"Are you kidding? You think I'm going to believe you? ”

Wanxiang Dao waved his hand and smiled, his face full of "don't tease" greasy meaning. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The Dark Fruit is indeed gone!"

Ireland appeared as a red puppet, but there was no sense of frustration or chagrin in his words.

"Bang"

Wanxiang Dao fist slammed into the boulder he sat down, becoming bloody and completely painless.

I thought that I had opened a hook in this game, and it was not without a chance to pursue becoming the strongest player, but as soon as I experienced it, the customer service informed him that the plug-in was seized, hehe, the goal of the strongest player is to continue! What's the matter, as a son of the plane, you're too lucky, right?

"Haven't you been on guard?"

Wanxiang Dao was angry, waving his arms and beating his knees, and now he was full of an emotional factor called "depression", and he still couldn't understand the reason for the accident.

A green magister puppet, a mythical beast, and a fighter guard the magic source tree, and when it is their turn to harvest the third fruit, they find that it has mysteriously disappeared! There was no sign at all, not even a ghost, not a trace of tracking.

The path to the Perfect Deity was clouded by this dark cloud, and he wondered if it would work. Ireland, you said that you could not miss a single thing, and I wish it was just a senseless intimidation.

Klein stared at Wanxiang Dao, who was sitting silently on the bed with a blood-soaked strap on his hand, and knew that he couldn't let him be depressed like this.

"Bambets, we have to go to the royal capital for the magician certification, we can't delay it any longer."

Crane approached the head of the bed, put his arm on the shoulders of Gimmon and said what he had been thinking about for a long time.

"You're still thinking about participating in the Kingdom's Top 10 Potions Competition, right? Can't go, Bambets, you're done with it! Because it's a conspiracy. ”

Wanxiang Dao looked at Klein puzzled, the reason why he decided to participate in the top ten potions competition in this kingdom was not purely to fulfill the agreement with Chirac, but more because he was worried about the revenge of this great fighter who would be revenged, this person who can even attack and kill Balu, a magician, it is difficult to say that it will not hurt Qintian Pig or Xiaohua, as for Crane, it should not be a problem to see how familiar he and Chirac are.

It turned out that since the scam a hundred years ago, the Top Ten Potions Rating has added a fifty-year assessment period to the previous one. This information is not known to the outside world, and Klein only learned of it by coincidence.

The 50-year Top Ten Potions Appraisal of the Thorn Flower Kingdom is a grand event in the potion cultivation world, and it is also an important reference basis for the top ten rankings of each territory, which has an immeasurable effect.

The Empire of Light has a resolution that the ten kingdoms under it are only allowed to be divided into ten fiefdoms. However, some kingdoms often divide more than ten territories for various reasons, and in order not to violate the decision of the Empire of Light, they come up with a trick of ranking the top ten territories to eliminate the excess territories. In order not to be squeezed out of the tenth place, and the territory to which he belonged was taken back, countless cultivators could be said to have frequent tricks and did everything.

Just over a hundred years ago, a strange trick used a small trick to keep the top ten rankings of its territory. This strange man did cultivate a potion that met the requirements, but when the royal court planned to practice and spread it, he found that it had grown too far!

Later, it was found that the problem was in the magic, if it was born with life magic, it could develop into a potion that met the requirements, but it was easy to deviate from the influence of various factors when planted on the ground, such as weakened medicinal properties, easy to get sick or something. This is a big deal, and the purpose of the kingdom's Top Ten Potions Contest is not to eliminate redundant territories, but also to promote the idea of convenience and additional benefits. But what's more, every time you cultivate a plant, you have to cast a spell by a magician, which is too cost-effective.

All participating cultivators must stay at the royal court to verify the reliability of the potion and prove that it is feasible before they can return. Therefore, in the past 100 years, many participating cultivators have been stranded for various reasons, and very few have been able to return.

Hearing this, Wanxiang Dao still doesn't understand, as long as the competition means entering the intrigue royal court, in addition to pandering, there is a way out there? Being assimilated and becoming a member of the royal court cultivator is the only way out, and it is impossible to escape the doom of house arrest or death! Chirac, this old guy, is really no ordinary pit!

understands that it is a pit, and the next step is to find a way to get out of this pit. Originally, Klein had no clue about this, but the junior magician who was promoted by Wanxiang Dao provided a point, that is, to go to the royal capital for magician verification and obtain the status of a nobleman, so naturally he did not have to obey the dispatch of the lord's mansion.

The universal Daoyan sent Klein out the door, and then closed his eyes with his back against the wall. What, the identity of this potions gardener has unknowingly become a time bomb, if it weren't for becoming a junior magician himself, I'm afraid I really don't know what to do. It seems that he is not strong enough, and he must work harder!

"Bambets, let's go ahead with the original plan!"

As soon as the universal Dao consciousness was pulled into the "seed bank" space, he heard Ireland say such a sentence to himself before he could calm down.

"Ireland, what are your plans?" Wanxiang raised his head and asked along the topic.

"Let's go to the Great Forest first, touch the place of origin there to cultivate, and break through the mage there, I will calculate according to the footsteps of you, it is enough to break through to the high-level mage on the way," Irish rubbed his chin and said, his seven-colored eyes flashed with a strange light: "Next, let's go to the Dragon Tomb on Dragon Island to absorb the death qi there, if you are lucky, you can break through to become a mage, and finally go to the Dwarf Race's plane cultivation ground, as long as everything goes well, the Great Mage is in sight!" ”

Wanxiang Dao looked at Ireland and nodded smugly as he spoke, and was speechless: "What are you trying so hard to do?" ”

"Perfect gods, although the grasp is not as great as before!"

Looking at Ireland's natural look, Wanxiang Dao's heart was full of bitterness and helplessness.

The Great Forest in Ireland refers to the Elven Forest in the southern part of the continent, which has the largest vegetation area on the continent and is also the accumulation place for the elves to live and reproduce. Touch into the place of their origin, and absolutely offend this elven race with hundreds of thousands of people!

As for Dragon Island, there is a saying that the sea belongs to the dragon clan on the Irish mainland, and this island is one-fifth the area of the main mainland of Ireland, but it has more than a hundred dragons to dig their ancestral graves, hehe.

The last dwarf plane cultivation ground, Wanxiang Dao has never heard of, but for this group of paranoid dwarves living in underground caves, it is also not easy to fool.

Wanxiang Dao gasped: "That means that if I want to become a perfect god, I must first offend the three major races of this continent?" ”

Ireland was very unimpressed by the surprise of the universal road: "The road of the strong is not the one that has gone through bloody storms!" ”

Wanxiang Dao walked out of the "seed bank" space by himself, and didn't say anything before leaving. Because in his eyes, the will of the Irish plane has become enchanted. Maybe it was the shortest shortcut to the perfect god, but he was afraid that he would go crazy halfway through.

Wanxiang Dao squatted in the Magic Source Tree for nearly six days, and the remaining six Magic Source Fruits were successfully received into the "Seed Bank" under his nose, and the mastermind behind the scenes did not appear again, so that Wanxiang Dao's idea of trying to recover the Dark Fruit was frustrated.

Wanxiang Dao is actively preparing for the trip to the royal capital, and he hopes that this trip can give him some direction in the future, because stepping on the road of Ireland planning is a dead end!

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