Fang Yu shook his head and put the unconscious Wu Feng aside.
Then, he walked towards Lingjing Mountain again.
This time, after running the Soul Devouring Art, he closed his eyes and entered the second floor of the Qiankun Tower.
"bass……"
Fang Yu sat on the ground meditating. In front of him was the little blue seedling.
In the sky above the seedlings, a large amount of spiritual energy turned into drizzle, slowly falling down.
Some fell directly on the young seedlings, while others fell on the soil nearby.
The little seedlings glowed faintly.
Time passes slowly.
Fang Yu absorbed the spiritual crystal mountains one after another and used them to nourish the young seedlings.
However, the young seedlings seemed to have stopped growing. Although they had been absorbing the nutrients transformed from spiritual energy, there were no obvious changes.
"Master, I want to remind you. Seedlings are just like people, their absorption capacity is limited within a certain period of time..." At this time, Extreme Cold Tears appeared next to Fang Yu and said.
Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Tears of Extreme Cold, sighed, and said: "So that's really the case. You really can't encourage the growth of the seedlings. I thought that the plants growing on the second floor of Qiankun Tower would be different, at least in terms of absorption ability.
superior……"
In fact, Fang Yu already thought of this when he saw that there was no change in the little seedling.
The reminder of Extreme Cold Tears confirms this point.
Needless to say, the principle of pulling out seedlings to encourage growth is actually the same as when monks practice cultivation.
If you act too hastily, you will go crazy and lose more than you gain.
As a vegetable farmer with many years of experience in growing vegetables, Fang Yu knows this truth very well.
But he just wanted to try it.
Now it seems that forced irrigation is indeed useless.
"We still have to do it step by step." Fang Yu stood up and stopped absorbing spiritual energy.
After leaving the Qiankun Tower, he had already absorbed fifteen of the Lingjing Mountains in front of him.
But there are still hundreds of them left, which can be said to be inexhaustible.
It takes a long time to absorb it all.
But now, there is no need for Fang Yu to absorb so much spiritual energy, it has already overflowed.
"We have to find a way to remove all the spiritual crystal mountains here..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and started thinking.
There are nearly 500 Lingjing Mountains present. If you want to move them all, you will need a quite huge storage space.
To open up such a space...it will take a certain amount of time.
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... Wouldn't it be nice to just make this space mine?" Fang Yu thought to himself.
This place is an independent space, and only those with the relevant 'key', which is an object like the crystal spirit tablet used by Wu Feng, can enter this place.
What Fang Yu has to do now is... change the lock.
Get a lock that only he can open.
As a result, several two-star commanders of the Ninth Department will no longer be able to enter this place.
This place has become his own independent space.
This idea is very good, but it is still very difficult to implement it.
He must first understand the principle of the 'lock' in this space before he can make changes.
Fang Yu raised his head, the mark of the golden cross sword appeared in his eyes, and began to study it.
…
In the interstellar space not far from Part 9, a super giant starship is sailing rapidly.
The direction of sailing is exactly the ninth part!
It looks like a giant shark with a flag erected on its head.
Above are two large characters glowing with light.
First!
This is the first group of the Ancient Monk Group, which is quite famous in the ninth base camp of the Kaishan Alliance!
At this moment, in the meeting hall, Wu Jian, the leader of Xianchen's first regiment, was sitting on a high seat with a gloomy face.
In front of him, several of his men were kneeling, trembling and trembling. They did not dare to say anything.
Wu Jian was dressed in black, with sword-like eyebrows and stern eyes. Although his face was upright and handsome, he always gave off a ferocious aura.
At this time, the ferocious aura on his body was even more vividly displayed.
The atmosphere in the entire discussion hall was extremely gloomy.
The reason for this situation is because we received bad news from the second group of Xianchen.
Ba Hu, the leader of Xianchen's second regiment, was brutally killed...and the cultivation of all the members of the regiment was abolished!
For a monastic order, this kind of blow is devastating.
It can even be said that Xianchen's second regiment is just gone.
The Second Xianchen Regiment represents the face of the Xianchen Monks, and at the same time... its status within the Xianchen Monks is second only to the First Regiment.
But now, the Second Xianchen Regiment has suffered such heavy losses.
This news spread back to the Xianchen First Regiment, making Wu Jian furious and making other members terrified.
You must know that Bahu is Wu Jian’s most valued subordinate. Since Wu Jian first founded the Immortal Monk Group, he has followed him through life and death.
No one could have imagined that Bahu, who was inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people in the Xianchen monks group... would end up so tragically.
After Wu Jian became furious, he immediately issued an order to go to the Ninth Department.
But none of the members understood Wu Jian's intention.
Although their Ancestor Monk Corps is quite famous in the Ninth Base Camp.
But most places like this are not easily accessible and may be blocked.
It would be useless even if Wu Jian knew Commander Wu.
However, even if they didn't know Wu Jian's intention, no one dared to ask at this time.
Wu Jian's face was gloomy and he said nothing.
He went to the Ninth Department this time just to find helpers and avenge Bahu!
As for who the helper is looking for... outsiders really can't think of it.
In the eyes of the outside world, Wu Jian's biggest backstage is his close relationship with Wu Yang, the senior commander of the Ninth Department.
But in fact, it was a concealed relationship.
The person who is really closely related to Wu Jian... is the commander-in-chief of most of the Western Region. Wu Feng!
The two of them are brothers!
There is also a big brother Wuxiang, a two-star commander!
Since among the three brothers, only Wujian did not directly work for the Kaishan Alliance, his relationship with Wufeng and Wuxiang was not made public to avoid suspicion.
The reason why Wujian is what he is today has a lot to do with his two elder brothers.
In secret, his two elder brothers provided great help to Wu Jian.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Xianchen Monk Group to develop so rapidly, let alone have such a high reputation within the Ninth Base Camp, like a small alliance.
This time, after hearing about the accident in Xianchen's second regiment and Bahu's tragic death... Wu Jian could not suppress the overwhelming hatred in his heart.
Even at the risk of exposing his relationship, he had to go to the Ninth Department and ask his brother Wu Feng for help, find that bastard Fang Yu, skin him and remove his bones!
"Sir... how should we... deal with the wounded from Xianchen's Second Regiment?"
At this time, some of his subordinates still had the courage to ask.
Wu Jian looked at this subordinate coldly and said in a cold voice: "How to deal with it, just deal with it. There is no need to ask me this kind of question. Now, our Xianchen First Regiment has only one goal, to avenge Bahu!"