Helpless, seeing that the old man was resolute, Xu Xiangbei had no choice but to find another way.

After saying hello to Beiluo Shimen, Xu Xiangbei quickly left the Dragon Breath Tower and arrived at Masgar City.

After inquiring all the way, Xu Xiangbei came to the building materials market in the southern suburbs, snapped up enough quantities, and put them into the space-time ring.

It wasn't until the actual implementation of the plan that Xu Xiangbei realized how much money and materials would be spent on building a pergola of the scale he had requested for this ancient tree, and it was like building a palace.

The matter of this grandfather's nursing home can't be known to others, so Xu Xiangbei can't consign and find helpers, he used the time and space to carry the ring back and forth three times, and then all the materials were ready.

Nepenthes Malay planned a pergola design by himself, saying that it was a pergola, but in fact, the floor area and material specifications belonged to the palace design, and the next step was construction.

Xu Xiangbei took matters into his own hands and dispatched dozens of old people to help, and it took three days and three nights to build it successfully.

The palace is tall and magnificent, large enough to accommodate thousands of people at the same time to hold a memorial ceremony in it.

Seeing the non-stop and tired Xu Xiangbei, the Malayan king pitcher plant was very satisfied, and finally moved in satisfied.

Xu Xiangbei looked at the crystallization of his sweat, admired himself in his heart, and muttered to himself: "The palace of the Nepenthes of the Malay King must have a magnificent name, and in the future, this place will be called the Sumeru Tree King Cave." ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his left index finger and gestured in the air, and the sword qi of the God of Robbery was stirring in the air, engraved on the door plaque of the Tree King Palace.

At this moment, behind him, an old woman walked out quickly.

The old woman raised her eyes and looked at Xu Xiangbei's calligraphy, and said: "Although the characters are written neatly, the internal breath is too weak, and the handwriting is not deep." ”

Beiluo Shimen groaned, and his voice was resolute: "Although I don't understand what the truth is, but the words of the adults must be reasonable, there is no second person in the world who can unlock the seal of the Soul Breaking Knife." ”

Beiluo Shimen then looked at Xu Xiangbei, with a wise light in his eyes.

Xu Xiangbei patted the wall of the Sumeru Tree King Cave vigorously, and as a result, the entire palace shook, and some wood and dust fell.

Xu Xiangbei looked surprised, and hurriedly stopped, it took a lot of effort to build it, if it was smashed by himself, it would be wasted.

For the quality of this building, Xu Xiangbei did not cut corners, and he did not live here, if there was thunder and rain, it would be Nepenthes malayan that would be buried alive.

Xu Xiangbei thought shamelessly: "The Nepenthes of the Malay King is an ancient flower of the wilderness, and it was buried alive and just took root here, which is also the will of God." ”

Thinking about this, Xu Xiangbei not only did not feel guilty, but felt that he was in accordance with the will of heaven, and silently prayed for the Nepenthes of the Malay king in his heart.

In the middle of the palace, a canal was dug to divert water from the river at the head of the village.

The clear water channel exudes the aroma of sake, which is the harmony of sake.

In the future, the Nepenthes of the Malay King will stay here to live for a long time, and there are sake canals around it, and the clothes come to reach out for rice to open their mouths, and it is simply a fairy life, and it is naturally very happy.

Xu Xiangbei stepped into the Tree King Cave and stood in front of the Nepenthes malaya, looking at it with some reluctance.

For a long time, Xu Xiangbei didn't speak, and the Malay king pitcher plant was a little flustered by him, and he had a premonition that this was not a parting ceremony, so he asked a little vigilantly: "What kind of conspiracy do you want to play?"

Xu Xiangbei's eyes flashed with a light that was imperceptible to ordinary people: "You and I share weal and woe, all the way through thorns and thorns, I can't bear you, this is the true feelings of parting." ”

Xu Xiangbei looked reluctant, with a pair of eyes full of tears, and his acting skills were touching.

If you are not familiar with him, you will definitely be conquered by his acting skills, but the Malay king pitcher plant who was pit by Xu Xiangbei can't help but sift chaff in his heart.

If Xu Xiangbei said strange things to him with a shy face, it would still be able to dismantle it, but he didn't say anything now, and his eyes were red, which made the Nepenthes Malayan King even more bottomless in his heart.

Xu Xiangbei smiled casually: "Don't panic, I just want to ask a few questions." ”

Nepenthes reflexively took a step back, and the sound of a violent heart fluttering sounded from the cavity of the tree: "You have a fart, let it go." ”

With a wave of his arm, Xu Xiangbei took out a golden dagger, which had been removed from the back of the corpse of the war ghost before, and then he had used this dagger to fight with the Malay king pitcher plant, but he didn't hurt it.

Later, the Nepenthes of the Malay King was tamed by Xu Xiangbei, and he picked up the dagger again and stored it in the Na ring.

Xu Xiangbei handed the golden dagger to the Nepenthes of the Malay King and asked, "When I stabbed you with this dagger that time, why did you say that I was a spell warlock?

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was really honest and seeking advice, the Malay King Nepenthes let down his vigilance, and he was really worried about what the hell Xu Xiangbei had to do.

The Nepenthes, the king of Malay, asked rhetorically, "Haven't you?"

Looking at its demeanor, it seems to be wondering if Xu Xiangbei is an alien, why don't you even know this simple common sense?

Xu Xiangbei came to crash to this Feizhou Continent, it has been less than half a year, and everything he knows is very novel, and it is normal that he has not heard of any spell warlocks.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei nodded, the Malay king pitcher grass smiled secretly, and said in his heart, don't the stinky boy collapse out of the stone.

