A few months later.

Qingyu Garden.

Fang Xing was holding a piece of animal skin in his hand and was working hard to comprehend.

This is the fundamental diagram of the supernatural powers of the "Flesh Tai Sui".

Although Fei Changnong said that no one could give private contributions to military achievements, there were too many such things in private and could not control them at all!

If Fang Xing is willing to give more success achievements, naturally some Taoist monks are moved.

After collecting a bag of talisman money, Fei Changnong didn't say much, and took the initiative to help Fang Xing complete the transaction.

‘Although after this transaction, all my merit points were cleared and even the talisman money was reduced, it was still worth it…’

Fang Xing looked at the dark animal skin in front of him.

"This beast has a strange texture... It's not an ordinary monster, but it may be comparable to the true Lord of the Sun God..."

On the dark animal skin, there are many different patterns.

These patterns are extremely complex and are constantly extending and changing... forming a Ganoderma lucidum shape.

"Flesh Tai Sui..."

Fang Xing's eyes were blurred, and he seemed to be immersed in it at once.

"No matter how the origin of this fundamental diagram of magical powers is, it is even more difficult to comprehend..."

"But for me, it's very simple... I will definitely be able to break through within a few years and condense the false magical power of "Flesh Tai Sui".

"At that time, you will definitely be able to break through the late stage of the Taoist foundation and practice the magical power of "flesh and blood" in the future..."

Fang Xing carefully realized: "This 'Flesh Tai Sui' magical power is a defense and recovery type..."

As he continued to comprehend, the shadows of the trees on his body were swaying, and there was a faint fragrance...

...

A few months later.

Dulongpo.

Fang Xing specially invited a holiday to Dulongpo.

In the sea of ​​bamboo.

Several three saint oaks stand proudly, each of which needs several people to embrace the thickness and thickness, with the breath of ancient times.

"Spiritual Plant - Three Holy Oaks! It's the most suitable person to be enlightened..."

Fang Xing stroked the oak bark and nodded slightly.

Under his [plant growth] talent and the pseudo-magic power of "luxuriant" were combined, the "Three Saint Oaks" he first planted finally reached the ten thousand years level!

Slap!

He collected oak fruits one by one. This ten thousand-year acorn contains pure vitality. It can refine the best healing medicine, or swallow it directly to increase the cultivation of a monk with wood-attributed martial arts.

"If the Three Holy Oak in Ten Thousand Years... becomes a tree man, it will almost have the power of Yin God, right?"

Fang Xing murmured, silently estimating with the druid's perception.

"If you want to enlighten a 'Ten Thousand Years of Tree Man', first of all, my own druid level must be above level 15, and then you will lose a lot of experience..."

"If you don't have enough experience, you will use your vitality, that is, your life span?"

"It can be kept as a trump card, but it's better to use paper people in normal times."

The Wannianshu human is huge in size and slow in moving... These are all insurmountable weaknesses.

In comparison, it is still easy to carry by paper people, and it is even completely different to use.

The talent of [Inspiration and Tree Man] belongs to the druid, which has not been seen in this world and is likely to attract the attention of some high-ranking existences.

Therefore, when facing the enemy, it is best to silence.

Paper Man is a common technique outside the country and is more suitable as a conventional method.

‘If you refine another 'Spiritual Paper House Cave Heaven', it will not only be extremely convenient to move, but you can summon a large army of paper men in your body with a wave...’

‘This is the same principle for using enlightenment to enlighten monsters…’

rustle!

The bamboo shadow fell down, and a huge black shadow appeared, it was the black snake!

Or, the Daoji monster - the Poison Horn Python!

The poisonous horn python's scales were pitch black like black jade, with a body of more than ten feet in size, with a single horn growing on its forehead, with strange patterns.

In order to enlighten him to break through the Taoist foundation, Fang Xing did not consume valuable druid experience, but spent nearly ten years of life.

‘The consumption of enlightening monsters is higher than that of ordinary paper people…’

‘The key is that no matter how powerful my beast control technique is, the monsters I cultivate can break through bottlenecks one after another...’

‘As for the paper man, there is nothing, I have lost my life…’

Fang Xing touched the black poisonous horn of the poisonous horn python and felt the toxins condensed in it.

If your [toxin immunity] talent has improved, you may be poisoned just by touching this poisonous horn.

‘Its combat power is pretty good…but if you want to increase it to the late stage of Dao Base, the life span will be much more than thirty years.’

‘If you want to turn into a dragon, don’t think about it in a few hundred years…’

After all, the poisonous horn python is a living flesh and blood creature, and can also practice on its own and have its own will.

The price required for breakthrough is far greater than that of Paper Man.

"There are six paper generals, comparable to the small ginseng essence in the middle realm of the Taoist foundation... It should be enough to have this poisonous horn python in the early realm of the Taoist foundation."

Fang Xing looked at the sea of ​​10,000 acres and thought to himself: "But you still need to add insurance."

Although he has planted tens of thousands of acres of evergreen forests in Qingyu Garden, this bamboo sea has been longer and has brought more experience.

After level 15, the experience value required becomes larger and you cannot give up in any place.

