Chapter 217: Transplanting the Seven-Color Misty Lotus
At the same time, Fairy Xishuang was also injured by the Qilin True Spirit just now, and her soul was also severely damaged.
Coupled with the fact that she did not adjust her breathing in time, the injury began to occur at this time.
I saw her having difficulty breathing and vomiting blood from her mouth.
"Although this girl, Fianzi, can possess the Qilin True Spirit with the special constitution of the Xuan Bing Miao Body, doing so will also cause her soul to be severely damaged!"
"Coupled with the constant fighting, she didn't have time to recover at all, so she was injured so badly!" Fang Yang sighed.
Fortunately, Fang Yang had a lot of elixirs, so he immediately took out a few pills and fed them to her.
In an instant, these elixirs turned into streams of warmth and entered Fairy Xishuang's body.
Fairy Xishuang immediately entered concentration and worked hard to refine the elixir.
On the other side, Fang Yang and Fang Bingbing are mentally connected and can naturally communicate with each other through spiritual thoughts.
Soon, Fang Bingbing moved her body and sprayed a stream of cold air towards the seven-colored lotus flower.
In the blink of an eye, the ten thousand years of cold liquid underwent drastic changes and gradually began to condense.
In the end, the entire colorful lotus turned into an ice sculpture.
Fang Yang immediately asked Fang Bingbing to get the lotus seeds from the Seven Colored Lotus.
After all, he and Fairy Xishuang both took oaths to the soul, so they must share the wealth.
After that, Fang Yang controlled the Five Elements Compass and came to the vicinity of the Seven Colored Lotus.
Fang Yang also felt that the coldness caused by the thousands of years of cold liquid in the Seven Colored Envelope Lotus disappeared.
Because after freezing into ice, the cold air was condensed in the ice sculpture and weakened a lot.
"Perhaps this is an opportunity!" Fang Yang immediately entered concentration, communicated with Qingyuan Immortal Mountain, and wanted to serve this cherished seven-color dense lotus in one pot.
If it had been just now, Fang Yang would never have dared to do so when the ten-thousand-year cold pond had not condensed.
Otherwise, his spiritual thoughts will be eroded as soon as they come into contact with this terrifying cold night.
Fang Yang was also very careful and put the Hongtian Zhenshan Order into the storage bracelet, blocking communication with Tai Xuzi.
He also didn't want Tai Xuzi to know his secret.
Although he has now established trust with Tai Xuzi, Fang Yang does not want to expose his wealth and cause trouble.
Fang Yang asked Fang Bingbing to break the ice and clear the way in front. Fang Yang drove the Five Elements Compass and soon arrived in front of the colorful lotus.
The seven-colored mist that could only be viewed from a distance before appeared in front of Fang Yang like a lifelike statue.
This seven-color misty lotus is seven or eight feet tall, with three lotus leaves and one lotus flower.
The petals of seven colors shine with aura, and their fragrant smell makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"It is indeed a rare treasure in the world, and it is so beautiful!"
Fang Yang approached the Seven Colored Lotus. With a thought in his mind, a red flame appeared in his hand.
This is elixir fire, a magical power that can only be possessed by becoming a golden elixir monk.
Fang Yang brought out the elixir fire, not to burn anything, but to let the elixir fire cover his right hand, forming a thin layer of defense.
After that, Fang Yang tentatively held the seven-colored lotus flower with his hand filled with elixir fire.
A sudden chill hit me.
Fortunately, Fang Yang has Dan Fire Gauntlet, otherwise if he grasps it directly, his hand may be destroyed.
Fang Yang forcibly activated his true energy and constantly adjusted the intensity of the elixir fire.
Finally, with the blessing of the elixir fire, Fang Yang was able to hold the rhizome of the seven-color misty lotus. "Okay! This is the moment!" Fang Yang began to communicate with Qingyuan Immortal Mountain with a spiritual thought.
A blue force began to wrap up the ice sculpture.
However, the breath of thousands of years of cold liquid emanating from the ice sculpture also began to compete with the power of cyan.
What followed was that Fang Yang's true energy continued to drain.
Although Fang Yang is only a cultivator in the early stage of Golden Elixir, he has accumulated a lot of experience, and his level of skill is inferior to that of the monks in the middle and late stages of Golden Elixir.
But the spiritual power consumed in controlling Qingyuan Immortal Mountain is not something Fang Yang can bear.
Fang Yang felt that the true energy in his body was pouring out like a river bursting its banks.
The power of the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain he controlled only wrapped one-third of the Seven Colored Lotus.
More than 60% of the true energy in his body has been consumed.
Fang Yang never expected that such a crazy loss of true energy would occur.
"How is it possible! My skill level is not as strong as that of the mid- to late-stage Jindan monks, but why have I consumed so much now? Could it be that this cold energy can withstand the power of the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain?"
Fang Yang immediately swallowed some pills that could quickly restore spiritual power, but it still seemed to be a drop in the bucket.
Fang Yang gritted his teeth, and before his true energy was about to be exhausted, he took out a jade bottle and swallowed a drop of milky white spiritual fluid.
In an instant, Fang Yang felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was warm.
At the same time, the true energy in the Dantian is like a spring.
"This thousand-year-old spiritual milk is truly a rare treasure!"
The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk that Fang Yang just swallowed was collected by Mu Ling'er from the roots of the ancient tree of Tongtian when they left Mu Ling Ancient City.
With the supplement of this ten thousand-year spiritual milk, Fang Yang's true energy immediately returned to its perfect state.
The power of the cyan black energy he controlled also became a bit stronger.
