Immortal Executioner

“With intelligence?” Yang Chen was shocked and asked in a hurry: “What time?”

The general tree is not easy to open the wisdom, but once there is wisdom, then the deep accumulation accumulated in thousands of years is destined to become a master.

This is the case with the old tree demon Guishan friends, and the same is true for the later generations of cypress. Yang Chen can't imagine, if Penglai Shenmu became fine, what kind of future would there be.

If this is true, then compared with Penglai Shenmu, the old tree demon or the cypress, these current future masters, in front of Dacheng's Penglai Shenmu demon are definitely the corners of the small characters.

"It's the latest thing." Arjun answered with a stern answer: "These Penglai gods have experienced tens of thousands of years of a willing land to nourish and have planted a sensible seed. Recently they have been heavily The wood is really watered, and the seeds begin to sprout slowly, but most people still can't detect it."

Recently, Yang Chen was a little relieved. If I don’t know what changed Penglai Shenmu in my medicine garden, it means that I am too slack.

It was nourished by the willing land, and it was clearly in the land temple. At that time, Yang Chen dug out the location of the Penglai **** wood box, which should be the place where people worship the land. It is indeed a magical thing to be nourished by the willingness to have the seeds of spiritual knowledge.

"However, the master, it's a pity!" Yang Chen was relieved, and A Zhu suddenly sighed and let Yang Chen suddenly have some moss.

"What a pity?" Yang Chen did not understand what Ah Zhu was pointing at, and asked Huo.

"In the last period of time, the nourishment of Jiamuzhengyuan should be the most important time for the opening of the spiritual consciousness. However, while they accept the reality of Jiamu, they also fully accept the master's knowledge." Arjun is very sorry. The answer.

"What will happen?" Yang Chen still doesn't understand, but he knows why. At that time, Yang Chen had to control the flow of Jiamu Zhenyuan. Of course, he had to use God's knowledge to control it. This is also a no-brainer.

"Once they open their minds, they will automatically regard the owner as their master." Ah Zhu is still a regretful mouth, so it seems that it is not worth it for these Penglai gods.

Yang Chen also squats in the same place as a monk Yang Chen, of course, knows what is the difference between a self-defeating Yaozu and a confession-winning Yaozu. After acknowledging the Lord, there will be some limitations, at least to some extent, the real masters are those who are self-cultivating.

However, now Yang Chen has no way. When he controlled the Aoki Maki to irrigate Penglai Shenmu, he simply wanted to absorb the Jiamuling solution. He did not think about training the Yaozu, nor thought about giving it. These Penglai Shenmu are marked with the gods and are completely unconscious.

It is precisely because of this long time Penglai Shenmu, which was washed by Yang Chen’s gods on the seeds of spiritual knowledge, is simply not as simple as Yang Chen’s elimination of the gods. They have already firmly remembered Yang Chen’s knowledge in Ling Hu, and naturally recognized Yang Chen as the main.

Even if it is his own medicine garden, Arjun is a pity for these Penglai gods. This is not a betrayal of Yang Chen, but a pure pity for the fate of this kind of heaven and earth.

Yang Chen is also a pity, but it is a pity that there is a layer of joy. If this is the case, doesn't it mean that so many of the masters are available out of thin air? And it is still the most loyal one.

“How long does it take for them to open their minds?” Yang Chen quickly calmed his mind and asked very seriously.

"At least ten years and always keep that level of wood is not irrigated." Azhu probably estimated it before answering.

Ten years, and always control the irrigation of Jiamu Zhenyuan, even Yang Chen could not help but feel that it is also a hard work to train a group of seniors.

"If you increase the irrigation speed of Akimoto, will it work better?" Yang Chen frowned and asked, if it would only be able to wait for Penglai Shenmu for ten years, it would be a pity.

"Of course!" A Zhu looked at Yang Chen and seemed to complain a little: "If you can soak them in the middle of the wood,"

"They are soaked in the real wood of the wood, there will be no problem?" Yang Chen has been worried that if Penglai Shenmu will be irrigated by a large number of Akimoto, it will only try to control the amount of Akimoto. So, isn’t it that you have done nothing before?

You must know that the banyan tree house is not without the tree demon, but it is still bombarded by the Jiamuling solution.

Yang Chen is also for safety reasons, otherwise it will not cost this kind of effort.

"Tiansheng Shenmu, I am not waiting for these Fanmu, the more solid the wood is, the better, how can it be a problem?" Azhu quickly replied: "The owner thought that the **** of Penglai Shenmu, but easily called out Is it?"

Being taught by a spirit, Yang Chen was the first time. However, this is to let Yang Chen find a way to train Penglai Shenmu faster. After thinking about it, Yang Chen still asked: "In this medicine garden, you may be able to bear a lot of real wood?"

"The first weight certainly can't be done." Ah Zhu replied earnestly: "But the second weight is completely okay, and there is no problem in how many 甲木真元."

"Transplant them to the second place." Yang Chen decisively said.

Penglai Shenmu naturally belongs to the words of Azhu, and soon, Arjun transplanted these Penglai gods to the second most suitable place. After doing all this, Arjun and Abi looked at Yang Chen curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

Yang Chen did not explain it. He directly controlled the space of the medicine garden and formed a huge pit on the side of Penglai Shenmu. Then, in the eyes of Arjun and Abi suspected Huo, the gourd was pulled out, the bottle was opened, and the dump was started.

Jia Muling liquid rushed into the big pit like a waterfall. After a while, Yang Chen poured out half of the Jiamuling liquid, and the big pit was filled.

From the moment when the Mikiling liquid began to dump, Arjun and Abi directly became two stunned statues, looking at the situation in front of them, the shocked can no longer move.

Who can think of the precious and incomparable Jiamu Zhenyuan, the purest wood in the world, has been condensed into a droplet? The most incredible thing is, such a spiritual liquid, there is such a whole small lake so much?

"This kind of nourishment, how long can it be good?" Yang Chen put away the gourd, which was asked casually. ! .