Fang Yu shook his head and placed the unconscious Wufeng aside.
Then, he walked towards Lingjing Mountain again.
This time, after he used the Spirit-Devouring Art, he closed his eyes and entered the second level of Qiankun Tower.
"bass……"
Fang Yu was meditating on the ground, and there was the little blue seedling in front of him.
Above the seedlings, a large amount of drizzle transformed into a large amount of spiritual energy slowly fell down.
Some fall directly on the seedlings, while others fall on the soil next to them.
The seedlings shine with a faint light.
Time passes slowly.
Fang Yu absorbed one Lingjing Mountain after another to nourish the seedlings.
However, the seedlings seemed to have stopped growing. Although they were absorbing nutrients transformed by spiritual energy, there was no obvious change.
"Master, I want to remind you that seedlings are like humans, and their absorption capacity is limited in a certain period of time..." At this time, tears of extreme cold appeared beside Fang Yu and spoke.
Fang Yu turned his head and looked at Ji Han Zhixie, sighed, and said, "So that's true, I can't help the seedlings grow. I thought the plants grown on the second floor of the Qiankun Tower would be different, at least in the absorption capacity.
superior……"
In fact, when Fang Yu saw that the seedlings had not changed much, he had already thought of this.
And the reminder of the tears of extreme cold confirms this.
Needless to say, the principle of forcing the growth of seedlings is the same as when a monk practices.
If you are too hasty, you will become obsessed with it and it will not be worth the loss.
As a vegetable farmer who has been growing vegetables for many years and has rich experience in growing vegetables, Fang Yu is very clear about this truth.
But he just wanted to try it.
Now it seems that forcibly irrigated is indeed useless.
"It's better to do it step by step." Fang Yu stood up and stopped absorbing spiritual energy.
After leaving Qiankun Tower, he had already absorbed fifteen Lingjing Mountains in front of him.
But there are still hundreds of seats left, which can be said to be inexhaustible.
It takes a long time to absorb it.
And now, there is no need for Fang Yu to absorb so much spiritual energy, it has already overflowed.
"I have to think of a way to remove all the Spirit Crystal Mountains here..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and began to think.
Nearly five hundred Lingjing Mountains are present, and if you want to move them all, you must have a very huge storage space.
It will take a certain amount of time to open up such a space.
Fang Yu looked around, frowned, and touched his chin.
"By the way, this space is very good. I don't need to move Lingjing Mountain away... Isn't it better to turn this space into mine?" Fang Yu said in his heart.
This place is an independent space. Only by holding the relevant "key", that is, the object like the crystal spirit card used by Wufeng, can you enter this place.
What Fang Yu has to do now is...change the lock.
Change to a lock that only he can open.
In this way, the ninth largest two-star commanders will never be able to enter this place again.
This place has become his exclusive independent space.
This idea is very good, but it is still quite difficult to implement it.
He has to understand the principle of the "lock" in this space first before he can make changes.
Fang Yu raised his head, and the mark of the golden cross sword appeared in his pupils, and began to study it.
...
In the interstellar not far from the ninth largest part, a super giant star boat is sailing rapidly.
The direction of navigation is the ninth largest part!
It looks like a giant shark, with a flag erected on its first part.
There are two big words shining with light on it.
First!
This is the first regiment of the Xianchen Cultivator Group, which is quite famous in the ninth base camp of the Kaishan Alliance!
At this moment, in the meeting hall, Wu Jian, the commander of Xianchen's First Regiment, looked gloomy and sat on a high seat.
Several subordinates were kneeling in front of him, trembling at this moment, not daring to say more.
Wu Jian was wearing black clothes, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were fierce, and although his face was upright and handsome, he always revealed a fierce aura.
At this time, the cruel aura on his body was fully reflected.
The atmosphere in the entire meeting hall was extremely low.
The reason for this situation is that I received bad news from Xianchen's second regiment.
The commander of the second regiment of Xianchen, Ba Hu, was killed... the cultivation level of all members of the regiment was abolished!
For a monk, this blow is devastating.
It can even be said that Xianchen Second Group was gone just like that.
The second regiment of Xianchen represents the face of the Xianchen monks, and at the same time... its status in the Xianchen monks is second only to the first regiment.
But now, Xianchen Second Regiment has suffered such a severe blow.
The news came back to Xianchen's first regiment, which made Wu Jian furious and made other members furious.
You should know that Ba Hu is the most valued subordinate of Wu Jian. Since Wu Jian first established the Xianchen Cultivator Order, he has followed his birth and death.
No one would have thought that Ba Hu, who was under one person in the Xianchen Cultivator Group, would have ended up so tragic.
After his rage, Wu Jian immediately issued an order to go to the ninth unit.
But all members did not understand Wu Jian’s intention.
Although their Xianchen Cultivator Order is quite famous in the ninth base camp.
But most places like this can not be easily accessible and may be blocked.
Even if you don’t know the martial arts commander, it’s useless.
However, even if you don’t know the intention of Wu Jian, no one dares to ask at this time.
Wu Jian's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.
He went to the ninth largest part of the trip to find helpers and avenge Bahu!
As for who the helper is looking for... outsiders really couldn't imagine it.
In the eyes of the outside world, Wu Jian’s biggest backstage is that he has a close relationship with Wu Yang, the senior commander of the ninth largest department.
But in fact, that was a concealed relationship.
The one who is truly closely related to Wujian... is the commander of most of the Western District, Wufeng!
Both of them are brothers!
There is also a big brother Wuxiang, two-star commander!
Since among the three brothers, only Wu Jian did not directly serve the Kaishan Alliance. Therefore, his relationship with Wu Feng and Wu Xiang was not made public, so as to avoid suspicion.
The reason why Wu Jian is today is closely related to his two brothers.
In the dark, his two brothers provided great help to Wujian.
Otherwise, the Xianchen Cultivator Group would not have developed so rapidly, and it would not have been possible to have such a high reputation in the ninth base camp, like a small alliance.
This time, I heard about the accident in Xianchen's second regiment and heard about Bahu's tragic death... Wu Jian could not suppress the overwhelming hatred in his heart.
Even at the risk of exposure of relationships, he had to go to the ninth department and ask his brother Wufeng to help him find Fang Yu's mistress and peel off the bones!
"Sir... what should we do with the wounded people from Xianchen Second Regiment?"
At this time, my subordinates still plucked up the courage to ask.
Wu Jian looked at the subordinate coldly and said in a cold voice: "How to deal with it, just how to deal with it. There is no need to ask me about this kind of problem. Now, our Xianchen First Regiment has only one goal, avenge Bahu!"