my master is a bug.

Chapter 111

Fang Mu raised his hand and threw a few bamboo knots around.

These bamboo joints are verdant and look extremely delicate.

However, as soon as they come into contact with the soil, they produce a large number of root hairs.

These roots looked soft, but they easily penetrated into the crevices of the rocks below Zhitian Mountain.

Just a moment later, the sound of rocks cracking was heard one after another in the entire Zhitian Mountain.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of those monks who came to celebrate.

After the group of people looked at each other for a while, someone finally couldn't help asking:
"What did the Demon Lord throw just now? Why do I feel that the entire Zhitian Mountain is trembling?"

An old man with a gray beard pondered for a while and said, "If I'm not mistaken, what the Demon Lord threw just now should be a thousand-foot bamboo!"

The person who spoke first shrank his pupils and said, "This is a top-notch treasure!"

The old man said slowly: "Yes, rooted thousands of feet, take the aura from the center of the earth for your own use.

Every thousand-foot bamboo is priceless.

It is said that Sun Luorong, the only casual cultivator in the Canglang Realm who has ascended to the Upper Realm in the past thousand years, reached the Ziyun Realm by relying on a thousand-foot bamboo.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord shot only a few trees! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mu on the top of the mountain raised his hand again.

Dozens of crisp bamboo knots sprinkled all around.

Seeing this scene, the old man froze for a moment.

Seeing this, the monk beside him asked curiously, "Could it be that the things thrown out by the Demon Monarch are also thousands of bamboos?"

The old man nodded with difficulty and said, "It should be all of them, but..."

"But what?"

"However, the thousand zhang bamboo needs to absorb a lot of aura before it can fully take root.

It means that although Tianshan Mountain is rich in aura, it is already quite reluctant to support several thousand-foot bamboos.

If dozens of thousand-zhang bamboos are planted at the same time, each one will not be able to absorb enough aura.

At that time, the effect of changing a thousand-foot bamboo to a hundred-foot bamboo may not be as good as cultivating just one..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Mu raised his hand again, throwing out the emerald green bamboo knots, covering the top of Tianshan Mountain.

After a brief counting of the monks below, they can at least count nearly a thousand knots.

Immediately someone exclaimed: "How can there be so many activated bamboos in the hands of the devil!"

"I heard that the demon lord seemed to have visited Yaozhen Realm a few days ago..."

"But this is too much!
Even if Yao Zhenjie is full of aura, it shouldn't be full of thousands of bamboos.

Could it be that the Demon Lord went to Yaozhen Realm and plucked up all the thousands of bamboos there? "

"This is not impossible..."

While this group of people were discussing, the old man who commented before was completely stunned.

After staring at the thousands of bamboos for a long time, he trembled slightly and said:

"So many thousands of bamboos are sown at the same time, how can they grow!
Violent waste, violent waste..."

As soon as he uttered the last few words, everyone around him backed away.

A monk who was acquainted with him persuaded him while retreating: "Speak carefully!"

When the old man heard these two words, he came back to his senses a little bit, and quickly closed his mouth.

It's just that he looked at Zhi Tianshan with a heartache that was too thick to resolve.

However, the next moment, a vortex with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly appeared in the sky.

The tumbling purple air, engulfed by the vortex, swirled and fell towards Zhitian Mountain.

Watered by the purple air from the sky, the bamboo knots that Fang Mu had just planted began to grow rapidly.

For a while, the sound of crackling rocks could be heard endlessly.

The monk next to the old man shook his head and said, "Old Wu, it seems that you are worrying too much.

The Demon Lord has already considered this point.

With the irrigation of purple air, these thousand-foot bamboos will surely survive. "

Wu Huaizhi, who had white beard and hair, still insisted, "It's not enough!

Even if the purple air is poured continuously for several days, it is only enough for those bamboo joints to grow into Baizhang bamboo.

If you want them to grow into thousands of bamboos, it's still far from it! "

Hearing his words, the rest of the people immediately took a few steps back.

Pointing to the top of Tianshan Mountain, Fang Mu also realized the problem.

When he just got up, he sprinkled a handful of bamboo knots, and it didn't end well at this time.

If he had turned to spiritual practice before, he would probably have slapped the old man who dared to make irresponsible remarks to him into a meatloaf.

However, after these few days of enlightenment, his understanding of Tao has deepened, and his interest in killing people has weakened a lot.

After thinking for a while, he took out a storage ring.

This storage ring contained all kinds of pills that he borrowed from Yaozhen Realm.

Originally, he planned to keep these pills to train disciples.

But now, they can only rely on these elixirs for emergency treatment.

As soon as Fang Mu turned his hand, he took out an elite clear panacea from the storage ring.

He lightly crushed it with two fingers, and the top-notch elixir was turned into powder, and it fell on the entire mountain with the tumbling purple air.

The slowly growing Thousand Zhang Bamboo was supplemented by the spirit pill, and its growth rate suddenly increased by more than several times.

Seeing that this trick really worked, Fang Mu's eyes lit up slightly.

So he flipped his hands again and took out a bag of panacea.

During his continuous crushing, top pills were turned into powder one by one and sprinkled all around.

At first, the group of monks below didn't understand what Fang Mu was doing.

But as Fang Mu crushed more and more panacea, the medicinal fragrance slowly spread out.

Until then, the monks below finally reacted.

Someone sniffed and exclaimed, "Bixindan!"

When the people around heard these three words, they couldn't help being stunned.

Immediately, someone asked: "Is it the kind of Bixin Dan that can extend the lifespan?"

The person who spoke first sniffed the surrounding air vigorously and said, "This fragrance is definitely Bixindan!

Not only Bixindan, but also the top grade among the top grades!

I have practiced alchemy for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I have smelled such a strong aroma! "

"seriously!

I remember you said that the materials for refining Bixindan are extremely rare.

Even if painstakingly collected for decades, it may not be possible to refine one. "

The alchemist nodded and said, "That's right! Even if it's a top sect like Yuxuan Sect, there may not be treasures for refining Bixin Pill in the warehouse."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pointed to the distance and said:
"But in just a short while, the Demon Lord has crushed thirteen pills.

Are those all Bixindan? "

The alchemist was slightly stunned and said: "This, it should be... right!"

When the people around heard their conversation, they had different expressions.

Someone couldn't help exclaiming: "Using thirteen top-level pills as fertilizer, such a hand..."

Before the man finished speaking, someone interrupted: "Now there are fourteen!"

These words once again drew the attention of the nearby monks to Zhitian Mountain.

At this time, Fang Mu was still crushing Bixindan one by one.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

It wasn't until the number of people below reached 23 that Fang Mu's movements finally stood up.

call……

Suddenly, there was a sound of exhaling in unison.

Someone sighed: "It's finally over, the devil actually used 23 Pixin Pills to nourish Qianzhangzhu, this is simply..."

Just when he was halfway through, someone interrupted:
"Look, the Demon Lord has taken out another pill!
Him, he crushed again! "

These people immediately set their eyes on the alchemist beside him.

"What kind of elixir did the demon lord crush this time?"

However, this time, the alchemist disappointed the people around him.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "I've never seen this kind of panacea before."

Just when everyone around was a little dazed, a somewhat illusory figure slowly said:

"Qingxu Dan is refined from thirteen top-level elixir.

Cultivators in the Taixuan Realm can use it to release their spiritual consciousness and accumulate heavenly energy before they return to their fate! "

Taixuan, Guiming.

Two such high-end words made the group of melon-eating monks stunned.

(End of this chapter)