The red sun is sinking in the west, and the wind is cold, blowing the grass and trees in the mountains.

Ji Fan was dressed in a robe and quietly walked out of the hole in the ground.

Facing the sunset that had not yet set, Ji Fan blocked it on his forehead with his hand, adapting to the light outside.

At the entrance of the cave, the little hedgehog shrunk into a thorn ball and rolled outward, obviously sensing Ji Fan coming out.

Although the wind was blowing wantonly, the small spiritual tree near the entrance of the cave was still there, but the curling brilliance was not blown away.

"It's a ball of fruit again!"

Ji Fan's nose moved slightly, smelling the fragrance of the spirit fruit.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog, who unfolded his body, obviously regarded the Spirit Essence Fruit Tree as his thing, and yelled at Ji Fan in protest.

Seeing the little hedgehog screaming without any threat, Ji Fan's restrained and poisonous face showed a smile.

Ji Fan didn't stop in front of the Lingcui tree, but went to the gravel slope to find the sword weapon that erupted from the woman's mouth before.

"This spiritual essence tree should be quite valuable, and the lump of bean fruit it bears also has the effect of detoxifying and building muscles, if it is not for eating the fruit, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to survive." While Ji Fan sighed secretly, he pondered about cutting away the spirit essence tree.

The gravel slope was devastated, the sword pit blasted by the giant sword was still there, and the sword marks cut out of the two-knuckle-thick brass shield were almost split in half, obviously scrapped.

However, even if the brass shield was damaged, Ji Fan still put it away, and the brass material still had some value.

"Is the sword missing?"

After searching for a while, Ji Fan didn't find the sword weapon spewed out by the woman, and turned around and returned to the mountain lawn.

"Did you take the sword that the woman spewed out?" Ji Fan hesitated slightly, discussing with the little hedgehog.

Seeing that the little hedgehog was silent, but his expression was a little weak-hearted, Ji Fan had already determined that it was it who did it.

"I have to go, do you want to follow me?"

Ji Fan felt that the little hedgehog was very intelligent, and tried to ask it.

Somewhat unexpected, the little hedgehog nodded at first, and then looked at the fruit of the Lingcui tree, as if he wanted to wait for the fruit to ripen again.

"I can't afford to delay too long, I have to be on my way tonight. Ji Fan was in a hurry to keep up with the caravan, and his own cultivation was not sufficient.

The little hedgehog's small eyes looked at Ji Fan, and immediately began to turn around a few times around the edge of the Lingcui tree.

"What is it going to do?"

Ji Fan guessed that the little hedgehog should be an omnivorous demon beast, mainly feeding on snakes, insects, rats and ants, and as for finding herbs and spiritual essences, it was the instinct of many demon beasts.

Just when Ji Fan felt that the little hedgehog was about to brew and eat the fruit of the Lingcui tree, its body trembled, and two wisps of light and withered breath poured out from its little nose, almost enveloping the Lingcui tree.

Ji Fan's bloody face twitched, and he stood up to the little hedgehog, raising his claws and legs alternately, like a sacrificial dance, quite embarrassed to look at directly.

However, to Ji Fan's surprise, it was still to come, as soon as the little hedgehog's withered snort was contaminated with the spirit tree, it actually caused the tree to start extracting nutrients from the ground.

"There is such a thing!"

The silk brilliance was extracted from the rock formation by the small tree, and Ji Fan felt that the mist and brilliance of the fruit were even thicker.

Just now, Ji Fan thought that the little hedgehog had the ability to hunt for treasures or eat some poisons at best, but he didn't expect that its withered snort could make the spirit essence absorb nutrients and grow differently.

"There's something weird about its snort. ”

Although Ji Fan didn't get closer, he faintly noticed the little hedgehog's withered snort, and there was a faint feeling of withering and withering.

"Is it possible to use this kind of snort to deceive the spirit essence and change the state in which the spirit essence extracts nutrients and grows?" Ji Fan guessed silently in horror.

The mountains in the distance were gradually shrouded in heavy black, but the fruits of the spiritual trees were becoming more and more rich and bright.

Ji Fan looked at a large raised strange stone cave on the mountain floor, and felt that the yin qi in the cave was the nutrients for the growth of this spiritual essence tree, and it was being continuously extracted by the roots of the spiritual essence tree.

The strange stone cave is like a beast's mouth, and the irregular black stones with cracks in it were collected by Ji Fan, and at this time, even the yin qi was extracted by the spirit essence tree, and he could realize that it would be difficult to raise terrible poisonous centipedes in this place in the future.

It wasn't until the frost mist of the spirit tree that produced fruit was sticky and dripping, and the little hedgehog, who had exhaled a withered snort and was tired and panting, jumped up completely and opened his mouth, swallowing the fist-sized fruit in one gulp.

Ji Fan looked at the little hedgehog's small mouth, he really didn't expect to be able to suddenly open so big.

The little hedgehog that ate the Lingcui fruit immediately snorted the withered light that enveloped the Lingcui tree, sucked it back into its nose, and used a pair of sharp claws to gouge the dry cracked rock and soil on the side of the Lingcui tree.

"That's it!"

Finding that there was no longer any spiritual dart, it was dug out of the rock and soil by the little hedgehog and thrown aside at random, Ji Fan hurriedly went to pick up the leftovers.

When the mouth dart reached his hand, Ji Fan couldn't feel any spiritual power of the small sword body, and it seemed that it could no longer be called a magic weapon or a magic weapon.

"Did you deliberately bury it in the rock and soil and use the spiritual power of this artifact to cultivate the spirit essence tree?" Ji Fan was a little surprised, not knowing how the little hedgehog did it.

