To get gifts, you need to be grateful, and the sage is also idle when he is idle, and asking the prince about the book of heaven is estimated to become a regular operation for Jiazi to stab the heavens in the future.

As for the location of the Dao, whether it is Biyou Palace on Golden Turtle Island in the East China Sea, or in Kunlun Yuxu Palace, there is a seat for his prince.

With the treasure in hand, Wang Zize couldn't wait.

In particular, he was able to sense the boundless vitality from the Fuso Wood Branch.

If you want to come to the sage, it is not a side branch of the Fusang tree, it must be the main trunk of the Jinwujia Fusang tree, and if you plant it, you can grow into a branch of the Fusang tree.

After Wang Zize said goodbye to the two sages, he returned to Golden Turtle Island, and the edge of the island pointed to the place of Tianfeng Dao.

"Where should it be planted?"

Fuso wood is planted on Golden Turtle Island, which is somewhat inappropriate, after all, it is also a saint's dojo, and the most important point is that there is Fuso in the Tang Valley, which bathes for ten days and lives in the water.

It is planted in water, and the island is a large island of golden turtle that wanders in the East China Sea, and it is a moving island, although it is also very large, but there is no suitable place for planting hibiscus.

"Fortunately, I have a pseudo-Xiaoding Sea God Pearl!"

Spreading out his hand, Wang Zize laughed, it should be that Fusang Mu has a relationship with Xiaodao.

Offering Xiaoding Haizhu, Wang Zize entered it, and he could easily integrate the space divided into it.

Without him, only the hand is familiar.

A piece of blue waves, wide and vast, Wang Zize stood on the sea, floating up and down with the sea, a section of Fusang wood in his hand, planted in the sea.

The green light flickered, and his head turned a little green.

The light escaped from the branches of the Fusang tree, forming a circular green light cover, and everyone in it was illuminated by the green, Wang Zize felt that his whole body was green, and infinite vitality came to his face.

The small branches float on the surface of the sea, and the branches stretch out, but they are two by two with the same root, and they are more dependent on each other, and one branch is divided on both sides and begins to grow naturally.

One breath and one inch, one breath and one inch, worthy of the Fusang wood, the ten spiritual roots of the flood wilderness, I can't say, in this blue wave, it will become, there are many forests and trees, the leaves are like mulberry, the elders are thousands of zhang, and the big two thousand are around.

However, the importance of Fusang wood is naturally not what Wang Zize wants.

"It's up to you, tree planter, come out!"

Wang Zize held a piece of paper in his hand, called out the tree planting Taoist, and moved out the information he had seen about tree planting and the care standards of the Huangshan Welcome Pine, and added his body.

"In the future, it's up to you!"

This kind of paper man is an intermediate version, compared to the paper man who comes out of the paper box, only can put forward simple and intuitive requirements, the tree planting man has the skills of life tree planting, and it is full.

The only role is to plant trees, take care of trees, and cultivate trees in an all-round way.

Observe the growth of Fusang wood, such as changes in trunk, bark, leaves, etc., and water, soil, and fertilize Fuso wood to see if it will be unsuitable for water and soil in Xiaoding Haizhu.

After doing all this, Wang Zize clenched his fist at the tree planter, "Everything, there is labor!"

The tree planter was unmoved, in his eyes, there was only Fusang Mu, and his whole body was for Fusang Mu, and he didn't have the slightest reaction to what Wang Zize said and what he did, and he turned a deaf ear.

For his own paper people, Wang Zize is still more assured, there is a [tree planter] planting Fusang wood here, he can rest assured.

Exiting Xiaoding Haizhu, Wang Zize prepared to bathe and change clothes, ready to deal with today's personal affairs.

The immortals are unclean, and the magic clothes on their bodies are also dust-free and prohibited, so naturally they are not dusty.

However, Wang Zize didn't take a bath for a day, and he felt a little uncomfortable, unless he focused on one thing, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder attacked, he was idle, and he still had to take a bath.

