"Okay, Samsu, let's take a look at Mu Hui's injury, it's really weird, my cloud qi can't be healed." Mu Wei's face was gloomy, he tapped the black ink void, the green light flashed, and a flower-shaped crystal coffin disappeared, and in the crystal coffin, Mu Hui's eyes were closed, and he couldn't wake up.

The ginseng who still wanted to pull the skin, the green long skin eyes slowly stared, and the high forehead was crooked almost against the towering chest peak. Holding the fine flower vine, he walked towards the crystal coffin. The slender fingers, the lightly clicked coffin, the green light, hissed. "Strange, strange".

Sam Xue said dozens of "strange" in a row. The wooden coffin escaped to the crystal coffin, stretching its thin neck, and green light danced in the cold flower pupils. "Strange is there, strange is there".

"It's weird, it's weird". Ginseng bit his green lip and said dozens of "weird" in a row.

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows coldly, leaned close to the coffin, and looked around with his head tilted. "Blame there, blame there".

The ginseng serval had long skin and eyes, and took a step back with a fine-flowered vine cane, looking at the wooden sash lying on the coffin. "Dead wood, and join in the fun".

Mu Yu's ice eyes condensed, and he sneered. "I'll see, what are you looking at".

Ginseng knew that Mu Shu was good at medical skills, and often studied the medical classics of the five domains, calling himself "Yibaitong", and did not study magic for nearly 100,000 years, and often did not return for 10,000 years, and studied everywhere.

"Can a virgin be able to develop symptoms?" Seeing that Ginseng Xue didn't have a good look at himself, Mu Yu left the crystal coffin boringly.

The wrinkles on Sam Su's face slowly tightened, and he inhaled in contemplation and said slowly. "Mu Hui Zhiyou has a 'fire robbery disease'."

"Fire robbery disease"? Mu Yan's mind condensed into a pimple, he had never heard of this disease, and his cold eyes flashed with confusion.

Samsu smiled indifferently. "Wood, can you remember the Tonglou elder who stole into the Burning Blue Cliff 100,000 years ago."

Mu Yan frowned and stared at the ice eyes. "You mean that the 'Ember Fire' condensed by the wood is hijacked by the 'Ember Plain Fire'. The 'Primordial Fire' from the 'Remnant Crystal Palace'".

Samsu shook his head, his wrinkled face tangled, and his green eyes swept across the 'Hall of Trials'. "The old ginseng didn't know that Mu Hui was fixed in front of the 'original fire' and condensed the 'fire of the embers'."

Mu Wei was a little unconvinced, and called several supervision envoys, and only after asking did he know that Mu Hui had indeed condensed the "fire of embers" in the hall. Mu Yan's face became dark and gloomy, and he couldn't imagine that there would be a "Yin Ember Primordial Fire" in the "Hall of Trials". "Come to plant. Hurry up and invite the Elder of Heavenly Star City."

"Ginseng can have a cure for the disease." Mu Yu was a little impressed and asked softly.

Samsu's expression was a little solemn. "Wait for Mu Hui to come back, and cross the 'Ember Fire' again, and this disease can be cured."

Mu Yu nodded, the body of the incarnation, and the condensation of the main body is the same technique, and that's all.

In the alchemist hall, Mo Ye sat on the "War Shadow Crystal Platform" and muttered. months. Mo Xie couldn't figure out how Mu Hui could have a nosebleed and not wake up.

A strange fire shadow ignited from his fingertips. Mo Xie felt his heart flutter, the black armor trembled slightly, and the ghostly fire shadow flashed from the sea of knowledge, and the "Enlightenment Divine Light" pointed out turned cyan. The runes have become extremely strong. Each rune light hits the "Sacred Heart Remnant Crystal". The remnant crystal blue talisman was radiant, and in an instant, the three beads were smelted and turned into a "sacred heart blood crystal".

The cyan rune light is very ghostly. Ten techniques and one illusion, each time the illusion is formed, the "Enlightenment Divine Light" will be more than ten times stronger. Smelting the "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" is just a matter of counting. Mo Xie was so shocked that he didn't dare to use the "Enlightenment Technique". I always feel that what is being melted is not the "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal", but the Dao is like some kind of ghostly thing.

