I Am Xianfan

Six months later.

Penglai Xianzong, a small reef on the coast, waves beating against the reef.

A golden eagle during the refining period patrolled the coast in the sky hundreds of meters, searching for food. Suddenly, it found a large, spiritually long fat fish in the seagrass of the shallows. After observing it for a while, it swooped down sharply, and its claws pounced on the fat fish.

"puff!"

The spirit fat fish disappeared, but turned into a piece of wood.

The seaweed in the shallows crazily entangled at this moment, binding its pair of sharp claws, making it unable to break free.

trap?

The golden eagle grabbed the piece of wood in the water, and suddenly panicked, knowing that something was wrong. It flapped a pair of huge wings, frantically pulled out of the seaweed entanglement.

A poisonous arrow appeared out of thin air and pierced its body!

The golden eagle wailed, the wound was pitch black, flew several tens of feet away, then became poisonous, and fell into the sea with one end.

Immediately, the figure of a foundation-building monk appeared from the hiding of the reef, and it was Su Chen who was practicing various wood spells here.

Seeing this effect, Su Chen nodded in satisfaction.

It is not easy to ambush the golden eagle, this kind of spiritual bird. The natural "golden eye" of the golden eagle has a strong concealment effect. Unless the concealment effect is very good, it is difficult to hide from their eyes.

After half a year, his sixteen spells have become quite adept.

It is undoubtedly very tight to practice these sixteen wood spells with completely different purposes in just half a year. It is extremely difficult to master these sixteen types of spells fully and skillfully.

Spell practice requires a high degree of skill.

Practice makes perfect and produces combat effectiveness.

He spent half a month practicing a spell, consuming a lot of spiritual peaches, spiritual wine and other replenishment mana materials. He did not stingy with mana. He repeatedly cast it at least hundreds of times in one day. After half a month of high-intensity training, it was just Cultivation to a proficiency level can display them smoothly.

For example, the offensive wood spell "Gun Forest Arrow Rain", the defensive spell "Wood Armor", the invisibility spell "Wood Hidden Skill", the wood escape technique, etc., these are actually relatively easy to practice and only require mana.

But other types, such as wood trap, wood poison, wood illusion, wood puppet art, etc., require a large amount of auxiliary wood materials to be able to be displayed.

Wood-type poison art requires a lot of wood-type venom, which must be extracted from the highly poisonous spirit wood. Tier 2 wood toxins, even toxins above Tier 3, are extremely overbearing. With just a drop of venom, it can pose a huge threat to the foundation-building monks and even the golden core monks.

Because of this, the extraction of wood poison requires sophisticated skills, and there is even a sideline industry, wood poison refiner. It's just that the number of people engaged in this industry is extremely small, not as well-known as alchemists and spiritual farmers.

In the "Hundred Flowers Spiritual Scripture of Illusion", you need to prepare a potpourri scent bag in advance, which is filled with all kinds of spiritual petals full of incense, so that you can use the incense to perform various psychedelic techniques.

The "White Lotus Spiritual Sutra of Wood Puppet Art" is a spell that Su Chen has practiced long ago. It records that "throwing beans to become soldiers, standing firewood for dogs, predestined trees for fish, gourd and vine soldiers, and cutting grass for horses. ..." And many other wood puppet spells, which have many uses.

Su Chen realized this technique when he saw this technique. It turns out that the "Bailian Lingjing" is a wooden puppet technique, and there is also this book in the treasure house of the Penglai Immortal Sect, which is almost the same as his own.

Old Zu Jiang has prepared a lot of wood materials for him.

Su Chen spent a lot of time in this half a year, planting a large amount of wood spell materials in Lingshan.

He calculated that half a year had passed, and the battle for the spirit fruit of Penglai Xianzong was about to begin, so he stopped staying, and the sword went to Xianzong, waiting for news.

...

East China Sea, thousands of miles away from Penglai Xianzong.

A remote and quiet small fishing port.

More than dozens of the flag-bearers of the Demon League wearing armor, bowed in fear and fear in front of an old fisherman with a gloomy face in a scorpion coat, to this old fisherman who was disguised as a mortal, that is, the devil. The leader of the green robe boss, reported the recent activities of various flag-bearers, and did not dare to raise his head.

Since the defeat of the Demon League from the Tianfeng Gorge Devil's Cave, the old green robe monster has lived in seclusion in this small fishing port due to injury, and remotely directed the remaining disciples to scatter in secret activities in the middle earth, win over the scattered monks from all over the world, create disasters, and wait for the opportunity to hunt down the Penglai immortal. The monks and the mortals associated with them, to avenge the Penglai Xianzong.

However, many immortal sects in China, large and small, dispatched many patrolling emissaries to continuously and closely inspect all parts of China's Middle Earth.

