The business of Ban's Manor has finally stabilized after some intentional or unintentional publicity, and it is famous even in the entire Thorn Flower Kingdom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAs for wanting to be widely known within the Empire of Light, it's still more than a star and a half!

Wanxiang Dao bothered to run the Ban Manor so much, in addition to wanting to earn some gold coins, he also had the idea of expanding the influence of the Ban Manor! If he hadn't heard of you in the future, who would dare to fight a plane war with you? ?

In Wanxiangdao's thoughts, he should be stable for a while. After all, I don't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, I have nothing to practice my fighting spirit, and if I have something, I will sell medicine, and my life should be so leisurely.

In the early morning, he and Qintian Piggy were leisurely strolling through the forest, when they suddenly found it stopping, squinting, sniffing, looking up and wondering, "There seems to be a treasure ahead?!"

Led by Qintian Piggy, the curious Universal Dao came to the collapsed cave that he had planned to relocate. After they were destroyed by the giant python monster, they planned to move in for one night, but they collapsed just as they tried to move in. But how could there be a treasure in this? If there is, it will not be perceived by Qintian Piggy earlier.

Outside the cave stood a burly old man with white hair and a sumptuous brown lord's robe. It is a human being who dares to summon Qintian's little pig, not some born treasure!

Wan Xiangdao hurriedly picked up Qintian's little pig and turned around and left, he knew very well that it was definitely not a good thing to use treasures to lure himself over, and the person behind the scenes was not a good person!

"Bambats, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!" the old man turned slowly, and was about to make a tirade, but the little gardener walked away with his back on his back, and ignored himself, "Hey, you stop me!"

Wanxiang Dao turned around slowly, clasped his nostrils, full of helplessness: "Old man, what's the matter?"

"Can't I talk to you if it's okay?" The old man suddenly became angry when he heard this, and his thin face was incredible!

"Oh, you stop me!!I'm Lord Stamm in this territory!" the old man beckoned, and when he saw the little gardener running away again, he felt all at once in a mess!

Lord Stamm pressed the universal path against a dry tree trunk that was old and lying on the ground, and when he sat down, he looked serious, stared at him and said solemnly, "I have something important to tell you!"

"Tell me, what potion do you want?" Wanxiang Dao sat on it and kicked his legs, and his head was not raised, as if he was clear.

Lord Stam felt very hurt, even if I asked you, do you need to say it so directly? He was very depressed, and wanted to slap the little gardener in front of him to death, no one dared to talk to him like this!

"I heard that you have in your hands the fruit of the blessing of life that raises the dead. Lord Stam asked cautiously like a child asking for candy, it was too important to him.

"The blessed fruit of life?"

Wanxiang Dao was stunned for a moment, looked at the old lord with a hint of uncertainty, and then was very embarrassed, and said in a strange manner: "I do have it, but why should I give it to you?"

Lord Stamm felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, his whole body trembled with excitement, his tone trembled with a hint of trembling, he stretched out his right arm to Wanxiang Dao and begged: "Give it to me, I will give you everything you want!"

Looking at Lord Stam's irrepressible desire, Wan Xiangdao's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt: I haven't heard of anyone dying in the Lord's Mansion recently? Or is he afraid of death and wants to keep a backhand?

"Hehe, there are more people like you who say this, are you sure you can give me everything I want?" Wan Xiangdao sneered, stood up, and looked deeply at Lord Stamm with his arms crossed, the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

"You... "Lord Stamm is about to be blown up by this little gardener, it is very important to him, can he still deceive him?

"What do you want, if I can do it!"

Wanxiang Dao could hear Lord Stam's impatience, and could see that he was forcibly holding back his killing intent! He had no choice but to say honestly, "I want you to openly protect the Ban Manor!"

Lord Stam felt he had heard it wrong. Is it so simple? Is it difficult? No, as long as he speaks, he will command some army support if necessary. As long as he doesn't provoke other territories and doesn't offend any big forces, protecting Ban's Manor is just a trivial matter.

