"Good disciple Sun, do you have a way?"

Ouyang Lang looked at Qingxi, his eyes full of curiosity.

Just because it's just maybe, it doesn't mean it's going to be successful. ”

Qingxi picked up a branch on the ground and poured the life vitality accumulated in the system space into it, strengthening the life mark belonging to the ancient tree.

The branches of this ancient spirit stone tree quickly sprouted buds, and the lower end of the branch also began to have roots and look downward, and soon took root in the earth.

It didn't take long.

There was an extra half-human-tall spirit stone ancient tree on the ground.

"We've tried this before. ”

The old man in the ancient village shook his head, "If you use the method of cuttings and water your own strength in them, you can cultivate them into trees, but you won't live long." ”

The old people have planted trees for many years and have rich experience.

Many methods have been tried.

However, it still failed.

"The way cuttings are planted is just the beginning, and my plans are much more than that. ”

Qingxi continued to water the vitality of life, and attracted the aura of heaven and earth and various nutrients.

The small sapling grows quickly and grows into a towering tree.

But just as it was about to blossom and bear fruit, it mysteriously withered until it decayed, collapsed, and became a cloud of flying ash.

"There it is!"

Qingxi rummaged through the fly ash and came up with a shriveled seed the size of a thumb.

Among them, it contains the life imprint that he carefully cultivated and belongs to the ancient Lingshi tree.

Although it is fragmentary, it can be pieced together to make it complete.

"How can the Spirit Stone Ancient Tree have seeds?"

The old people in the village were stunned.

"Seeds have actually been cultivated, doesn't this mean that the Spirit Stone Ancient Tree can continue to spread its branches?"

"Yours is yours!"

Emperor Hua, Mu Chen and other quasi-saint powerhouses praised one after another.

"This seed can't germinate. ”

Qingxi shook her head, shattering everyone's dreams.

"So, isn't the previous effort in vain?"

Liu Piaoxu said regretfully.

If they can obtain the seeds of the Ancient Spirit Stone Tree, they can plant them on a large scale in the cultivation world and make artificial spirit stones in batches.

"It's not in vain, I need 10,000 of these seeds next. ”

Qingxi said a word, which was dumbfounded.

"What's the use of a seed that can't germinate?"

The old people in the village looked at each other.

Although Ouyang Lang did not introduce them, they could also see that Qingxi and the others were distinguished guests from afar, and they were all extraordinary.

In their opinion, these people must be god-level powerhouses.

Even in those large city-states, they belong to the existence of high status.

Now seeing Qingxi's amazing methods, they were even more convinced that this handsome young man must be the god of life who controlled the divine power of the wood system.

In my heart, I began to be in awe of him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please provide some of your life energy. ”

Qingxi took many branches of the Lingshi Ancient Tree, inserted them into the soil, and began to water them with the aura of heaven and earth and the vitality of life.

Emperor Hua did not hesitate, and immediately followed the example of Qingxi and began to water.

"Let's do it too!"

Liu Piaoxu was the second to make a move, and immediately after, temporary, Mu Chen, and the palace masters of the Five Elements Palace also joined the team of planting trees.

Ouyang Lang was surprised, as if he had thought of something.

After a moment of silence, he also began to strike.

With the puzzled and blank eyes of the people in the ancient village, the valley was soon overgrown with ancient spiritual stone trees cultivated by cuttings.

However, after they grow to a height of more than ten meters, they quickly wither until they turn into fly ashes, just like before.

In fly ash.

Qingxi kept turning over shriveled seeds.

After half a day's hard work, 10,000 seeds were successfully gathered.

"It's time to move on to the next step. ”

Qingxi put all the seeds together and fused them with her own strength.

A large amount of fly ash is shed.

In the end, there was only a golden round spirit stone ancient tree seed left.

Everyone looked at this seed as if they smelled hope.

"That's it?"

They were excited.

But as the powerful divine sense scanned the golden seed, his face suddenly showed disappointment.

Just because, although this seed is very complete and like a beautiful work of art, it does not have any breath of life and cannot germinate.

"Still failed?"

The crowd was a little depressed.

Thundered......

At that moment, a dull sound of thunder came from above the heavenly dome.

Raising his head, he could see that a cloud of calamity was slowly condensing, releasing an aura that made the hearts of the people of the ancient village palpitate.

But for Qingxi and the others, this doomsday Zulei is nothing.

If he wanted to, he could break it.

"Dead wood in spring. ”

"This seed is the same, it needs the roar of spring thunder to burst out with vigorous vitality. ”

Qingxi threw the seed out and let it be slashed by countless thunderbolts.

In about half an hour, the thunderstorm ended.

A golden ray slowly landed and hovered in Qingxi's palm.

This is a three-inch-tall seedling, exuding a vigorous breath of life, and it actually took the initiative to swallow the aura of heaven and earth around it, and grew rapidly until it became a small tree three meters high.

The top of the tree.

A golden flower quickly blooms, withers, and bears fruit.

The fruit tree is like a whirlpool, swallowing the aura around it, growing to the size of a fist, crystal clear, like the most perfect work of art in the world.

"The best spirit fruit!"

The old people in the ancient village all gasped.

Afterwards, they all knelt on the ground and worshiped reverently, as if they had seen their ancestors.

Di Hua, Ouyang Lang and the others also widened their eyes, feeling incredible.

"How the hell is this?"

They all looked at Qingxi, eager to know the crux of the matter.

Qingxi smiled slightly, but did not explain.

There are too many factors involved in this matter, and they are too important.

Although Di Hua and the others are trustworthy, there are still people from the ancient village around, and revealing it is not a good thing for them.

"The stakes are high and must not be revealed!"

"Otherwise, even those holy clans will have bad intentions. ”

Ouyang Lang frowned slightly.

The best spirit stone ancient tree can be used to create the best spirit stone in batches.

Once it spreads, it is bound to cause a sensation in the Great Wilderness and even in the heavens and worlds.

"The people from Shanglingshi Village listen to me, quickly pay this year's Lingshi, not a single one!"

At this moment, outside the ancient village, an extremely arrogant voice came.

"Who is so bold?"

Di Hua and the others turned around and looked out.

I saw more than a dozen winged people with wings on their backs falling from the sky and standing at the entrance of the village.

The person at the head exudes the aura of the divine realm.

A strong wind was blowing in the valley, and countless dead branches and leaves were dancing wildly.

"It's the messengers of Winged Man City, they have come to forcibly collect spirit stones again!"

The old man in the village changed his face and hurriedly looked at Ouyang Lang.

In the years that "Lang Ye" returned to the cultivation world and was reincarnated as the master of the Sword Sect of the Sword Domain, Gucun was repeatedly provoked by nearby city-states.

If it weren't for the prestige left by Ouyang Lang hundreds of years ago, the ancient village would have been razed to the ground long ago.

"Who gave you the courage to dare to come here to make trouble?"

Ouyang Lang squinted at this group of winged people, releasing a nirvana's cultivation aura.

"It's Lang Ye!"

The winged envoy of the Divine Realm narrowed his pupils, but soon, he said with a smile:

"It is rumored that Lang Ye has been in retreat for hundreds of years, and now that he has returned, it is still a nirvana, and he is far behind the times!"

"The lord of my clan has already broken through three nirvana. ”

"This time, we must completely take down Shanglingshi Village!"

With that, the Winged Human Clan envoy immediately took out the summons order and excitedly sent out a message.

However, when he looked at Ouyang Lang and the unfamiliar Qingxi and the others, he found that the other party looked at him with strange eyes.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

This kind of gaze is very familiar.

It's like, looking at a big fool.