The scattered activities of the disciples of the Demon League were extinguished one after another. In just two years, the harvest has been very few, and it has not achieved the effect of revenge on Penglai Xianzong, but has lost nearly half of the manpower.

The Demon League, which had been greatly injured, is now in decline.

Because they did not occupy the land of Lingshan and lacked a solid source of training materials, the monks of the Demon Alliance were extremely short of training materials on weekdays. If this continues, I am afraid that the hearts of the people will become distracted, and it will be difficult even to maintain the Demon League.

This time, all the great envoys returned together, and they also reported to the old monster Lupao about their recent activities in various places.

There have even been a small number of the evil spirit alliance's large-handed envoys, who have escaped from the control of the evil spirit alliance without returning. However, the monks who left the Demon League often lived for a short time, and they had been planted with poison gu unknowingly in their bodies, and they would be poisoned to death within a few years. Only the green robe old monster had a detoxification pill in his hands.

"A bunch of useless waste! Penglai Xianzong hasn't lost much in the past two years, but the manpower of our Demon League has lost even more!"

The old monster in the green robe was extremely disappointed after listening to the report from the big ambassadors, his face pale in anger. He couldn't help coughing violently, coughing up a lot of blood.

This is his old injury in the past, which has not been healed yet.

The big banners made the people vomiting blood from the old green robe, and their expressions were even more panic.

The old monster in the green robe is violent, capricious, and often vents his anger. When he was furious, he even sucked out the vitality of his subordinates, making the evil spirit alliance fearful.

"The leader calmed down his anger, his subordinates disguised themselves as other immortal cultivators, and inquired about an important piece of information from Penglai's disciples. Penglai immortal sect is still half a year old, and the ten-year spirit fruit battle is about to begin. The ten strongest students among the base-building disciples competed for ten spiritual fruits!"

"Oh, where are they and how do they fight for the spirit fruit?!"

"Penglai Xianzong keeps this secret strictly. It is said that nearly ten Jindan elders personally escorted them there. Even the disciples of Penglai Xianzong are not clear. The subordinates have not been able to find out specific information.

The big flagman reported.

The old monster in the green robe had a deep complexion, thinking for a long time.

Several sects headed by Penglai Immortal Sect destroyed the Tianfeng Gorge Demon Cave and destroyed the evil spirit alliance that he had worked so hard to manage for hundreds of years. Even he himself was seriously injured by several Jindan cultivators of Penglai Xianzong, and he has not recovered yet.

In the past two years, he has been deliberately trying to avenge Penglai Xianzong, fanning the flames everywhere in Zhongtu, but the results have not been great. And these methods are just the skin, and can't touch the foundation of Penglai Xianzong in the slightest.

His hatred and anger towards Penglai Xianzong couldn't be vented.

If he had the opportunity to sneak into these two hundred foundation building cultivators, snatching the ten mysterious spirit fruits, and even killing many Penglai building foundation cultivators, it would surely cause Penglai Immortal Sect to greatly damage the vitality and shake the foundation of the middle level.

However, Penglai Xianzong mobilized a number of Jindan monks to protect this operation closely.

It is not easy for him to succeed.

"It seems that this time the old man must act personally, disguised as an incarnation to replace one of them, and sneak into these foundation-building cultivators. Fang has hope and **** the spirit fruit."

The old monster in the green robe said with a deep face.

He has practiced extremely clever incarnation disguise, not only can be disguised as a mortal, but also as a Qi-refining monk and foundation-building monk.

The appearance and mana breath can be almost exactly the same, vividly. Only the divine consciousness is slightly different, unless it is an acquaintance, it will be slightly noticed.

However, more than two hundred foundation-building cultivators participated in the spirit fruit battle, and the number was huge. He could always find a suitable person to replace him and sneak into the crowd.

With the methods of his late Jindan, he turned into a foundation-building monk, and it was not difficult to get caught up in it.

However, his injury was too serious, even if it was the cultivation base of the late Golden Core, I am afraid that he could only display the strength of the early Golden Core.

"But, lord, your injury is quite serious, is it convenient?"

"It's better to let the subordinates wait for it!"

The envoys hurriedly said.

"It's okay! You are easy to show your feet, and the old man himself has more control. It is no problem to deal with a group of foundation-building monks. If these mysterious spirit fruits are taken, they can be used to heal the old man's injuries. There are even excess spirit fruits, but I can reward you!"

There was a cold smile on the cold face of the old monster in green robe.

These mysterious spirit fruits contain extremely abundant vitality, which can not only allow the foundation-building monks to break through the golden core realm.

It is also a great tonic for the golden core monks, which can greatly enhance the cultivation base and have an excellent suppression effect on injuries.

If he grabs these spirit fruits, he can step into the peak of the Golden Core Realm from the seventh stage of the late Golden Core Realm in one fell swoop, only one step away from the Nascent Soul Realm.

