiritual roots. In the world of casual cultivators, it was too common to see people who could only reach the second or third level of Qi Refining in their entire lives.

Lu Luan is now at the third level of Qi Refining. Although his spiritual roots cannot be said to be outstanding, they are definitely not bad.

"Didn't you hear that?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, the people below shouted angrily.

"What if I don't?" Lu Luan asked playfully.

Most of the outlying areas have been searched, so now we have time to mark the territory.

At the top of the hill where Lu Luan was now, one could see that there were many spiritual herbs growing on it.

"superior."

Seeing that he didn't leave, several people climbed up without saying anything and soon surrounded him.

"Boy, listen to me. You can't beat us alone. Since you are young and ignorant, we don't want the spiritual herbs you found. Go quickly."

A man holding a long knife walked up to him and roared at him, and it seemed that he wanted to scare him away.

"Interesting," Lu Luan was a little surprised. It seemed that these three brothers were not bad-hearted. After all, such people were rare in the world of independent cultivators. If it were someone else, not to mention killing him, he would definitely be robbed of everything.

"Three brothers, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person," after he finished speaking, his mind moved, and the long sword floated on a man's neck.

"magic weapon!"

Several people's eyes popped out of their heads in shock, and then they reacted immediately.

"Little brother, spare my life. I have old people and young children to take care of..."

Feeling the sharp blade against his skin, the man was so frightened that he knelt down, kowtowed and begged.

"Little brother, we were wrong. Please forgive my third brother. We will give you all the spiritual herbs."

As expected, birds of a feather flock together. The two men were loyal and did not run away after knowing they were no match for him. Instead, they hurriedly handed the storage bag to him. Even the lowest-level storage bag was precious, and the three of them shared one.

Lu Luan took one and looked at it, and immediately showed disdain on his face, because there were only eleven or twelve plants in the storage bag. He looked at it with disdain and put it away, saying: "For the sake of the spiritual herbs, let's go."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

The three of them saluted hastily, then quickly ran away without a trace. They were frightened and heartbroken, and regretted so much that they almost slapped themselves in the face.

These spiritual herbs were not too much for Lu Luan, but for these casual cultivators at the second stage of Qi Refining, they were already a considerable fortune.

Looking at the wrinkled storage bag in his hand with almost no internal space, Lu Luan couldn't help but smile. This was why he stayed in the periphery. If he went to the center, he would be nothing and be manipulated by others.

Then he continued his search.

……

"Brother Zhou, this formation is too strong."

In the cave, the seven people kept casting spells at the tree monster.

After a fierce battle, although everyone was injured, all the roots of the tree monster were chopped off, and the rest of its body hid in the green light shield and dared not come out.

This light shield is its last resort and is a formation.

Senior Brother Zhou was a little embarrassed at this time, no longer as elegant and carefree as when they first met, and replied: "My fellow junior brothers and sisters, this formation is based on its own core. It has been shedding leaves non-stop, which means it is about to die."

At this time, the tree demon was surrounded by fallen leaves.

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

Feeling his body becoming increasingly empty, the tree demon began to roar in fear.

"Kill them all? Monsters are monsters. As immortal cultivators, our duty is to slay monsters and protect the people. Once you monsters get out, you will definitely bring disaster to the people!"

Senior Brother Zhou sneered, looking righteous.

"Don't you just want my tree heart? I'll give it to you!"

The tree demon finally compromised and roared in despair.

"stop!"

Senior Brother Zhou's eyes were filled with excitement, and he immediately signaled the people behind him to stop attacking.

"If you had cooperated earlier, you would have suffered less physical pain. A monster is a monster, stupid." Senior Brother Zhou taunted as he walked forward and said, "Hand over the tree heart."