Mo Xie sat stupidly for several months, the trough in the vine space was crowded, and the stone beasts on the ink road pulled the "Sacred Heart Bead" in a long line. Mo Xie sighed, no matter what the cyan rune light was, he could use it for what he had, and he crossed his knees to induce the spell.

Phantom Mo Xie sat in the vine sky and slowly opened his eyes. Several light masks cover the vine sky, and a little rune light shines in the light cover, like thunder and lightning, changing light and shadow, and the green rune light spreads out the Dao runes, and the rain falls towards the "Sacred Heart Bead" and "Sacred Heart Remnant Crystal".

After counting more than a dozen beads, a blue light suddenly appeared, and the "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" glowing with a thick green light instantly melted into. Every time the cyan rune light came out, the phantom Mo Xie was clever, and he stopped and sucked as if frightened. Staring at the dark green "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" with ghostly eyes. I always feel that in the thick green light, a small charming eye, shining and blinking. The phantom Mo Ye who was staring at it felt furious in his heart.

The phantom Mo Ye condensed and sucked in, and the god recognized the "Alchemist Palace" where black light and green light were intertwined, and with a light movement of his fingertips, he flicked this spiritual "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" into the "War Shadow Crystal Platform".

Inside the war shadow, Mo Ye touched his chin and stared at the ghostly "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" with dark eyes. The "Thunder God Thorn" stood on Mo Ye's shoulder with a thin silk thread, probing the black and golden tips, flashing with two-color thorns.

Mo Ye frowned and pressed his chin. The tip of the "Thunder God Thorn" was crooked, holding the sharp light on one side. "Swallow thunder, see what the difference is".

"Boss, he's no different except that he's bigger than me and rounder me." The fine waves flashed in the sea of Mo Evil Consciousness.

Mo Ye pouted, and rolled his eyes a few times. "Torture, swallow thunder, I didn't ask this".

"Oh boss, he's cyan and I'm black." Mo Evil Consciousness The waves in the sea rippled again.

Mo Xie was so angry that his nose spewed white gas. "Damn, how can a stupid roe deer always compare with himself".

Mo Xie asked two sentences, and didn't ask anymore, and asked in vain. Mo Xie felt that the "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" was different, and it seemed to have spirituality. It's just that I don't know what this thing is, hidden in the glittering green light, I can't see clearly, and my consciousness can't be immersed.

After a few hours of stunned divine sense, Mo Xie took out the "flower marrow", and the seven-colored lightning flashed in the center of his eyebrows. A thick ball of true qi condensed in front of the center of his eyebrows. Mo Xie twisted the true qi mass, his fingertips pinched gently, and a transparent bead of qi was clamped between his fingertips.

A flame erupted from the lips of the book, and the hula burned with transparent beads. The Qi Beads condensed pure True Qi, not the True Qi refined in the Mo Evil Dan Sea. Calcined with Dan flame, dozens of inhalations can be turned into the true qi of the body.

Hiss, Mo Xie sucked back the Dan Flame, and with a flick of his fingertips, the air beads flew into the "Sacred Heart Blood Shadow", and with a pop, it exploded in the crystal bubble, instantly devouring the green mist that permeated the thick green crystal light. Mo Xie quietly sucked in his divine sense, and the corners of his mouth twitched, pulling away the arc of the ghost. Take out a sacred bag and implant the "Sacred Heart Blood Shadow" into the bag.

"Swallowing Thunder God Thorn" hugged his arm and shook the black gold thorn. "Boss, he doesn't have as much spirituality as I do."

Mo Xie snorted heavily in his nose, pursed his lips, and his eyes were stunned with a white "Swallow Thunder God Thorn". "Torture, just this fart, put it on the point."