Of course, the remaining one or two spirit fruits can also be used to reward these loyal subordinates of the Demon League and win over people's hearts.

The old monster in the green robe knew that there were not enough benefits. It would be extremely difficult for many demonic cultivators to gather around him and obey orders just by relying on intimidation and poisonous intimidation.

After the reward, there will be a brave husband.

Otherwise, just being unsatisfied will not really sacrifice his life for him.

"Thank you, leader!"

"Subordinates will never hesitate to wait!"

All the envoys of the flag-holders were all in ecstasy when they heard the words, and their faces flushed with excitement.

Except for the large and small immortal sects, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to obtain mysterious spiritual fruit, and it is extremely difficult to become a golden core monk. Most of the Golden Core cultivators in the Middle-earth Cultivation Realm are Xianzong disciples, and only one percent are external cultivators, which shows that.

If they can get the spiritual fruit reward, their hopes of being promoted to the golden core monk greatly increase.

As long as you can become a Golden Core cultivator, the entire Middle-earth Cultivation Realm is the top level, and that is not going sideways.

"Now there is still a little half a year away from the Penglai Immortal Sect's spirit fruit dispute. You split up, disguised as other Immortal Sect monks or casual cultivators, to contact Penglai Immortal Sect disciples. It is best to contact those who have gained participation The struggling foundation-building cultivator lured him here, and the old man personally killed him and incarnate into the Penglai Xianzong. Who can do the merits, the old man will reward him with a mysterious spiritual fruit!"

The old monster in green robe solemnly ordered.

"Yes, the subordinates must go all out!"

Many of them are traitors of various immortal sects of various sizes, disguised as disciples of the original immortal sect to inquire about intelligence, contacting the disciples of Penglai Xianzong, naturally it is not a problem.

As for the base-building disciples who incarnate Penglai Xianzong to sneak into Penglai Xianzong, this is probably only possible with the green robe old monster, the leader of the evil spirit.

...

Penglai Xianzong, Yantaofeng, a huge bluestone square in front of the disciple hall, is quite lively.

Because the spirit fruit battle is about to come, more than two hundred masters of the foundation-building cultivator who are preparing to participate in this battle have come here to gather one after another, awaiting the arrangement of the elder Jin Dan.

Many low-level monks also came to join in the fun, taking this opportunity to sell some consumables such as elixir and elixir.

Su Chen Yujian flew to the disciple hall and fell down.

Soon, he found Wu Qiao, Sun Qingning and other acquaintances among the crowd of foundation-building cultivators. He couldn't help but stepped forward to greet them, chatting, and chatting about the recent situation.

Until noon, the elder Li of the Discipline Hall who presided over this year's war of spirit fruit, brought a group of more than ten golden core monks to arrive late.

"Now check the list and check the number of people!"

"Su Chen! Show the disciple token!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Sun Qingning! Show the disciple token!"

"The disciple is here!"

"..."

The Jindan elders counted the number one by one, and checked the appearances and identity tokens of the disciples one by one to prevent substitution and counterfeiting. Identity tokens require their own mana to be activated, and they are usually not counterfeit.

After counting the number of more than 200 Zhuji disciples who have recommended places, they are all here.

All the golden core elders and more than two hundred foundation-building realm cultivators only then took dozens of large and luxurious spirit horse speed carts and set off under the leadership of a group of golden core cultivators including Elder Li.

More than a dozen foundation-building cultivators squeezed into the same speeding carriage, left the Penglai Xianzong Mountain Gate, and went far away.

Su Chen, Wu Qiao, Sun Qingning and others rode in the same carriage.

The crowd talked in whispers.

"Where are we going?"

Su Chen asked.

"I don't know, the location and rules of each spirit fruit dispute will not be the same."

Sun Qingning shook his head and said: "Because some core disciples of the family will participate in the spirit fruit contest almost every ten years~www.wuxiaspot.com~, while some new foundation-building monks will only participate once in a while. If the rules are It's always the same. Old people have more experience and will have a huge advantage over newcomers. They can't show their true strength. They can even be easily exploited.

Therefore, in order to be as fair as possible and avoid someone familiar with the venue and rules to gain an extra advantage, each spirit fruit battle will not be arranged in the same place, and there will be very few repetitions. In this way, everyone starts the same and can only fight for strength. "

Inside the carriage, the other monks also said, "Yes, the time in twenty years was arranged in a large arena, where they competed against each other to determine the top ten. Ten years ago, the time was at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Shushan, where the demons were suppressed. The one who rushed to the top of the tower was the first to get the spirit fruit. But this time I don’t know, I must have changed the place and the rules of comparison.

Su Chen nodded slightly.

At first, the Zhuji disciples would chat and communicate in the carriage to pass the time, but as time goes by, the words become less. A few days later, he still failed to reach his destination.

The monks fell silent, waiting for the upcoming spirit fruit dispute.

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