My Master is a Bug

Fang Mu raised his hand and threw a few bamboo knots around.

These bamboo knots are verdant green and look extremely delicate.

However, as soon as they came into contact with the soil, they developed a large number of roots.

These roots seem to be soft, but they easily penetrate into the crevices of the rocks below the Tianshan Mountains.

Just a moment later, the sound of rocks breaking one after another came from the entire Zhitian Mountain.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of the monks who came to celebrate.

After the group of people looked at each other for a while, finally someone couldn't help but ask:

"What did the devil just throw, why do I feel that the whole Zhitianshan is shaking?"

An old man with a gray beard pondered for a moment: "If I guessed correctly, what the devil just threw should be a thousand-foot bamboo!"

The pupil of the person who spoke first shrank: "This is a top-notch treasure!"

The old man said slowly: "Yeah, take root thousands of feet and use the spiritual energy of the heart of the earth for your own use.

Every 1000-foot bamboo is invaluable.

It is said that Sun Luorong, the only Loose Cultivator in the Canglang Realm who has ascended to the upper realm in the past thousand years, has cultivated to the Purple Cloud Realm by relying on a thousand-zhang bamboo.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord shot just a few trees! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mu on the top of the mountain raised his hand again.

Dozens of crisp bamboo knots scattered all around.

When the old man saw this scene, the whole person was stunned.

Seeing this, the cultivator beside him asked curiously, "Could it be that the things thrown by the Demon Lord are also all bamboos?"

The old man nodded with some difficulty and said, "It should be all, but..."

"But what?"

"But Qianzhang Bamboo needs to absorb a lot of spiritual energy before it can fully take root.

It means that although Tianshan has abundant spiritual energy, it is quite reluctant to support several thousand-zhang bamboos.

If dozens of thousands of bamboos are planted at the same time, each of them will not be able to absorb enough spiritual energy.

At that time, a thousand-zhang bamboo will become a hundred-zhang bamboo, and the effect may not be comparable to cultivating only one..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Mu raised his hand again and threw out the green bamboo knots that covered the top of Tianshan Mountain.

The cultivator below counted a little, and at least he counted nearly a thousand knots.

Immediately someone exclaimed: "How can there be so many active bamboos in the hands of the devil!"

"I heard that the devil seems to have visited Yaozhen Realm a few days ago..."

"But that's too much!

Even if Yaozhen World is full of spiritual energy, it shouldn't be full of bamboos.

Could it be that the Demon Lord took a trip to Yaozhen Realm and swept away all the bamboos there? "

"It's not impossible..."

When the group of people were talking, the old man who commented before was completely stunned.

After staring at the bamboos for a long time, he trembled slightly:

"So many thousands of bamboos are sown at the same time, let them grow!

Desperate things, ruin things..."

As soon as he said the last words, the people around him stepped back.

A cultivator who was acquainted with him persuaded him while retreating, "Be careful!"

When the old man heard these two words, he came back to his senses a little, and quickly closed his mouth.

It's just that in his eyes looking at Zhitianshan, there is still a heartache that can't be resolved.

However, the next moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The tumbling purple air, under the wrap of the vortex, swirled and landed towards Zhitian Mountain.

Under the watering of the sky, the bamboo joints that Fang Mu had just sown began to grow rapidly.

For a while, the crackling sound of cracking rocks could be heard incessantly.

The monk next to the old man shook his head and said, "Elder Wu, it seems that you are overthinking things.

The Demon Lord has already taken this into consideration.

With the watering of purple air, these thousand-foot bamboos will surely survive. "

Wu Huaizhi, whose beard and hair were all white, still stubbornly said, "It's not enough!

Even if the purple air is irrigated continuously for several days, it is only enough for those bamboo joints to grow into a hundred zhang bamboos.

If you want them to grow into a thousand-foot bamboo, it is still a long way off! "

Hearing his words, the others immediately took a few steps back.

Referring to the top of Tianshan Mountain, Fang Mu also realized the problem.

When he just started to rise, he threw a handful of bamboo knots, and at this time it was not a good ending.

Before turning to spiritual practice, he would probably slap him down, and slap the old man who dared to make irresponsible remarks to him.

However, after a few days of enlightenment, his understanding of Tao has deepened, and his interest in murder has weakened a lot.

After thinking about it, he took out a storage ring.

This storage ring contains all kinds of medicinal herbs he borrowed from Yaozhen Realm.

Originally, he planned to keep these medicinal herbs to train disciples.

But now, they can only rely on these medicine pills to save the emergency.

Fang Mu flipped his hand and took out an elite clear elixir from the storage ring.

Gently crushed with his two fingers, the top-level medicinal pill turned into powder, and sprinkled on the entire mountain top with the rolling purple energy.

The slowly growing Qianzhang Bamboo was supplemented by the Spirit Pill, and the growth rate suddenly increased by more than several times.

Fang Mu's eyes lit up when he saw that this trick really worked.

So he turned his hand again and took out a bag of elixir.

During his continuous crushing, top-level medicinal pills were turned into powder and sprinkled all around.

At first, the group of monks below did not understand what Fang Mu was doing.

But as Fang Mu crushed more and more elixir, the medicinal fragrance slowly spread out.

Until this time, the monks below finally reacted.

Someone sniffed and exclaimed, "Bixin Dan!"

When the people around heard these three words, they couldn't help but stunned.

Someone immediately asked: "Is it the kind of Bixin Dan that can prolong life?"

The person who spoke first vigorously sniffed the surrounding air and said, "This fragrance is definitely Bixin Dan!

Not only Bixin Dan, but also the top grade among the top grades!

I have been refining alchemy for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I have smelled such a strong aroma! "

"seriously!

I remember you said that the materials for refining Bixin Dan are extremely rare.

Even if you collect it for decades, you may not be able to refine one. "

The alchemist nodded and said, "That's right! Even a top-level sect like Yuxuanzong may not have the treasures for refining the Bixin Pill in the warehouse."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pointed to the distance and said:

"But in just a short while, the devil has already crushed thirteen medicinal pills.

Are those all Bixindan? "

The alchemist was slightly taken aback and said, "This ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ should be... right!"

When the people around them heard their conversation, their expressions suddenly changed.

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "To use thirteen top-level medicinal herbs as fertilizer, this handwriting..."

Before the man could finish speaking, someone interrupted: "It's fourteen now!"

This sentence once again directed the eyes of the nearby cultivators to Zhitian Mountain.

At this time, Fang Mu was still crushing the blue heart pills one by one.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

It wasn't until the number of people below reached twenty-three that Fang Mu's movements finally stood up.

call…

There was a sudden sound of exhalation from below.

Someone sighed: "It's finally over, the Demon Lord actually nourishes Qianzhang Bamboo with 23 Bixin Pills, this is simply..."

He was just halfway through when someone interrupted:

"Look, the Demon Lord has taken out another medicinal pill!

He, he was crushed again! "

These people suddenly set their eyes on the alchemist next to them.

"What kind of elixir did the devil crush this time?"

However, this time, the alchemist disappointed the people around him.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "I've never seen this kind of elixir before."

Just when everyone around was a little dazed, a figure that looked a little illusory slowly said:

"Qingxu Dan and thirteen top-level spirit medicines are refined.

Before the cultivator of the Taixuan Realm is attacked, he can use his spiritual consciousness to release his spiritual consciousness and accumulate Tianyuan! "

Tai Xuan, return to life.

Two such high-end words made the group of melon-eating cultivators froze in place.