Looking at the villa in front of him, Fang Yuan's nervous heart has eased a lot in recent days, first fighting with the old man of Tianyuan Pharmaceutical, and then being chased and killed by Deacon Hou, everything is thrilling, and if it is not a little, it is a dead end. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

You must know that Fang Yuan is still a small person in the cultivation realm, and he is already so dangerous, so it is no wonder that the road to cultivation is bumpy.

Entering the courtyard gate, carefully locking the courtyard door, Fang Yuan was a little tired, he wanted to take a rest, he didn't want to be disturbed.

Opened the door of the villa, entered the villa, went up to the second floor, and entered the bedroom, now Fang Yuan wants to sleep, to hell with any food and gas method, now he is physically and mentally exhausted.

Just as Fang Yuan was about to lie down, a figure accidentally entered Fang Yuan's eyes from the window, so abrupt.

Fang Yuan was shocked, he didn't feel sleepy, he had to know that this was his own home, who was so blind, and ran to his own backyard.

Hiding behind the window, Fang Yuan observed carefully, because the person was on his back, Fang Yuan couldn't see his face, he could only see his back body.

The man was standing in the backyard of Fang Yuan's villa, looking at something with his hands behind his back, a cyan robe, wide robes and large sleeves, just looking at it from behind, it gave people an ethereal feeling.

Fang Yuan looked in front of the man, the small greenhouse seemed to have been pulled up by a hurricane, and it had already fallen to the side, it was very embarrassing, it turned out that the place where the small greenhouse existed only left small potholes.

The man was staring at Fang Yuan's two blue ginseng plants, motionless, and since Fang Yuan couldn't see the front face, he didn't know the person's expression.

Fang Yuan was a little angry, this person actually demolished his own small greenhouse, didn't he fall in love with my Bi Shen, this person was wearing a green robe, obviously he was also a cultivator, but I didn't know how he found Bi Shen, this is a bit bad.

A few afterimages flashed in the villa, and when the afterimages were set, Fang Yuan had already appeared in the backyard of the villa, standing about five feet away in front of the man.

Only then did Fang Yuan see clearly the appearance of the middle-aged Taoist on the other side, wearing a cyan gossip robe, three strands of black beard about a foot long, with his hair in a bun, majestic and straight, like an immortal.

This person and the deacon are both good-looking, but I don't know what the strength is, why they are eyeing my blue ginseng.

"Who are you, what are you doing in my house?" Fang Yuan was vigilant, he didn't know if this person's strength would make a move, if he really did it, he wouldn't care a lot, he secretly turned the floating slaughter into the size of a fingernail and pinched it in his hand, covering the Buddha light and sound of the floating slaughter, ready to make a move at any time.

Hearing Fang Yuan's shout, the middle-aged Taoist took his gaze off the blue ginseng, and a pair of Danfeng eyes looked at Fang Yuan, showing a look of interest.

"You nourished and cultivated this ginseng?"

For Fang Yuan's question, the Taoist didn't pay attention to it, but directly asked his own question.

Why would this person ask this?Fang Yuan was puzzled in his heart, thought for a moment, and said, "No, those two seeds were only picked up by me occasionally, and they were planted casually and left to fend for themselves. ”

"You're lying!" said to Fang Yuan with a smile, and then pointed to the white soil, "This spiritual soil already contains a faint trace of wood spirit qi, it is definitely not ordinary soil, this is already a good spiritual soil, and it will definitely not be like this without nourishment." ”

After the Taoist finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yuan with interest, his eyes showed a hint of curiosity, and Danfeng's eyes blinked.

Fang Yuan felt that if a beautiful woman looked at him like this, he would definitely have a spring in his heart, but how could the person in front of him look at him with this look.

With goosebumps standing on end, his hair stood up, Fang Yuan said cautiously: "I just nourished the soil with the true yuan at will, and that's it, I don't understand what spiritual soil you are talking about, what wood spirit qi you are talking about, I don't understand what you said." ”

Fang Yuan didn't lie, and he really didn't know, in the "Holy Dao Codex", only the "Planting Chapter" paid attention to how to plant heavenly and earthly treasures, and said that washing the soil with Zhenyuan could make the soil gain a trace of spiritual energy, which would help the growth of heavenly and earthly treasures, and the others didn't say much, and there was no "Spiritual Soil Chapter", Fang Yuan naturally didn't know what the wood spirit qi was, but he faintly felt that it seemed to be very powerful.

After hearing Fang Yuan's words, the Taoist laughed, a trace of pale appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "There is no one in ten thousand, there is no one in ten thousand!"

After speaking, he looked at Fang Yuan with a red-hot eye, which made Fang Yuan very like a man's back, why is it a man who looks at him every time he looks at himself with this kind of look, Master has seen it, Miao Yong has seen it, and now this person is also looking at this kind of look.