Pick up the boundless water, gather a tank, heat it with a fire, then add the Arctic ice to adjust the water temperature, accompany it with fragrant flowers, special soap, and a towel made of nine heavenly clouds, and plop it into the bathtub!

"Ah, this tastes good. ”

Wang Zize opened his mouth and exhaled a comfortable breath, and he almost fell asleep warmly, taking a hot bath, it was Ba Shi.

Changing into a robe of the same style and with a dust-free prohibition, Wang Zize felt perfect, full of Thai and happy.

Naturally, the matter is not over yet, summoning the water of the nine heavens to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth, and the emperor to wash his face...... This little day has passed, and people with OCD are really powerful, too terrifying, and too comfortable.

Afterwards, a cup of enlightenment tea that has been brewed thousands of times with repeatedness, brewed enlightenment tea, cultivating immortals should also have a sense of ritual, and life is better than living immortals.

With such an operation, the thoughts are accessible, the whole body is full of Tai, and the Tao is a lot more profound, and there is a feeling of epiphany.

On the Tianfeng Peak, outside the practice room where Wang Zize was, a little girl was sullen, sitting at the door, holding her chubby chin with both hands, looking forward to the door behind her, and someone came out.

I wanted to go in, but I was a little hesitant, and when I saw that no one came out, I said weakly: "Senior brother, come out, I'm not happy!"

No one responded to the shouting, her ears moved, and her eyes became brighter and brighter, "Senior brother, senior brother, are you taking a bath?

Outside the house, there was a milky cry from the junior sister's voice, Wang Zize heard it, looked at himself, put on his clothes, and drank a piece of enlightenment tea that had been brewed many times repeatedly given by the master, and put his mind at ease.

As soon as he thought of his junior sister, Wang Zize saw the child-like fire spirit, a head out of the crack in the window, and said a little speechlessly: "Senior sister, you have grown up, you can't take a bath with a man." ”

"Senior brother, where did I grow up? When I was a child, you would bully others. ”

The fire spirit was a little unhappy, seeing that the wind was rain, he was about to cry when he saw it, and his eyes were a little sullen.

"Senior sister, what's wrong, why are you depressed?"

Seeing that it is difficult to hide the sorrow on the little face of the junior sister, this is not his little junior sister of [children's heart], the pistachio of the past.

"The master is refining treasures and looking for materials, but I haven't helped much. ”

The fire spirit muttered with his mouth, his chubby round little face, his big eyes dripping, and he was in a bad mood.

"Ah, the old man has a lot of treasures, and if he lacks such a treasure, he can naturally refine other treasures first. ”

It turned out that this junior sister was a little unhappy because of the previous matter, she didn't help the master, and she was a little unhappy, Wang Zize naturally wanted to enlighten, but she couldn't let her continue to do things, seeing that she was going to cry, she hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, let me think about it." ”

Master Duobao Taoist refining magic weapons, that is to get started at the same time, one, two, three...... There are many varies, and one missing treasure material can be temporarily stranded and other treasures can be refined.

There are countless magic weapons of the master, divided into many series, and there are probably no less than a thousand pieces that will be famous in later generations.

It's just that the golden crown that the fire spirit said has to think about it, but it can't let the little junior sister [cute and charming, kind by nature, filial piety, young children] be restrained and knocked out of her brain.

"This matter, but I have to discuss it with the master in the long run. ”

Wang Zize thought about it, calmed Senior Sister An's heart, and thought that he still had to find a master, and tell him about the help of the fire spirit, living in the wilderness, it was too dangerous, and the fire spirit went out to find materials by himself, after all, it was not safe.

Wang Zize was thinking about things, but he didn't want to worry about his business, so he had to come to the door.

Outside the Golden Turtle Island, under the blue waves of the East China Sea, two small horns emerge and paddle in the direction of the island.