In the sea of fire, countless stars formed the shape of a firebird, crashing through the red light curtain and drilling into the talisman.

After the flames were completely extinguished, Han Yu put away the array flag and walked towards the spirit bamboo that was not engulfed by the flames.

The green vine sent news to Han Yu that it was sucking the essence of the Dryad underground.

Han Yu was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he was relieved to think that Qingteng would become stronger and he would be able to gain more combat power.

So I turned my eyes and searched around.

Han Yu found a towering tree nearby and found a dry tree hole, so he went directly into it, communicated with the green vine, and asked it to pay attention to its surroundings.

After explaining the explanation, Han Yu sat down cross-legged in the tree hole and began to breathe the mana consumed earlier.

He stayed in the tree hole for a day and a night, and when his eyes opened, the mana in his body was restored to the same as before, and the fatigue of these days was also swept away.

After all, I have been in a hurry since I entered the secret place, and my nerves have been tense and I can't bear it.

I saw Han Yu jump down the tree hole, and suddenly the soil under his feet was constantly rolling, as if something was about to break out of the ground!

I saw that he hurriedly stepped back, patted the storage bag with the Qingling Sword in his hand, and was about to instill mana when a message came from his mind, Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly and put the Qingling Sword into the storage bag.

I saw a few cyan vines growing in the soil, and then there was a small pale yellow umbrella dragging on it, and the spiritual light on it flashed slightly, and the grade of the instrument was not low.

Han Yu was slightly stunned, took the small yellow umbrella in his hand, and was slightly stunned when he saw that there was a faint colorful light on the skeleton of the umbrella.

It's just that you can't use the magic weapon without sacrificial practice, which is also a pity.

I saw that Qingteng took out four or five magic weapons from the ground, but the aura on them had already dimmed, and one of the bronze mirrors was covered with moss, and the mirror surface had become blurry.

Han Yu put away these magic weapons, and suddenly another vine appeared at his feet, dragging a green hazy spirit stone on it.

"Wind Spirit Stone"

Han Yu turned the spirit stone in his hand and carefully identified it, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Where did you find this thing? Is there anything else?" Han Yu was overjoyed, and hurriedly communicated with his mind.

As a result, the rattan trees silently burrowed back into the ground, and after a while, they broke through the ground again, and two more wind spirit stones were dragged out.

"Could it be that there are a lot of wind spirit stones down here?" Han Yu was a little surprised when he grabbed the purer wind spirit stones, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.

If there were a lot of Wind Spirit Stones, Han Yu would be able to arrange the Heavenly Wind Rift Array.

Moreover, the usefulness of this wind spirit stone is very large, the value is much greater than that of ordinary spirit stones, the cultivators of the wind spirit root, and the protective arrays of many sects are inseparable from it, but the number of spirit stones of this kind of alien attribute is extremely small, and the monks in the outside world have long been emptied up.

Moreover, the energy of the spirit stones here is pure, one can be exchanged for two hundred spirit stones, if it is a pure mid-level spirit stone, then the number of spirit stones that can be exchanged is even more astonishing.

Han Yu saw that Qing Teng's speed was a little slow, so he let it drag itself into the ground.

Seeing that most of the branches in the ground had also turned into ashes, Han Yu casually took out the Qingling Sword from his arms and instilled the mana on his body, only to see a cold glow on the Qingling Sword, and gently waved it forward.

When the carbonized branches meet the cold, they collapse like tofu, revealing holes leading to the front.

Han Yu was very satisfied with the blow just now, swept around, and walked over when he saw that there was no danger.

The green vine also controlled some of the branches to help constantly, moving those branches that were not fully carbonized, so that he could walk more smoothly.

An hour later, Han Yu appeared in the hollow of a tree hundreds of feet deep in the ground, and saw the thousand-year-old branches that were densely hugged together, revealing their old faces.

The green vine was taking root on it, absorbing the energy of the old tree, and its body had increased by three points, and now it was a zhang long.

Han Yu looked around and found some wind attribute spirit stones inlaid on the gray-white stone walls, as well as some green and shining wood spirit stones and some unknown ores.

I saw Han Yu take out the Qingling Sword again, slash hard towards the stone wall, and tear a large piece of rock, only to see that the big spirit stone was the size of a baby's fist, and the small one was only a bean, but Han Yu didn't dislike it, and dug it down and put it in the storage bag.