Nepenthes, the king of Malay, thought for a while and introduced: "Every spell warlock has the strength of a hegemon in this continent, but let alone some achievements, it is very difficult to even start cultivating, so spell warlock is also one of the most scarce professions for cultivators in this continent. ”

Xu Xiangbei was surprised: "Then how did you use this dagger to determine that I was a spell warlock?"

The Malay King Nepenthes said: "In the handle of this dagger, there is a bronze cloud and thunder pattern, which is the secret technique of the spell warlock, if anyone is stabbed by this dagger, the flow rate of Wu Gang in the body will be delayed or even solidified, which is very terrifying." ”

Xu Xiangbei was shocked, if it is really as it said, then this dagger is simply a secret killer, if you bump into a strong opponent, you can't fight hard, but if you cut the opponent with this dagger, wouldn't it be possible to turn defeat into victory?

Thinking of this, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but think of the battle ghost skeleton, the short sword was embedded in his spine before, and it was obvious that he was sneak attacked.

It is estimated that it was because Wu Gang was solidified that he fell and was killed.

The dignified war ghost powerhouse, who died in a cave, was also involved in the spell warlock, and it seems that behind this thing, there is a hidden secret.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei's serious expression, the Malay king pitcher plant continued: "Many years ago, there were still some spell warlocks in the three major empires, they were extremely respected, treated with great courtesy, and were treated as honored guests wherever they went. ”

"What can a spell warlock do?" Xu Xiangbei asked again.

The Nepenthes, the king of Malay, sorted out the memories in his mind, and said: "Attack, defend, set up formations, gather Wugang, all professions on this continent, if you want to go to the next level in strength, you need the blessing of the secret technique of the spell warlock." ”

Xu Xiangbei's heart beat like a drum.

This spell warlock has such a powerful ability, if he can control them together, it will be rich.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei's thoughts, the Malay king pitcher plant shook the branch and said: "Although it is extremely difficult to become a spell warlock, but the population base on the continent is tens of billions, and there are still one hundred and eighty people, but in the past hundred years, they have been subjected to mysterious killings, and a large number of spell warlocks have fallen, and to this day, it is rumored that there is only one spell warlock left." ”

"Which one is he?" asked Xu Xiangbei impatiently.

"Heroic Soul Pavilion Lord, Shen Cao. ”

Xu Xiangbei has also heard of the name of the Pavilion Master of the Heroic Soul Pavilion, he is the strongest man in the world of 10 billion, a high-level war emperor powerhouse.

Moreover, he is also the broad and benevolent man of Depei.

The forces of the Feizhou Continent are like a galaxy, and it is inevitable to fight each other, but there is an unspoken rule in the Feizhou Continent, even if there is an ugly thing that does not share the sky, you must not cut the roots of the enemy and harm your family.

This is the iron law he set for the Feizhou Continent.

Therefore, for so many years on the Feizhou Continent, there have been constant disputes between various forces, but there has never been a tragedy of extermination.

The words of the Lord Shen of the Heroic Soul Pavilion can become an immortal iron law on the Feizhou Continent, which shows how he reigns over the world.

In the past, when the ambassador of the Heroic Soul Pavilion enveloped him, he promised to let himself reach the realm of the Battle Saint in two years.

At first, Xu Xiangbei felt that they were talking a little big, but now that he thinks about it, if the Pavilion Master of the Heroic Soul Pavilion is the only remaining spell warlock in the mainland, he will naturally have the qualifications to boast.

If you can join the Heroic Soul Pavilion, you may be able to worship Shen Cao as a master and cultivate to become the next spell warlock!

No wonder the Heroic Soul Pavilion can occupy the first throne in the world for so many years, it turns out that there is a god who is in control of everything.

However, Xu Xiangbei has no regrets now, if he still has a choice, he will still stay in Sylilya.

A little jealous glanced at the dagger in Xu Xiangbei's hand, and the Malay king pitcher plant said: "That time, the more I fought, the more I fought, in fact, I was scratched by this dagger, although I used the true qi of the body to block its invasion, but the secret energy contained in it still affected my central nervous system." ”

Xu Xiangbei's eyes flashed with a light that was imperceptible to ordinary people, and he asked, "Therefore, if you defeated me that day, and now I am your flower fertilizer, right?" ”

The Malayan king pitcher plant smiled and did not deny it.

Xu Xiangbei had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, and the secret old dog also had three teeth, and he thought that he was domesticating the evil tree by virtue of his personal strength, but it turned out that he had suffered a secret loss and succumbed to obscenity.

The dagger is as cold as ink, and there is also a hidden evil energy in it, urging the user to have a strong urge to kill.

Xu Xiangbei observed the dagger very carefully, checking the cloud and thunder patterns on this handle, the lines and curves were weird, and there were some flowers in his eyes after looking at it for a long time.

Perhaps because of the long period of time, the cloud and thunder patterns inside are very mottled, and it is difficult to find them if you don't observe them intentionally.

Xu Xiangbei sighed for a while, but he didn't expect to unintentionally pick up a good treasure.

After a long time, Xu Xiangbei's face smiled thief, and he raised his dagger and approached the Nepenthes of the Malay King.

The Nepenthes of the Malay King knew that this thing was going to be a ghost again, so he concentrated all the branches in front of him to defend, and said urgently: "Xu Xiangbei, what do you want to do, I am an old man in the last years of the wind and candle, you can't bear to destroy it?"

Xu Xiangbei shook his head anxiously, not letting it talk nonsense, and said with a smile: "What's the panic, I just want to try the effect of this dagger, I didn't hit the bull's-eye last time, let me try it again this time." ”

As he spoke, Xu Xiangbei sped up and walked in front of the Nepenthes, the king of Malay.

(End of chapter)