Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Chapter 244 A Mouth That Has Been Blessed

Zhong Lingxin glanced at the fire-catching net and nodded.

The fire-catching net that Zhong Chun refined also contained ice silkworm silk, and it was said to have the same effect.

However, Zhong Chun used enough material, so the fire-catching net he cast was crystal clear.

The fire nets used by these vendors were clearly made with substandard materials.

Seeing that Zhong Lingxin believed him, the rescued cultivator quickly handed her a fire-catching net. After looking around, he whispered, "Fellow Daoist, thank you for saving me. Here, take this fire-catching net. To tell you the truth, I've been running this stall here for ten years, and I know exactly how many times I've caught ice flames. I've discovered a pattern."

This ice flame erupts violently every six months, and it's currently at its most intense.

It should come down in about three months.

"Fellow Daoist, if you wish to capture Ice Flames, it would be best to come back in three months. Although there won't be as many Ice Flames then, it will be relatively safer."

Zhong Lingxin cupped her hands in greeting, placed a storage bag in his hand, took the fire-catching net from his hand, thanked him, and walked forward.

The rescued monk sighed.

In consideration of saving his life, he has already told him everything he knew.

Now, he still wants to move up, and there's nothing he can do about it.

In fact, all the cultivators who sell fire-catching nets know this pattern, but who wouldn't be eager to sell an extra fire-catching net?

Moreover, many cultivators buy dozens or even hundreds of fire-catching tokens to increase their success rate.

Zhong Lingxin believed the rescued monk's words, but she also wanted to get closer to take a look.

Zhong Chun even asked her to get some more volcanic rock for the Nine-Story Pagoda.

She remembered a type of wine made from grapes grown in volcanic ash.

It is said that volcanic ash contains many minerals, making the grapes grown there ideal for winemaking.

She has a few wine recipes and wants to brew some fine wine.

Imagine yourself playing the melodious piano, with Huanhuan's husky mezzo-soprano singing along, and Ping'an and An'an dancing with you.

That scene would definitely warrant a big toast.

The further up the mountain you go, the fewer people there are setting up stalls.

The temperature in the air was getting higher and higher. It was no longer as cool as it was at the foot of the mountain. It felt a bit like being in a sauna, with steam rising all around.

Many green broad-leaved plants have already grown on the ground.

This is a typical humid climate in the south.

Looking up, you can already see black smoke rising from the mountaintop.

Occasionally, dark red flames would flash beneath the black smoke.

Many cultivators have set up camp on this mountainside, and magical artifact huts can be seen everywhere.

Groups of two or three cultivators chatted and laughed outside the magic treasure hut.

When they saw Zhong Lingxin walk over, they only glanced up at her before continuing their conversation.

There are simply too many cultivators like Zhong Lingxin who are curious about the beauty of volcanoes.

Even more so, those cultivators with fire spirit roots, who were closer to the crater, had all set up defensive formations to cultivate.

We passed by one magical artifact hut after another and a defensive formation after another.

Zhong Lingxin walked at a leisurely pace.

The air around her was getting hotter and hotter, and she couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead.

A cultivator couldn't help but call out to her, "Hey, you little Nascent Soul cultivator, stop walking! Be careful, if the volcano erupts up there, the lava will hit you, and you won't even have time to run away."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bright red light appeared on the mountaintop.

The cultivators all exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly put away their magical treasure houses and defensive formations, and retreated hastily.

Zhong Lingxin followed behind the group of cultivators and retreated rapidly.

Just as they were leaving, a deluge of lava fell from the sky, crashing down on the spot where they had just been standing.

One of the cultivators laughed and scolded the one who had reminded Zhong Lingxin: "You jinx!"

Zhong Lingxin stood beside them and added with a smile, "It's a mouth that's been blessed!"

This remark was very endearing, and everyone laughed.

A cultivator asked Zhong Lingxin, "Fellow Daoist, where are you from? What's your name?"

Zhong Lingxin cupped her hands in greeting and replied, "Tianshui City, Lin Yuansheng, fellow Daoist, what about you?"

The cultivator who asked Zhong Lingxin was extremely easygoing. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, we are destined to meet. My name is Lin Fengxian."

Several more people introduced themselves: Jiang Qiubai, Meng Yusheng…

Zhong Lingxin had met them all.

Those who were also trying to avoid the lava quickly hit it off and started chatting.

The topic quickly turned to ice flames.

Most of the people came for the ice flame.

Unfortunately, several years have passed, and no one has managed to catch the ice flame, though they have spent a lot of money on fire-catching nets.

Chung Ling-hsin laughed and said that she came because she heard about the Ice Flame. She said that if she could catch it, it was fate, and if she couldn't, it was also destiny. She would not complain and would just consider it as an experience.

These words struck a chord with most of the people present.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Several cultivators taught him the techniques for capturing ice flames.

Most of them said the same thing as the man selling fire nets at the foot of the mountain: it will be easier to catch them in another three months.

During this time, you should practice your net-setting speed more and buy a few more nets to prepare.

Another person laughed and said, "I'm too lazy to prepare. I've been fishing for it for years and haven't caught a single one. I almost fell in myself. I'm telling you guys, don't just focus on fishing. I've seen several fellow cultivators fall in and never climb out again. That Ice Flame is really not easy to catch."

Some people laughed and agreed.

They are fire spirit root cultivators, so it's best for them to cultivate nearby; it will be much more effective than cultivating elsewhere.

The red glow at the mountaintop gradually dimmed, indicating that the eruption had ended.

The cultivators rushed back in a swarm.

Each eruption of lava brings out some fire-attribute ores.

These ores are worth quite a few spirit stones.

Zhong Lingxin couldn't run as fast as these cultivators.

When she ran over, all she saw was a trail of lava that was receding from its high temperature.

There was nothing left in the lava.

Zhong Lingxin collected all the lava.

Someone asked, "Fellow Daoist Lin, why are you collecting that thing?"

Zhong Ling didn't even look up, and replied while collecting the herbs, "Planting spiritual herbs? The Fire Phoenix Flower loves lava ash."

Everyone nodded.

However, none of them are good at planting, and they usually only grow some easy-to-grow medicinal herbs.

They simply don't have the energy to cultivate delicate and difficult-to-care-for plants like the Fire Phoenix.

Someone else asked Zhong Lingxin, "Fellow Daoist Lin, what other spiritual herbs can you grow? I'll give you all the ones I have."

Zhong Lingxin quickly cupped her hands in greeting: "That's wonderful, Fellow Daoist Xu. I have the three spiritual roots of metal, wood, and fire, and I grow spiritual herbs of all three attributes. If you have any extra, please share some with me. I will definitely pay the spirit stones due. Or we can exchange them."

Several other cultivators, upon hearing Zhong Lingxin's words, also brought out their own spiritual herbs to trade.

Zhong Lingxin has a nine-tiered pagoda space, so she is not afraid of having many kinds of spiritual herbs and can collect them as much as she can.

Soon, other cultivators joined the ranks of those making the trade.

The hillside became lively.

Some people brought out spirit wine, some brought out spirit fruit, and others brought out plates of dishes they had bought from the restaurant.

Zhong Lingxin also took out her roasted spirit lamb and sat down on the ground with all the cultivators. They ate and drank heartily.