Thinking of this, Fang Xing came to the oldest Ten Thousand Years Three Holy Oaks.

As my thoughts moved, a green light fell on the Three Holy Oaks.

——Inspire and create people!

——Enlightenment!

The druid experience on Fang Xing was quickly exhausted, and then his life span!

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years!

Fifty years, one hundred years, three hundred years!

After spending three hundred years of life, the ancient three holy oaks shook and roots rose from the ground.

Rumble!

It stood up and turned into a tree man standing tall. Six forks appeared on the tree body, and a strange head grew. There were a face on the left and right sides, which was a strange tree man with three sides and six arms.

Its eyes went down and saw Fang Xing, an old but gentle voice sounded: "Salute to you, the darling of nature!"

"Well, your name is 'Three Songs'!"

Fang Xing said: "The only task is to protect this bamboo sea."

Although it is difficult to move people in a tree, they are good at fighting positional warfare and defensive warfare.

Fang Xing felt a little, and then he knew that these three tree people had the talent of [Natural Enchantment], which was equivalent to a large formation that could include the entire bamboo forest in the protection range.

And its strength is the absolute Yin Shen Zhenren level, and there is no problem with defense.

Paired with the six flexible and mobile paper generals, it is foolproof.

"You usually pay attention to hiding yourself."

Fang Xing gave a few words to him, and the three-shout tree man sat back immediately and returned to the appearance of the Three Holy Oaks in Ten Thousand Years.

‘If such an existence is called the world here, the ten thousand-year-old tree demon?’

‘Its hidden ability is amazing. Before it appears, even the Yin Shen Real Person may not be able to perceive the difference between it and ordinary oak…’

Fang Xing nodded, very satisfied with it.

"My life span is only 2,700 years left, so it's not enough..."

He shook his head and was about to leave when he saw a flash of green light.

Little ginseng essence Xiaoqing lay on the three holy oak root system, sleeping soundly, looking very comfortable.

"It's a little clever guy."

"There is no safer place in the entire Dulongpo than under this tree and the essence of the grass and trees is richer..."

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

In time, perhaps this place would be transformed into a "holy land in the forest" and would be the sanctuary of the druids.

At that time, even the True Lord of Yangshen will be difficult to break in!

Of course, this requires a lot of investment.

...

Fang Xing walked out of the bamboo forest and saw Lu Feng waiting outside.

Compared to his previous high spirits, the head of the Lu family looks much older, with a little frosty and a hunched back.

"Uncle Fang..."

Lu Feng coughed, and his cultivation even reversed.

"Aren't you on the battlefield?"

Fang Xing was a little surprised.

"I was seriously injured a few days ago and was able to return to my family to recuperate..."

Lu Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm hurting my foundation. I'm afraid it's hard to get back to the back of my energy like Uncle Tie Luo."

"The Blood Shadow Sect's magic is indeed sinister."

Fang Xing was quite moved and handed over a healing berries.

Lu Feng took it with a bitter face, knowing that he had no face at Uncle Fang.

He knew the effect of treating berries, which could only slightly replenish the vitality and could not heal the damage to the foundation.

Of course Fang Xing knew that this was just the meaning.

For a guy who once had the idea of ​​making a thousand acres of bamboo forest, he was already considered a good temper without taking action. How could he treat the other party?

‘Even, it is difficult to use ‘natural healing’ for fundamental injuries…unless you get the talent of ‘advanced natural healing’…’

Druids have good healing ability. Treating berries is equivalent to "treating minor injuries", and "natural healing" can treat trauma.

"Advanced Natural Healing" can treat severe injuries, even if you have broken hands and feet, deafness and blindness, or damage to the foundation, you can recover as long as you have been treated.

However, Fang Xing has not obtained this talent.

Even if I get it, I will not treat Lu Feng.

"Where is Hu Liuniang's grave? Are you with Tieluo?"

Fang Xing said, "I still have to go and worship."

"Uncle Fang, please."

Lu Feng's face was bitter and he led the way ahead.

Although the Lu family in Dongfeng is the only one in the world, the friendship between the five friends of Fuyun was there, Tieluans, Song Yunqian, and Hu Liuniang were all buried beside Lao Lutou.

There is even a Lin Xu's tomb.

At this time, there was a figure standing silently in front of the graves of several people.

"Who are you?"

When Lu Feng saw a stranger standing in front of his ancestor's grave, he couldn't help but ask.

"Wait... are you... Lin Xu?"

Fang Xing spoke in surprise.

Although the figure looked very pale, it was indeed Lin Xu's appearance before.

"What? Is Uncle Lin?"

Lu Feng sensed it and was shocked: "His he actually made a foundation?"

Lin Xu turned around, a stiff smile came out from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly turned into a gray-white escape light, rising into the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Lin walks slowly..."

Fang Xing was swaying with shadows around the tree, and he chased after him directly.

In his heart, he laughed secretly: "Although this person is Lin Xu, he is just Lin Xu's corpse... The real Lin Xu has long been dead. Has his body been refined by the corpse sect using the secret technique, but he broke through the Taoist foundation?'
Chapter completed!