The splashing blood was blocked by the barrier. Although he couldn't smell anything, the visual impact still made Song Yizhi feel nauseated.
However, Song Yizhi didn't care about the nausea, the blood in the blood pool was drained, and the things at the bottom of the pool were exposed.
"There's something." Afraid that Rong Yueyuan wouldn't see it, Song Yizhi tugged on his sleeve and pointed to the bottom of the pool.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and waved, and the things at the bottom of the pool floated outside the barrier.
That piece... the thing looks very much like a lotus root, except that the lotus root is pink, while the thing in front of me is completely dark red.
Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes and said uncertainly, "Lotus root?"
This..., how can any lotus root be dark red?
"Like..." Rong Yueyuan wasn't sure what kind it was.
Looking at Rong Yueyuan and not sure what species it was, Song Yizhi looked at the person in surprise.
The look in Song Yizhi's eyes clearly said, 'You don't know either?'
If you can, you can, and if you can't, you can't. What's there to hide?
It will be much easier to accept your shortcomings and make peace with the things you are not good at.
"Be careful." Rong Yueyuan warned.
Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything when he saw this. He started to talk about the soul search results, "According to these demon cultivators, that section of lotus root is called blood lotus root."
Song Yizhi held the bamboo pole with both hands and continued to stir the mud.
Everyone has his own strengths and weaknesses, and he is not omnipotent.
Rong Yueyuan simply blocked her sense of smell.
Looking at the thick, dark red and black blood on the ground, Song Yizhi jumped up and down on the slightly clean floor.
Sure enough, he was still the familiar cultivator.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan's lack of movement, Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced.
The bottom of the pool was illuminated, and Song Yizhi could see clearly.
Song Yizhi responded, nodded and continued to search for seeds in the mud.
Song Yizhi stirred up the mud and said to Rong Yueyuan, "The demon cultivator should be here by now, searching for souls?"
It seemed that Song Yizhi wanted to rummage around to see if there was anything else in the mud.
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's face that was gradually becoming colder, and silently thought about what Rong Yueyuan had found?
Suddenly, the bamboo pole encountered resistance, and Song Yizhi withdrew his gaze.
Ye Mo, who was on the other side of the communication talisman, suddenly stood up and said urgently, "Where are you now?"
Song swung the bamboo pole and threw the roots to the edge of the blood pool.
"I want to wait and see if there are any other demon cultivators." Rong Yueyuan said warmly.
"bump!"
Is it really just come one and get one free?
However, this kind of self-indulgence should not be caused by oneself.
After searching the souls one by one, the seriously injured demon cultivator died immediately.
This demonic cultivator's cultivation level is not low, and his attack was aimed at Song Yizhi. Either he came to Song Yizhi, or he came to the lotus root. No matter why he came, he probably wouldn't be acting alone.
Song Yizhi responded.
seed?
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's peaceful look and raised his eyebrows.
Walking to the edge of the blood pool, Song Yizhi bent down and leaned out most of his body to take a look.
Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "Maybe I don't know Lingzhi as well as you do."
If you can find the seeds, you should be able to figure out what this is.
"These demon cultivators only know that the blood lotus root is very important. Their mission is to take away the blood lotus root at all costs. As for what the blood lotus root and blood lotus seeds are and what their effects are, wait until I ask." Rong Yueyuan finished.
Then he took out the communication symbol.
Looking at the bunch of roots hanging on the bamboo pole, Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi.
Unexpectedly, Rong Yueyuan could express his shortcomings so calmly.
Rong Yueyuan moved his hand, and his spiritual power flew out.
Looking at the demon cultivators tied up on the ground, Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly.
After a quick glance, Song Yizhi inserted the bamboo pole into the mud and continued to search.
Suddenly, a ray of demonic energy flew from the dark place and hit Song Yizhi's fatal point.
Song Yizhi withdrew his gaze and continued to play with the mud...oh no, he continued to look for things.
Song Yizhi was poked and tilted his head.
"Isn't it a kind of practice to reconcile with one's shortcomings?" Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and poked Song Yizhi's head.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and raised his sleeves.
If Rong Yueyuan thought, this wave of demon cultivators did not act alone.
The spiritual power intercepts the magic power, and after the two are offset, the remaining spiritual power flies towards the direction from which the demonic energy came at extremely fast speeds.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand, his large black cloak fell to the ground, and the demon cultivator's face appeared in his sight.
Rong Yueyuan fell into silence, looking at his face, there was a hint of solemnity.
After three breaths, Ye Lone fell from the sky.
After a while, the seriously injured demon cultivator was tied up.
Rong Yueyuan responded and immediately raised his hand to perform the secret.
Song Yizhi said, "Seeds."
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi and saw that she was holding her nose in one hand and holding a bamboo pole in the other.
His figure flashed to Rong Yueyuan's side, stretched out his hand and said urgently, "Where is the blood lotus root?"
Rong Yueyuan responded.
She pressed the bamboo pole down and lifted up the things in the mud.
After putting away the box, Rong Yueyuan immediately stood next to Song Yizhi, watching her stirring the mud with a bamboo pole, and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Rong Yueyuan took out a jade box and put the lotus root-like thing into the box.
"You didn't smell it, that smell..." Song Yizhi said, before returning to Rong Yueyuan's question, "That lotus root-like thing should have been specially cultivated by the Jiang family. Since it was specially cultivated, it should be able to
There are seeds.”
A smile appeared on Song Yizhi's face, "Found it!"
Song Yi didn't even lift his branches, holding a bamboo pole and lowering his head to stir the mud. He looked like a child focused on playing in the mud.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and the barrier disappeared.
Song Yizhi sniffed, and then he came back to life after smelling nothing.
The communication symbol instantly dimmed.
Rong Yueyuan realized that the blood lotus roots and blood lotus seeds might be of great importance, he said, "Xuzhou Lotus Town Jiang Family."
She took out a bamboo pole from her storage bag and stuck it into the mud at the bottom of the pond, stirring it around.
"The blood lotus root is not important, the important thing is the blood lotus seeds." Rong Yueyuan said.
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and met Song Yizhi's gaze, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yueyuan took out the box and handed it to Ye Mo.
"Put the barrier away and I'll go over and take a look." Song Yizhi said.
Maybe he felt that he couldn't see clearly, so Song Yizhi took out a luminous pearl, and then used his spiritual power to send some of the luminous pearl down.
Blood lotus root?
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan curiously.
Rong Yueyuan contacted Ye Mo and told him about the blood lotus roots and blood lotus seeds.
Seeing the mud flying up and about to splash onto Song Yizhi, Rong Yueyuan waved his hand to build a barrier.
Blood lotus seeds? What is this?
Song Yizhi had a question mark on his face.
If it’s not because of yourself, then it’s because of that lotus root?
Song Yizhi's eyes fell on the immobile demon cultivator, "Don't you want to search for souls?"
A very common, very ordinary face.
Ye Mo opened the box and looked at the piece of blood lotus root in the box. His pupils shrank and his breathing stagnated slightly.
What a bloody lotus root!
"Blood lotus root is not a natural treasure of heaven and earth. It is a ninth-grade spiritual plant cultivated by humans!" Ye Mo looked at Rong Yueyuan and tightened his grip on the box. "Blood lotus root is highly poisonous.
You will definitely die! No Mahayana monk can resist the poison of blood lotus root!"
Rong Yueyuan's eyes changed slightly.
A poison that even Mahayana monks cannot resist?
No wonder these demon cultivators are trying to bring back the blood lotus roots one after another!