In Ji Fan's mind, it is not that if the treasure is buried, the treasure can be dispersed, and it is difficult to extract the spiritual power of the treasure as nutrients in a short period of time.

It's a pity that Ji Fan has been staying up in the hole most of these days, and he didn't pay attention to the little hedgehog's actions.

After a while, the little hedgehog dug the spirit tree out of the ground, and the roots remained quite intact, and it left the spirit tree and went up the mountain.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ji Fan looked at the Lingcui tree, and the branches seemed to be thicker.

"After being shrouded in the withered light of the little hedgehog, when this little spiritual tree extracted nutrients from the rock and soil, there was a slight tense sound in the tree's body, as if the muscles were expanding. Ji Fan guessed silently, and did not move the spirit pure tree.

As the little hedgehog came down, he grabbed an embroidered sac with his paws, and included the small spiritual tree that was less than half a knee high into the embroidered sac.

"Is there a storage bag yet?"

Ji Fan remembered that the woman had fallen from the mountain before, and when she entered the mountain, she was still driving the flying boat.

At least Ji Fan didn't find the wooden boat artifact in the storage bag he got.

"Squeak~~~"

The little hedgehog hesitated slightly, and gestured to Ji Fan for the embroidered bag.

"You want me to help keep it?"

Seeing the little hedgehog's actions and expression, Ji Fan confirmed it.

The little hedgehog nodded, grabbed the embroidered sac and jumped onto Ji Fan's shoulder.

"I'll have to look at what's inside. ”

Ji Fan is more vigilant about the items in the embroidery bag, and he has to find out what is in it to rest assured.

"No wonder I didn't see the elixir and spirit essence in the woman's storage bag before. Consciousness slowly invaded the embroidery sac, and Ji Fan found the bottles and cans in the mustard seed space.

Counting the spirit essence tree put away by the little hedgehog, there is also a good quality tree in the embroidery bag, but Ji Fan doesn't know the origin of these two spirit essence trees.

"If you can take the treasure, this wooden boat will work. Ji Fan found the shrunken flying boat in the embroidery bag and sighed in his heart.

Ji Fan opened his mouth and exhaled the jade light, wrapped the embroidered bag, and soon put it into the jade tooth.

Picking up the fine iron sledgehammer not far away, Ji Fan tied two storage bags around his waist and took out another animal skin bag.

"In normal times, I put you in a leather bag. Ji Fan said to the little hedgehog on his shoulder.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog agreed, curled up and rolled down.

The animal skin pouch that Ji Fan took out used to be used by the hunchbacked old man Chen Gengnian to pack the bird corpse, when he buried the bird corpse, and the animal skin bag was kept, and now it is used to make a nest for the little hedgehog.

The little hedgehog looked very comfortable in the animal skin bag, and a pair of small eyes peeked through the gap in the lid of the bag, secretly looking outside.

When the little hedgehog started just now, Ji Fan felt its sharp thorns, which seemed to be softer, and there was no pain in his hand.

"Let's go, if you can sense the danger, signal me in advance. "Ji Fan didn't regard the little hedgehog as a combat-type demon beast, but classified it as a more auxiliary type.

As for cultivating spiritual essences, as far as Ji Fan knew, many major sects had medicine gardens and medicine gardens, and there were also some methods for cultivating and cultivating spiritual essences.

Even if the little hedgehog can use treasures and snort to change the growth state of the spirit essence, Ji Fan can't afford to plant it, and the treasures are also not easy to find, and he still uses a refined iron sledgehammer.

Ji Fan walked down the rocky mountain road and looked at a dense and majestic mountain in the distance.

The darkness occupies the sky, and the darkness is like the pupils of the Immortal King.

The cold wind was slow, and Ji Fan, who went down the mountain into the dense forest, although he didn't have much expectations, still searched for the location where the three-colored centipede was cut down by the woman before.

Compared to what the woman had, the storage bag of the servant girl Su Ju was too bad, twelve broken spirit stones, two small bottles of elixir, and a local spiritual skill.

The three stones that Ji Fan gambled on in the Gu family cottage were not unraveled, one was meticulous work, and the other was that he was not sure if there were any spars and treasures in them.

At present, Ji Fan's most important thing is to find the Lishan caravan, in the land of ten thousand mountains, the road to the Xuanyin Mountain Range is still long, and when he searches for the traces of the Lishan caravan, he has time to study slowly.

After more than ten days in the mountain on the right side of the Three Camel Mountain, there was no danger to find him, Ji Fan went out of the mountain, and he did not have the slightest carelessness, especially in the dense forest at night, he walked very carefully.

"This land of ten thousand mountains is rich in cultivation resources, if you can join the sect here, it should be very ideal. Ji Fan pondered silently.

The long sword and brass shield were scrapped, and Ji Fan, who was only holding a sledgehammer, was somewhat apprehensive in his heart.

At this time, Ji Fan was covered in scars, and his skin was poisonous and restrained, which made people even more suspicious when they saw it.

Estimating that he was about to reach the place where the corpse of the three-colored centipede fell, Ji Fan lifted his breath and walked lightly with the help of the shadows of the trees in the dark night forest.

"Is there any danger? Can you find the corpse of the tricolor centipede?" asked Ji Fan in a very low voice to the little hedgehog in the leather bag.

The little hedgehog sniffed out for a while, then pulled out the bag and fell to the ground, staggering in one direction.

The little hedgehog's actions made Ji Fan sure that it was quite sensitive to danger and aura.

"It seems that it is, although it is quite weak and cannot fight, but with it, it may be able to avoid some dangers in the land of ten thousand mountains. Seeing that the little hedgehog couldn't run fast, Ji Fan secretly sighed in his heart.