Chun Yang looked at the willow wood heart in his hand, which was too far from the ordinary willow wood heart, and it didn't seem to be a willow heart! Because Chun Yang sensed a rich blood qi from the willow wood in his hand, as for the wood qi, it was very meager.

However, this thing can survive the scorching of the Burning Sun Spiritual Fire, but it is not a mortal thing, the firepower of the Burning Sun Spiritual Fire may not be terrifying, and the power may not be great, but as the Spiritual Fire of the Strongest and Most Yang, his restraint on the evil things is very huge!

This thing was not burned by the Burning Yang Spiritual Fire, which means that this is not a yin evil thing, and there is not the slightest trace of Yin and evil energy! Pure Yang spit out a ball of spiritual fire, put the thing in and burn it, and after a long time, a trace of black gas came out, which was hidden in the depths of the demonic energy, and was burned out by the spiritual fire.

When the last trace of demonic qi was smelted out, the thing gradually melted, dripping drops of bright red blood-like blood, thin tubes like golden needles, and the pale cyan spiritual liquid.

Chun Yang took a few jade bottles and filled these three things, he didn't know what this red crystal willow heart was, but he recognized the melted things.

The blood is general, it is blood extract, and the blood essence is almost the same, but this one does not have the slightest bloody breath, it is made of pure blood coagulation! The golden tube and the light cyan spiritual liquid are all things conceived by the willow tree itself, the thin tube is the spirit fiber, and the light cyan liquid is a very mixed Yimu essence, this thing is completely useless to him, he himself is a wood ancestor, and the innate armor wood essence flowing in his body is countless times more precious than this thing!

But I put it away anyway, and I waited for it to be able to use it in the future.

Pure Yang walked through the blood-colored trees, surrounded by a rich spiritual fire aura, those trees sensed the fire, all of them avoided it from afar, if they were touched by this fire, most of their bodies would be scorched dry!

This forest where danger lurks everywhere has turned out to be a back garden where Chunyang is rampant at will! Just when Chunyang was concentrating on hurrying, the sound of fighting attracted him, Chunyang stopped and listened carefully, it turned out to be a child's cry for help.

Chun Yang was curious in his heart, looking for the sound, a spirit grass in front of him dodged, and a strange scene Chun Yang was in front of Chun Yang.

It should be regarded as a pitcher plant, originally a kind of pitcher plant that is only the size of a palm, and can only eat some insects and the like, but now it is more than a person tall, and that huge stomach bag can completely hold a mighty man! And under the influence of blood demon qi, the pitcher plant is full of sharp teeth, and a foul smell emits, thinking that there must be a highly poisonous liquid in the stomach bag. It's really a man-eating weed.

However, at this time, the pitcher plant was struggling frantically, and the huge leaves were slapping the ground, blowing gusts of wind, blowing the surrounding plants and trees far away! And in his man-eating stomach bag, there was a rich golden light shining, and the stomach bag was still bulging by this golden light, as if it could burst in the next second! In this stomach bag, a child's voice was shouting heartbreakingly, which was simply sad for those who saw it, and tears for those who heard it.

Chunyang casually popped out a sword pill and lightly swiped it on the pitcher plant, cutting open the stomach pouch that was about to explode, and a petite figure crawled out of the scratch, but it was a little monk who was only eight or nine years old! Chunyang grinned, little bald donkey.

The little monk is also born with red lips and white teeth, so cute, if you let a certain female cultivator see it, she must be holding it in her arms and playing with it, but Chunyang is a gentleman, and he doesn't deal with the monk, so he doesn't look at the little monk's face at all.

The pitcher plant sensed that something in its stomach ran out, and did not dare to swallow it indiscriminately, but a huge leaf slapped down, trying to smash the thing.

The little monk was covered in golden light, this is a ball of Buddha light, although this Buddha light is thin, but it is extremely pure, this is the purest Buddha light that Chunyang has ever seen, and it is even much purer than the Buddha light on the Buddhist ancestor who has achieved Arhat!

Just now in the stomach of the pitcher plant, it was this Buddha light that protected the little monk, but this little monk seemed to be a mortal who had not cultivated, and as soon as he crawled out of the belly of the pitcher plant, he saw a huge leaf about to smash himself, and he screamed in his mouth, and he was afraid to use his hands and feet to the side, and even left tears in his eyes.

Chun Yang was speechless in his heart, his Buddha light is really pure, although it is thin, but the Jindan monk can't break it, let alone this pitcher plant? This little monk doesn't seem to know how powerful the Buddha light on his body is, and he is so scared that he wants to pee, this is simply an ordinary child, there is a spirit child who can cultivate such a pure Buddha light!

With a sword qi cutting, the leaves of the pitcher plant were cut into countless pieces, and before they fell, they were burned into white ashes by a fire qi! Then, the pitcher plant itself could not escape its doom, and was completely destroyed by the Jiuyang Sword Pill!

The little monk who was crawling saw that the pitcher plant was suddenly burned to ashes, and immediately relaxed, looked for it, and saw that Chunyang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran over.

The man only reached Chunyang's waist, but he looked like a little adult, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "You little Taoist priest is not bad, you can save the ancestor when you see him in danger, and I will definitely praise you with Sanqing in the future." After speaking, I had to pat Chunyang's shoulder, but the difference in height was too big, so I had to pat Chunyang's hand.

Chunyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what kind of child is this, not only is he an ancestor in front of him, but he also looks familiar with Sanqing with his mouth open and closed, which really makes the venom of the pitcher plant smoke his head!

It must be so, Chunyang sighed, what an old child this is, he is delirious, it is really pitiful, Chunyang sighed and touched the little monk's head.

I didn't think about it, but this touch of pure yang made the little monk blow up!"You dare to touch the head of the ancestor, you really eat the guts of the ambitious leopard! The ancestor and my monk have been sitting in the world for hundreds of millions of years, and you are the same generation as your family Sanqing, you little junior dares to touch the head of the ancestor, do you want the ancestor and me to turn you into a toad and suppress it in the Huangquan River under the Yin Mountain for 10,000 years!"

However, Chunyang was not used to him, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed him, he slipped the little monk up, grabbed one of his feet, turned him upside down, and then smiled evilly at him.

The little monk's heart suddenly burst out and shouted, "What are you going to do, don't mess around, otherwise Ancestor I will really suppress you for a ・・・・・・, 20,000 years!" (To be continued.) )