Fang Yan doesn't care about thinking too much about the future now, how to escape from this group of demon insects is the most important thing, just a little mana, as long as he can drive away from the fire or the peach miasma poison in the peach miasma armor, he can get out of trouble.

The power of the Shenglong Pill was extremely violent, and I don't know how long it took for Fang Yan to feel that his physical strength had recovered a little, just a trace, he could barely open his mouth, and with a sweep of his tongue, he swept a hundred strands of silk from his mouth into his mouth, and he couldn't drive the fire to the outside of the body, but he could barely do it in the body, and the wisp of white silk that entered his mouth met the fire and melted instantly.

Lihuo did not expect the effect on the white silk, and what he didn't expect was that after this wisp of white silk dissolved, a trace of spiritual power flowed along his meridians, and it was actually an incomparably pure wood spiritual power.

Under the great joy of the dialect, why not hurry up and continue to sweep the white silk around the mouth with his tongue, the wisps of white silk continue to refine, and the wooden spiritual power continues to pour in in the meridians full of holes, and gradually the dialect regained consciousness, and then the dialect felt how seriously injured he was, much heavier than any previous time, and the meridians in the body could no longer be called meridians, and they were sparse.

Aware of this situation, Fang Yan immediately knew that he had played big this time, this had already ruined the foundation of his cultivation, and it would be difficult for him to advance an inch in the future.

However, these white silks around me don't know what to do, they can have such pure wood-based spiritual power, and wood-based spiritual power is more suitable for healing than earth-based spiritual power, but it's a pity that the power in these white silks is too small.

Originally, when there was no consciousness, Fang Yan did not feel a trace of pain, with the entry of this trace of spiritual power, at this time, it was from the bone marrow, the soul was full of pain, Fang Yan knew that this was a good thing, if he really had no consciousness all the time, then he would be really useless, fortunately, it was not the first time he encountered this situation, although he could not rely on mana to relieve the pain, but the dialect was not what it used to be, and the spiritual will had long been as strong as a stone.

Fang Yan's persistence was not in vain, he himself didn't know how long it took, and finally felt that his body had a bit of strength, although there was no trace of mana in his body, but at least, Fang Yan could use his hands to put all the white silk on his body into his mouth, and all the words on the side of his mouth had already entered Fang Yan's belly, turning into a trace of power, and he was mending the various meridians of Fang Yan.

As long as you can move, it is easy to do, the dialect first took the white silk on the eyes and put it in the mouth, while these white silks at the same time, while looking at the surrounding environment, not in the deep cave imagined by the dialect, it is not very dark, it is only a little darker than the outside, just now I found that the darkness seems to be because the eyes are covered with white silk.

The demon insects that brought him in were gone, could it be that they just left themselves here and left them alone? Fang Yan was thinking nonsense, while constantly putting the white silk on his body into his mouth, and the wood aura that entered the meridians became more and more, and Fang Yan could almost sense that his meridians were constantly improving, and the meridians of the Taixi Earth Transformation were not connected, it seemed that this power was more gentle, and it was far less violent than that of the Taixi Earth, and most of the pain of the dialect was the result of taking the Shenglong Pill.

The effect is not as obvious as Tai Xi Tu, Fang Yan realized that his meridians are not much stronger, fortunately, the mana in the body has finally begun to recover, with his own mana, he can try to control these pure wood spiritual power, Fang Yan first summoned the two spirit pets, put them beside him, and began to use mana to refine the silk wood spiritual power in the body.

The time of cultivation passed quickly, and Fang Yan felt that he had recovered a little, and he looked at himself inwardly, although he was far from returning to his heyday, only less than a third of his recovery, but he was much stronger than before.

Fang Yan knew that his strength was limited now, so he didn't waste his energy searching the surroundings, and directly called out the old man in the ring: "Old man, come out and see, we have arrived in an amazing place." ”

"Stinky boy, do you think of me when you encounter something?" the old man muttered, poked out his senses, glanced around, and suddenly shrank back: "Stinky boy, how did you get to such a place, it is clearly a thunderstorm." ”

"Thunder Array, old man, come out, there is no mana fluctuation at all, even if it is a formation, it has been abandoned for a long time. ”

The old man came out trembling again, observed for a while, and finally affirmed the opinion of the dialect: "Well, but it is a dead formation, and there is no energy supply." ”

"Old man, what is the thunder array, a formation dedicated to dealing with the devil?"

