Chapter 142: Gathering Spirit Tree

"Well, this brother, I already apologize to you, why are you still so aggressive".

Yang Yibu also came to lose his temper, since he came to this other world, he has always been bullied, I can't win the wolf, I can't win the dragon, can't I even win against your little ant.

"Yo ho, listen to your tone, you stepped on me and I am still reasonable, are you not convinced" The self-proclaimed big ant disdainfully let out mental fluctuations.

"What if you obey, what if you don't obey" Yang Yibu had an urge to give this little ant dozens of feet.

"Obey, you will obediently kowtow to me one hundred and eight times, call me three second uncles, I will spare you as soon as I am in a good mood, if you don't accept it, ......."

The ant paused deliberately, wanting to see how Yang Yib reacted.

"What if you don't accept it" Yang Yibu listened to the ant's words, trembling with anger, and his fists rattled.

"Don't accept it, remember that my name is Jin Erjiao, the second master, today I beat you to the service, and then I used you to alchemy, I haven't eaten the human pill for thousands of years, and now I think about it, I still have some greed."

The ant named Jin Erjiao was angry and said arrogantly.

"Are you sure you want to refine me into a human pill" Yang Yibu is angry, didn't he just step on you? Besides, he apologized to you, why do you want to refine me into a human pill at every turn.

As soon as Yang Yibu's voice fell, the finger-sized Jin Erjiao's body quickly became taller, and in the blink of an eye, Jin Erjiao became the same size as Yang Yibu.

Jin Erjiao, who had become bigger, didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yang Yibu, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Yang Yibu's chest.

In this other world, Yang Yibu fought twice, and each time the other party didn't give him a chance to react, he came up and fought hard.

So this time, Yang Yibu had already taken precautions, Jin Erjiao kicked him, and Yang Yibu picked up all his cultivation at the third level of the Jindan stage and blasted out with a punch.

"Boom, click" fists and feet were intertwined, and in the earth-shattering roar, there was a click of broken bones.

"Ah" Yang Yib flew backwards like a rocket, and at the same time, a heart-piercing pain poured into his heart.

Yang Yibu's strongest blow couldn't stop Jin Erjiao's random kick at all.

Yang Yib, who flew backwards, only felt the sound of the wind whirring in his ears, "Don't run away at this time, wait when", Yang Yib, who flew back, did not want to stop the castration of the retreat, but accelerated the retreat.

In an instant, Yang Yib's speed exceeded several times the speed of light and flew backwards.

"Uh, I can't help but fight" Looking at Yang Yibu, who disappeared into sight, Jin Erjiao stretched out a hand and scratched the back of his head very humanely.

"Porphy" didn't know how many miles it flew back, Yang Yibu fell from the air to the ground, and a large pit in the shape of a man appeared instantly.

In the pit, Yang Yibu climbed up with great difficulty, and spit out the blood foam in his mouth with a "bah".

After breathing in the pit for a while, Yang Yibu crawled out of the humanoid pit unkempt.

Looking around for a while, "There are no creatures that have caused such a big commotion, so this place should be safe."

Yang Yibu looked around left and right, trying his best to be careful.

After some exploration, Yang Yibu found that this is a lonely island, this small island is about 50 kilometers in circumference, surrounded by the sea, and the island is full of trees and trees.

Yang Yibu did not die and fell right in the middle of the island, originally with Yang Yibu's current cultivation, if he used to fly, he could fly out of the island in no more than a minute.

But the problem is that Yang Yibu doesn't dare to fly now, he is afraid that he will fly into the sky, the target will be too big, and it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Yang Yibu first used his spiritual power to carefully explore the island, and after finding no danger, he personally investigated it again, and also found no danger.

The aura of heaven and earth on this small island is very strong, and in this other world, although it is much worse than the place Yang Yibu has visited.

But compared to the secret room of the Heavenly Machine View, the control switch is adjusted to the mid-range is much richer.

"This is it, wolves, dragons, Jin Erjiao, when I, Yang Yibu, raise my cultivation to the next level, I will definitely settle accounts with you."

