The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The Baicaoling Pond is truly worthy of its name. Under the nourishment of the pond water, the vitality of the Golden Leaf Ling Tea Tree has expanded a lot.

Seeing this, Gu Changhuan nodded with satisfaction, and once again condensed his hands to perform the spell to overcome the calamity.

Gu Yu, who was practicing near the ghost flat peach tree, felt the gentle breath of the evil spell and opened his eyes in surprise.

Now that he is a ghost cultivator, healing spells are no different from attack spells to him, but at this moment, he felt a gentleness from the green light.

There is such a wonderful healing technique in the world.

He sighed and couldn't help but come closer.

After a while, Gu Changhuan removed the healing technique and said to Gu Yu:

"You came just in time. Although the golden leaf tea tree has regained a lot of its vitality, it needs to be watered with the spiritual water from the Baicao Lingchi every month to restore its vitality.

I am not often in the pagoda. When you are practicing, don't forget to take care of the tea tree. "

This golden leaf spiritual tea tree is a rare spiritual tea tree that can increase the monk's energy and blood. In the future, whether it is for personal use or for sale, there will be no loss.

Gu Yu nodded in agreement.

He had nothing else to do in Xuantian Tower except practicing and taking care of the elixirs, so he was still working hard.

After several years in this tower, his experience in taking care of Lingzhi was enough to write seal scripts.

Gu Changhuan also felt that he was quite talented in this area, so he recently asked him to start planting some spiritual plants into seedlings. Anyway, with the Baicao Spirit Pond and his healing tree, it would be difficult for those mother plants to die even if they wanted to.

Of course, the scope of action is limited to third-level spiritual plants. Precious spiritual trees like the Jinyuan Fruit Tree are not available for the time being.

On this side, after Gu Changhuan dealt with the spiritual flowers and herbs he purchased separately, he took out two things, a jade box and a jade bottle.

The box contained the Renlong Fruit, but the jade bottle contained the blood of the fourth-level middle-grade Purple Man Rhinoceros.

He first opened the jade bottle, refined the blood inside a little, and then swallowed it whole.

It was war time, and although he didn't need to go to the battlefield to fight monsters, nor could he use Blood Burning in public, Gu Changhuan, who was used to being cautious, always wanted to be prepared.

Time passes very quickly in Xuantian Tower, but for monks outside, every day is very long.

The battle between the human and demon tribes has never stopped, but today the scale will be smaller, and tomorrow the scale will be larger; the low-level monks are fighting on the ground, and the high-level monks are fighting with the fourth-level monsters in the sky, but no matter what the result is, The Demon King of the Demon Clan and the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Human Clan have never shown up on the battlefield, as if they have reached some kind of consensus.

And just as the fight between the human and demon clans was in full swing on the southern border of Qingzhou, several guests came to the territory of the Purple Man Demon King.

These people are actually not humans, but demons. They are not just ordinary demons, but also demon kings.

When the Purple Man Demon King sent troops to fight against the human race at the border, he quietly contacted several other demon kings who had just advanced to the fifth level in recent years. The name of the invitation was also very simple, that is, to discuss joining forces to fight and eradicate the human race. , after the matter is completed, wouldn’t it be wonderful to divide the territory of the Eastern Barren Human Race equally?

Unfortunately, he sent invitations to several demon kings, but only two demon kings arrived as expected. The other demon kings did not respond for some reason.

Although the Purple Man Demon King was depressed, he did not show it. Instead, he tried his best to entertain the two demon kings who came.

"What do you two brothers think of what I said?

As long as Qingzhou is taken, it will be a knife in the heart of the human race!

By that time, the morale of our demon tribe will increase greatly, and the two brothers can take advantage of the situation to raise troops and capture Hengzhou in one fell swoop!

After taking Hengzhou, there is only one Lanzhou left, which is left to be slaughtered by us!

After the human race in the Eastern Wilderness is completely exterminated, our territory will expand a lot, and even the Great Demon King will look at us differently;

Moreover, having occupied the treasure house of the human race, we can advance to the level of Great Demon King just around the corner! "

The Purple Man Demon King stood in front of the throne, holding a wine glass, and said proudly.

The boss of cake painting.

However, the two demon kings liked this very much.

I saw a demon king with a beard and a square face also stood up:

"That's what Brother Ziman said.

It's time for these human monks to suffer!

Just how to do it specifically, I hope Brother Ziman can explain it in detail. "

Although another demon king also wanted to destroy the human race, he was unwilling to obey the purple man demon king's arrangements, so he said:

"yes!

The human race is not that easy to deal with. I wonder if the Purple Man Demon King has any good strategies?

I have a good strategy here. As long as the two of you cooperate, we will definitely destroy the Eastern Wilderness human race! "

As he spoke, he glanced at the two demon kings with a smile.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the Purple Man Demon King, but it was hidden before the demon king looked over.

I saw him saying:

"I have heard that Brother Doban always has an idea, but I have been thinking about this strategy for a long time. I also ask Brother Shanzhong and Brother Doban to listen to my plan."

After hearing what he said, the Demon King Duoban was about to speak when he was interrupted by the Demon King Shanzhong:

"Brother Ziman, please tell me."

The Purple Man Demon King smiled, and the Spotted Demon King's expression soon returned to normal.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the territory of the Purple Man Demon King, a graceful woman stood on a flint stone. She was dressed coolly, and her fiber-optic white arms and thighs were exposed to the air. However, his face was hidden under his arms, making it difficult to see his true appearance. Only his pointed ears were exposed.

Just then, a burly man with big eyes and round waist came in carrying a big and fat spiritual fish. He was nearly two meters tall, wearing a rough coat made of bear skin, and had a bandit aura.

Seeing that the woman on the couch seemed to be sleeping lightly, the man looked at the spiritual fish in his hand that had been processed and was almost roasted, thought for a while, walked to the side, summoned the demon fire, and slowly roasted it.

But after a while, the fragrance of the fish wafted out.

Smelling the fragrance of the fish, the woman's ears moved slightly, and then she suddenly jumped up from the flint couch, and the next moment, she appeared next to the fire.

She opened her round eyes, looked at the fish, and suddenly shouted:

"Don't roast it! Don't roast it! It's burnt!!!"

The burly man saw her like this, chuckled, handed her the fish with a bit of burnt smell, and took out a few pieces of barbecue from the storage bag and slowly roasted them.

Watching her eat the fish in big mouthfuls, the man suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Is it really okay not to accept the appointment with the Purple Barbarian Demon King?

I think what he said makes some sense. The human race is indeed a big concern for us."

The woman wolfed down a fish, reached out and took another piece of barbecue that was bigger than her head, took a bite, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"You are really a tiger!"