Without waiting for Lin Yi to speak, the Treasure Pavilion elder coughed violently a few times, and as the cough became louder and louder, the coercion on his body gradually increased.

The hearts of many monks were a little depressed, and their faces changed slightly.

"I'm not dead yet, don't make trouble here with you torturers!"

The Treasure Pavilion Elder's tone was calm, but no one dared to question it.

Qiantian was unwilling, silent for a while, and said resentfully: "Elder, this person is just a Jindan monk, but he took away an immortal weapon, this immortal weapon can't play its due role in his hands at all, why not ......"

"It's useless to talk too much, this is fate!" Before Qiantian could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Elder of the Treasure Pavilion.

The power of the combination fell in a word, and Lin Yi obtained this treasure, and there was no objection, and no one dared to openly resist.

Lin Yi said lightly: "Thank you, Elder!"

Then he picked up Xiao Ye's storage bag and floated away, leaving many monks in place.

Qiantian looked at Lin Yi's distant back, squinted his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "Boy, don't let you fall into my hands!"

Lin Yi naturally felt the killing machine of Qiantiandu, but at this moment, if he confronted it head-on, Lin Yi still did not have the slightest certainty.

The cultivation of Qiantiandu has reached a half-step integration, which is extremely terrifying, even with mana, it is enough to suppress Lin Yi.

But if Lin Yi is close, it is still unknown who will live and who will die.

A period of relative calm followed, followed by a fierce battle in which many monks followed Tokugawa to the Emperor's Palace for a battle of the Imperial Palace.

Lin Yi's current cultivation is still too far behind.

If you want to get the position of deputy general of Zhengyi, there must not be much resistance, but if you really want to strangle the many geniuses of Xiandao, you are a little stretched.

Not to mention anything else, it is the Heaven and Earth Law of the Yuanying Great Cultivator, which is enough to defeat Lin Yi.

This is the insurmountable gap between realms, even if Lin Yi's physique is against the sky, there are some limitations.

This period of time is the best time for Lin Yi to improve his cultivation.

And this time, Lin Yi gained a lot, not only to obtain the stone realm, but also to obtain a drop of immortal pool water and the branches of the primeval holy tree.

If possible, the primeval sacred tree in the nameless stone must have gradually grown from the state of a seedling, and as for what kind of Cheng dù it grew to, Lin Yi did not know.

However, it is something to look forward to.

Lin Yi and Feng Qingwu returned directly to the cultivation room.

Feng Qingwu also has a goal, which is to cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage as much as possible, with the help of Pei Ying Dan, which is not impossible.

Feng Qingwu didn't want to be a drag on Lin Yi, so she had to do her best to raise her cultivation.

In the environment of Immortal Island, surrounded by enemies, they can only support and help each other in order to survive and return to the wilderness.

With apprehension, Lin Yi took out the branches of the holy tree and the drop of immortal pool water in the storage bag, and carefully sent them into the nameless stone.

The nameless stone was still the same, confused, and most of the space was endless darkness, without any light, and it seemed extremely desolate and lonely.

Fortunately, the position of the sacred tree seedling exuded a soft green light, full of vitality, and there was a sleeping little white cat lying under the seedling, and on the other side, the Yuan Shen of Wuqu Xingjun still had no vitality, almost transparent, and it seemed that it would turn into nothingness in the next moment.

On the other floor of the sacred tree stood a palm-sized crimson egg, on which the red light flowed, and there were thousands of colors, which was extremely extraordinary.

In such an enclosed space, there is such a paradise, but it is not obtrusive at all, but it exudes extraordinary tranquility and holiness.

Lin Yi was thinking about it, when his eyes suddenly lit up, and he sighed lightly, and looked at the little daze sleeping under the holy tree again.

At this time, the little confused sleeping posture is extremely funny, naïve and cute, like a human being, lying on his back, his limbs hanging high in the air, revealing the pink and tender soles, slightly opening his small mouth, and a trace of saliva faintly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This qiē didn't seem to be abnormal, but Lin Yi vaguely remembered that Xiao Mi's previous sleeping posture was not like this, but curled up and hugged together, where was there such an unrestrained position.

"Could it be ......" The corners of Lin Yi's mouth gradually pulled a perfect arc, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that the little confusion's injury is not serious. ”

At this point, Lin Yi laughed heartily.

This can be regarded as the best news he has received since he came to Immortal Island.

However, Lin Yi wanted to let Xiao Mi sleep quietly for a while, so he didn't bother it.

Lin Yi's primordial spirit came to the seedlings of the primeval holy tree, first put the branches of the holy tree harvested in the treasure pavilion into the **** soil, and then stood aside and waited quietly.

As if sensing this homologous breath, the seedlings of the primeval sacred tree swayed lightly, full of greenery, and the young shoots on the branches emitted a soft light, like a drizzle in early spring, enveloping those branches.

Under Lin Yi's gaze, the branches gradually melted in the drizzle, turning into a cloud of green debris, which fell into the soil at the root of the sacred tree's seedlings.

Then, the sapling of the sacred tree suddenly grew taller and thicker, and now it was as thick as Lin Yi's waist, and the thickness was about the same as an adult's arm.

Lin Yi was secretly happy in his heart, and said silently: "There is a play!"

As the primeval sacred tree grew taller and thicker, the young shoots on the trunk also sprouted a little, and the vitality exuded was obviously increasing and strengthening.

Lin Yi's Yuan Shen also felt a burst of comfort like a spring breeze.

Lin Yi no longer hesitated, and dripped the well-preserved immortal pool water again.

The seedlings of the sacred tree trembled slightly, conveying bursts of joy to Lin Yi.

The Ancient Sacred Tree scurried upwards again, emitting a greater range of light, dispelling a lot of darkness around the nameless stone.

Although these things were very effective for the growth of the Ancient Sacred Tree, they were far from enough, and they did not meet Lin Yi's expectations.

Wuqu Xingjun's Yuan Shen still hasn't changed at all.

Lin Yi was silent.

He knew that the vitality exuded by the Ancient Sacred Tree was far from enough, at least for now, it could not save Wuqu Xingjun's life.

Lin Yi sighed secretly in his heart, if Wuqu Xingjun's Yuan Shen could recover, once he used the Hundred Saint Essence Blood, it meant that there would be an extra combined power by his side!

In this way, Lin Yi and Feng Qingwu can be regarded as having a backbone in Xiandao.

Today, Lin Yi's ability is still too weak.

"No, we have to think of a way to make the Ancient Sacred Tree grow faster!" Lin Yi squinted his eyes and thought.

At this moment, a cracking sound suddenly sounded in Lin Yi's ears.

Although it is imperceptible, it is extremely obvious in this empty and silent nameless stone.

Lin Yi looked sideways and was instantly stunned on the spot.

I saw that the surface of the crimson eggs that were originally standing quietly on the side of the sacred tree actually cracked one after another, more and more, densely packed.

Seeing that there was about to be a life breaking out of the egg inside, Lin Yi had only one thought in his heart at this time: "It's over, the little confused egg is going to be gone......"