I trade everything in Journey to the West

Fang Longye didn't care whether Peng Zu was looking for an excuse to give him a chance, or there was something really unspeakable about it.

Faced with such a deal that he felt he would take advantage of, he would naturally not refuse it.

In this way, without too many entanglements, the transaction was easily completed.

The host and guest had a good time and parted.

after that.

Speechless all the way.

Through the space teleportation array, Fang Longye, master and servant, returned to the previous fairy house.

After all, there is a cave here that has paid ten years of rent!
In the rented cave.

A piece of haze is dense, scattered with brilliance, shooting out on the tiled beast faces of the surrounding buildings, sparse and sparse, with a kind of clarity and cleanliness.

The pavilions are dotted with pines and bamboos, the branches and leaves are supporting the Soviet Union, and the green clouds are slowly rising.

A spirit bird with long tails, perched on the ridge of the roof, plucked its feathers, and made clear calls from time to time, which spread far away.

On one side of the Danchi pond, lotus flowers are planted in full bloom, and the cranes are making voiceless sounds. Under the precious trees, there are frost and rocks dotted, and pine moss leaves traces.

Fang Longye rubbed the pieces of Jianmu in his hand, tapped with his index finger, and fainted the colorful light.

He intends to use it to exchange for the World Tree Fragment in the Immortal World.

But I also want to keep a part of the building wood fragments, so that my companion spirit root can find the wood, absorb the legal principles from it, and transform the essence.

This requires cutting it in half.

"It's just that it's not easy to do!"

Just now he tried and tried, tried almost every method, and it was almost impossible to divide this piece of wood into two halves.

Still, it's not surprising.

Facing a piece of green dragon wood, he couldn't even pierce the surface, so he could only rely on the secret method of cultivating the companion spirit root to let Xunmu solve it by himself.

What's more, in Peng Zu's mouth, it is no less than some second-generation building wood fragments with innate spiritual roots.

At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and he remembered the flying sword with almost only the hilt left.

With a flick of his right hand, a foot-long broken sword appeared in his hand.

"really--"

Fang Longye said happily.

Although there is only a seven or eight inch long sword left, and I am not a king, I cannot move this sacred object, but the material alone is sharp enough.

Without the need for mana to control it, the piece of building wood was easily cut apart in the way a mortal chops melons and vegetables.

Put the broken sword in the air and put it away again.

Without hesitation, he sank into the golden finger "equivalent to peace", and replaced more than half of the separated building wood fragments with world tree fragments from the immortal world.

Looking at the piece of wood in his hand that looked like a dead wood, Fang Longye showed a smile on his face. Now his companion Linggen Xunmu is really about to make great progress.

Just about to perform the secret method sacrifice.

Fang Longye was alarmed, frowned, looked at the top of his head, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out!

"What the hell! Sure enough, in this mythical world, those five characters are magical."

Fuck you, Shen Gongbao!
It's all your fault.

Fang Longye cursed!
From the void, a large number of black and red air mechanisms emerged, which could be called endless, exuding an ominous meaning.

"Robbery!"

Fang Longye gritted his teeth and said.

I saw these tribulations rushing towards my luck pillar like a tide.

If it wasn't for his own practice of "returning to the sky and returning to the sun" and "reversing the future", such great magical powers are related to the secrets of heaven.

There is also an "equivalent balance" that can trade with other worlds, which makes the prehistoric world look at it differently.

I am afraid that he has already been blinded.

It would not be like this at all. On a whim, I had a foreknowledge, and felt something was wrong, so I broke through a certain future.

Fang Longye activated the "Purification Pearl of Good Fortune" to shine brightly, and a sense of psychic clarity emerged.

It's just that these pure world radiances fell on a crowd of catastrophes, like falling into the mud, without any response.

Fang Longye stared at the clusters of endless catastrophe on the top, and a clear understanding arose in his heart.

The color of robbery is black and red.

Among them, the black calamity is transformed by external calamity.

The red catastrophe is the killing catastrophe caused by the sympathy between heaven and man caused by internal and external catastrophes.

"Tianxian Dao" is the way to seize the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, and he has practiced several methods of rebelling against the innate, which is already full of internal disasters.

In the event of an external catastrophe, it will be hooked immediately, causing an irreversible catastrophe.

In the face of this situation, there is a special term for the practice of practice to explain it - calamity.

As the saying goes, doom is inevitable.There is almost no possibility of avoiding this kind of killing and robbery provoked by external robbery.

We can only fight with our strength and face the catastrophe.

Fortunately, as long as you don't leave Penglai Xiandao, the doom will not be imminent.

Fang Longye looked at the various catastrophic auras that appeared above his head from the nothingness in all directions, and after a while of calculations, he came to a conclusion.

It's just that there was no trace of joy on his face.

Calamity, calamity, if you can escape just by being a coward, what is it called calamity?
Not to mention escaping, it is likely to breed greater disasters, and the act of escaping in the face of difficulties will cause a serious blow to his Dao Xin.

Fang Longye's eyes were filled with cruelty: "Who is going to put me to death?"

After realizing the calamity caused by the external calamity, the first thing Fang Longye thought of was Ao Chun's little boy.

The point is, based on his entanglement with him, he calculated for a while and found that it was not him.

Not to mention Ao Chun, he even made some calculations about Long Xuan who was next to Ao Chun's little boy.

