"Ahh

The screams were like killing pigs, and Gao Fan twitched in pain!

"It hurts, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

This cactus-like spirit grass itself can live in an extremely dry environment: not to mention, there were originally seven springs, and there was still the last [Bodhi Hidden Water] left. Therefore, although it only absorbed a small amount of water, only the [Flame Cactus Ball] survived in the huge Spirit Grass Garden.

In the pain, the injured arm was already red and swollen, because the red thorns of the cactus ball were highly poisonous! That kind of fire is highly poisonous, which makes Gao Fan's Dao heart uncomfortable, and it seems that he has to frantically tear everything around him.

Gao Fan climbed and rolled and climbed quickly, quickly approached the spring, and soaked his head in the cold blue water before feeling better.

"Fire poison!"

"Awesome. ”

Moreover, thousands of years have passed, and this cactus that has adapted to dryness has grown a lot.

"The cactus ball is good, a self-exploding spirit grass······ Haha, are there any other spirit grasses that survive?"

Gao Fan's eyes lit up!

Without.

Originally, it was seven springs to irrigate this large area of spiritual grass garden. Later, the six springs dried up, so most of the spirit grass had already died.

"Not only that," Gao Fan wailed, "even the seeds are no longer alive. ”

Pick up an immortal grass worth tens of thousands of spirit stones, and with a slight pinch, it will turn into ashes.

What seeds can be preserved in a thousand years?

Gao Fan let out a wail, took out the blue bamboo pill, gently crushed it, and covered the wound with the blue bamboo-like powder. Sure enough, in the wisps of coolness, the wound gradually healed.

Regaining his strength, he took out a shovel and worked in this unique [Red Heart Space]. Turn over the whole field, bury all the rotten things, and use them as fertilizer. Next, Gao Fan found a lotus pond. However, the lotus root god horse has naturally decayed.

Gao Fan didn't care, lured a wisp of Bodhi water, and said, "Well, as a place to take a bath." ”

The lotus pond is made of a kind of blue jade, and there are countless delicate patterns on it, which is very good. Gao Fan said: "Wash your face first, then wash your feet, and finally water the flowers! The water has turned black, and it must be very fat." ”

After cleaning up the lotus pond, Gao Fan didn't care about the few dark red lotus seeds that seemed to be dusty. Well, according to Gao Fan's thoughts, after a thousand years, there should be no seeds that can germinate.

"Bamboo Forest!"

"Good!"

The god of war back then was also a very elegant person, no, next to the huge lotus pond, there was also a bamboo forest. What made Gao Fan excited was that although the red bamboo in it had already died, it had not decayed, and it still had combat power! When he touched it lightly, he felt that it was not a kind of wood, but as if it was carved from red agate, which was crystal clear.

Wiped off the dust on the surface, there is a unique atmosphere in the brilliant red light. Red bamboo, but it is not an ordinary fire-based attribute, Gao Fan's fire-based heavenly spirit root can be seen at a glance:

"This ······ It's [cinnabar bamboo]!"

If you look closely, sure enough, the roots of the bamboo, after digging up the black soil on the surface, are a patch of red. This red, with a slightly pungent scent, is high-grade cinnabar.

With cinnabar, planted bamboo!

As a result, the bamboo was automatically dyed red, and over the years, it formed cinnabar bamboo!

"Wrong!"

After taking a closer look, Gao Fan was even more stunned, and said, "It's all [the best cinnabar]!

"You must know that in the current immortal cultivation world, the best cinnabar, but a piece the size of a dragon's eye is worth thousands of spirit stones. This, in front of me, is actually regarded as a kind of soil. ”

A large area of [cinnabar bamboo] was planted, which was really terrifying.

"The god of war back then was still very rich. "There is more than money, but there are many treasures. The vast space of the red heart, most of the realm, is still covered by the gray mysterious gas······

Take out the golden light sword, Gao Fan clicked, and cut down a few bamboos. Well, the bamboo under the age of a hundred years is also rotten, and it has no strength at all. However, the hundred-year-old cinnabar bamboo is still strong. A mysterious red light flickered incessantly: cinnabar, warding off evil spirits. If it was a ghost cultivator who encountered this hundred-year-old cinnabar bamboo sword, he would definitely be terrified to the extreme.

"Good, good. "Gao Fan's craftsmanship is good, and he quickly made three bamboo swords. You can continue making it if you need it in the future. Especially in the center of the bamboo forest, there is a [thousand-year-old cinnabar bamboo king], which is like a glass carving, crystal clear, and absolutely strong!

Nodding with satisfaction, in the distance, there was still a thick gray mist. Gao Fan needs to continue to advance, and this 'Red Heart Wonderland' can be opened little by little.

Gao Fan exhaled and returned to reality.

"Ahh

In reality, in the formation, Gao Fan's broken and bloody body was still absorbing the green immortal qi. In the buzzing sound, I saw that the green energy was constantly released by the green yuan array. The 'best state' of the formation is the best way to repair wounds.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for this superb condition, Gao Fan would probably not be able to repair this serious injury in a month.

"Whew!"

The whole formation, the spiritual light kept flickering, and the spherical formation wrapped Gao Fan, just like a fetus, nourishing Gao Fan's body. In the blink of an eye, six hours passed. Those three thousand spirit stones were consumed! This is really a moment worth a thousand gold! And Gao Fan's eyes also brightened, and most of the wounds on his body had scabbed.

The cultivation of the eighth layer has also stabilized. Gao Fan's eyes flickered, and he raised his arm to regain strength, it was time to deal with the group of Taiyuan.

"Kill!"

"But in what way? ”

In the small green formation at the bottom of the lake, one thought flashed in front of his eyes, and suddenly, Gao Fan said solemnly: "I ·····"

"I'm hungry!"

People are iron, rice is steel!

Gao Fan suddenly looked at the small blue lake outside, which seemed to be the most ordinary small lake in the large primeval forest of Montenegro. On the hidden tributaries of the great river, there are several mounds around it, and the mounds are extremely dense with vegetation, forming large areas of vines. Ordinary people, can not find the small lake. Gao Fan immediately swam out and immediately saw five or six fat fish.

This is a primeval forest, and almost no one comes except for a very small number of hunters and herb pickers. Therefore, the fat fish is not afraid of high sails at all. Instead, with pale golden eyes, he looked at this 'animal' curiously.

First-order spirit beasts?

Gao Fan is still talking nonsense? Sacrificing the horn fist, he knocked out one by one, and said excitedly: "Well, this braised fish! Grandpa made the braised fish before, which is the best." ”

"This steam!"