Manniu leaned over, looked up, and looked down, looking very curious.

His originally majestic bull head now looks extremely miserable. While the horns are missing, he is inserted crookedly and obliquely, and he will fall down if he bumps and bumps.

Manniu didn't feel pain or depression at all, and his eyes were full of excitement and curiosity.

The blood feud for generations has been repaid, and he has some of his contributions. Jiang Zhi doesn't need to mention that satisfaction. If it weren't for Zhang Fan in front of him, he would have wanted to jump up and look for a cow to celebrate with ease.

But it was also good in front of him. Although there was no cow, there was the treasure of the Ancestor Han Rong and his powerful secret, which was enough to make him excited.

Before he could see a little while, Zhang Fan's eyes shone in his eyes, pressed his hand on his head, and pushed it away.

On the jade stele, there are four traces of complicated patterns. If you don’t look closely, you only think it is exquisite carving. After looking closely, you will feel a sense of familiarity.

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and his hand flipped, and the ancient wood token fell into his hand. He gestured, and it was exactly the same as the four slits on the jade stele. It was obvious that this treasure was obtained by the ancestor Kurong and Rong on this stone tablet.

This is expected, it’s okay, but what really touched Zhang Fan was the ground under the jade stele.

There, with the previous beat, the stone tablet vibrated, shaking away a thin layer of dust and spreading on it, like sawn wood ash, and fell into a row of deep pits.

These deep pits are only as thick as a little finger, but extremely deep. Each deep pit is like a spiritual spring, and it is back and gushing out the fullness of wood spirit. At first sight, Zhang Fan thought of the roots that fell like curtains, and the huge root system that lies across the ground like a net. No matter how you look at these small pits, these small pits are like the place where the old ancestors of the Floating and Wind explored their roots.

When he recalled the green light that made him fail, Zhang Fan's eyes couldn't help but become much hotter when he lit the entire old tree.

This thought lasted for a lifetime, he suddenly reached out and pushed it out with a palm on the jade stele.

"boom"

The earth and rocks were flying, and dust and wood chips were sprinkled, making the deep pit become hazy.

Immediately, like a cloud of clouds seeing the sun, a ball of green light jumped out in the dim and hazy, dyeing everything into the color of jade.

“Wow!

The faint sound of shock and shaking water appeared under the stone tablet. In front of Zhang Fan and others was a small pool the size of a wooden barrel bathed by three people.

The small pond is filled with ancient stones. A pool of jasper is surrounded. Every time it shakes, a little green crystal overflows from the pond, scattering in the air, turning into a full wood spirit aura.

"It's it!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were filled with divine light, and it sprayed out as much as three inches long. The fiery sense almost boiled a pond of jade.

"Innate Yi Wood Essence!"

Behind him, the Taoist Ku also came back from the shock and murmured, almost pious.

This pool is not full, but only a 31 number. Even such a 31 number is enough to make the people who are so knowledgeable and knowledgeable as the one who is so stuttered.

These jasper-like pool water are formed by the innate Yi Wood essence transformed into qi and liquid, and are the essence of the innate Yi Wood. This pool water alone is enough to save Zhang Fan from practicing the innate Yi Wood Creation Art for a hundred years. It is terrifying!

Previously, if it weren't for the root system to explore the essence of the innate Yi Wood in this pool and obtain endless support, how could the old ancestor of the Dead Tree be so powerful that it would have turned into a piece of coke?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was secretly grateful that he took action early and stopped Guiyuan Spirit Wood in time. If it fell into this deep pit, it would be a whale swallowed the tiger. When he discovered the essence of the innate Yi Wood in the pool, it would be absorbed by it.

In that case, it would be a waste of trouble, and it would be a shame.

"Boy, you are so lucky, too "

“It’s a bit shit.”

The Ku Taoist was extremely envious. After thinking for a long time, he still had such a common saying, which was the most sufficient to describe his mood at this time.

Looking at the innate Yi Wood essence of this pool, Zhang Fan would never care about it. Just shit, just shit, the things are real.

"Huh, what is this?"

Manniu poked his head curiously and took a photo in the Jade Pool. While speaking, he poked a cow's hoof into the pool.

"ah!"

In an instant, two hands, one in front and one behind, all knocked on him. The Ku Taoist directly aimed at his hooves, while Zhang Fan took them to his head.

With a scream, Manniu saw the attacker, stepped back awkwardly, lay down obediently, and did not dare to say anything.

Zhang Fan and Dao Ren Ku didn't care about this bull, and looked at a small black dot floating in the water of the Jade Pool.

This thing is something that aroused Manniu's interest.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and the black dot that was only the size of a thumb turned around and slowly flew out of the water of the innate Yi Wood Essence Pool and fell into his hand.