Just as Han Yu was gathering hard, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of grass and trees in his nose, and quickly stood up to watch, only to see a series of purple fruits on the top of the tree demon's head, only the size of a dragon's eye, but the purple fruits were shrouded in a faint cold mist, and there was a sense of nothingness.

I saw Han Yu take out the ancient book from his arms, and after quickly flipping through it, he found the exact same pattern, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Purple berries!"

I saw Han Yu compare it again seriously, and his face showed ecstasy.

"Purple berry, born with the spirit fruit, extremely rare, only born near the thousand-year-old demon tree, the raw clothes can make the spirit of the spirit faster to absorb the aura, can avoid poison and clear the heart, is the purple cloud pill, the trick pill...... The main materials and identification methods ......"

Han Yu carefully read the introduction on the picture, compared the purple fruit, and after making sure of it, he climbed up, leaned over and sniffed gently.

A fresh scent pours into the nostrils, and the spirit is uplifted.

Han Yu unceremoniously picked one, rinsed it with water slightly, and then stuffed it into his mouth, and the purple fruit turned into juice and flowed into the dantian.

"The taste is not bad, sweet and sour. Rather than handing over this thing, it is better to eat it in the stomach, which can accelerate the transformation of spiritual power into spiritual power, and I may be able to build a foundation. ”

After Han Yu finished eating, he said with a sigh of relief, and then picked another one and swallowed it.

I swallowed the four ripe ones, and suddenly felt that my mouth was full of flavor, and I tried to turn the spiritual aperture slightly to absorb the spiritual power, but there seemed to be no special change.

It's supposed to be a gradual process, and the results don't come that quickly.

Han Yu looked at the small green fruit on the rattan with a pair of small eyes, and after thinking about it, he picked it again and again and threw it into his mouth.

Han Yu's face changed instantly.

The unripe purple berries had a strong astringency, just like an unripe apricot, which made Han Yu's expression distorted, and it took a while to come to his senses.

However, the unripe purple berries also turned into warm streams into the dantian, and Han Yu suddenly felt that the sin he had just suffered was worth it.

Such a spirit fruit can also break the head of the monk who is dwelling outside, and now he can be eaten five in a row by himself, which makes Han Yu extremely satisfied.

Han Yu walked around the tree hole again, and saw that there was nothing good worth selling, so he returned to the ground along the same path and continued to sneak out of the forest.

Half a day later, Han Yu was now on a big tree at the edge of the forest, looking solemnly into the distance.

Beyond the forest is the grassland, and dozens of miles away is a huge canyon, the opposite side of the canyon is blurred, and it is tightly obscured by clouds and mist.

Han Yu stood on the tree and frowned and thought, he could feel the richness of the aura here, and there should be more rare spiritual objects in the other section of the canyon.

Of course, Han Yu would not give up such a good opportunity, but he saw that his eyes swept left and right, and when he saw that there was no figure, he fell to the ground, put a wind resistance technique on his body, and rushed towards the canyon.

Just twenty miles into the grassland, suddenly a silver sword stabbed out of the ground, Han Yu's eyes sank and hurriedly dodged.

Before Han Yu could stop, countless ice picks shot towards him!

Seeing that Han Yu didn't fight back, he fell directly to the ground, and the demand ice spikes in the sky swooped into the air.

Han Yu had just stopped and wanted to take out the magic weapon, only to see more than a dozen wind blades in the distance let out a roar that broke through the air, and a piercing sound shot out.

If it were replaced by other disciples, it would be planted under this series of attacks, and it would be impossible to do any defense and dodge under the strength of the ghost.

I saw Han Yu's face change, and the wind under his feet was out of thin air, turning into a series of afterimages to dodge, only to see him swaying from side to side, but there was still a wind blade cutting through his clothes.

Han Yu's figure floated into the distance, looking at the bleeding wound in his abdomen and sticking the green talisman to it, the blood quickly stopped.

Han Yu's eyes were cold, and he secretly said in his heart that he had relaxed his vigilance, he thought that the danger would be in the canyon, but he didn't expect to set up an ambush in the grassland.

Suddenly, two rays of light not far away flickered, and I saw a dashing boy and a cold palace maid looking at him coldly.