In the "Refiner Hall", Cao Miao sat on the flower and leaf bottle, his thin eyebrows jumped, his flower pupils flashed, and he looked at the "Sacred Heart Blood Crystal" that flashed like an egg. It's unbelievable, "This is the smelting 'Sacred Heart Blood Crystal', how does it look like a queen bee that lays eggs, a pearl for a few hours, a pearl for a few hours." Although there are occasional outbursts, it does not affect the speed of smelting the 'Sacred Heart Blood Crystal'."

The Great Elder of the Wooden Tree has been here several times, and each time the cold flower pupils are like thawed ice skates, and they are watery and gone. Leave a few words. "Reward, reward".

The news that the "Blood Crystal Palace" had a magical "crystal refiner" left without passing through, and the city lord of Zhicheng came to the "Blood Crystal Palace" to peek once. Pulling the wooden sasser and cooing several times.

A few days later, the "Blood Crystal Palace" became empty, except for the long stone beasts and black-robed planters, all the "Crystal Refiners" had cleared out of the "Alchemist Palace". There are a few more ghostly flowers, leaves, branches, and flower roots on the ink road, and those who enter and exit the black-robed plants are all wearing black crystal bubbles, and their divine consciousness is only a few feet away.

Planting the city, on the branches like the mountain wall, the deep gullies are intertwined, and the huge green leaves float in the black halo. The starlight that seemed to be in the sky had disappeared, leaving only the sky like a black cloth.

Under the dark twilight, the giant green leaves are shining with semi-circular bead moss, pearlescent green light, illuminating the green path between the moss, and tens of thousands of planters are busy, some are lounging, some are shouting, and some are whispering. I didn't look at the plant clothes and flower crowns, and I thought I had come to the Holy Clan City.

An inconspicuous bead moss, flashing with green light - "chatting fast", looking at the pen peak pen rhyme is a bit domineering. In the moss, there is no shortage of seats, and on the table moss formed by flowers and vines sits plants with different costumes, tasting pearl dew, smelling tea, talking and laughing. Talking about all kinds of strange things in the planting area.

The transparent door flashed, and an old planter with a thin blade of grass on his head escaped into the moss, and the plant boy shouted and ran over. "Old plant friends, if you want to talk by yourself, or do you want to talk in a group."

The old planter's thin green face tightened, and his gray-green lips were stretched. "Fire Chat".

Zhi Tong's eyes froze, and he said with a smile. "Fire chat is very dangerous, please enter the list and taste it carefully".

The old planter of the Blade of Grass glanced at the bustling planters in the Yao Domain, and nodded at the planters who were flying directly from the stars. A broken light flashed from the tip of the child's hand, leading the old planter of Blades of Grass into a Yuyayao domain.

The Ye domain is not large, the four domains are filled with a dim mist, and there are faintly several light shields with Dao runes, and the rune light surrounds like meteors, blocking the halo fog from the light mask.

"Resident envoy of Zhicheng, see the secret envoy, here you can have a key." Zhitong bowed deeply and looked at the old planter with a smile.

"The lord of the Holy City gave an edict and asked He Sheng to mess with the Sacred Heart." The old planter of Blades of Grass turned gloomy and asked sharply.

"Master Secret Envoy, I heard that it was a saint named Mo Xie who deceived Zhicheng of the benefits, and now he has been killed by Zhicheng." Zhi Tong hurriedly smiled and said.

"Mo Xie, such a familiar name, don't take it lightly, mess up the major affairs of the Holy Clan, quickly send the Holy Saint to investigate this matter carefully. The lord of the city is already very annoyed." The old planter of Blades of Grass frowned, his expression solemn.

"The envoy can wait a few days, and he will be able to find out." Zhitong is full of confidence, and Zhitong is not worried about this matter. For thousands of years, the secret agents of the Holy Clan have spread all over the Zhizhi Domain, and the tentacles in the Zhicheng have penetrated deep into the inside and outside of the city.

"Okay, I want to be substantiated, the city lord is waiting for news." The old planter of Blades of Grass palened slightly, got up and walked outside.

"Master Secret Envoy, sit down for a while and drink a bowl of tea." Zhi Tong hurriedly stepped forward and asked Shen Se.

The Grass Leaf Planter did not respond, his figure flashed, and a cloud of clear air exploded. (To be continued......)