Resurrection of spiritual energy to become a god

Xuan Hao said not to be outdone: "You seem to be very calm when you say it. I don't know who it was when it was just released from the formation."

"Stinky Taotie, you are really looking for a fight!"

"Come on! Come on...! I'm still afraid of you." Zixuan was too lazy to pay attention to the bickering between these two people.

"Mom, which direction are we going? Are we far away from father?"

"I feel like it's not very far, but who knows if anything will happen. Let's go, I don't know how big the woods ahead are."

Zixuan and the others walked carefully toward the woods. The appearance of this tree made people feel very strange. It was not as green as other trees. This tree looked black on the surface.

If you look carefully with your spiritual sense, you can see that these trees have several colors, including pure black, dark brown and maroon. There are more dark brown and maroon, and fewer black ones.

Zixuan also accidentally discovered a brown-purple one. Because the purple color is darker, it looks similar to the maroon one.

These trees have no leaves, or should be said to have leaves like ordinary trees. Their branches are spread out, and strands of silk hang down from the branches, like soft hair swaying in the wind.

Because Zixuan is an alchemist, his observations are more detailed. He also saw some differences in the colors of these threads.

The threads on the black tree looked relatively fragile, but the brown-purple one looked the toughest and strongest. Zixuan even felt a depressing atmosphere from above.

He was a little uneasy looking at these strange trees. The woods looked peaceful on the surface, but if they went in, they would definitely be like poking a hornet's nest.

"Do any of you know these trees?" Several people shook their heads.

"Don't you have any inherited memories?"

"Inherited memories are mostly from the fairy world, and more distant knowledge has to be learned slowly, which is a bit too annoying." Xuan Hao said impatiently.

Zixuan could only sigh. To put it bluntly, the guys around him were second-generation cultivators, or third-, fourth-, and fifth-generation cultivators. Their starting points were not as high as usual. They were like the difference between a rich young master and a small wild vegetable in the countryside. The pole cannot be hit.

"Since we don't know, we will find out if we go in and try. Qiu Lai will block the water and cover it with soil!" Xuan Hao said carelessly. "

Anyway, he has thick skin, so it doesn't matter if he carries it hard. He is afraid that these hair-like things will not work and will look soft and not strong at all. "As he said that, he was about to rush inside.

"Wait a minute." Zixuan called to Xuanhao, and a wilted little man appeared in his palm.

The colorful and beautiful little skirt she wore before now looks so dull, and her arrogant demeanor now looks so sluggish.

"Oh! Little mustard grass, why have you become like this? Why do you feel like your energy and energy have been sucked away by others? Didn't you find a pretty boy somewhere and had your head stepped on? Come on!" Xuan Hao said a little heartlessly.

Jie Cao glanced at the bastard listlessly, too lazy to pay attention to him. Zixuan also felt very uncomfortable when he saw the wilting mustard grass. In order to collect so many Yiye shuttles.

Jie Cao basically used up all the cultivation he had gained over the past hundred years, and even somewhat damaged his origins. Over the years, Zixuan has also been looking for wood-type spiritual treasures to help Jie Cao practice and heal his injuries. But it’s not easy to recover from injuries to your origin.

"This tree is called "Dream Poison Soul Wood". It can weave illusions and make you go crazy inside. It is good at stimulating the darkest side in human hearts. Then it slowly poisons you.

These threads will pierce your whole body, absorbing all your spiritual power, soul power, and essence of flesh and blood, turning you into a pile of bones. They will not give up the essence in the bones, and in the end they can only turn into some residue. When it blows, the real corpse is gone.

The more they absorb, the more the strands grow, and the strands grow denser and stronger. Luo Zhi's illusion and venom are stronger. "

"Tch..., it's just an illusion and poisoning. No one here is afraid of this little poison. The illusion is just to deceive those fools who are weak in body and mind." Xuan Hao said in a disdainful tone.

Jie Cao didn't want to talk to this fool anymore. "Master, how could you, a person with such a bright mind, contract such a fool to be a contract beast?" Xuan Hao angrily shook his fist at Mustard Grass.

"This black tree is equivalent to the human being's transformation stage, the brown and maroon ones are equivalent to the integration stage. The brown and purple ones are equivalent to the realm of refining the void.

You are a guy who has just entered the late stage of integration, and you think you can beat the old guy who has only developed weak strength.

Do you still think you are at the level of an Immortal Emperor? It’s time to wake up from daydreaming. If the boat capsizes in the gutter one day and the owner is harmed, we will also be unlucky. "

Xuanhao gasped loudly when Mustard Grass said it, and Ming Xiao came over and stood between the two of them.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Since you know this kind of tree, Jie Cao, you should know how to deal with it, right? Where is his weakness?"

Although Ming Xiao is not as old as these two, he has the greatest prestige among these contracted beasts. They are all afraid of Ming Xiao's aura of ancient power.

Mustard Grass no longer pretended: "Look carefully at these trees with your spiritual consciousness. They all have different ethnic groups.

Um! The black ones are sons, the dark brown or maroon ones are parents, and the maroon ones are equivalent to the level of grandfathers.

Look clearly at their external textures to see which ones belong to the same family. Find a way to make the black tree automatically drop silk ribbons to you. You can use the silk ribbons to find the parents in their tribe.

They can sense whether the thread fell off automatically or was obtained by violence. They can feel good intentions and evil intentions from the branches.

If it is kindness, they will treat you as friends, and if you find a way to satisfy their parents, they will also give you silk ribbons. Then you can pass by this group and they will not attack you again.

But don't take this thread to other ethnic groups, let them think it is a provocation, then fighting will happen.

Their group will attack in groups. If that group has an old tree demon who has refined his strength, you will be dead. "

"Is there anything useful to us in this forest?" Ming Xiao wanted to know more clearly.

"Of course there is. You think these tree threads look very soft, but they are good things!

It is a rare and good material for weapon refiners. Of course, the higher the level of the tree, the better their materials will be.

Especially for refining magic weapons for the master, this material can be said to be tailor-made for the master.

"How to say?"

"Master, doesn't he have a set of needle-shaped magic weapons? Only twenty-four are too few. If you can get a brown-purple Dream Poison Soul Tree here, ask Baili Mohan to refine it for you. Thousands and eight hundred needles came out.