"Not only that, the thunder array, the thunder formation, has a restraint effect on the existence of the divine soul, and dealing with the demon is just an incidental effect, but this thunder array is only a beginner-level formation, and there is nothing to be desired except for the big one. ”

The old man began to comment on the formation in front of him.

"You know this formation?"

"I don't understand, even the beginner level has to be arranged by a monk above the Yuan Infant, I was trapped just after I got married, and I haven't had time to practice this kind of formation yet. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a formation, so that's easy to do. ”

Fang Yan took out the elixir to restore mana and repair the meridians, and asked the old man for advice: "Old man, do you know that an ant-like demon insect can spit out a ball of white silk, and the white silk contains wood-based spiritual power?"

"Ants, white silk, wood spiritual power?" the old man began to mumble again, and suddenly, the old man shouted: "Stinky boy, didn't you meet the wood heart worm, but it's pale cyan?"

"Well, cyan is cyan, not light. ”

"Quick, take one out and take a look, baby. ”

"I didn't have it, I was just dragged in by them, and I got here, and I can't find them now. You say those aren't demon worms, but what kind of wood worms?"

"Eh, what are you talking about, you just said that there is more than one of them? Have you ever heard of the Spirit Root?"

"Spiritual Root?I've heard that it is said that some people are born with spiritual roots, and monks who don't have spiritual roots need to refine genius earth treasures to be able to obtain spiritual roots. ”

"If you can't think of this, you know, that's right, the acquired spirit roots are all from refining heavenly materials and earth treasures, and the wood heart worm is a kind of heaven and earth treasure, but it is not refining the wood heart worm, but refining the wood spirit silk it spits out. Hey, no, stinky boy, you've already refined the Wood Spirit Silk?" the old man glanced at Fang Yan's body and noticed the difference in Fang Yan.

"Old man, are you saying I have a wood spirit root?" Fang Yan cried out excitedly.

"Wood Spirit Root? That's not true, but you have traces of Wood Spirit Root, although it's still very weak, but it's much stronger than before. ”

"Ah, Linggen can still be like this?"

"Well, to be precise, you are a half-spirit root, if you can't refine it into a true spirit root, it won't be long before it dissipates. ”

"But where do I find those Wood Heart Worms?"

The old man seemed to pout: "Eh, your qualifications are really poor, others are refining a wood spirit silk to refine the wood spirit root, you meet a group of people who can't be successfully refined, and you want to find the wood heart worm again? A wood heart worm will only spit silk once in his life, that is, when he is ready to give birth to offspring, spinning silk is to prepare food for the offspring, no, dialect, hurry up and find it, since there is a group of wood heart worms that spin silk, then there must be a group of eggs, if you can find these eggs, it is enough for you to refine a complete wood spirit root." ”

"Ah, and what's going on?"

Hurriedly stopped the refining of the elixir, stood up, and looked around with his disillusioned eyes, expecting to find a swarm of wood-hearted insect eggs, but he was disappointed, except for finding a passage to the outside, he did not find a single egg, nor did he find a wood-hearted worm.

Fang Yan looked at the passage in front of him, and compared it with the feeling he felt when he came in, and he couldn't be sure if this passage was the one he came in, it seemed to be much straighter than that one, not so twists and turns, only two or three bends, and then he didn't know where it went, but Fang Yan knew that what he saw now might not be the real channel, and he needed to walk over step by step to know if it was not.

"Old man, can you see what's behind that?"

"No, the cultivation of the person who arranged this formation is much higher than mine, I haven't cultivated your supernatural powers, even if you cultivate, you can't use it now, it's better for you to explore it slowly, kid don't die here easily." ”

With an explanation, the old man retracted into the ring.

In addition to being able to point out the dialect in terms of knowledge, he can't help much in actual operation, only a wisp of divine sense can be revealed, and there is only one coercion that can scare people, and the dialect doesn't care about the old man's words, and walks towards that passage by himself.

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