"A mere casual cultivator dares to snatch things from the Zhengmeng League! Why don't you retreat quickly?!"
"Joke, is your name written here?"
"Treasures of heaven and earth, those who are destined to get it, don't talk about the bullshit that you come first, even if you don't come first, everyone will use their own methods!"
Zheng Wanwo was in the bushes, watching the two teams of "immortals" scolding and fighting like the soldiers before the battle in the mortal world, and asked curiously: "Grandma, don't they fight?"
"Hit," said Granny Jin, "Wait whoever can't help it first."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan had no intention of helping the Zhengmeng. The Mo Yunzong disciple who led him had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he was not at all as pleasing to the eye as the monkey face he saw in the Xiyu camp.
The most important thing was that she suddenly remembered that this person had come to Yuzhen Building to look for him, with lewd eyes, and while she was serving the dishes, she wanted to take advantage of him, but she directly covered his head with a sixth-order Snowy Arowana.
The two had a fight and were taken to the City Lord's Mansion for mediation.
She put her attention on this densely packed stork tree, her soul consciousness swept over her, and she couldn't help but grimaced:
"Mother-in-law, where is the soul-cultivating wood, have you found it?"
"Did you see the tall, slender man in the black cloak on Sanxiu's side?" Granny Jin said, "It's right behind him."
Zheng Wan quietly landed her soul consciousness on a stork tree behind Slim Gan'er.
At first glance, this stork tree is no different from the others. It is the same height and strong, with ten finger-like leaves stretched out toward the sky, and the round tree is rooted straight in the soil——
She used her soul consciousness to search inch by inch from top to bottom, and finally found it near the right heel of the man in black.
Cultivating Soul Wood is parasitic on the root of the stork tree. Its dark brown skin is covered by underground moss. One part is above the soil and the other is under the soil. The only thing that is not quite the same as the body of the stork tree is the bark. As for the texture, stork wood is a big fish scale, and nourishing soul wood is a small fish scale.
If it wasn't for my mother-in-law's advice, I'm afraid it would be useless to look for the bald eyes.
It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, the numb pole moved its heels, and hid the exposed piece of soul-cultivating wood more tightly.
"Three-thousand-year soul-cultivating tree," Granny Jin's voice sounded extremely excited, half crying and half laughing, "there are fine scales on the skin, those who are destined will get it, and those who are destined will get it..."
"Three thousand years?"
Zheng Wan felt that something was wrong.
She took out the map and checked it. According to the map, this place should be a swamp, but according to the posture of the stork tree, it doesn't make sense that the monks who came before didn't find it...
"The reason why the secret realm is a secret realm has its own mystery and mystery. It is rumored that when the black water secret realm was discovered by the city lord of Haoshu City 20,000 years ago, he also discovered the imprint of the Great Sun Immortal Sect, but this matter cannot be verified..."
Granny Jin seems to be lost in memories, "But one thing is for sure, such well-regulated secret realms as the Blackwater Secret Realm are usually rebuilt by the ancient sects to find a small thousand world to train their disciples. Then the secret realm will restore itself, and when it is opened, there will be some differences every time."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan always felt that she had missed some important information.
Great Sun Immortal Sect, Great Sun Immortal Sect...
By the way, on the burnt note she put in the sachet before, there was a place where it said Da Ri Xianzong.
A vague broken memory surfaced, Zheng Wan thought hard for a while, and finally remembered that Cui Wang in the Great Sun Immortal Sect could see an extremely important thing in his life, the Great Sun Immortal Mansion.
And the secret key of the Immortal Mansion of the Great Sun Immortal Sect was obtained in a secret place... Could it be this black water secret place
Zheng Wan's face turned pale from thinking, and the gold bricks fell one by one, without thinking of anything more. Could it be that the secret place is this black water secret place? Thinking about it, it's unlikely.
Cui Wang has no illusions, how can he get in
The two teams in front were still talking to each other, Zheng Wan was idle and bored, and simply converted the value of the next three thousand years of soul-cultivating wood with Yuanshi. The master went to take a look, and the high-ranking monks were blushing because of the piece of wood that grew from the thumb. Just that, it was only two thousand years old.
This piece, the palm is longer.
"When I'm in this state, flesh injuries are the least important, and a pill can rejuvenate; but the injuries that fall on the soul and dantian are the deadliest and hardest to recover—"
Grandma Jin sighed, "I was taken out of my body by that guy, sealed into the mortal world for a moment, and I have been foolish for thousands of years, and finally returned with my soul wisdom, but..."
Maybe it was the soul nourishing wood that stirred up the heart of the mother-in-law. It was the first time that Zheng Wan heard Granny Jin mention the past, and she couldn't help feeling sorry for her. Extracting the soul consciousness from the body, what a cruel method...
"Grandma, who is this person?"
"Who else?! Ziwei Xingjun!"
Grandma Ember said with hatred.
Zheng Wan has a good memory.
That day, when the major sects opened their mountain gates to test their qualifications, she heard from True Monarch Mingyu that there were records in the Xuancang Realm, and there were three enlightened people who succeeded in changing their fate against the sky, and one of them was Ziwei Xingjun...
And this Ziwei Xingjun finally disappeared.
Granny Jin seemed to realize that she had lost her composure, and said angrily:
"Why do you ask so many? Anyway, you will remember that no man in this world is a good thing!"
Zheng Wan was used to Granny Jin's crazy style, so she coaxed:
"Yes Yes Yes… "
At this moment, someone in the two teams who were still fighting with each other suddenly made a move. This move was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The monks who had been restrained copied one after another.
