Lu Ping heard what the middle-aged monk said, but he hurriedly concealed the look of shock on his face. However, the No. 2 Middle School heard the middle-aged monk continue to say: "Of course I am happy because I have discovered a junior among the same kind. I am here
I have lived in seclusion here for an unknown period of time, but I have never seen a similar person. I am naturally very happy to see a little peach demon this time. But my curiosity is because of my little friend. I also want to know why my little friend is not like other monks.
In this way, the little peach tree was deprived of all its treasures. 4∴8065"
Lu Ping calmed down and said: "Listen to what the senior said, could it be that the senior has always been in this fallen archipelago, but has never entered the cultivation world?" []
The middle-aged monk smiled and said: "I'm afraid you have already guessed that it is not that I live in seclusion here and do not want to enter the world of cultivation. It is actually because I am trapped here and cannot enter or exit this 'pregnant pulse spiritual nourishing array'.
'The sealed range."
Lu Ping thought for a while and asked: "'Main Veins and Soul Nourishing Formation'? I guess it is an invisible barrier that imprisons this secret place? I am ignorant of this formation, but I have never heard of it. I just heard what the seniors said just now.
It seems that although the senior has not left this secret place, he still knows a lot about the situation in the entire Fallen Archipelago. Why is this?"
The middle-aged monk pointed to the giant tree that reached the sky very close at hand and said: "The 'Falling Archipelago' you are talking about should refer to the islands in this sea area shrouded by the poisonous sky wall? But this old man's body
Here, how can anything that happens in this ten thousand poisonous sky wall be hidden from me?"
Although Lu Ping had already guessed, how could such a majestic giant tree grow without tens of thousands of years of growth and accumulation? However, a giant tree that could grow for tens of thousands of years and with the spiritual energy gathered in such giant spiritual veins
How could it not develop spiritual intelligence and become a psychic tree after being conceived?
But when the middle-aged man personally admitted that he was transformed by the giant tree reaching the sky, Lu Ping's heart inevitably jumped a few times.
Lu Ping thought of the countless roots of vegetation that suddenly rose from the ground of the island. Are these roots the ubiquitous rhizomes of this giant tree that reaches the sky and penetrates into the ground?
But think about it, even Lu Ping can't see the giant tree at the top, and it's still a spirit demon tree. Without the support of a huge root system, I'm afraid it won't be able to grow into such a giant tree that reaches the sky. Moreover, those roots that Lu Ping saw,
I'm afraid it's just a scattered branch among the roots of this giant tree.
I am afraid that the giant spiritual veins in this secret place are also gathered at the foot of this giant spiritual tree!
Lu Ping felt the increasingly dense and mellow aura around him. When he looked up, he saw a thick horizontal branch stretching out, only a few dozen feet high. Only this branch had branches and leaves.
, and then completely blocked Lu Ping’s gaze.
Lu Ping lowered his head and found that the middle-aged monk had stopped and was looking at him with a smile.
Lu Ping smiled sheepishly and said: "Senior's body is majestic, but juniors can only look up at it. The 'Pregnant Veins and Spiritual Nurturing Formation' mentioned by seniors earlier refers to the separation between this secret place and the gray outside.
That invisible barrier of poisonous fog?”
The middle-aged monk stepped hard under his feet, and several yellow roots protruded from the ground, turning into two tree stumps and a wooden table. The middle-aged monk pointed to the tree stump opposite and said to Lu Ping: "Please sit down!
"
After that, he sat down first.
Lu Ping was not polite. After sitting down, he saw the middle-aged monk knocking on the wooden table made of tree roots. Two slender tree vines of unknown length protruded from somewhere.
Two open wooden cups are wrapped around the vine.
After placing the wooden cups in front of Lu Ping and the middle-aged monk, the two thin wooden vines suddenly disappeared.
The middle-aged monk raised the wooden cup in front of him as a gesture to Lu Ping. Lu Ping quickly raised the wooden cup in front of him in return. Only then could he clearly see the liquid contained in the wooden cup.
The amber liquid looked very bright in the dark green wooden cup. When Lu Ping reached out his mind, he found that this cup of liquid contained a lot of vitality, and there was a delicate fragrance that penetrated his nose and lingered.
Not scattered.
The wooden cup was slightly heavy in his hand, but Lu Ping didn't know what it was made of. However, Lu Ping could feel that the wooden cup was made of a natural log. There was no refining method used in the process, and this piece
The log is obviously a second-class mutated spiritual material that can be used to refine magic weapons.
At this time, the middle-aged monk put the wooden cup in his hand to his mouth and took a sip. Lu Ping paused briefly and drank one third of the liquid in the wooden cup in his hand.
Lu Ping was about to ask the middle-aged monk about the origin of the liquid in the wooden cup, but he suddenly felt a heat in his stomach!
Lu Pingxin was startled. When he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged monk, he saw that the middle-aged monk was looking at him with a smile, as if he had already expected that such a situation would happen.
