"Stop, all of you. ”

There was a vague shadow under his feet, and he could vaguely see the long sword that overcame the embroidered spring knife, and from the body whose life and death were unknown, he drove the purple sparrow through the void.

Zhou Yusheng was dying, his breath was weak, the blood under Sen Sen's white bones had dried up, and there was only a spirit like a gossamer, lingering around his body.

His eyes flashed quickly over the moment when the long sword and the long sword under his feet were connected, and the friction sound of metal colliding came from Jin Ge's iron horse, and Ling Chenzi's face twitched slightly, and the two floating voids under his feet, a strong spiritual power fluctuation exploded from it.

The long sword was lightly raised, Zhang Zhan didn't expect him to make a sudden move, and before he could draw his sword to parry, the tip of the sword reached his throat, and he exclaimed. followed by the cold light flashing, and in a panic, the embroidered spring knife that infested Zhang Min's body flowed out, and then immediately stabbed out.

The void under his feet fluctuated, and in the faint sound of the wind flow, a faint wail had turned into a fierce sword qi, and his wrist was flipped, and he only needed to take advantage of the situation to control his death, but his arm was sore, and he was unable to do so, so he had to block it with a horizontal sword

The swords intersected, Zhang Zhan's arm that could see the flesh and blood clearly hung there, his heart was beating, and under the intersection of anger and anger, he summoned up the strength of his life, the long sword stabbed rapidly, and the sword turned sharply in the middle of the way, and the sharp sword blade slashed through the empty door, stabbing straight into Zhang Zhan's shoulder.

"Poof!"

The tip of the purple sparrow sword had already slashed through the embroidered spring knife and submerged into Zhang Zhan's shoulder, and the faint pain in his body made Zhang Zhan's face immediately pale, his expression was in a trance, and the scarlet bloody eyes were in the urging of pain, and the killing intent was even stronger.

"Zhang Zhan, since you can urge the Qibao Glazed Qi, even if you pass by unintentionally, you can follow me to seal the Dao of the Dao. ”

Zhang Zhan's spirit was shocked, and he only felt that the serious voice coming from a distance was like a Hong Zhong, but it was like a breeze, as if it had the intention of relieving the pain in his body and forcibly suppressing the killing intent in his body.

"Isn't this a famous sword ghost? Ling Chenzi raised his eyebrows lightly and chuckled playfully.

"Old man Lingchen, you have forgotten that we should all be dead people, even if we were not in a war camp before we were born, but after all, when we died, we died together, and you would be angry when you said this. ”

In the Spirit Grass Hall, there was another broken void, and a blood-colored demon knife had already torn through the void, only to see that in the void floating, an old man with his upper body exposed, walked leisurely from it.

The wrinkled face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a beard from his lips to his ears, and a headband made him look a little more mature.

The lower body was made of metal and iron baffles of different colors, hanging from the hemp rope twisted around the waist, and as the old man paced from the void, there was a soft sound of bells colliding.

In his left hand, he held the demon knife that opened up the void, and in his right hand, he held a strange night fire kettle.

"It seems that you have a good candidate for a successor, the divine soul resonance that the little guy attracted just now is probably already the divine soul power of a third-order alchemist. The sword ghost snorted lightly, his eyes glancing at the miserable void below, his expression getting cold.

"Although that Zhang Zhan is a descendant of Zhang Chun of Huainan Jiuxingqiao, it is not worth taking him into the Sealing Dao, even if his ancestor Zhang Chun has stepped on all the sword souls in the Sealing Dao, it is on the premise that his ancestors opened up the body of the Tyrant Sword, which can trigger the resonance of the sword soul in the Sealing Dao, otherwise with his cultivation in the Thunder Tribulation Realm at that time, it is impossible to take away the Red Curtain Ghost Horn Knife sealed by Tianlan in the Cloud Transformation Secret Territory. ”

Ling Chenzi was not angry but happy, his calm eyes stared at the tragic situation that arose from his heart, and the light of his eyes stayed on Zhang Zhan's shaking body for a long time, and finally his face became serious, as if he was seeing the shadow of the person back then through his appearance.

"You know what a!" the knife ghost scolded angrily.

The knife ghost's eyes were self-evidently solemn, staring at Zhang Zhan, wanting to speak and stopping, all the words held in his heart were finally swallowed back into his stomach.

He sighed and didn't speak.

Only the blood-colored demon knife had already burst out of the void, and after hovering in the air, Zhang Zhan, who was already completely unconscious and still standing completely on instinct, rose into the air.

With a wave of one hand, the sword ghost quickly formed a five-pointed seal in his left hand, and the blood-colored five fingers pressed heavily on the void in front of him.

The void in front of him collapsed, and he actually punched out a void

Zhang Zhan, who was holding the demon knife, hid into the void in front of him, looked back at Lingchenzi solemnly, and a trace of pain-soaked pain flashed in his eyes, but only a sneer filled with murderous intent remained.