When the Taoist priests started fighting, it was like the fireworks set off on the Ghost Festival in the mortal world, ping-pong-pong, colorful and majestic.
"Hey, do you want to cooperate?"
Zheng Wan was patted on the back.
She was startled, and she subconsciously hit an ice arrow, her soul consciousness passed, and she realized that it was Shu Jin, "Is it you?"
Zheng Wan looked at the other party suspiciously, not believing that she would let someone get close enough to notice it.
Shu Jin touched his nose, and handed over a talisman, a fourth-order hidden energy talisman:
"Hey, put it on."
Zheng Wan: "..."
She took it and stuck it on her body, and sure enough, the vitality that had not been completely restrained just now was suppressed.
"Cooperate with what?"
"Hey, you want to go back on your word after taking my talisman?" Shu Jin put on a soundproof cover, and a pair of spring peach blossom eyes squinted at Zheng Wan, as if she would call someone if she didn't do it, "I don't want to raise a soul tree." , want him-"
"who?"
"Mo Yunzong's monkey face!" Shu Jin snorted angrily, "He, he, his mother dared to tease me! I'm a man!"
Zheng Wan's gaze fell on that gorgeous face that was flushed with anger, and even her eyelids were pink, and she thought, if another woman came over, I'm afraid this complexion would be completely compared to her.
"You are number one on the endless list, and I am number two. If we join forces, who can beat this secret realm?! Besides, you have helped me in the mist, so I, I won't grab the soul-nourishing wood from you, It’s just that you want to help me take down that monkey, okay?!”
"I'll be back, there are people!"
As if to confirm what he said, he waved his hand at Shujin, and a group of men in black appeared between the two groups of people, regardless of which camp, they would beat anyone they saw, like stirring up shit.
"OK!"
Zheng Wan smiled, and while she was speaking, she moved behind the stork tree that had the soul-nourishing tree, and shot it out. Ice Concealment and Illusion are used together, this time it is no longer the iconic ice lotus when she usually fights, but a piece of yellow and wilting leaves—
When the Illusion Art reached the second level, the illusions she could create became more and more vivid.
The fight is in full swing, the wind is blowing and the sand is blowing, and the fallen leaves are colorful. Who cares about these few leaves
And under her cover, Shu Jin also mixed into the battlefield, fighting around in the east and fighting in the west for a while. The gang of the Zhengmeng and the gang of casual cultivators were originally a mob. Have a united mind
near.
Zheng Wan swayed and landed next to the stork wood, bent down to take the soul tree—
Half of her soul consciousness fell on the black-clothed Ma Ganer. For some reason, this man always made her very concerned.
A fireball explodes nearby:
"Someone wants to grab the soul-cultivating wood!"
Zheng Wan raised her head and found Liu Yi looking at her in surprise and anger—fortunately she covered her face.
That was the only thought in her mind.
But a beauty covers her face, she is still a beauty, especially a stunning beauty, her eyes can make people see all kinds of twists and turns, I don't know who said:
"Zheng Wan! Zheng Wan wants to grab the Soul Cultivation Wood!"
Now, there was no Zhengmeng or casual cultivators anymore, and the two who were scolding like black corns just now were unanimous, and countless spells were sent towards her.
Zheng Wan stood upright, and the moment the spell was solidified, the beauty's jade shadow exploded.
... was it a phantom
Everyone looked forward subconsciously, only to see that Zheng Wan had already taken the piece of soul-nourishing wood in his hand, standing side by side with Shu Jin, and lined up the group of people who had just come to make trouble in front of them.
"Zheng Wan, you can do it!"
Zheng Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and it was difficult to temporarily create a vivid phantom of Yuan Qi, Qi machine and her, but everyone was excited, and a rough phantom was enough to fool people. Soul wood left.
The plan was completed in a flash, but what she didn't expect was—
Zheng Wan squinted her eyes, and looked at Ma Ganer, who was motionless just now.
The place where he landed was less than half a foot away from the Soul Cultivating Tree, so if he wanted to stop it, he would have enough time, but he seemed to be convenient for her, when he was attacking from there, he turned to pull her sideways, but it just happened to block the attack technique.
I don't know if it's an illusion...
Zheng Wan looked over thoughtfully. After Ma Ganer disappeared into the crowd, she looked over with a pair of eyes, and the shadow of the stork tree was imprinted in her eyes, which seemed to be less cloudy. If it wasn't too thin, it would not be so ugly , on the contrary, it has the meaning of a clear and quiet pavilion.
At this moment, Shu Jin sneaked into her ear:
"Don't forget what you promised me."
Zheng Wan then nodded:
"rest assured."
Shu Jin cooperated very well with this plan of making a lot of noise. It seems that this person is not just full of fools in his mind.
Shu Jin is now happy:
"If it weren't for this turtle grandson who has been with a bunch of people all the time, I can take care of him by myself!"
"Where are these people..."
Zheng Wan looked at this well-known fairy family dude, and Shu Jin's face collapsed, "Aye said, you can only protect me, and don't allow Lao Tzu to bully others!"
"Retreat first."
Zheng Wan looked at Ruoyou's gaze, "It's hard to make a move because everyone is watching, I will find a way later."
Under the cover of other people, the two of them used the lightness technique to leave in a hurry. Before leaving, Zheng Wan couldn't help but glance back. He was dressed in black and had a serious face. The wind blew his quiet cloak, revealing The thin, barely visible jaw—
Zheng Wan shook her head, how could it be possible.
It's better to look for the six-fingered female corpse named Rongrong first.