Before the previous battle, the Dryad King and Fan Wu were silent together because Fan Wu used the natural Dao rhyme he comprehended to investigate the reality of the Dryad King and understand his hole cards, and the Dryad King thought that Fan Wu was carrying a heavy treasure with a natural Dao rhyme, and he was using himself as a plant-based demon king to investigate the reality of the treasure to see if he could take it.

In the eyes of others, the sense of harmony and nature between the two seems to be blended together, but in fact, it is due to the fact that they are both investigating each other through natural rhyme, and they almost have a little resonance.

I have to say that seeing is not necessarily believing, the cat demon civet may be accustomed to the harmony and nature with the tree demon king Qiao Ji, and he will be angry when he faces Fan Wu and has such a situation, however, one person and one demon are just fighting in terms of Dao Yun.

Fan Wu touched the leaves when he entered the range of the Dryad King, in fact, he touched a little invisible flame in it, the red lotus fire in the jade order was just waiting to be ignited, and the same was true of the fallen leaves, because the amount was small and invisible, and there was no Dryad King to find it, not to mention that the Dryad King's body was not large, but the root system was very large, and he could not control the body very carefully.

This has the effect of Fan Wu's one move to the enemy, but he is just prepared.

Fan Wu himself was confident before he came, facing a little demon king of the plant system, and he was a refiner who could carry flames with him, so he was naturally not afraid.

It's just that it doesn't seem good to use flames at the beginning, so there is a battle ahead, and Fan Wu just wants to move his limbs that have not been used for a long time.

On the way back, Fan Wu sighed lightly, "I'm really useless, and so far I have found out that my attack method is the same as yours." ”

Glancing at Mingyu walking beside him with a long tail, Fan Wu sighed again.

"What's wrong with me?" Mingyu was puzzled.

Fan Wu stretched out his hand to push away the branches in front of him and said ruthlessly, "My attack is too single, just like you." ”

Mingyu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "The direction of your cultivation is not fighting in the first place!"

"That's where I sigh, I have to give up something. ”

Fan Wu finally realized that in terms of the cultivation of combat consciousness and instinct, he could not compare with a cultivator who had been fighting for a long time, and he finally recognized his identity, a refiner!

"So what?" Mingyu was puzzled, Fan Wu's pursuit has always been a refiner, and now he feels that the battle is not as good as a person, what's wrong?

Fan Wu didn't speak, and Mingyu walked back with Fan Wu suspiciously.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard Fan Wu suddenly shouting, "I'm not leaving!" and then turned to Mingyu and said, "Take me back." ”

Seeing Fan Wu's smiling face and that childishness, Mingyu understood and was a little puzzled, and responded, and turned into a body close to Fan Wu.

Fan Wu raised his hand slightly and pressed Mingyu's back past his waist, and sat on it with his feet lightly.

Mingyu was running, and the breeze was blowing.

Back in the cave, Fan Wu immediately walked to the refining room, and Mingyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "What weapon are you going to use this time?"

Mingyu has seen Fan Wu refining tools for a few years, and things like this kind of demon wood are either made into sticks or scepters, but Qiao Ji's body is not particularly strong.

Fan Wu blinked, "Let's see." ”

That innocent faction made Mingyu instantly understand that Fan Wu was not sure what he wanted to refine at all, he just felt that the materials were special and wanted to study the materials!

Mingyu didn't know what expression to put on, "Poor Qiao Ji." ”

Muttered and went back to his room to sleep, for Mingyu, sleeping in the demon world can absorb the growth of demon power.

Fan Wu smiled, and one person and one demon turned around and closed the door.

Fan Wu threw out the branches and slime that the Dryad King Qiao Ji had asked for on the ground in the refining room, and sat cross-legged on the futon in contemplation.

In fact, Fan Wu looked at these materials but didn't think about the materials, she was thinking about her mother's identity and the bloodline of the Fire Spirit Demon Clan.

The Flame God Monarch in the small world of Scarlet Flame Tiansang also remained silent, and one thought after another flashed in his heart about his sudden extra blood.

Fan Wu exhaled lightly, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, came to the small world of Scarlet Tiansang, stood on the edge of the cliff, looked at the silent Yan Shenjun, and did not bother.

Turning his back to the Flame God Monarch, he watched the sea of clouds rise and fall, with an innocent smile on his face.

It wasn't until he heard a sigh from the Flame God Monarch that he turned around.

"What do you think?" asked Fan Wu the Flame God Monarch.

"I want to ask you, Master, Ancestor?" Fan Wu still had that smile on his face.

"Maybe this remnant soul of mine can awaken your bloodline. The Flame God Monarch smiled bitterly.

Fan Wu had an indifferent expression on his face, "You know I didn't mean that. ”

"Then what do you want to do?" the Flame God Monarch was a little puzzled.

"Trace the roots. "Fan Wu has already thought about it.

What Yan Shenjun thought was that Fan Wu would fight his idea to awaken the flame bloodline contained, or that he could resurrect and return with the help of Fan Wu's bloodline and no longer be trapped in this small world.

However, what Fan Wu said was a bit unexpected to him, but it was not unexpected. He also thought about this matter, but he forgot about it in an instant, after all, he didn't care about it very much. The cause of death back then was clear to him, and it would be more practical to think about whether he would be reborn or whether Fan Wu would awaken his bloodline.

Yan Shenjun's slightly stunned expression fell into Fan Wu's eyes, and Fan Wu smiled faintly, "Master, there are more choices for tracing back to the source." ”

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Yan Shenjun's mind, but only the sentence Fan Wu said was the most attractive, no number of ideas could match one more choice, it was like the optimal solution that appeared deliberately when faced with a choice between two, and this was not unrealizable.

Fan Wu has the bloodline of the Fire Spirit Demon Clan, and he is the soul of the Fire God Monarch stripped from the body of the Scarlet Flame Realm, and he is the two most promising to discover the secrets of the Scarlet Flame Realm after it is broken, and it is possible for both of them to get what they want.

Yan Shenjun looked at Fan Wu and nodded with a smile.

Fan Wu retreated.

Fan Wu, who returned to the refining room, separated the slime from the branches with a wave of his hand, and the branches turned into ashes, and the slime mixed with them, but it seemed to be mixed together like water and oil, but in fact they were still "doing their own thing".

Fan Wu was not surprised, the suspended mixture entered the refining furnace with a wave of his hand, and was instantly swallowed by the flames, there was a trace of red lotus fire in the refining furnace, the burning was not violent, and it was very suitable for warm cultivation.

For the red lotus fire in the jade order, Fan Wu has already waved his arm in the past few years of practice, and has also used various techniques, and keeping the fire in the refining furnace is just a small means.

Because of the special material, it is necessary not only to keep the ashes made of slime and branches from being burned out, but also to use flames and magic tricks to promote the fusion of the two, Fan Wu stayed in the refining room for half a month before coming out.

When Mingyu came back from a walk outside the cave, he saw Fan Wu holding a futon under his armpit, although he had doubts, he didn't think much about it, no! When Mingyu looked at Fan Wu and the futon she was holding again, he was shocked and said, "You refined Qiao Ji's branches into a futon???

"Can't you?" Fan Wu smiled, "Come and see the effect." ”

Saying that a person and a demon approached, Fan Wu put the futon on the ground, took a fruit and put it on the futon, and the fruit disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the color of the futon seemed to be a little brighter, as if the black and bright feeling caused by long-term use, revealing a trace of inconspicuous traces of time.

Mingyu was extremely shocked, wanting to touch it but afraid that she would also be devoured.

"It's called the Evil Thought Futon. Fan Wu said softly.

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