"Join Lingfengyan!" The voice of the deer sounded.

Su Yizhao hurriedly distracted himself and took out a bottle from the storage ring.

In the bottle, there was a flame.

He uncorked the bottle, and the flames rushed out of the bottle as if it were spiritual, ready to flee.

But where will Su Yizhao let it escape?

The divine consciousness covered it, wrapped the flames, and threw it onto the root of the divine tree.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, which startled Su Yizhao.

I saw that the entire Shenmu root the size of more than one zhang was all burning.

It looked like it was burning, but he couldn't feel the heat.

Not only that, but it also feels cold!

"Lord Lu, what is this? Why is it getting colder?"

In his mind, Shenlu said with disdain: "Rare and strange! Don't touch Lingfeng Yan with any part of your body, or you'll freeze to death!"

Su Yizhao hurriedly retreated!

"Now, use the power of your soul to infiltrate the Spirit Wind Yan into the root of the Divine Wood and quench and remove all impurities!"

There was some seriousness in Shenlu's words.

Su Yizhao hurriedly did so!

Ten days later, the thickness of the divine wood roots shrank by half, and the spirit wind Yan gradually disappeared.

"It's finished!" Shenlu Road.

Su Yizhao was a little tired, and when he heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "This is it? There are seventy-seven other materials that are useless!"

Shenlu said disdainfully, "You also know that there are seventy-seven kinds that are useless? Lingfeng Yan only burns the five elements, and if it jumps out of the five elements, it won't burn! Now, this Divine Wood Root has jumped out of the Five Elements!"

Su Yizhao was a little unconvinced!

Nima!

It's still such a big root!

Jumping out of the five elements?

How to jump?

Of course, now is the time to rely on the deer, and he didn't refute it.

Shenlu continued, "Yin Wind Spring! This time it can't be wrapped with soul power, the Yin Wind Spring will devour the soul power, and it must be wrapped with Xuan Qi."

Su Yizhao took out another jade bottle and uncorked it!

Day by day.

There are more and more empty bottles on the ground, and the Divine Wood Root is getting smaller and smaller.

Su Yizhao's sleepiness is getting stronger and stronger!

He can't hold it anymore!

Xuan Qi is good to say, Xuan Shi is piled up around, and it can be absorbed at any time.

But the soul and physical strength are not replenished at any time.

A must get some sleep!

No matter how strong a monk is, he can't go without sleep for a long time!

Those monks who meditate in retreat are tens or hundreds of years away at every turn, and in fact, they spend half of their time sleeping cross-legged.

The spirit needs to be restored!

Who can hold on that long?

It's been one hundred and twenty-three days!

Su Yizhao was drowsy!

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the back of his head hurt!

He woke up in an instant, and then said weakly: "Master Lu, you hit me again, thirty-second, I remember!"

Shenlu smiled, "Su boy, what about remembering? Hurry up and drip in the essence blood!"

Su Yizhao sighed, "Nima, this is my life! I'm running out of blood!"

Shenlu said: "Cut, I know better than you how much essence and blood you have, and I won't let you hang up, at most let you lie down!"

Su Yizhao is helpless!

Running the exercises honestly, red spots gradually appeared on his forehead.

A moment later, drops of essence blood flew out of his forehead and melted into the roots of the divine wood.

At this time, the root of the divine tree was suspended in front of him.

It's just that it doesn't look like a tree root anymore!

Three feet long, two feet thick, more and more like a branch!

Su Yizhao sighed secretly!

The first flying sword refined by labor and management himself, could it be like this?

This is not called a flying sword, this is called a flying branch!

He'd already tried, and the roots of this divine wood were incomparably hard.

It can be seen from the time when Qin Hongyi cut it off.

After quenching, it is surprisingly hard.

If you want to sharpen it into a flying sword, it is probably impossible!

Fly the branches, fly the branches..

As long as you can kill!

Su Yizhao has accepted his fate!

Now I just need to give him some sleep!

As for the Qinglou Swordsman, it is also possible to change it to the Qinglou Branch!

Ten drops of essence blood were poured in a row, and the pleasant voice of the divine deer sounded: "Enough, now, is there some connection with it?"

Su Yizhao opened his eyelids vigorously.

After dropping ten drops of essence blood, I was even more tired!

"With whom?" he asked.

Shenlu said angrily, "Follow the Pure Wind Sword!"

Su Yi called, "This is a branch! There's a fart connection!"

The deer is silent!

That's not right!

Look at the pure wind sword, no, look at the branches, there is already faint blood, is it too much drop?

Su Yi summoned it to be silent, and hurriedly said, "Master Lu, hurry up and finish your work, call it a day, and go to sleep!"

Shenlu has a stubborn face!

It can't be wrong!

Even if it's wrong, you can't admit it!

It exclaimed, "Sleep! Try again, or you'll have to do it all over again!"

When Su Yizhao heard that he was going to do it again, he couldn't help but be intimidated!

Nima!

Go to the forest again and not be killed by those demon monks?

Again, I'd rather die than give in!

He quickly concentrated his mind, and his mind was covered with branches!

"Knock!"

No way!

Su Yizhao's face suddenly flushed, and his spirits were greatly boosted!

The deer advised, "Take it easy, you are returning to the light!"

At this time, its words, Su Yizhao was already in front of the wind.

Just now, he actually felt the heartbeat of this branch?

!

It's!

"Knock!"

"Knock, knock!"

The sound of his heartbeat was getting more and more obvious in his mind, and he couldn't believe it!

After four or five breaths, his heartbeat and the heartbeat of the branches slowly coincided!

"Knock knock, knock knock......!"

A mysterious feeling appeared in my heart.

It seems that the heart in this branch is his other heart!

Su Yizhao held his breath!

One breath!

Two breaths, three breaths!

There is no more sound of a heart beating in my head.

Stopped!

Can be controlled!

Su Yizhao was pleasantly surprised!

What this meant, he didn't really know.

However, the heart is the hub of the whole body!

Where there is an injury, where there is a lack of blood, the blood supply can be directed in an instant.

If this flying sword, no, so is this branch!

It's developed!

His eyes were red, his face was bloodshot, and he stared at the branches with great energy!

In the purple mansion, in the jade plate, the divine deer breathed lightly!

OK!

No failures!

Thrilling!

I was almost ruined in a lifetime!

Next time, he must let him grope for refining by himself!

The deer coughed lightly twice and said, "Now, put the last ingredient in!"

Su Yizhao is very sober now!

Hearing this, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Aren't there four of them?"

Shenlu said angrily, "Stupid! The other three are for your restoration!"

Su Yizhao was overjoyed!

He hurriedly said, "What to put it?"

"Wind Blade!"

Su Yizhao had long been accustomed to these strange names, and he just asked casually, "What's the use?"

Shenlu said: "Your reputation as a swordsman in the Qinglou is too loud, I'm afraid that people will laugh at you when you go out with a branch, this wind blade spirit is the one who carves the branches into flying swords!"

Su Yizhao's spirit lifted again!

Finally, this stupid deer still has aesthetics!

He pulled out a bottle and asked, "Is that the empty bottle?"

Shenlu groaned weakly and said, "Would you like to read more books when you have time?" It's the Wind Blade, invisible! This time, you'll have to hold the Wind Blade in your hand and carve the branches into flying swords in the way you want!"

Su Yizhao automatically filters the words of reading more!

In my mind, I was full of flying swords!

"Boom!"

With a soft thud, he popped the cork off!

When the cork popped off, his right hand was already covering the mouth of the bottle.

I felt that in the palm of his hand, a coldness passed into his heart, and he quickly clenched the ...... hard!