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Chapter 215 Flower Demon in the Mist

Chen Yu looked at the boundless swamp in front of him and didn't care what the legend said.

The spirit puppet maintained his cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and then plunged in.

The water depth in the swamp is mostly between three feet and ten feet, and there are few fish swimming around.

Although the plants are lush, they are not very tall and most of them are crawling on the ground.

A faint white mist rose from the water and the grass, gathering in the sky to form a gray mass.

The formation of this fog is very similar to that of miasma, which is the decay of spiritual plants and animal corpses, mixed with the breath exhaled by poisonous insects.

The difference is that they are confined to one place all year round and are not accompanied by miasma beasts.

Less than half of the sunlight reached the ground, and when I looked up I could only see the outline of the sun.

The obstruction of spiritual consciousness had no effect on him, and it easily spread to a hundred miles away, and all the monsters in the swamp could not escape.

But other interlopers don't have such an advantage.

In this place full of murderous intent, the fighting between monsters is even more brutal.

In addition, the extremely harsh terrain also has a certain impact on the strength of the monks, and the sudden attacks are particularly deadly.

Not long after, Chen Yu took out the spirit-hunting disk again and had a lot of fun searching for treasure in the fog.

It is true that this place is sparsely populated, and it is also true that there are many kinds of spiritual medicine.

And because of the special environment of the swamp area, many spiritual creatures are unique to this place.

After only ten days in the swamp, they discovered as many as forty-two species of spiritual plants.

In addition, there were six ignorant monsters whose materials were worth collecting, and they were also put into his storage bag.

Because the fog here blocked spiritual consciousness, the monsters and beasts fought fiercely.

Therefore, most of them are somewhat blindly confident and will attack without hesitation when they see a monk.

The search range of the spirit-seeking disk is three hundred miles, so Chen Yu doesn't have to worry too much.

The deeper you go into the swamp, the higher the quality of the elixirs become, but there are more duplicates.

With the jade dew of nature, age is not a problem, more species are valuable.

Hmm? Chen Yu, who was originally a little uninterested, suddenly brightened up.

This thing is about 12 feet tall and has a huge flower disk on top.

The two leaves are hard and thick with serrated edges.

It is said to be a spiritual plant, but it can move freely and has the mentality of a plant. Is it a flower demon?

When he got to about fifteen feet away, the thing finally noticed the uninvited guest.

Then it suddenly opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards the spirit puppet at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Yu stayed quietly where he was, ready to wait for it to come closer before holding it in his palm.

Suddenly, a voice came from a distance, and the flower demon's movements froze.

A handsome young man was riding a monster and rushing over.

The monster is ferocious and majestic, with a body and fur like a bear.

The four soles of the feet are broad and flat, like the webbed feet of a duck.

The fine hair does not get wet, making it suitable for walking in swamps.

He came to about three feet in front of Chen Yu, bowed slightly, and said:

"Please forgive me, senior. Please forgive me, senior. This is the fog monster I raised. I have no intention of offending you."

Then he scolded his pet, "You are so ignorant and arrogant. Come back and apologize to the senior."

The Taoist's face was younger than Chen Yu's, and his bone age was not very old, only thirty-seven years old.

His cultivation is top-notch among young people, having already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

There are two miniature flower fairies standing on the shoulders, with two emerald green leaves swaying.

Although she has no facial features, she gives people a sense of refinement.

It shyly placed its flower disk on the ground, with a few leaves supporting the ground as if it was prostrating itself.

The spirit puppet looked at the little demon with interest but said nothing.

The Taoist felt somewhat anxious as the other party's ninth level of Qi Refining cultivation was clearly revealed.

Moreover, he was able to cross the vast swamp to come here. If he attacked me, I would definitely not be his opponent.

But the fog demon is practicing with his life at stake, so he will never give up easily.

Ling Kui then said, "It's not a big deal, Daoist friend, you acted just in time."

The fog demon took this opportunity to shrink to half a foot tall and timidly returned to its master's shoulder.

The Taoist heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, but he was still not out of danger.

"I was not a good caretaker and offended you unintentionally. If you don't mind, I will go back to the sect and fetch a gift to show my appreciation."

He also hinted that he had the support of his master and was not a helpless cultivator.

If you encounter a cultivator whose level of cultivation is unknown and whose purpose is unknown, the best option is to find an elder to help.