The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han dug up a tricolor grass with very good spiritual charm and put it in his pocket, then stood up with a smile on his face.

This spiritual plant should be worth at least tens of thousands of immortal stones.

Then she suddenly thought of a question: why, after practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years and becoming an existence that the cultivators in the lower world looked up to, why was she still worrying about money?

Am I born to be poor?

A cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm and a fifth-grade talisman master, he dug up a spiritual herb worth tens of thousands of immortal stones and felt very happy. What went wrong?

She didn't know if there were any Taoist priests like Tianjizi in the fairy world, otherwise she would have to ask for a fortune telling to see if she was really born to be poor.

After sighing for a while, he shook his head and continued searching for valuable things.

It was not until nightfall that Xiao Han took out the magic weapon house from a flat area in the valley, set up a warning magic array around it, and then took Badou in to rest.

This magic house was given to her by Shui Wuhen when she was in the lower world. Although its value in the fairy world is similar to thatched hut, it is still more comfortable and cleaner than living in a cave.

Since he had nothing to do, Xiao Han placed a sunstone in the room and took out the spiritual herbs he had found during the day and sorted them out one by one.

Croton hopped around, glanced at the spiritual herbs, and asked, "Master, aren't there any edible spiritual fruits growing here?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "If there were any, I would have asked you to come down and eat them. Don't worry, there's nothing here. I'll buy some for you when we get back."

Badou immediately flattered him, saying, "Master is the best."

At this moment, the sound of fighting suddenly came from not far outside the magic house.

Xiao Han waved her hand, and all the spiritual herbs on the ground were immediately collected into the storage bracelet. Then she flashed out of the magic weapon house.

At this moment, the fighting figures were already coming over here.

Xiao Han looked over and saw two Earthly Immortal cultivators fighting: a middle-aged cultivator and a young cultivator who hadn't even grown a beard yet.

Seeing that it was a cultivator one major realm lower than her, Xiao Han immediately felt relieved. Then, after immediately releasing the pressure of the Golden Immortal Realm, she shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Really, she, a poor Golden Immortal, can’t even find peace when she’s cleaning up the spiritual herbs.

Did he want to come to her door and let her rob him?

The two monks who were fighting each other to the death were stunned. The young monk in the Earthly Immortal Realm immediately shouted, "Senior, please save me!"

Xiao Han suddenly remembered the time when Shui Wuhen blackmailed the half-demon Liu Ruyan in the Abyss of the Heavenly Prison. His expression immediately changed, and he said with a smile, "What's the benefit of saving you?"

The young monk probably didn't expect that a Golden Immortal Realm monk would say this.

But he thought that he was at the end of his strength. If this senior in the Golden Immortal Realm had not lent a hand, he would have died here.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, I am willing to give you a treasure I got here."

Xiao Han's eyes suddenly lit up and he said "OK" with a smile.

The middle-aged monk's expression changed instantly.

He thought Xiao Han was going to attack him, so he said, "Senior, I am also willing to give you what I have gained here. I only ask that you show some mercy."

Xiao Han had never intended to take his life, and his eyes suddenly lit up again.

Emma, ​​the benefits of having a high level of cultivation have finally been realized.

She immediately said, "God is merciful. Just put your things down and you can leave."

The middle-aged monk immediately took out seven or eight spiritual herbs with good spiritual charm from his storage ring.

Xiao Han thought to himself, I'm not robbing them, they came to me and offered it to me voluntarily.

She rolled up the spiritual grass and said casually, "Okay, you can go now."

The middle-aged monk immediately flew out of the valley.

It was not until the man disappeared that Xiao Han looked at the young monk.

"Where's your treasure?"

The young monk hurriedly took out an egg that was as big as a basketball and of unknown origin and held it in front of Xiao Han.

Xiao Han looked at the pink-shelled egg and asked in surprise, "What kind of egg is this?"

The young monk shook his head. "I don't know either. The place was in a mess at the time, as if there had been a fierce fight. A mountain rat discovered the egg. It had just taken it out when I saw it and rushed over to grab it."

After a pause, he continued, "This egg hasn't even hatched yet, but the shell is already shrouded in spiritual energy. Clearly, this demonic beast or demonic bird is of a high rank. Many cultivators like to buy eggs like this, hatch them themselves, and contract them into immortal pets."

Xiao Han asked again, "So that person also saw it, and then you two started fighting?"

If the man had collected the eggs earlier, there would definitely not have been a fight.

Sure enough, the young monk nodded, and then said excitedly: "I was the first to discover this egg. He actually wanted to rob it."

Xiao Han didn't care whether the other party was robbing her or not. She was the biggest beneficiary anyway.

He put the egg away and said to the young monk, "Okay, you can leave now."

The young monk was startled, thinking that the middle-aged monk might still be outside not far away, and hurriedly pleaded, "Senior, please protect me for one night. I will not disturb you again tomorrow morning."

Xiao Han thought that he had obtained someone else's treasure and the other party had worked in vain, and in the end he felt embarrassed to drive the person away.

So he said, "Find a place to stay for the night by yourself. If you feel any danger, just call out."

After saying that, he ignored him and took the egg into the magic weapon house.

Badou was still in the house. When he saw her coming in holding an egg, he was immediately surprised and asked, "Master, where did you get this egg?"

Xiao Han didn't answer, but asked: "Do you know what kind of egg this is?"

She just asked casually, but Badou said with certainty, "This is a Suzaku egg. I saw it when we were in the Myriad Monsters Mountains and went to play in the Suzaku family's territory."

Xiao Han then remembered that when Yunque was the demon king, because the royal city was near the Suzaku tribe's territory, Badou became familiar with some of the little Suzaku birds.

I lived near the Vermillion Bird tribe for so long, but I had never seen a Vermillion Bird egg. However, when I arrived in the fairyland, I got a Vermillion Bird egg.

Xiao Han asked again: "Can this egg still be hatched?"

Although the egg was surrounded by spiritual energy and should be a living egg, Xiao Han was not familiar with these things and still wanted to ask Badou.

Badou took a look and said with certainty, "It's alive. Moreover, the grade of this Vermillion Bird egg is very high. It should have a strong atavistic bloodline."

The so-called strong ancestral bloodline refers to the royal bloodline of the ancient mythical bird Suzaku.

Xiao Han thought of the demon king Zhu Ling, and wondered where she landed after ascending.

Put the egg into the spirit beast bag, and then continue to sort the spirit herbs.

Xiao Han was in a very happy mood as he got a Vermillion Bird egg and some spiritual herbs for free.

But tonight is destined to be restless.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Han was meditating when he suddenly heard the young monk's terrified cry outside the magic weapon room: "Senior, senior, help me!"