The sycamore tree has skin as green as emeralds, leaves as thin as flowers, elegant and pure, and aura of nature. [Xue ww.du.m] According to legend, when the leaves fall to the ground, they will turn into golden leaves. The divine phoenix in ancient times also lived on this tree.
Although it is not as good as the Fusang Sacred Tree, it is still a famous spiritual tree. If it has existed for thousands of years, one of its branches would be worth a lot.
Not only can it be used to refine medicine and directly absorb the spiritual energy from it, it can even directly improve the cultivation level of warriors, or it can be made into accessories and worn on the body.
When Xiao Chen heard that this person wanted to exchange the Red Infant Fruit, his heart moved, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. His consciousness began to search through the Qiankun Ring, and after a while he found this thing in a corner.
I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart. After I got this thing outside Qijiao Mountain, I never used it and almost forgot about it. I didn't expect it to be of great use here.
"I'll give you 80 spiritual stones. Can you buy this thing?" A person stepped forward and asked earnestly.
Eighty spirit stones is already a very high price to buy this incomplete sycamore spirit wood.
But the disciple from Beichen Peak shook his head and said, "No, I urgently need the Red Infant Fruit to practice. The Red Infant Fruit on Yunv Peak is not yet ripe. I can only try my luck here. If there is none, I will use this Wutong wood myself."
Presumably, he is also a core disciple of Beichen Peak, so he should have no shortage of spirit stones. The core disciples' Guangmen Feng is much higher than that of ordinary disciples. Coupled with the tasks they usually complete, the spirit stones are completely enough.
The man was unwilling, but he still shook his head and left, and the onlookers slowly dispersed. Although the Red Infant Fruit was not a rare spiritual medicine, it took decades to mature, so it took a bit of luck to get it.
Seeing the crowd slowly dispersing, the core disciple of Beichen Peak who set up the stall had a look of disappointment on his face, stood up and prepared to close the stall and leave.
Xiao Chen hurried over and said, "Wait a minute, I have a Red Infant Fruit, I wonder if I can exchange it for it."
The disciple from Beichen Peak was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "If it is a mature Red Infant Fruit, I am willing to add more spiritual stones in exchange for it. If it is not mature, you have to add some spiritual stones."
Xiao Chen calmly heard the words and handed over the red infant fruit from the Qiankun Ring. The red fruit exuded a continuous fragrance, and the rich spiritual energy hit his nose. The glass-like surface seemed to have firelight looming.
"The ripe Red Infant Fruit is really mature." The man said with such an excited look on his face, "My name is Fang Ning. Thank you for the Red Infant Fruit. I will give you ten lower-level spiritual stones."
Fang Ning was extremely happy. He had been stuck at the peak of the Great Martial Master for a long time. He had been unable to break through because of the fire-attribute skills he practiced. Now that he has the Red Infant Fruit, his promotion to the Martial Master is just around the corner.
He didn't expect to get ten lower-level spirit stones, but he was pleasantly surprised. Xiao Chen put away the spirit stones and sycamore spirit trees handed over by Fang Ning, with a look of joy on his face.
He has been looking for a similar spirit tree for a long time, but every time it comes to nothing. Facts have proved that using spirit wood is the best way to turn objects into weapons. Even animal horns with abundant spiritual energy are incomparable. superior.
After getting the Red Infant Fruit, Fang Ning immediately closed the stall and left. He couldn't wait to leave the market and started preparing for retreat.
Xiao Chen stopped this person and said, "Brother Fang, can you tell me where you found this sycamore tree?"
Fang Ning stopped and shook his head, saying sincerely: "Brother, it's better not to know. That place is extremely dangerous. I went there with my master. The trees have become spirits and are extremely difficult to deal with."
After saying that, he left here without looking back. No matter how Xiao Chen yelled, he never stopped.
Xiao Chen was slightly disappointed and looked at the sky. There was a large fire cloud on the western horizon, and the sunset dyed the entire sky red. It was already dusk.
It was still early, so Xiao Chen decided to go to the official Tiandao Pavilion store to see if there was anything good.
About two hundred meters behind him, a sinister gaze stared at Xiao Chen's figure. This person was the person who wanted the horn of the saber-toothed tiger before.
"If you prevent me from completing my master's mission, I want to see who you are and how dare you steal what I like."
Sensing that gaze, Xiao Chen radiated his consciousness and saw the person's appearance clearly. He smiled lightly on his face and continued to walk forward without paying attention.
The flow of people in the official shop was very sparse, and it was far less lively than the free market. Xiao Chen took a quick look and found no interest.
The prices of the things sold here are very expensive, and they are all medicinal herbs, elixirs, martial arts and exercises. They are somewhat interested in others, but have nothing to do with Xiao Chen.
He has the source of the Fighting Saint and can imitate the world's martial arts. If it is not an extremely rare martial skill, it will never catch his eye. As for the elixirs and medicinal herbs, these are things that need to be prepared during the period of penance, and the time has not yet come.