"Appearing in my backyard for no reason is definitely not a good person. Fang Yuan already had some anger, this person was looking and laughing in his own courtyard, and he really didn't treat himself as an outsider.

Fang Yuan made a move in an instant, but he had spare strength, and he also had the intention to test this person, just by relying on his own feelings, Fang Yuan couldn't feel the strength of this person.

Under the urging of Fang Yuan, Futu instantly rose to one zhang square, four or five zhang high, flashing with Buddha light, singing Buddha sounds, and the bell jingling Ling rang chaotically, and smashed towards the person.

The Taoist smiled, staring at Fang Yuan, still with that kind of red-hot eyes, ignoring the floating slaughter that was already floating above his head.

This person was not forced to be calm, in fact, his strength was a mess, but Fang Yuan only had the intention to test it, and he didn't make a dead move, so he continued to urge Futu to suppress it.

The Taoist smiled, but the Futu was less than a foot away from the Taoist, and he was about to press it down, so the Taoist glanced at the top of his head, and the wide robe and big sleeves greeted him in the air.

Fang Yuan, who was controlling the floating slaughter, only felt a huge suction force coming towards the floating slaughter, and hurriedly urged the floating slaughter to escape, but the suction force was too great, and the floating slaughter instantly entered the sleeve of the Taoist's robe.

Fang Yuan was shocked, he couldn't feel the existence of Futu, the connection between Futu and himself was completely cut off, although he was a little unwilling, Futu was snatched away like this, but Fang Yuan still made a decision immediately, that is, to escape.

Wan is no match for this person.

I also thought about taking out the magic talisman from the mustard bracelet and patting it on my leg, but I had already exhausted it in the chase and escape with the deacon, and I hadn't had time to replenish it.

Fang Yuan was ruthless, biting his fingers, and quickly drawing on his legs, two divine talismans were drawn, and everything was completed in the blink of an eye.

The Daoist looked at Fang Yuan's movements with great interest, still looking indifferent, his eyes staring at Fang Yuan tightly.

After drawing the Shenxing talisman, Fang Yuan stepped into his legs, and was about to flee, at this time, he couldn't take care of it so much, Bi Shen didn't want it, the person in front of him was not capable of the enemy, and it was important to escape.

Thinking that Futu was collected, the blue ginseng couldn't be asked for, looking at the two blue ginseng that were ripe at the moment, Fang Yuan felt distressed.

simply closed his eyes and didn't look, preparing to flee, just when Fang Yuan was about to take a step on his legs, he suddenly found that his legs didn't obey the call, and his heart was in a hurry, but no matter how his head was controlled, his legs just kept calling, as if he was fixed on the ground.

Fang Yuan knew that he was frozen by the stinky Taoist in front of him, and said, "If you want the green ginseng, you can take it, it's a big deal that my floating slaughter will also be given to you, don't you fix me here, okay?"

Fang Yuan could only say mercy now, thinking about what method he could use to escape.

The Taoist opened his mouth and said: "You are a good Futu, you even have a method, I don't know where you got it, you are lucky." ”

At this moment, the floating slaughter that was received by the Taoist with the sleeves of the robe had been taken out by the Taoist and played with in his hands, but it was only a glance at it, and it was put up by the Taoist.

"You let me go first, I can't beat you, I can't run away. Fang Yuan told him, the feeling of being fixed on the ground and not being able to move was too uncomfortable.

The Taoist smiled and said, "What do I think, what you said is not credible, I'm afraid that as long as I release you, you will have to run away." ”

"No, no, you let me go first. Fang Yuan's eyes rolled, thinking in his heart.

"Okay, I'll see what tricks you have. ”

After the Daoist finished speaking, Fang Yuan felt the sensation on his leg regain, and suddenly took out a piece of jade from the mustard bracelet and smashed it at the Daoist's feet.

A thick white mist rose up, with a radius of about one zhang, enveloping the Taoist, making the Taoist's vision completely disappear.

Fang Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, his legs were like spinning windmills, not running at this time, but when.

Dancing with his legs, he set off a strong wind, blowing the grass in the backyard to the back and forth, running towards the courtyard gate, Fang Yuan rushed towards it.

But you have to run away, this person is definitely not an opponent, and you can only come back when he is gone.

But when he thought of Bi Shen and Futu, Fang Yuan felt a pain in his flesh.

The Taoist looked at the white mist that shrouded him, smiled and said, "This kid is a little interesting. ”

Regardless of the white mist, the sleeves of his robe waved at Fang Yuan, who was running quickly, and sucked back Fang Yuan, who was about to run to the courtyard gate.

Fang Yuan, who was sucked back by the suction, dragged two deep marks on the soles of his feet, with grass in his shoes, and sat down in front of the Taoist with his buttocks.

Looking back at the Daoist, still staring at him with smiling eyes, Fang Yuan knew that he couldn't escape.