Yang Yibu decided to cultivate on this island for the time being, and after his cultivation was improved, he was going to take revenge.

Under a big tree, Yang Yibu has been sitting here motionless for half a year, and because of the long time of immobility, Yang Yibu's body and face have been covered with moss.

What's more, at some point, a tree seed fell on the top of Yang Na's messy head like a chicken's nest, and the tree seed took root and sprouted on Yang Yib's head.

Because Yang Yib's whole body was already covered with moss, and he couldn't see the human form, the small tree grew on the top of Yang Yib's head, verdant and green, and when the wind blew, the small tree swayed and swayed endlessly.

From a distance, it looks like a tender branch has sprouted from an old stump.

From time to time, some seabirds flew into the forest to rest on Yang Yib's head for a while, and by the way, they soaked or peed on the top of Yang Yib's head.

Yang Yibu didn't care about the birds' naughty behavior at all, he was intoxicated with cultivation and improved his cultivation.

On this day, Yang Yibu, who had been sedentary for a long time, suddenly moved.

A seabird, which was finishing on his head and was leisurely repairing its feathers, was so frightened that it flew off the top of Yang Yib's head and went away in panic.

Yang Yibu reached out and tore away the moss that was covering his eyes, and then slowly stood up from the ground.

Yang Yibu didn't sleep and practiced non-stop for more than half a year, but he still hadn't broken through to the fourth level of the Jindan stage.

A month ago, Yang Yibu had already cultivated to the peak of the third level of the Jindan stage, and Yang Yibu wanted to raise his cultivation to the fourth level of the Jindan stage with all his might, but no matter what method Yang Yibu used, how hard he tried to impact.

But he couldn't break through, and he couldn't break through after many shocks, Yang Yibu knew that this couldn't be forced, so he went out.

Yang Yibu stood up, reached out and pulled out a small verdant tree from the top of his head, and was about to throw it away.

Suddenly, Yang Yibu stopped again, took the little tree in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, Yang Yibu suddenly let out a burst of laughter, and an irrepressible joy was undisguised from his eyes.

"Unintentionally inserting willows into the yin, it doesn't take much effort to get it" Yang Yib's laughter became louder and louder, and he became more and more happy, clutching the small sapling in his hand, for fear of being snatched by others.

"Could it be that Uncle Ben's disaster in this other world is over, and it will be smooth sailing in the future" Yang Yibu looked at the little sapling in his hand with glowing eyes.

The Gathering Spirit Tree, no matter how barren or lacking the spiritual energy is, as long as the Gathering Spirit Tree is planted, everything will be changed, become full of spiritual energy, and turn into a rich land.

In his previous life, Yang Yibu once discovered a thriving spirit tree in a large crack in space.

Yang Yibu had risked being killed by the space storm, and had entered the spatial crack many times to get the Spirit Gathering Tree.

But despite all the methods he had, he still didn't get his wish.

But now in this unknown space, Yang Yibu just sat on this small island and cultivated motionless for half a year, and during this half year, at some point, a seedling of the Spirit Gathering Tree took root and sprouted on Yang Yibu's head and grew strongly.

What a reversal of luck this must have, the probability of this situation is very small, almost zero, but this zero probability has been encountered by Yang Yibu.

If this kind of thing is known to people from the outside world, people will definitely say that Yang Yibu is the son of God, and he is very favored.

After the joy, Yang Yibu did not hesitate to collect the spirit tree into the dantian.

As soon as the spirit tree entered Yang Yib's dantian, it happily shook its soft and delicate, emerald green leaves, as if it liked Yang Yib's dantian very much.

As soon as the Gathering Spirit Tree entered Yang Yibu's dantian, the castle and the pine-patterned sword, which each occupied a position and did not interfere with each other, were like two cats that suddenly smelled fishy.

Suddenly, they came to the spirit tree, each occupied a piece of territory, and stayed under the spirit tree.

"Good things, good things" Yang Yibne looked at the dantian and couldn't stop praising it.