Wanxiang Dao saw through the disbelief in Lord Stam's blue eyes, touched the tip of his nose and sighed with regret: "I would like to see the potion plants that you have been cultivating, but will you agree, Lord Lord?"

Sure enough, Lord Stam was speechless all of a sudden, this was his biggest secret. It's harder to be open to the universal way and have nothing to hide than to promise anything!

After a deal that was satisfactory to both, of course, it was only Lord Stamm himself who thought so. From beginning to end, the universal road is like a stiff puppet with a rope pulled. It's really not a pleasure to trade with lords whose strength and identity are disproportionate!

Lord Stamm saw Wanxiang Dao pick up Qintian Pig and take a few steps again, and couldn't help but say viciously, "Bambates, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Wanxiang Dao turned around slowly, and replied in a very unobtrusive tone: "Killing me is just a matter for your lord, but you won't lose your mind, because it's useless to keep me!"

"And my lord, what do you think we can talk about between us?"

Lord Stam looked at the little gardener with a look of embarrassment. He hated it, but he couldn't help but kill him! As for asking him to talk to himself, it's really not a pleasant thing to do.

Universal Dao took a deep look at Lord Stamm and shook his head and walked away again. It's better to have less contact with this kind of person, otherwise it will kill you at every turn.

"Little gardener, can't you stop and listen to me?" I am lonely!" the old lord of Stam watched the distant figure of Wanxiang Dao, and somehow remembered his son, and left without any nostalgia.

Wanxiang Dao turned his head to look at the old man with a gloomy face, he was standing there alone, exuding an aura called loneliness. Somehow, his nose was sour, and he remembered his grandfather.

"Little gardener, seeing that you have cultivated so many potions, you must like them very much!" Lord Stam squinted his eyes and searched his stomach, finally finding a common topic.

Wanxiang Dao sat on the trunk of the tree in front of him with the little pig in his arms, rubbed the three hairs of the little pig and frowned and said, "I don't like it, it's just to earn some gold coins." ”

The old lord felt that the conversation could not go on, he took a deep breath and stared at Wanxiang Dao with an inexplicable tone: "What do you think of the Potions Garden's move to cultivate perfect potions?

Perfect Potion, this is the ultimate goal of the Potions Garden for nearly two hundred years, to make the Potions plant have an independent consciousness!

"Success is a miracle, failure is a joke! If you want to cultivate a seventh-level demon soul, it is not a simple thing in the first place!" Wan Xiang Dao tilted his head to think about it, and gave an impartial reply.

"Hehe, who told you that we want to cultivate a seventh-level demon soul? what we want to cultivate is an eighth-level demon!" the old lord of Stam sneered, his tone was full of unwillingness, and there was an ambition to swallow mountains and rivers between his outstretched hands!

Potion is another name for plants with strong magical elements by the inhabitants of mainland Ireland, the magic elements inside the first-level potion are negligible, the second-level to fifth-level potions can be equivalent to the level of a human trainee magician to a high-level magician, as for the sixth-level demonic spirit is equivalent to the level of a human magician, the seventh-level demon soul is equivalent to the level of a magician, and the eighth-level demon?

Wanxiang Dao looked at the old lord dumbfounded, the Great Demon Master is now the top existence of the continent, in the Irish continent where the gods do not appear, the Great Demon Master can sweep almost everything!

The old lord, they are really crazy, they are delusional to cultivate such a peak existence!

The old lord looked at Wanxiang Dao with a smile, and the little gardener's almost ridiculous gaze greatly satisfied his self-esteem, eighth-level demons, once successful, it would be an unprecedented feat!

"What is a demon?" Wanxiang Dao's mouth was dry, and he looked at the old lord in a daze, and asked with a look of anticipation.

"Hehe, Demon, it's a potion plant that can walk, eat, and even reproduce like ordinary people!" the old lord shouted with his hands raised in his voice, with fanaticism and infinite enthusiasm.

