Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 234 Before the Storm (22)

At the moment when Wutong appeared in the world, above the sky.

"This...this is..."

"This thing seems to be..."

"The phoenix phoenix tree, it's actually the phoenix phoenix tree..."

The elders of Yuxu looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time, they attacked several strong Daoists from the Monster Clan at the same time.

Over there, since Wutong appeared in the world, several powerful Daoists from the Yaozu were only stunned for a moment before they came to their senses.

"I said why recently Ba Yan changed his temper, changed from eating meat to being a vegetarian, and let that junior of Yuxu provoke him, so that's how it is."

"Damn Ba Yan, you actually want to eat alone!"

"It deserves to be used as a sharpening stone by that junior Yuxu."

No one is a fool. After seeing Wutong, the previous doubts are all clear.

……

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The innate spiritual root is the same as the innate spiritual treasure, something that can be encountered but not sought.

And Wutong, as the innate spiritual root, is divided into two levels.

Those who have been inhabited by phoenixes and those who have not been inhabited by phoenixes.

The gap between the two, not to mention the world of difference, is also the difference between a ten-year spiritual grass and a thousand-year spiritual grass.

"I said, you old demon, why did you become a turtle with a shrinking head? It turned out to be because of it!"

Zhou Fan looked at Wutong in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Presumably the old demon found this Fengqi sycamore tree in this world, and wanted to secretly move this Fengqi sycamore tree away just to be on the safe side.

It's just that innate spiritual roots are not so easy to transplant, and many complicated methods are involved, so naturally there is no time or effort to pay attention to Zhou Fan, a 'little ant'.

This is the phoenix tree with innate spiritual roots, or the phoenix tree, with unparalleled magical effects.

Now Zhou Fan understood exactly where the venomous gaze came from when the old demon's will dissipated before he left.

The phoenix phoenix tree in front of me has almost been transplanted by the old demon, and the rest is just a few hours of hard work.

Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by him, ruining his good deeds, and now Fengqi Wutong can be transplanted away.

But he didn't expect Zhou Fan to be such a reckless guy. In order not to expose Fengqi Wutong, he had no choice but to fight, until finally he watched Fengqi Wutong pass him by. It was still his baby, and it would no longer belong to him the next moment.

This feeling... Fortunately, this is not in Zhongtian Great World.

Zhou Fan shook his head, thinking that it would be better for him to be more careful when going out in the future, after all, he would be missed by a strong Daoist.

"Stinky boy, what are you still doing in a daze, come on, move this phoenix tree back to Kunlun." An angry voice sounded in Zhou Fan's mind.

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Above the sky.

Countless collisions sounded like firecrackers, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the small world.

Several silhouettes that looked like ancient god kings collided with each other, and the aftermath affected the entire universe. From time to time, large chunks of red round objects fell from the sky, which were drops of blood.

"This is something from my demon clan, Jinghong!" The big man named Duan Chi shouted.

"Treasures in the world are home to those who are virtuous." Jinghong is a middle-aged Taoist with a simple face, white eyebrows and white hair.

"And I, Yuxu, am this virtuous person."

As he said that, the space behind Jinghong suddenly split, and a dozen figures walked out of it.

"...Hmph, shameless..." Duan Chi blushed, turned around and left.

In my heart, I scolded the eight-headed Niaobayan to the eighteenth generation of my ancestors. Because of his small thoughts, he wanted to swallow the Fengqi sycamore alone, which led to the Fengqi sycamore being taken away by the human race. The turtle master said in front of him.

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Kunlun, the top of Yujing Mountain.

"Is this the legendary Fengqi sycamore tree?"

Zhen Depang looked at the tens of feet tall sacred tree in front of him, feeling a little dazzled.

"I heard that the phoenix inhabited by the phoenix tree is the top innate spiritual root in the universe. What kind of luck is this elder brother!" His face was distorted, and the hostages were separated by jealousy, "Why?"

"The wailing of the non-chieftain!" Sitting cross-legged under the sacred tree, Ouhuang Zhou Fan smiled 'coldly' and ignored the fat non-chieftain.

However, he quite agrees with the words of this non-chieftain fat man. His luck is really too good, and he just happens to be stuck at the point where there are still a few hours left in the eight birds.

Could it be that he is the legendary 'Son of Destiny'?Zhou Fan thought about it.

It has been several days since Zhou Fan returned to Kunlun, and it took three hours of hard work to move the Fengqi sycamore back to Kunlun.

As for what happened after that, Zhou Fan is not very clear, but he heard that the small world has been completely destroyed now, and is on the way to return to the ruins.

"Elder brother!" Zhen Depang rubbed his hands and came to Zhou Fan with a smile on his face.

"Look, look, this phoenix phoenix tree is so big, what kind of leaves, flowers, fruits, etc..." Zhen Depang's voice became smaller and smaller, and under Zhou Fan's indifferent gaze, he moved one step at a time It's gone.

"Ma'am, I'm going to retreat soon. I'll trouble you to watch this Fengqi Wutong. I guess that fat man may not give up yet." Zhou Fan told his wife beside him.

He fought against the eight-headed bird's "will to join the Dao Realm" that day, and he has loosened the bottleneck of breaking through to the "forbidden pass".

After returning to Kunlun, after recuperating for so many days, it was time for a breakthrough.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother doesn't have the guts, he's just talking." Tu Mengmei smiled lightly.

Zhou Fan also knew that the fat man meant it, but he was afraid that this non-chieftain fat man would make a mistake one day. You must know that the Fengqi sycamore had just changed to another environment, and it took him a lot of effort to transplant the Fengqi sycamore. On his own Yujing Mountain, Zongmen also helped a lot.

It's still unstable now, if this fat man breaks a branch carelessly, he won't have a place to cry.

"One more thing, I plan to take Chisong as my disciple after I leave the customs." Zhou Fan hesitated for a while and said.

The flow of time in the small world is different from that of the Zhongtian big world. He has been in the small world for nearly ten years, but only two years have passed in the Zhongtian big world.

In the past two years, his intention to accept Chisong as a disciple has spread, but Yuxu has no opinion inside.

It's just outside, although he is busy breaking through the 'forbidden barrier' in the small world and has no time to pay attention to the outside affairs, but he can guess what kind of disturbance will be caused.

The bloody feud between the human race and the monster race began in ancient times and continues to this day. A disciple of the Holy Land of the human race like Zhou Fan accepted a monster race as a disciple. Zhou Fan can be said to have set a precedent.

Fortunately, it was in Yuxu. If there were people in other holy lands who accepted Yaozu as disciples, they would have already been blocked by various forces of the human race, and maybe even the ancestral hall of the human race in Zhongzhou would come to intervene.

"Husband." Tu Mengmei held Zhou Fan's hand and faced him with a smile, without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)