I only bought a few good detoxifying pills for emergencies, but I didn't buy anything else. I left here a little disappointed.
It was time to set off at dawn. Xiao Chen planned to find a remote place and deal with it for one night. There was no need to worry too much about it for just one night.
When he was about to leave Fangshi, a figure rushed towards him quickly, trying to stop him before he left Fangshi.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly, his consciousness locked on the person behind him, and a giant black hand appeared out of thin air, with five fingers clenched tightly, and he caught the person in his palm with a swipe.
With a wave of his hand, the person was thrown up high, across an arc with a huge drop, and then landed on the ground with a thud. The giant black hand fell from the sky again, clenched his fingers into a fist, and kept bombarding, only stopping after beating the man until he vomited blood and fainted.
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Chen did not turn around, retracted his hand, and left the place quickly. He was just a little brat, and he dared to stop him. He simply didn't know how to live or die.
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Under the big tree that supports the sky on the rooftop, Xiao Chen looked up at the leafy tree with a satisfied expression. He would deal with it here tonight.
With a tap of his toes, he jumped onto the branch of the big tree and lay down in a comfortable position. Xiao Chen took out the carving knife and the horn of the saber-toothed tiger and prepared to carve it.
Xiao Chen had never seen what a saber-toothed tiger looked like, so he definitely couldn't use it as a weapon. It was used to carve the Golden Lion King, and the materials were wrong.
Moreover, the size of the Golden Lion King is too large. If it is used for carving, it will only be able to carve a defective Golden Lion King, which is not cost-effective.
After much thought, Xiao Chen compared the size of the horns, and finally decided to carve five fifth-level ice apes. The ice apes were not too high level, were easier to control, and consumed less energy.
The Ice Apes are only as strong as Wu Zun, but once their numbers increase, their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated. After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated, leaned on the tree trunk, and began to carve seriously.
Swish!
Injecting vitality into the carving knife, bone fragments kept falling on the white horn. I recalled the appearance of the ice ape in my mind, and the movements of my hands were carved like flowing water.
Xiao Chen's carving has now reached the point of perfection. Not long after, a small statue of an ice ape appeared vividly in his hand.
Smiling slightly, he put it into the Qiankun Ring and continued to work. When all five statues were carved, the sky was dark and night had completely fallen.
He took out the sycamore spirit wood and observed it carefully, and then put it in carefully. This thing was rare, but Xiao Chen didn't want to waste it. It would be of great use in the future.
Sitting cross-legged, he began to enter the state of cultivation. The Purple Thunder Art slowly began to operate, and the rich spiritual energy around him suddenly poured into his body with joy.
The richness of spiritual energy in the Lingyun Mountains is really alluring. Xiao Chen sighed in his heart again, no wonder it is so memorable. One year of training here is enough to last three years at the foot of the mountain.
The spiritual energy circulates in the body for a long time, and finally merges into the Dantian martial soul. In that strange space, it falls like rain and pours into the roiling river.
When I was in the realm of a martial artist, my source of vitality was a few white clouds. When I reached the realm of a martial artist, it was just a clear pond. Now when I reached the realm of a great martial artist, it turned into a rushing river.
Every time the great realm is improved, the rich spiritual energy in the body will increase geometrically. It is so terrifying that Xiao Chen is surprised and happy.
The vitality he can use now is almost unmatched by anyone within the realm of a great martial artist, and the purity of the vitality is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors.
Such a good thing is surprising, but if we dig deeper, we don't know what the cause is.
The only thing that is certain is that it is definitely not because of practicing the Purple Thunder Jue. The Purple Thunder Jue is just a cultivation method. According to the records in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation, such a phenomenon will never occur.
If we really want to deduce the reason, we can only look for it from the blue dragon churning in the river, but the Xiao family's inheritance has been cut off long ago, and it is impossible to understand this aspect of things.
Maybe Feng Feixue in the imperial capital will understand, but she can't go to that place for the time being. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother to think about it. Xiao Chen withdrew his thoughts and entered the state of cultivation.
In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shined on Xiao Chen's face through the leaves, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and took a long breath. A night of practice brought his mental state back to its peak.
The power of the Blood Replenishing Pill has completely penetrated into the body. The injuries on his body yesterday have been completely recovered, and the whole person's condition has returned to its peak.
Whoops!
The wooden sign on his waist suddenly started to shake and flew out with a buzzing sound. Xiao Chen knew in his heart that the people in the Gongde Hall were urging him to leave.
boom!
Just when Xiao Chen was about to land, a petite figure took the lead and fell from the top of the tree. He stretched out on the ground, turned around and smiled softly at Xiao Chen, and then quickly left.
Unexpectedly, just looking for a big tree would lead to someone from the same group of people. Xiao Chen secretly cursed himself for being careless. You should shoot him with your spiritual consciousness before coming here. If this person has evil intentions, you might be in danger last night.
There was no time to think too much at this moment. The wooden sign had already flown far away. If he didn't follow, he might be late. The figure jumped fiercely in the air, like a twisted dragon soaring into the sky.