"This is Mu Geng Jing..."

Yang Fan stared at the jade-like wooden jade on the blue-haired young man's hand, and his face looked surprised.

It is incredible that this object actually caused the green species of life in his body to sense it.

This is the first time such a thing has happened.

And with the threatening words of the blue-haired young man, everyone just stared at him to clean up the wreckage, dared not speak out.

In terms of cultivation strength, the other party has two golden elixirs, one of which is a great Jindan monk, which is enough to kill Liu Xueqin and others.

In terms of sect power, the other two were even monks from the three major sects in the north, "Bingyou Palace".

Therefore, the monks such as the "Bingpo Sect" led by Liu Xueqin and others dared not act rashly and suppressed their anger.

At this time, even the young man surnamed Fang held his hands tightly, looking unwilling.

Everyone finally killed the ancient tree spirit, and was about to achieve the purpose of this trip, but unexpectedly this happened.

But finally, someone still spoke.

He was not Liu Xueqin, who had just entered the Golden Pill, nor was he the two foundation-building deacons, but he was an inconspicuous cultivator in the Concentration Stage.

"This is the first time that Mr. Yang has seen it. Can you let me see it?"

Yang Fan walked towards the two of them with a smile, looking harmless.

The middle-aged man in yellow clothes immediately showed a look of alert and shouted angrily: "Get away."

Yang Fan couldn't help but say with a little disappointment and contempt: "Ge*** is a high-level Jindan. Are you still afraid that I will take away the Mu Geng Jing from your hands?"

The middle-aged man in yellow shirt was suffocated.

However, the blue-haired young man narrowed his eyes slightly and his face was indifferent. He threw the Mu Geng spirit in his hand to him and said lightly: "It's okay to add some knowledge to you, but remember, if you dare to leave half a step, don't blame me for killing you on the spot."

"Thank you." Yang Fan showed a smile on his face. He took the Mu Geng spirit and felt that the green seed of life was beating even more powerful.

What's even more amazing is that a pure essence of life poured into his body.

His soul root senses were integrated into the Mu Geng essence and also accelerated the absorption of the essence of life.

With the senses integrated into it, Yang Fan seemed to be able to understand every bit of an ancient tree that has experienced hundreds of thousands of years of history.

This small Mu Geng essence actually contains a huge amount of life essence.

No wonder he only has the third-level peak cultivation level, and this ancient tree spirit can compete with Liu Xueqin and others who have just entered the golden elixir, and even kill two monks.

Thinking about it this way, the power of this ancient tree spirit is very similar to that of Yang Fan’s life green seed.

What is different is that Yang Fan's green life species is more broad and tolerant, and his life force is simpler, not just the power of the wood system.

Slowly closing his eyes, Yang Fan's soul root and the green life species worked together to absorb the essence of life from the Mu Geng essence.

In just a moment, Yang Fan felt that his cultivation seemed to have signs of growth, which was several times faster than normal practice.

However, this Mu Geng Essence contains hundreds of thousands of years of life essence, and it is definitely not something that can be absorbed in a short time.

To a certain extent, this Mu Geng Jing is like a spirit stone. The better the quality of the spirit stone, the faster the cultivator can practice.

The spirit stones in the immortal world have also been accumulated for countless thousands of years and condensed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This situation made Yang Fan ecstatic.

At this time, the cutting materials for middle-aged people in yellow and blue-haired young people were also at the last moment.

"In addition to the Mu Geng spirit and the trunk, this ancient tree essence is also the most valuable."

The two joined forces and took a long time to pull up the yellowish-colored roots that were crossed.

This root is extremely solid and is one of the materials for refining magic weapons.

Yang Fan stared at the beard and felt his soul root beating slightly, but his reaction was not big.

In his eyes, that thorn has the same effect as his soul root.

However, the soul root is even more brilliant, it is a mysterious spirit body that merges with the soul, and has the ability to reach the sky and the earth.

And this root simply absorbs nutrients and spiritual energy from the earth to strengthen the trees themselves.