After looking at it, he asked, "Old Ku, do you know what this is?"

This black dot looks much clearer than in the pool water. It is a round thing, ninety percent pitch black, like carbonized, with only less than one layer, shriveled and a little green, which can be seen vaguely

Zhang Fan had already investigated this seed the moment he bought it. There was no scattered vitality in it. He could not even be able to see the dead tree spring.

He asked, but it was just a habit and curiosity in his heart. He didn't think that this seed that completely lost its vitality could have any effect. Unexpectedly, when he saw the thing in his palm, the expression of the Ku Taoist became solemn. "He picked up the seed from his palm with a ginger, looked at it carefully for a while, pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke: Boy, if the old man read it correctly, this would be a congenital wood fetus."

"First, the samadhiko?"

What is this? Before Zhang Fan's question could be said, the Ku Taoist continued: "The innate wood fetus is a giant plant demon with the innate Yi wood essence. When he died, the innate Yi wood essence in his body was combined with its wood essence. This is a kind of strange treasure that was born!"

When talking about the word "Single Treasure", the Ku Taoist was a little hesitant, obviously thinking that this statement is a bit inaccurate.

"If you can cultivate the innate wood fetus to the complete form, it will break the fetus and generate a natural treasure. The effect is unknown. It is difficult to say specifically when it comes to the cultivation level, body, and the degree of innate Yi Wood essence in front of the vegetation demon."

When Daoist Ku said this, Zhang Fan understood a little. To put it bluntly, the so-called innate wooden fetus can be completely understood as a treasure that is being nurtured, but it is destined to be wood-based.

"How could it be like this?"

“Difficult…”

Zhang Fan frowned, but thought of a possibility.

"It's probably about the same as what you think." The Ku Taoist said with an excuse: "The seed of the rotten wood happened to fall here, seizing the resources of the innate wood fetus and achieving itself."

"The congenital wood fetus is very fragile in the initial stage, and it is normal to not be able to fight for a vibrant seed. It is precisely because of the congenital deficiency that not only has the treasure not been born over the years, but it has consumed almost all the vitality."

The Taoist Ku shook his head and handed the congenital wood fetus back to Zhang Fan, saying regretfully: "Put it away first, there may be opportunities in the future. If we come a few years later, we will probably have the vitality and no hope. Now we still have some thoughts."

"It's just a thought."

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, then shook his head in vain. This made people feel inadequate and swallowed an elephant. It would be good to have a thought. The harvest this time was so great that the sky was not complete, and the overflow was overflowing. That was good.

After delaying for so many times, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed and twitching from time to time, as if he was under infinite pressure and was suffering endlessly. Seeing that the muscles on his face were twitching, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said, "I need to stay in seclusion for a while, you guys."

Before he finished speaking, the Ku Dao Ren said decisively: "I'll be with you."

"That's good!"

The green light that could not be suppressed on Zhang Fan's body gradually rose. He quickly cut the mess and said, "Manniu stayed with him to take care of him. If you have any questions, please contact me."

As he finished speaking, he lifted Manniu's neck and moved his body and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

As soon as he returned to the ground, Zhang Fan's sleeves spread out, and the earth swept across the sleeves. The suddenly deep pit formed by the roots of the tree. Among them, the jade stele and the innate Yi Wood Essence Pool disappeared, leaving only a huge pit of hundreds of feet, occupying the core of Changchun Valley.

Zhang Fan himself also disappeared at the same time.

As soon as he entered Zifuzhou, a layer of earthy yellow film spread out like lichens, covering the ground, penetrated into it, and was no longer visible.

Even Manniu, who watched all this happen, could not notice anything unusual.

"So straightforward!"

After a while, Manniu closed his wide open mouth and shook his head, preparing to continue looking for the bad luck of the Han Rongmen.

Now they are real trees. If they don't ravage at this time, how can they eliminate the hatred in his heart? They have been chasing them like grandsons for so many years, and they are just venting their anger against those unlucky guys.

Shi Shiran took two steps, and Manniu thought of something, his spiritual sense and bull's eyes swept across the entire body. In Changchun Valley, it was also a thought.

After a moment, a strange expression appeared on his cow's face: "Where is my horn?"

At the same time, in Zifu Prefecture.

Not far from the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument, Guiyuan Spirit Wood gathered the spiritual cyclones all over the sky, creating a top-level blessed land of caves.

On one side, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged, and a jasper pool beside him, a golden horn lying quietly beside the pool.

Defense: Second update

I just came back and was just taken to his house by the same city author Qian Huan Bingyun and his wife. It turned out that there was a beautiful woman introducing her.
Chapter completed!