Mortal Seeking Immortal

#978 - Cultivating the Kunwu sacred tree

Ye Zhou casually shot out a wisp of black demonic fire and destroyed the black sphere.

This place was not far from Dahuang City. He was worried that the companions of the two men in black robes might come and he did not want to stay here for long. He carefully put away the chain with gray mist in his hand, intending to study it in detail after returning to his residence.

Looking at an area of ​​lush weeds in the dense forest not far away, he saw that the captured monk was hidden there by the two men in black robes.

Ye Zhou didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he found out that the cultivator's five senses were sealed by the man in black robe, and he didn't know what had just happened here. After simply dealing with the traces of the fight here, he turned around and used his skills to go around half of the Dahuang City and entered the city from another gate.

Ye Zhou hurried all the way to the rented Cave No. 62 in Lingyun Mountain. He took out the token, opened the door, and returned to the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Ye Zhou released Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyi and a group of spirit beetles to guard the cave. After he activated the formation in the cave to block the detection of spiritual consciousness, he couldn't wait to enter the secret space in the small gourd.

Under Xiaoyuan's command, the swarm of spirit beetles split into two. One group flew to the entrance of the cave and lay dormant there quietly. If anyone sneaked into the cave, they would be attacked by the swarm of insects.

Another group of spirit beetles were lurking at the entrance to the inner room.

Xiaoyuan and Xiaoyi were like door gods, guarding the inner room on the left and right.

In the secret realm, Ye Zhou carefully took out the jade box containing the root of the Kunwu sacred tree from the storage ring, carefully took out the root from it, chose an open location, took out his sword, dug a hole and transplanted the root into it.

After filling the soil, Ye Zhou's eyes were full of anticipation. Now he just had to wait for a new Kunwu sacred tree to grow from this root, and he could refine his third natal flying sword.

In the outside world, it takes thousands of years to cultivate a new Kunwu sacred tree by roots. I wonder how long it will take for this root to grow into a new Kunwu sacred tree in the secret realm inside this small gourd.

After calming down his excitement a little, Ye Zhou turned around and walked towards the Jiuxuan Star Movement Formation.

Sitting cross-legged in the formation, Ye Zhou took out the chain wrapped in gray mist and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, Ye Zhou stretched out his hand and hooked the gray mist wrapped around the chain.

The grey mist felt like water, cold and smooth, flowing through his fingertips like a dead object, allowing him to manipulate it at will.

The gray mist just now was not as obedient as it is now. When it came into contact with the body of the cultivator, it quickly drilled into the cultivator's dantian like a monster smelling blood, preventing him from self-destructing.

"Is it because of spiritual power?"

Ye Zhou's mind moved, and a white light appeared on the fingertips of his right hand. The gray mist that was originally like a dead object suddenly boiled up and attacked the fingertips of Ye Zhou's right hand.

After devouring the spiritual power released from Ye Zhou's fingertips, the gray mist seemed to have tasted sweetness and drilled into Ye Zhou's meridians from the fingertips, devouring the spiritual power in the meridians while attacking the location of Ye Zhou's dantian.

Wherever the gray fog passed, spiritual power was entangled with it, and no matter how Ye Zhou urged it, he could not mobilize the spiritual power.

"So that's how it is. This gray mist actually prevented the monk from self-destructing in this way."

Ye Zhou spoke lightly, and then a wisp of black demon fire appeared out of thin air in his meridians, burning away the gray mist that had penetrated into his body.

The remaining gray mist that had not yet had time to penetrate Ye Zhou's body knew the power of the Black Demon Nether Fire, and hurriedly retreated from Ye Zhou's fingertips and reattached to the chain like a dead object.

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