"The Tianlan Forest tragedy back then would never be as simple as what we witnessed, there were demon races, human races, and countless races of different races intervened, in order to be the secret of Huainan's Earth Spirit Heavenly Vein, and the Extreme North Realm. ”

With the tranquility after the storm, there is only one person, staring into the distance, it seems blurry and distant, as if looking at the passing verdant years, a faint persistence in the bottom of the eyes, containing a lifetime of waiting and hopeless expectations.

He stood silently, staring ahead for a long time, and when he reached his mouth, he became a soft sigh.

Lingchenzi's five fingers clenched, and the void suddenly shattered and scattered, and the Lingcao Hall that covered the void disappeared, and there was only one person, who fell there, his breath dying.

"It's okay, it's just that the divine soul power is overdrawn, and the left arm has been picked with a Yang meridian, and there is no damage in the body?"

Ling Chenzi raised his eyes and stared, a little surprised, and a little incredulous.

But after all, he just raised his hand, condensed an acre of auspicious clouds under Zhou Yusheng's body, supported Zhou Yusheng, and entered another void.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

On this day, in the Spirit Grass Hall.

"I can't even sink my mind to planting, how can I spend thousands of years of suffering with an elixir in the future. ”

changed into a green shirt and cloth, both the complexion and the spirit were very different from the young man who fell there a month ago, it was Zhou Yusheng.

But at this time, he carried a broken wooden hoe on his back, and in a piece of land that was several acres in size, he studied the dead wood triangular vine under his feet, which was only a leaf, but was praised by Lingchenzi to the sky.

Now it's autumn harvest season again, autumn is rich, mist shrouds the earth like a light veil, gusts of autumn wind blow off leaves, and the spirit grass in the spirit grass hall has also been collected into the house a few days ago.

Just like the principle of mortal farmers planting vegetables and farming, no matter what kind of vegetables are planted and which planting method is adopted, the choice of seeds is very important, what kind of soil, what kind of vegetables are suitable for planting, must be carefully studied, Lingcaotang is located in the eye of Tianlan Forest all year round, and the soil is even more humid, so Lingchenzi educates the rest of his life to bury the seeds in the soil without damaging the soil.

However, Zhou Yusheng himself is not a person who can calm down, and if the soil of the Lingcao Hall is used a little more, the surface will be damaged, and often in the case of planting, the soil of the Lingcao Hall can no longer be used before the seeds are planted.

But fortunately, a few days ago, Zhou Yusheng found that in the case of planting these seeds, it was very important for the living and practical use of spiritual power, as long as it could be inserted into the soil, the surrounding water origin would pass quickly, and he had to make this inexplicably missing origin fill the missing gap.

However, in the case of the use of the source, he will often guide the release of the power of the two sources, which also leads to the fact that in the process of planting, the seeds can not be fixed in the soil due to the lack of soil hardness.

"Didn't I teach you, that's not how the deadwood triangular vine is planted, the triangular vine has a fragile bush branch, if it is as big as you, before it sprouts, the bush branch will die in the ground. Lingchenzi was a little helpless, staring at Zhou Yusheng's slightly stiff movements, and there were words of suffering.

"Senior, the water quality of the Spirit Grass Hall will always disappear inexplicably, although I can use two spirit veins at the same time to fill this gap, but the degree of water loss is different each time, and it is difficult for me to grasp the control of the origin of water. Zhou Yusheng looked strange and muttered.

Ling Chenzi sighed, before he could reveal the strange emotions on his face, but since he had been in the Spirit Grass Hall for hundreds of years, he naturally knew some reasons.

After Zhou Yusheng fell silent slightly, a trace of red flames rose out from his body, and as his fingertips triggered the flames, clusters of flames began to pour out of Zhou Yusheng's body one after another, revealing a blood-red spirit stone in the flickering coat of arms on his arm.

"If you want to use the power of the fire source to find out the disappearance of the water quality, unless you can pry out the entire Tianlan Forest, it is absolutely impossible. Lingchenzi looked at the blood-red spirit stone, sighed lightly, and said.

His palm slowly erected, and with a flick of his fingers, the flowing red flame suddenly flashed up, grabbing the dead wood vine seed on the ground, and the flame climbed onto it along the flame bond of his fingertips, bathing the whole seed in the red sea of fire.

At the moment when the seed was about to reach the critical point, a stream of water that extinguished the flames, the coat of arms of the left arm flashed, and a restless mass of water in his hand suddenly swelled.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Zhang Zhan is. He stayed in his heart for a moment of bitterness, and was in a trance for a long time, silent.

"Do you want to improve the resistance of seeds before planting?

"Hey!"

Zhou Yusheng sighed lightly, and as the seeds in his palms turned to ashes, the two-color spiritual power light cluster kept spinning like a spinner in his fingertips, completely shattering his unrealistic illusions.

"Don't be too discouraged, but you don't even have a good fire control decision, want to control the temperature and quality of the flame, are you delusional?"