The old lord saw the thoughtful look on Wanxiang Dao's little face, and decided to break the news again, he leaned closer to his face and whispered: "Bambets, do you think that the eighth-level demon is the ultimate? no, becoming a ninth-level demon lord is the ultimate state of the plant!"

As soon as the "Demon Lord" came out, several purple lightning bolts slashed from the clear sky, but unfortunately only a circle of colorless ripples appeared on the transparent shield that bounced above Lord Stamm. It is clear that the old lord has violated some taboo that cannot be said!

"Hahahaha, Bambats, do you know what a demon lord is?" the old lord erupted with an invincible sky-high momentum, provoking the similar heavenly punishment above.

"The Demon Lord, it does not grow old with the passage of time, it is not bound by all things, it controls its own life and death, and controls its own destiny!"

Wanxiang Dao stared blankly at the old lord bathed in the thunderbolt sea above, he was like an inviolable god, chanting the hymn of the plant in the heavenly punishment of the dragon and snake swimming.

"Countless years ago, the plant was free! it could walk, it could run, it could take human form, it could be metal, it could change its form at will, it could control its own destiny!" the tall figure of the old lord in the thunder sea began to blur, but his impassioned words did not leak to the ears of Wanxiang Dao.

"I don't know when, the plant has a shackle on it! It is branded with fate, and it can no longer move! It can no longer run, and it can't even live and die autonomously! They can only wait for themselves to become the rations of other existences!" The figure of the old lord has been overwhelmed by the mighty thunder and lightning, but the spirit of his struggle and tide in the middle of it makes Wanxiang Dao inexplicably frightened.

"I'm not convinced, even if it's the fate of the plant!"

"Boom Boom Boom"

Wanxiang Dao and Qintian Little Pig lay in the grass in the distance and looked at the blue thunder and lightning rule net that was marching wantonly in the sky, it flashed purple and glowed from the sky and covered the sky, as if it was looking for a fish that slipped through the net! Finally, after the old lord's fallen figure turned into countless green points of light, the blue rule net also quietly retreated and disappeared.

Wan Xiang Dao looked at this scene with a complicated face, and he finally understood what his mother said, "the fate of plants that cannot be decided".

With a full heart, Wanxiang Dao walked back with Qintian Pig in his arms. I thought everything was as usual, but in the evening, Wanxiang Dao and they found out that something was wrong!

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On a grassy hillside of the Fallen God Ridge, an elf and a teenager stood side by side shrouded in a green field.

"That, we've searched up and down, and we really can't find it!" Wanxiang Dao scratched the back of his head and said with an embarrassed face, after all, he lost other people's children on his own turf.

"It's none of your business, someone has taken it away, and even the life ring has been covered!" said the elven woman wrapped in golden divine demonic armor in the green sphere field, flapping her huge transparent scales from time to time, with a hint of worry on her face.

"Life ring?" Wanxiang Dao's eyes were full of question marks, expecting her to tell further.

"The life ring is a unique life mark of the elf, it can maintain the balance of multiple bloodlines!" The elven woman turned her head away and didn't want to look at him directly, she thought the little grass swaying on the little magician's head was ridiculous, but now was not the time to laugh.

"I hope that person is not Saint Noor, otherwise it will be bad!" The elf woman was so anxious that her face was full of bitterness for a while.

Wanxiang listened to the twitching corners of his mouth, their bloody plot will continue again?Saint Noel is still alive?What about Hoan?(See Chapter 32 of Volume 1 for details)

In the end, the elven woman instructed Wanxiang Dao to crush the leaf token left behind as soon as there was news, and she would find her child herself. Before leaving, she finally told Wanxiang that her name was Eve, and her title was Blood Elf!

Although Wanxiang Dao was lucky to learn about her existence from the eyes of Xiao Cang's fly companion during the rescue of the goblin, he only felt cheated when he came into contact with this elf woman!

For a while, Wanxiang Dao felt that the wind and rain were coming, as if something was about to happen, and his intermediate magician strength was enough! What should I do? Why don't you rush to the senior magician?

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