However, looking at the actions of the Taoist, he should not kill himself, otherwise he would have died I don't know how many times.

Fang Yuan hung his head and said in frustration, "What are you going to do?"

The Taoist still didn't answer, but said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't run?"

"Fools don't run. Fang Yuan whispered in a voice that he could only hear, but he didn't pay attention to the Taoist.

Fang Yuan, who was sitting on the ground at this moment, happened to see the green ginseng he planted.

Now the green ginseng seedlings have turned yellow, and it is obvious that the nutrients have been extracted from the green ginseng.

Looking at the blue ginseng again, Fang Yuan felt a little strange.

Why is it that one is like the last one I planted, it looks like a green ginseng?

And the other one is still the same as the cucumber that Master grows.

It seems that the probability of this mutation is a little low, and these two trees have only become one, Fang Yuan secretly shook his head.

Seeing Fang Yuan looking at the green ginseng planted in the backyard, the Taoist said, "This green ginseng must have been planted by you, right?"

Fang Yuan glared at the Daoist and didn't speak, thinking to himself that this wasn't nonsense!

The Taoist didn't ask again, but said, "Do you know why these two ginsengs are different?"

Fang Yuan pursed his lips, thinking that he knew that when he saw this situation, he had already flipped through the "Holy Dao Codex", and as described in the "Planting Chapter", this was a mutation, but Fang Yuan still pretended not to know, very taught, as if he was listening to the Taoist explain.

Seeing Fang Yuan like this, the Taoist began to talk eloquently: "Thousands of years ago, this soil was not as barren as it is now, lacking spiritual energy, and the heavenly and earthly treasures cultivated by the soil at that time were not the same as they are now.

For example, thousands of years ago, it was originally in the shape of a green ginseng, not a cucumber-like shape. It's just that many people nowadays can no longer grow ginseng in its original form.

Occasionally, one person grows it, and through the understanding of people now, it is understood as a mutation, but it is not.

This is a kind of return to the basics, back to the primitive, only in this way can it become a spiritual root, otherwise it is all mortal roots.

The effect of the spiritual root is several times or even dozens of times that of the mortal root.

It's just that now there is only one in ten thousand that can grow spiritual roots.

I didn't expect that your two green ginseng trees would cultivate a spiritual root, but I didn't expect it. ”

After the Taoist finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yuan with red-hot eyes.

Fang Yuan simply couldn't see this kind of look.

If I tell you three and I will plant two, then you will not be crazy.

"In this case, then my luck is really good, you can take that spiritual root ginseng, just when I honor you, that is not a spiritual root, I guess you can't look down on it, or you return the floating slaughter to me, the adults have a lot, let the kid go." Fang Yuan haha, attributing the cultivation of the spiritual root to luck, and did not forget the matter of the Futu being collected.

The Taoist looked at Fang Yuan with deep meaning, and secretly said that this kid is so smart, and he attributed the cultivation of spiritual roots to luck, you must know that there is no one in ten thousand, how can such good luck meet, I have to test this kid first.

After thinking about it, he took out an unknown flower from the mustard seed bracelet, only the stem, but no root, above the stem was a round bud, which did not bloom, and there were seven petals on it, but the color of each petal was different, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven-color petals, it was really like an unbloomed seven-colored flower.

"Hold this seven-colored flower and catalyze it with the true element. After the Daoist finished speaking, he handed the seven-colored flower to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan also saw the seven-colored flower that had not yet bloomed, and secretly wondered in his heart, this kind of flower had only been described in fairy tales when he was a child, and he had never seen it.

After taking the flower curiously, Fang Yuan carefully observed, the seven-colored flower in his hand had not yet bloomed, it was still a bud, but he had already seen that this flower was extraordinary.

The Daoist seemed impatient, put his hand on Fang Yuan's arm, and said, "Quickly use the True Yuan Catalyst, don't think about playing any tricks." Thinking of the various practices of the kid in front of him, there are many tricks, and he is not very relieved.

Watching the Daoist's hand fall on his arm, Fang Yuan knew that this was sensing his true yuan, and he couldn't allow himself to play any tricks.

Holding the seven-colored flower in his left hand, the index finger of his right hand touched the stem of the seven-colored flower, and the strands of true yuan were transported over, and the seven-colored flower began to be catalyzed.

Fang Yuan and Daoren's eyes were fixed on the seven-colored flower.

The seven-colored flower catalyzed by the true element, the aura around the body was overflowing, and gradually the seven-colored petals moved.

Kiss!

The seven-colored petals made a sound, and the outermost red petals bloomed.

Kiss!

As Fang Yuan continued to catalyze, the orange petals next to the red petals bloomed.

Fang Yuan continued to catalyze and stared at the Daoist

The Taoist had no sorrow or joy, and when he saw Fang Yuan looking at himself, he impatiently signaled Fang Yuan not to be distracted.