The strongest monk among pirates

Chapter 11 Become a pirate with me

"Dong dong dong" knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Fang Han put down the knife in his hand and shouted.

"Me." The person outside replied with a soft voice.

"Master Koushiro" Fang Han stood up and opened the door, and saw Koushiro standing in front of the door with a big bowl of fragrant soup, squinting his eyes and smiling.

Koushiro handed the thick soup to Fang Han and said, "You haven't eaten yet. You drink this bowl of soup first. Dinner will be served soon."

After saying that, Koushiro turned and left, leaving Fang Han who was at a loss holding the hot soup. Fang Han smiled happily. Although he was a little helpless, he had already made up his mind. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Monks are most afraid of favors. First of all, Captain Roger, and later Master Koshiro, without them I might have died a long time ago. Alas, for Kuina, the greatest happiness is to be able to pick up the hilt of the sword and pursue her dreams, and her daughter will be happy. As a father, she must You will be pleased. Moreover, the severed wood spirit roots will grow back, maybe"

After finishing the soup in one gulp, Fang Han picked up the sharp knife, gritted his teeth suddenly, and made a slight cut on his right arm, making a cut one centimeter deep, and blood could not stop pouring out.

"hiss"

Fang Han took a breath, huge pain hit his brain nerves, his face instantly turned pale, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the hand holding the knife trembled for the first time in years. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He knew that he could not hesitate now. If he hesitated, all his previous efforts would be wasted, so he pushed the tip of the knife hard and drilled into the flesh.

His lips trembled, his face became even paler, and his back was completely soaked, but he had no time to feel the pain. With a flick of the sharp knife, a glowing green root in Fang Han's right arm was picked out and floated in the air. In the air, it's about as thick and long as your index finger. This is Fang Han's wood spirit root.

The moment the wood spirit root was exposed to the air, the rich wood-attribute spiritual energy spread out and filled the entire room. A pot of rose that was about to die on the table suddenly became green and bloomed with beautiful flowers.

Taking a look at the remaining wood spirit root in his right arm, Fang Han, who was about to cry, desperately urged the wood-attribute spirit energy in the green wooden base. The water opened by the wood-attribute spirit energy rushed to his right arm crazily. The wound squirmed for a while, and after about a minute, the wound healed.

"click"

Before Fang Han could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sound of the abutment cracking inside his body. Fang Han was stunned, and then screamed like a butchered pig, "Ah, green wood abutment, my green wood abutment."

"Damn it, another pedestal has collapsed. I don't know whether it's a profit or a loss, Guina. Don't let me down." Fang Han looked at the undulating wood spirit roots in the air and muttered to himself, "Let's put it aside for practice first." , now the top priority is to find a substitute for spiritual energy. After all, I am a monk. Without spiritual energy, everything is empty talk."

The spiritual thought wrapped around the wood spirit root, preventing it from continuing to release spiritual energy. He muttered something in his mouth, and with a whoosh, the wood spirit root disappeared in a flash and sank into the storage bag on Fang Han's waist. With a smile on his lips, Fang Han left the room. , sneaked over the wall and headed towards the mountain where Kuina's grave was.

Spiritual roots are the foundation for monks to survive. The golden spiritual root of the Five Elements Spiritual Root is rooted in the spine, the wood spiritual root is born in the right arm, the water spiritual root grows in the left arm, the fire spiritual root resides in the right leg, and the earth spiritual root resides in the left leg. According to the world of cultivation, spiritual roots determine the qualifications of a monk, and the level of qualifications determines how far a monk can go. According to the ancient cultivation rules, monks with mixed spiritual roots of the five elements are simply useless, and foundation building is simply a luxury. Only those with single spirits can Only those with strong spiritual roots and spiritual roots can form golden elixirs and condense Yuanying, and achieve the supreme path.

However, Fang Han, who was born in the Age of Ending Dharma, ignored the ancient rules of cultivation and forced him to open up a new path. He had already built five foundations for the Five Elements Foundation, but when he was building the Golden Pill of Fierce Fire, he failed. Encountering the rare Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation in thousands of years, he traveled through the world of pirates. It took great courage for Fang Han to dig out the wood spirit roots in his body with his own hands. After all, this was a major event related to whether he could form a pill in the future.

Of course, Fang Han did not completely cut off the wood spirit root. The roots of the wood spirit root are still there. With the healing ability of the wood spirit root, Fang Han is still certain that the wood spirit root will grow again.

"Guina must be impatient to wait."

The trees continued to retreat, and Fang Han's figure flew past, quickly reaching the top of the mountain.

"Drink and drink"

With a sweep of his mind, sonorous and powerful low sounds penetrated his ears. Then, the image of Guina clasping her fists together and waving her arms every time she took a step forward fell into his mind. Fang Han smiled and said, "It's really a sword." "Crazy"

Enveloped by divine thoughts, Gu Yina could hear Fang Han's voice. She suddenly turned around and smiled beautifully, "You're here." Gu Yina did not stop her body movements because of Fang Han's arrival, until she completed 100 swings of the sword. Then he ran to Fang Han with a smile.

No need to talk nonsense, Fang Han patted the storage bag, and a brilliance flashed, and the wood spirit root was held in the palm of his hand. He shook it in front of Guina's eyes. Fang Han said, "This is called wood spirit root. If you plant it, the trees that will grow can be Carrying your soul, when the time comes to make a wooden man, you can wield a real sword."

The moment the wood spirit root left the storage bag, Gu Yi's attention was all focused on the wood spirit root. The green light emitted by the wood spirit root deeply attracted her, and she couldn't help but cling to the wood spirit root. Gu Yi Na finally confirmed that Fang Han did not lie

"Hey, what do you think, I didn't lie to you," Fang Han said proudly, feeling bitter but unable to show it. In order to help Guina, he endured great pain and risks. If the wood spirit root in his right arm stopped growing, It is estimated that Fang Han even wanted to hit him to death.

"Well, you didn't lie to me." Guina bowed to Fang Han solemnly, expressing her gratitude, her eyes overflowing with joy.

"Don't be too eager to be happy yet." Fang Han finally revealed his fox tail and rubbed his hands, "You must agree to a condition before I will let you use the wood spirit root."

There is no such thing as a good thing in the world. Besides, monks are all unfaithful and can't afford to be early.

Guina took a quick step and leaned forward, almost hitting Fang Han's head. She said without hesitation, "I promise you anything."

"Hey hey hey" Fang Han bared his teeth and looked extremely vulgar.

"What are you going to do?" Guina was frightened by Fang Han's appearance, thinking that he had some strange conditions, and backed away with her hands on her chest.

Fang Han's head is covered with black lines, and he is grinding his teeth in annoyance. What's your expression? I'm not a heretic. I'm a licentious cultivator through double cultivation. I'm a gentleman.

Arriving next to Gu Yina's tombstone, Fang Han planted the wood spirit root in the soil. In just a blink of an eye, a sapling burst out of the ground. Gu Yina was stunned for an instant. At this time, Fang Han said slowly, "I want you to follow "I am a pirate" add "hongcha866" prestige public account, see more