Yuan Huang stepped forward and helped the spirit grass and trees up.

Ling Caomu had a dead face, obviously being hit. He never thought that the spirit of this spirit treasure was actually not under the control of Yuan Huang!

"Grandpa, can you come out!" Ling Caomu hugged the ancient scroll and cried for his father.

Yuan Huang shook his head and injected spiritual power into the Tattoo Root Ancient Scroll, and his Tattoo Knife aura also covered it again.

But this time, all Yuan Huang could feel was a strong sense of resistance.

"Little guy, you must know that if I want to recognize you as the Lord, your talent is still far behind!"

The hoarse and old voice sounded directly in Yuan Huang's heart. Yuan Huang's heart was shocked, such a method was indeed unfathomable.

"Senior, he was too reckless just now, I want to borrow the space of that spiritual weapon to use it, I don't know if it's okay?" Yuan Huang begged for the ancient scroll of the Tattoo Root in his hand. At the same time, he also used the breath of the knife to convey his thoughts.

"Hmph, if you want to borrow my space, naturally there is no problem, of course if you are my master. The hoarse voice was mocking.

"What should I do?" asked Yuan Huang.

"It's simple, before the age of eighteen, your spiritual power reaches the peak level of the realm, and you can recognize the master. ”

Spiritual power?Yuan Huang had never heard of this word.

Obviously knowing Yuan Huang's doubts, the voice explained: "The so-called tattooed sword breath is just spiritual power, which can also be called spiritual sense, everyone has it, but it is difficult for ordinary people to leave the body to become spiritual power." ”

Yuan Huang knew that the aura of the tattoo knife was originally the external embodiment of spiritual power.

"So what level am I at now. Yuan Huang was puzzled, he didn't know what level his spiritual power had reached.

"In the middle of the Yellow Realm, it's not bad. The hoarse voice was complimenting, but the irony was too obvious.

Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the most basic method of grading. The same is true for spiritual power, the Yellow Realm, which is the lowest stage. However, the old man said that he wanted the peak of the Heavenly Realm, what a distant thing this was! It was simply unattainable for Yuan Huang.

"It's too hard. Yuan Huang was helpless.

"There is also a way, and if my spiritual cultivation reaches the true mortal realm, I can also recognize the Lord. The old man's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Zhenfan?" Yuan Huang was stunned again, what kind of realm is this? He has a poor understanding of spiritual power cultivation, and only knows the four realms of refining qi, quenching the body, condensing form, and transforming the spirit.

Obviously, this realm of truth has never been heard of before, and it must be even more difficult to climb to the sky.

Yuan Huang shook his head helplessly, and looked at Ling Caomu: "I can't do anything about it, at least I can't help you now." ”

Ling Caomu looked decadent and drooped his head. Yuan Huang felt guilty when he thought of not being able to help Ling Caomu.

"Still, it's not like I can't help him. The hoarse old man's voice sounded again with a hint of ridicule.

"This space is born of mine, if there is no owner, of course it is dominated by me, who wants to let in and who to let out, I have the final say. ”

The hoarse voice was slow and long, this time it was transmitted from the Tattoo Root Ancient Scroll, so that Lingcao Mu and Yuan Huang could hear it clearly.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, please, let me hide!" Lingcao Mu pouted and knelt down, kowtowing to the ancient scroll in Yuan Huang's hand.

"Look at my mood. The old man's voice was soft, without any sense of solemnity and stability.

"What, how are you feeling?" the spirit grass and wood raised his head tremblingly, staring at the ancient scroll.

"Very bad, very bad, very bad!" the hoarse voice did not hesitate.

"I'm sorry, seniors have atoned for their sins!"

"Gotta get it, what's the point of you, I want to apologize, wouldn't it be better to have something genuine?"

"But I really have nothing, what can I get into your grandfather's eyes, I'll give it to you." ”

As soon as Lingcao and Mu spoke, the light on his body flashed, and suddenly all the strange things were taken out, jade talismans, medicines, swords, weapons and armor, all kinds of different things.

Although most of these things Yuan Huang didn't know, he could see that many of them were rare treasures, which made Yuan Huang move.

"Phew, who wants you to be a piece of waste!, you fool!" the old man scolded.

"Aren't you a ghost...... "Lingcaomu muttered quietly.

"What do you say, who is the ghost!?" the voice was furious again.

If he hadn't seen that this was an old man, and said to Yuan Huang that this was a stunned young man, Yuan Huang would never doubt it.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, grandpa, give me a good word, what the hell do you want!" Ling Caomu took everything back, his eyes resolute and cold.

"I want one of your whiskers. The old man's voice was melodious, and he said slowly.

"Impossible!" Ling Caomu's complexion changed violently, he took a few steps back, his expression was flustered and his attitude was firm, "It's easy to say anything else, but this is absolutely impossible!"

"Hehe, no, no, but if you want to meet someone here with a spatial spirit treasure again, I'm afraid it's difficult. The old man's hoarse voice was grim.

"Can't you order anything else?"

"Hehe, hey, something else, isn't that enough? Of course you can, then stay with me for another hundred years and assist me in refining. The husky old man laughed like a devil.

"You, you ......" Ling Caomu was furious, and he could indeed only sit on the ground and could not do anything.

"Wood and grass spirit, conceived by the essence of the sun and the moon, cultivating into a human form, I'm afraid it's not easy, if it is caught by those people, I'm afraid it can't be solved by a beard!"

The hoarse old man's voice was not hurried or slow, and he patiently persuaded him.

"This, you've already made up your mind!" Lingcao Mu was so angry that he couldn't stomp his feet on the spot.

"Hehe, what's the matter? What's the matter?" the old man said in a tone that didn't matter to himself.

After being silent for a while, Ling Caomu seemed to have made up an extremely great determination and stood up: "I can give you a beard, and you have to escort me out safely." ”

"Naturally. The old man was so confident that it was just a matter of fingers for him. No, you don't even have to raise your hand, just a thought!

"I can also promise to assist you in refining until you succeed. Lingcao continued.

"Oh?" the old man was curious, after all, this spirit grass and trees were twisted in a variety of ways just now, why did his attitude change one hundred and eighty degrees?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"You'll have to kill someone for me, though. Ling Caomu turned to look at Yuan Huang who didn't interject on the side.

Yuan Huang was puzzled: "Me?"

"Okay, I promise!" the old man agreed.

Huh, didn't you ask me to do something? Why did you agree?

"Okay, it's you, maybe you can kill him, the out-of-body spiritual power that has not yet reached the spirit realm, the ultimate fire spirit root, you are ten years old, maybe you can have a chance. "Lingcao Mu's face was hateful, cold and vicious, and his murderous intentions were revealed.

How much hatred is there to make this cowardly fat man so angry.

"What are you doing in a daze, and you still don't agree?" The old man's voice sounded in Yuan Huang's heart again, and Yuan Huang thought that he hadn't repaid the spirit grass and trees for saving his life, so he slowly nodded and agreed.

Although he didn't know who he was going to kill, he was obviously a person that Ling Cao Mu hated very much.

Lingcao Mu nodded, and then slowly changed in Yuan Huang's incredible gaze, gradually becoming shorter, and the green spiritual power was overflowing, full of vitality.

Under the green light, there was no longer the body of the spirit grass and wood man, and it was replaced by a ginseng.

White chubby, and lively. Five green leaves are on top of his head, swaying and adorable.

"This ...... What is this?!" Yuan Huang froze.

I thought that the spirit grass and wood were not the name of a person, but I didn't expect that this spirit grass and wood were not a person at all.