It's a pity that Xu knew too little, didn't have many contacts, and didn't get too much.

It's just that he faintly realizes that he will have some entanglements with her in the near future.

"Will it be her?"

Fang Longye lowered his eyes in thought.

While he was thinking about it, the black and red calamity gathered together, forming a cloud of calamity.

I saw red blood and red awns overflowing in the black cloud, and the hook was drawn like a seal, walking freely.

During the collision, there was a thunder that could not be heard by others, resounding inside and outside.

The pen falls into thunder, and the ink studies the strange color.

Walk around in the sky, everywhere.

Doom is officially formed, and it is inevitable.

Faced with the changing fate, Fang Long's ambition became more and more calm.

Dayan fifty, escape to one.

There will never be a fatal catastrophe in the prehistoric world, and a glimmer of life will last forever.

"Oh~"

Fang Longye chuckled, with a calm voice, and murmured introspectively: "Since I met Big Brother Hongyun, I have been used to a smooth journey. When encountering such a difficult thing, are you flustered?"

"So, how can it be a big deal?"

Looking at the piece of Jianmu and the piece of World Tree in his hand, he smiled and threw it into Qingyun himself.

Between the ups and downs, there are thousands of seal script clusters that look like birds but not birds, fish and not fish, mixed with the sound of dragons singing and phoenixes singing, offering sacrifices one by one.

Forging iron has to be hard.

Although he couldn't avoid it all at once, it didn't mean that he wouldn't even be given time to prepare carefully.

Right now, all the planned practice matters are still undecided, and there is still plenty of time.

……

After some sacrificial exercises, Fang Longye threw all the fragments of Jianmu and World Tree into the hole in his body.

"Gurgling--"

Don't look at it, this piece of the world tree fragment from the world of immortality is extremely decayed, but it actually contains infinite vitality.

As soon as it touched the good fortune spring under Xunmu, new shoots sprouted immediately, and even delicate rhizomes formed.

Withered trees are in spring!

Continuously, they began to absorb the good fortune spring water, and even the roots were entangled. They wanted to take root in Xunmu, and turned against customers.

It's a pity that it's just a fragment without mentioning it. Although its essence is extremely high, it has no follow-up power.

It was only sacrificed by the secret method, and it was naturally restrained by Xunmu, who was cultivated by Fang Longye as a companion spiritual root, and was a head shorter.

In an instant, this revived world tree fragment was suppressed by Xunmu under the air roots, took root inside, absorbed its good fortune, and smelted its characteristics.

As for the building wood fragments, it is naturally the same.

Even if its body belongs to the second-generation Jianmu planted by Fuxi who ascended to heaven as emperor, it has a long history.

Even the main body has been baptized by endless merit and luck, and has already mutated, no less than some innate spiritual roots.

But after all, it is just a small fragment, and it has been sacrificed by the secret method, so there is no way to resist Xunmu's plundering of its good fortune and characteristics.

Even with the green dragon wood, the pieces of the three sacred trees struggled and counterattacked non-stop, and Xunmu, who stood in Fang Longye's cave, still firmly absorbed their good fortune and legal principles.

Fearless and never-ending.

Click, click—

With the continuous source of wood-seeking spirits, it absorbs the good fortune of the three-party sacred wood fragments, especially the newly added Jianmu and World Tree fragments.

The power of space pervades, coming from the roots.

Upwell all.

Penetrates into every wood.

Every inch, every centimeter, was spared.With the passage of time, Xunmu Linggen began to undergo wonderful changes.

It's getting higher and higher, and it's already a hundred thousand feet.

The upper sky is dry, the four poles are hanging down, standing in the center of the earth, with the momentum of supporting the sky, suppressing the entire cave.

slam-la-

The Xunmu Linggen swayed its branches cheerfully, forming a melodious Taoist sound.

As the sound of the Dao diffused, the power of space in Xunmu continued to grow, penetrating into every place of the spiritual root.

Inside and outside of Xunmu, a regular spatial texture like substance is formed, twisted and circling, like a dragon but not a dragon.

Rhizomes, trunks, branches, leaves, epidermis, and so on, in the Xunmu Ling root, every inch, every centimeter, has not fallen, and it is densely packed.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately penetrated everything, resonating with the earth, the ocean, the sky, and the entire cave.

In an instant, in the cave, spaces that had never appeared one after another were forcibly opened up and dotted around the boundary wall of the cave.

Connect by searching for wood spiritual roots.

These spaces, together with the thousands of spaces previously formed in Fang Longye's body, work together to absorb the inspiration and dao rhyme of Penglai Xiandao from a distance.

Through the transformation of Xunmu, an inexplicable atmosphere is formed, which is intangible, invisible, and silent.

It is extremely subtle and endless.

Indescribable, real.

As soon as this qi came out, it immediately swam through the cave in the whole body.

From top to bottom, from left to right, heaven and earth, any hills, waters, oceans, etc., nothing is omitted.

Fang Long's ambition was immersed, and he saw it in his eyes, his eyes were piercing.

He discovered that these inexplicable auras contained majestic energies, and wherever they went, the already deep cave sky was raised to a new level.

Obviously, even though his own accompanying spiritual root has not completely smelted the principles of good fortune in the fragments of Jianmu and World Tree.

But in the end, it can be regarded as already possessing a trace of the characteristics of these two kinds of Shenmu, and can exert similar abilities.

(End of this chapter)