Shi Bufan cultivated for a few more days.

After the growth of cultivation reached its peak, it began to weaken.

But the benefits are still huge.

His body was filled with the qi of the wood spirit, churning up and down, constantly transforming into his own strength, running among the hundreds of limbs, not to mention the rebirth from a stone body to a flesh and blood body, it can also be said that he benefited a lot.

The leaves near the poor pagoda have all withered and withered, and only a lone branch is left within fifty zhang.

"Hmm, that's not right!"

At noon that day, Shi Bufan cultivated as usual.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful suction force from top to bottom, sucking back the spiritual power in his body.

Shi Bufan hurriedly stopped practicing and looked up.

It was the forty-nine vines that were the cause.

The vines changed from their previous turquoise color to an eerie yellow, like muddy water.

Previously, when Shi Bufan practiced the Divine Wood Spiritual Absorption Technique, the tree vine poured the wood spirit qi into his body, but now, on the contrary, he actually began to absorb his spiritual power.

Shi Bufan tried a few more times, and the result was still the same.

What went wrong?

Don't......

Shi Bufan stared and looked at the eye above his head.

Turquoise eyes were staring at him motionless!

Like a lamp.

At some point, the eye opened completely.

At first glance, Shi Bufan was taken aback.

The open green eyes were motionless, and it was really a little frightening.

It's like a ghost hiding inside.

After calming down, Shi Bufan couldn't help but be curious after all, and rose to the top of the tower.

I can see it more clearly when I get closer and closer, and the eyes are crystal clear, green like leaves, like a huge jade pearl.

Shi Bufan opened his eyes again and observed carefully.

I found that there was a surge of energy inside, like a beating heart.

"Magic weapon!"

This kind of strange energy is very familiar to Shi Bufan.

I've seen it on many old and foolish magic weapons.

He could almost conclude that the turquoise eye was a magic weapon.

Shi Bufan's heart was full of joy.

He put his hand to his eyes, and it felt cold and piercing.

This thing is more ice than ice.

Fortunately, his body is very hard, and he is not afraid of fire or ice.

Shi Bufan pinched the eyeball with both hands and exerted himself slightly.

Click!

Unexpectedly, the eye was removed smoothly and effortlessly.

Shi Bufan was dumbfounded, and took it in his hand to observe it carefully.

This is actually a turquoise round ball, a little smaller than a fist, crystal clear, and full of aura.

Even if it is not a magic weapon, this color and texture must be an extremely rare treasure.

"The people of the Shenmu Clan really know how to hide!"

A magic weapon is actually hidden in the top of the tower, and it is camouflaged in relief, and the method of cultivation is used as the key.

If it weren't for Shi Bufan's excellent luck, he wouldn't have found it at all.

"I don't know what magic weapon is?"

Shi Bufan smiled, looking forward to it.

He has been greedy for old and confused magic weapons for a long time, but unfortunately those immortal magic weapons are too powerful.

This turquoise bead is far inferior to the immortal magic weapon, and it is enough to make Shi Bufan's heart bloom.

After all, when he got the first magic weapon, he was itching, so he immediately pinched the turquoise bead and injected mana.

The mana flowed through, first in the slightest, and then like a turbulent torrent, constantly injecting into the magic weapon.

This is also the way to distinguish the dharma instrument.

If the mana is like water, ordinary objects cannot carry mana, like stones, and magic weapons can absorb the power of cultivators, and communicate with the primordial spirit, like cotton.

After trying it a few times, Shi Bufan could confirm that it was a magic weapon, as all the mana he had injected had been absorbed.

After injecting it like this for half an hour, the primordial spirit suddenly swayed, as if there were waves on the water.

The released mana flowed back and poured into Shi Bufan's body.

In this way, it forms one.

Shi Bufan can use the Yuan Shen and Thoughts to control the magic weapon and play a role.

It's not difficult to use the magic weapon.

Just as humans are born with weapons.

Of course, this "not difficult" refers to the case of sufficient strength.

If Shi Bufan urged the old fool to use those magic weapons, it was equivalent to asking him to lift a mountain, and he would not be able to do it.

"I don't know what this bead is for!"

Shi Bufan was quite curious.

There are many types and functions of ritual instruments, and they are different.

You don't know until you try it.

Shi Bufan immediately urged, and poured a thought into the emerald bead to mobilize the power in it.

Sure enough, in a moment, the beads reacted, radiating rays of light, shining brightly.

It's amazing at first sight!

Shi Bufan lifted it up, like a father holding a newborn baby, staring expectantly.

He hoped that this was an offensive magic weapon that would take his combat effectiveness to the next level.

Of course, defensive magic weapons are also acceptable, he himself is not afraid of ice and fire, and he is not invaded by poison, if he can have a defensive magic weapon, it will be like a tiger with wings.

Call!

The light of the beads condensed to the limit, and suddenly shot out and fell to the ground.

The thing shimmered green.

And then it kept enlarged, and it turned out to be a seed.

The seed germinates, grows, and in a very short time grows into a sapling.

The sapling continued to grow upward, spreading its branches and leaves, growing to a height of more than seven feet, lush and lush, but it grew into a small tree.

Shi Bufan was dumbfounded.

It turns out that the function of this magic weapon is: to plant trees!

......

Inside the tent.

Xuedong'er's mouth and nose kept bleeding, and it was jet-black blood, which was very scary.

She realizes that she has been poisoned and immediately luckily.

However, "Crane Yihong" is too powerful, even cultivators can't resist it, and it is difficult to exert any mana after being poisoned, and if you barely use it, the poison will only get faster and faster.

Xue Dong'er wanted to open her mouth to call someone, but an arm strangled her neck from behind and tightly covered her mouth.

Want to fight back?

A strange black shadow flew down and turned into a rope, binding Xuedong'er's body from head to toe.

It is the shadow of the fox with a thousand faces.

She was very cautious, dealing with the highly poisonous Blood Dong'er, and even released the shadow, just in case.

Blood Dong'er still wanted to struggle, and her right hand reached for the short sword at her waist.

Swish!

The Thousand-Faced Fox struck first, pulled out Blood Dong'er's sword, and stabbed her in the heart.

Burst!

The armor pierced, and blood splattered.

At the same time, Xuedong'er's internal organs were in severe pain to numbness, as if they had been bitten by countless insects.

It was dark in front of me, and I couldn't use any strength in my hands and feet.

She knew she was going to die, and she gradually lost the will to struggle.

It's just that the mist in his eyes rose, and a tear slowly flowed out, sliding down his pale face.

I don't know what she thought when she was dying, whether she thought of her brother who was in danger and whose life and death were unknown, whether she thought of her mother who left her when she was young, or whether she thought of her own thin life?

Blood Dong'er glared, her breath became weaker and weaker, and her whole body went limp.

The thousand-faced fox didn't dare to let go, and directly held Xuedong'er on the ground and covered her mouth and nose.

I don't know, I thought the two were so close.

After hugging for a while, the thousand-faced fox felt that Xuedong'er no longer had any breath, and his body gradually became cold, so he let go and sat on the ground with his ass gasping for breath.

In front of him, the petite body was lying on the ground, his eyes were wide open, and there was a tear stain in the corner of his eye, as if he was telling about his unwillingness.

Of course she was unwilling, she was academic at the age of five, went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, survived countless battles, and was finally poisoned and assassinated!

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