After Fang Yang consumed two drops of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, he finally transferred the ice sculpture formed from the seven-colored dense lotus to the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.
Fang Yang knew that the seven-color misty lotus needed rich spiritual energy, so he transplanted it into the five-color spiritual soil.
Fang Yang quickly dug a large pit in a remote mountain col in the Five-Colored Spiritual Earth of Qingyuan Immortal Mountain, and moved the seven-color dense lotus and the frozen lotus root to the Five-Colored Spiritual Earth with the Soul Absorbing Ring Seal Sword.
In the big pit.
Fang Yang knew that this seven-color dense lotus required an extremely special environment, so Fang Yang simply arranged a formation in the mountain col.
Fang Yang also quickly took out a section of lotus root that was frozen into ice, about three to four feet long and one foot wide, and used it to make a body for Mu Ling'er in the future.
Then Fang Yang immediately left the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.
At the same time, Fang Bingbing was asked to help transfer some mysterious ice cubes formed on thousands of years of cold nights to the Qingyuan Fairy Mountain.
Fang Yang has now reached the golden elixir stage, so he can already let some creatures enter the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.
With Fang Bingbing's help, the spiritual pool in the five-color spiritual soil was quickly established.
At the same time, Fang Bingbing felt a strange breath, and the ice cubes instantly thawed and turned into thousands of years of cold liquid.
A Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond has been established again. It seems that Qingyuan Immortal Mountain has been affected at the same time, and the rich spiritual energy has also gathered here.
Soon the seven-color lotus came back to life, and the fragrance was immediately fragrant.
"Hahaha... great, this is the first time I have such a spiritual object!" Fang Yang laughed loudly.
However, Fang Yang suddenly felt that there was no colorful lotus in the Wannian Cold Pond outside, which seemed to have undergone a huge change.
Fang Yang did not dare to stay in Qingyuan Immortal Mountain for too long and immediately retreated.
At this time, after the Seven Colored Lotus disappeared from the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond, a series of strange spiritual power fluctuations occurred in the entire spiritual pond.
"What happened?"
Fang Yang just felt that after taking away the seven-color mist lotus, there seemed to be something huge and strange underneath the Wannian Hanchi, that is, under the seven-color mist lotus.
Fang Yang was frightened, fearing that there were some weird monsters down there, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
At this moment, Fang Bingbing volunteered to dive into the water to investigate.
Fang Bingbing is an ice phoenix among the mythical beasts, and she is like a fish in water in this ten thousand year cold liquid.
It went to investigate, and Fang Yang felt a lot more relieved.
After Fang Bingbing sneaked into the roots of the original seven-colored dense lotus, she immediately let out a scream of "Gurgling...".
It seemed that he had found something that excited him to the extreme.
Fang Yang felt strange in his heart. Not long after, a burst of extremely powerful ice flames erupted from under the thousand-year cold pond, almost like an ice flame storm.
When Fang Yang saw this, he was so frightened that he immediately hid in the Five Elements Compass.
At the same time, he was also worried about Fang Bingbing.
Although Fang Bingbing is the mythical ice phoenix, it is unknown whether she can escape from such a powerful ice flame explosion.
However, Fang Yang could not protect himself at this time, so he had to control the Five Elements Compass with difficulty and leave the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond.
As soon as Fang Yang landed, he reluctantly began to fly with the Five Elements Compass.
Although the Five Elements Compass is not as fast as Feiyunzhang, it has excellent defense.
"Boom..." Ice flames exploded all over the sky.
It looks like an extremely grand blue firework.
All nearby monsters were frightened and ran wildly.
Moreover, the spiritual energy of the entire Bingluo Wonderland began to fluctuate greatly.
"What's going on? Why is there such a big fluctuation!" Fang Yang felt surprised in his heart.
"Could it be...could it be said that the location of this seven-colored misty lotus is a seal? Or is it the eye of an formation?"
Fang Yang is proficient in formations, so he can vaguely guess some of the clues.
However, his current cultivation level is still shallow, so he speculates that these are probably his limits.
"Cuckoo..." Suddenly, from the exploding ice flames, several voices that Fang Yang was most familiar with came out.
But this voice sounded very tired, even a little weak.
Fang Bingbing had been greatly nourished by the cold liquid, but she did not expect that the sudden explosion in the ice flame would be so powerful.
This made Fang Bingbing unable to control it at this time.
"Huh? Fang Bingbing!" Fang Yang watched as Fang Bingbing flew out of the violently exploding ice flames.
At this time, Fang Bingbing suffered many injuries, and there was a blue spiritual grass in its mouth.
This spiritual grass is only over three feet long, but as soon as it appears, it generates powerful spiritual pressure.
A kind of spiritual pressure more powerful than the seven-colored misty lotus!
"What is this? Is it higher than the seven-colored misty lotus?"
Fang Yang also began to be surprised at this time.
You must know that the Seven Colored Lotus is already a twelfth-level spiritual grass. Such spiritual grass is very rare even in the spiritual world, not to mention the mortal world.
"The aura of this thing is higher than that of the Seven Colored Lotus...Isn't that..."
Fang Yang felt surprised in his heart.
"How is it possible? This thing shouldn't appear in this wild ancient star..."
Fang Yang's heart was filled with huge questions.
At this moment, another large burst of extremely powerful explosive ice flames completely engulfed Fang Bingbing.
Like a kite with its string broken, Fang Bingbing fell directly into the violent ice flames.
Fang Yang was connected to Fang Bingbing's soul, and he instantly felt that Fang Bingbing seemed to have been killed by this new wave of extremely powerful explosions.