Seeing that the two of them had packed up the materials, Yang Fan said with a smile: "I wonder if this piece of Mu Geng Jing can be traded to me."

"Trade?" Both the blue-haired young man and the yellow-shirted middle-aged man showed strange looks.

A small low-level monk actually traded with him.

"Boy, even if you mortgage everything on you, you can't trade a piece of Mu Geng Jing."

The middle-aged man in yellow sneered, his face full of mockery.

"Yang Fan, please return the Mu Geng spirit to them."

Fairy Qin in white was a little worried and hurriedly urged.

Liu Xueqin also sent a voice to her senses: "Give them the things back, come back quickly, be careful to cause killing disasters."

At this moment, everyone was sweating coldly for Yang Fan.

Only the man surnamed Fang and Lin Cheng were exceptions.

The former has some fun watching, and she wishes that Yang Fan would have a conflict with the two high-level people and be killed.

And Lin Cheng, based on his understanding of Yang Fan, has an inexplicable confidence in him.

At this moment, even when facing the two high-level Golden Elixirs, Yang Fan was as calm as ever.

"I don't know if the two spirit stones in my hand are enough."

Yang Fan smiled and took out two spirit stones.

"Two spirit stones? Hahaha..." The middle-aged man in yellow almost laughed: "Have you never left the sect and is completely isolated from the world? You also want to replace the two spirit stones with Mu Geng spirit."

"Huh?" The blue-haired young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes fixed on the two spirit stones in Yang Fan's hand. The color was bright and transparent as a pearl.

"Up...the best-grade spirit stone!!"

His voice was a bit surprising.

Top-grade spirit stones!!

The monks of the Bingpo Sect were also shocked.

A top-grade spirit stone is at least equal to ten thousand ordinary spirit stones!!

For low-level monks, top-grade spirit stones are simply unattainable, and they can't even be seen in their lifetime.

Even for the high-level Jindan level, there are not many top-grade spirit stones in my hand.

"How come this guy has a top-grade spirit stone in his hand..."

The man surnamed Fang was a little lost. Suddenly, he remembered the previous warning from Deacon Yang to himself: "... It's better not to provoke these two people in the future. I feel that Yang Fan is really not simple."

A trace of strangeness flashed through Fairy Qin's bright eyes, and she thought to herself: "I had known that you were not an ordinary person."

"I dare to ask fellow Taoist, is it enough?"

Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"Enough... enough." The blue-haired young man nodded subconsciously and smiled, "If you want, you'll trade like this."

"Okay." Yang Fan threw two top-grade spirit stones to the blue-haired young man and put away the Mu Geng spirit himself.

After doing this, he turned around and walked towards these monks from the Bingpo Sect.

The blue-haired young man was holding two top-grade spirit stones in his hand, feeling a little unreal. How could he get two top-grade spirit stones so easily?

The middle-aged man in yellow shirt looked at him with greed.

"not good……"

Fairy Qin and others seemed to see some clues and shouted softly.

How could Yang Fan, a low-level monk, take out such things to trade with a high-level monk? How could he not cause the other party's greed?

Sure enough, when Yang Fan turned around and walked a few steps, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt moved.

Swish ~

A yellow shadow flashed, and he reached out to grab Yang Fan.

At this speed, it is impossible for low-level monks to avoid it.

However, the moment he took action, Yang Fan turned sideways, and the timing was extremely clever, just avoiding the grab.

In the eyes of outsiders, the middle-aged man in yellow clothes seemed to be deliberately letting Yang Fan go away, just to set off the latter's acting.

But in the eyes of the other two high-level monks on the field, Yang Fan's flash was simply a perfect coordination.

More importantly, what the other party showed was still the cultivation level of the concentration stage!!

The period of concentration!!

How is this possible!!

The middle-aged man in yellow shirt was slightly stunned. He was in the game and thought he had made a mistake for a moment. He was angry and slapped Yang Fan again with a palm from the air.
To be continued...