"This is just the root of the ancient ginseng tree, and the saplings that grow from it are not complete, and the remaining three trunks must be found and combined with each other. ”

The Immortal Emperor rinsed the small grinding disc with the water of chaos and explained.

Qingxi thought of the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree she saw on the undersea continent, and then recalled the experience of Chinese fruit farmers planting trees, and her eyes lit up.

"I see!"

"You can do something like 'grafting'. ”

Qingxi used his own strength to condense a phantom.

Below are tens of thousands of feet of roots, like countless divine dragons converging, rooted in the origin of the world, and even extending to nothingness.

As for the top of the roots, three openings were cut, and three main trunks of ginseng fruit trees were inserted into each of them.

This is Qingxi's first plan.

"Your method is good, I remember that the three existing backbones are located in the Cultivation Realm, Immortal Mountain, and Heavenly Court. ”

"That backbone of the cultivation world, with your current strength and status, it is not difficult to get it, but it is not easy in the other two places. ”

The Immortal Emperor looked at the phantom of the ancient tree in Qingxi's palm, nodded, but shook his head again.

"Since you need the Ginseng Ancient Tree to find those two supreme beings, and your strength is so amazing, why don't you take a trip to Immortal Mountain and Heavenly Court?"

Qingxi said meaningfully.

"Don't be careful, this is just the appearance of the old man's beings, not the body. ”

The Immortal Emperor shook his head again and again, "The role of the sentient beings is to guard this small courtyard, and they can't leave because they are forbidden by the body. ”

"That's why I cast 'Lost Dreams' Soul Hook. ”

Hearing the explanation of the Emperor of the Underworld, Qingxi finally showed a sudden expression.

No wonder the outside world can't see each other, it turns out that in addition to not wanting to pay attention to foreign affairs, the more important reason is that they can't leave.

"The doppelganger can always go out, right?"

Qingxi came up with a new idea.

The Immortal Emperor was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Of course you can, the strength of my sentient beings is at least comparable to the third step of the Half Emperor, even if it is just a clone of the sentient beings, it can also exert the strength of the first step of the Half Emperor." ”

"However, every time you condense a clone, you need to consume a terrifying amount of energy, and even if you can leave the Chaos Courtyard, you won't be able to hold out for too long. ”

"Perhaps, this is because the ontology doesn't want me to interfere with the outside world. ”

The Immortal Emperor pointed to the gray mist around him and added, "If you add some chaos qi to the clone, it can make the clone go out a hundred times longer. ”

Qingxi looked around, and with a casual move, a wisp of gray mist fell on the palm of his hand, containing a heavy power like a small world.

"This is chaotic qi, it is really strong, a wisp of breath is equivalent to a small world, if it can be used to refine treasures, it would be good. ”

Qingxi muttered and took out a piece of black metal of the ancestral rank.

But as soon as the chaotic qi approached, this precious metal shattered with a "click", turned into a gray mist-like substance, and quickly disappeared.

"Ordinary materials can't withstand chaotic qi, even ordinary holy soldiers, they can only carry it temporarily. ”

"After a long time, it will still be crushed. ”

The Emperor thought about it, touched it on his body for a moment, took out a piece of iron lump, and threw it to Qingxi.

"It's so heavy!"

The moment he saw the iron pimple, Qingxi's hand shook and he almost failed to catch it.

Because this is not an iron lump at all, but a small black hole!

Qingxi could feel the crazy gravitational pull, almost sucking his palm in, and his eyes suddenly showed a bright light.

"What's the name of this thing in the Southern Star Field?"

Qingxi asked tentatively.

"Chaos Ball. ”

The Emperor pillowed his head with his hands, sleepy-eyed, and yawned, as if he would become very sleepy every time he woke up.

"It's called differently. ”

Qingxi took the "Chaos Ball" and walked to the area filled with chaotic mist, and began to slowly absorb the chaotic qi one by one.

The "Chaos Ball" was getting heavier and heavier, and the surrounding space was constantly distorting, and even Qingxi was almost unable to parry, but his eyes showed excitement.

After absorbing a hundred wisps of Chaos Qi, the Chaos Ball began to vibrate regularly, showing signs of explosion, and seemed to have reached its limit.

Qingxi hurriedly stopped absorbing Chaos Qi.

He weighed his weight and found that even if he just smashed it out with the Chaos Ball, the Heavenly Saint would definitely not be able to bear it.

As for whether the stronger Holy can be stopped, it has to be tested by practice.

He put the Chaos Sphere into the Blue Sky Realm and placed it in the far corner, so as not to swallow the surrounding galaxies and stars.

"At the critical moment, sneak attack on the Holy from behind, the effect should be very good. ”

Qingxi muttered to himself and continued to fish in the River Styx, hoping to gather a hundred drops of acquired immortal liquid as soon as possible and completely rejuvenate the vitality of the roots.

After that, the backbone "grafting" can be carried out.

During this period, Qingxi found that Qingfeng, Mingyue and the others, who were carefully cultivating their roots, had turned their ordinary primordial god bodies into purple and had a metallic luster, and they were very close to the day when they would completely transform into purple gold divine souls.

"This is also their chance!"

Qingxi double-roded and continued to fish for ancient medicine.

The Emperor of the Underworld has already said frankly that as long as the entire River Styx is not blown up, it is nothing to catch more ancient medicines or powerful evil beasts.

There are millions of small worlds, and even if you fish a hundred small worlds a day, it will take a full 10,000 days, nearly 30 years to complete a round of fishing.

And each small world has as little as dozens, and as many as hundreds of continents.

On average, each continent has more than one 10,000-year-old level ancient medicine.

And so it goes.

You can't catch all the ancient medicine in a short period of time.

More importantly, this is the River Styx.

Qingxi was not distressed at all.

Another few days passed.

Qingxi fished up a large number of 10,000-year-old ancient medicines, as well as a large number of ancestor-level evil beasts, all of which were existences that called kings and ancestors in a small world.

But here, you can only huddle in the space fish tank trembling.

"The Immortal Emperor is still asleep, and it seems that I can only purify the immortal liquid. ”

Qingxi threw a 10,000-year-old medicine into the mouth of the grinding disc and tried to push the grinding disc with one hand, but to his astonishment, the grinding disc was extremely heavy.

Even if he tried his best, his arms were bruised, but he still couldn't push.

"How so?"

Qingxi took a deep breath, used the Void Devouring Armor, turned into an eight-armed god, and exerted his power to the extreme, and could only push the small grinding disc at a very slow speed.

"Even if you exhaust me to death, I can't grind these ancient medicines well. ”

The corners of Qingxi's mouth twitched.

"Yawn ......"

The sound of the Immortal Emperor yawning came, and he glanced at Qingxi's movements with sleepy eyes, and laughed, "This is a legendary world-class treasure, and it can't be promoted normally without the power of the Quasi-Emperor." ”

Hearing this, Qingxi understood why the Emperor of the Underworld was tired some time ago.

It's not pretending, it's really tiring.

The Immortal Emperor put his hands on the handle of the grinding disc and pushed hard, grinding these precious ancient medicines one by one.

Green Creek continues to fish, providing a steady stream of resources.

Three months later.

When the hundredth drop of the acquired immortal liquid landed on the cut surface of the roots, a ring of green shockwaves swung out, stronger than ever.

The vigorous breath of life permeated the entire courtyard at this moment.

The countless creatures in the River Styx are like swimming in the ocean of life, and they only feel comfortable, as if they have come from hell to heaven.

"That's it!"

The Immortal Emperor put away the small grinding disc and smiled with relief for the first time.