Lu Ping had no time to think too much at this time. The true energy in his blood was running rapidly and was about to resist the erosion of the liquid that had turned into a ball of fire. However, the fire suddenly seemed to burn out, leaving only a ball.
After burning, the air mass filled with thick vitality quickly blended with the real energy that Lu Ping rushed over.
Lu Ping felt that after this air mass containing a lot of vitality was integrated into the true essence, Lu Ping's cultivation level, which had broken through the sixth level of Forging Pill but had not yet had time to retreat and consolidate, was suddenly reinforced and increased like a dam that was about to be overrun.
Generally speaking, the true energy that moves in the bloodline like a stormy sea crashing on the shore is tightly bound to the bloodline again, and Lu Ping is not worried that his cultivation will be damaged due to the fierce battle.
Consolidate and fall back to the fifth level of forged elixir.
However, what really shocked Lu Ping was not because his own cultivation had been initially consolidated, but because the liquid burst out during the process of consolidating his cultivation and merged into the vitality of Lu Ping's bloodline!
Lu Ping could feel it: because of the existence of that vitality, Lu Ping's life span had been extended by three years, and there was still two-thirds of liquid in the cup. If Lu Ping drank it again, in his opinion, this cup of precious
The liquid was enough to extend his life by seven years.
Lu Ping felt the changes in his blood, looked at the remaining liquid in the wooden cup, and asked with some uncertainty: "It is really such a rare treasure, but it was drank up by a junior and the natural treasure was wasted. Dare I ask the senior, is this so?
What is this magical treasure made of? I wonder if the senior is willing to give up his love and give the teachings of this liquid configuration to the junior, and the junior is willing to exchange it with the senior for something of the same value!"
The middle-aged monk looked at Lu Ping amusedly and asked, "I was still thinking about answering your previous question, but unexpectedly your second question came out right after!"
Lu Ping smiled sheepishly, but the middle-aged monk didn't take it seriously at all. He raised his glass and took another sip. He didn't feel at all how rare the liquid in the glass was, and then he said unhurriedly: "This psychic
The giant tree is my true body, and the 'Main Veins and Spirit Nurturing Formation' separates the poisonous mist, and forms this place like a paradise in the east."
"As for the thing in this cup, it is just an unexpected gain from my boredom over the past tens of thousands of years. There is a name that I call 'Hundred Huāyulu'. If you like it, little friend, just take it. What are you getting in exchange for it?"
It’s not necessary.”
The middle-aged monk handed a wooden slip to Lu Ping. At this time, it was a recording tool similar to the bamboo slips popular in the cultivation world. However, what made Lu Ping a little speechless was that the thing used to make the wooden slip was also an authentic piece of wood.
Second-class mutated spiritual material!
Lu Ping turned his head slightly and glanced at the trunk of the Giant Giant Spirit Tree next to him. He didn't know how thick it was. He also tried hard to get used to the habit of middle-aged monks giving away mutated spirit trees as gifts.
As soon as "Hundred Huāyulu" was obtained, the first thing Lu Ping thought of was to use it to replace the "vital lu" used in refining small sections of elixir!
The vitality contained in "vital lu" can only enhance the longevity of a monk for about three years, while "hundred huāyulu" is not only similar to "vital lu" in other aspects, but the vitality contained in it is also larger, enough for a monk
It can extend your life span by seven years, not to mention that "hundred huāyulu" can also consolidate your cultivation and lay a solid foundation.
Another swarm of Amethyst Bees flew over in the distance, obviously returning with a full load.
The "buzzing" sound was a bit of a hindrance during the conversation between Lu Ping and the middle-aged monk. Lu Ping thought for a while and threw away the one-foot-tall golden house he was holding in his hand. The golden house was dozens of feet away.
It fell down at the edge of the sea and swelled into a golden house about one foot high.
This time, there was no need to open the space passage of the Golden House. Lu Ping just opened the main door of the Golden House, so that the bees could freely enter and exit, collecting the extremely high-quality huā honey collected from the huā sea into the purple huā sea.
In the hive where the Crystal Queen Bee sits.
After the cup of "Hundred Huāyulu" bottomed out, Lu Ping finally asked a question in his mind: "Since the predecessor's body is such a majestic psychic tree, why is the body still here after the body has transformed? And why is the body still here?
Being trapped here, is it because the main body is here that prevents seniors from entering and exiting the 'Main Veins and Spirit Nurturing Formation'?"
The middle-aged monk drank the "hundred huāyulu" in the cup. His eyes, which had always seemed a bit unsmart, suddenly emitted a ray of light. He looked at Lu Ping and said, "Do you know the art of incarnation outside the body?"
Lu Ping was stunned, and then exclaimed: "The art of incarnation outside the body? Isn't it said that it has been lost in ancient times?"
Then Lu Ping suddenly thought of something and said: "Yes, the senior is from the spirit demon clan. He is born with a long lifespan. With the cultivation of the senior, he has at least tens of thousands of years of life and knows some ancient secret arts and magical powers."
It’s also reasonable.”
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged monk shook his head and said regretfully: "Although I know the art of external incarnation, I don't know the art of refining weapons. The quality of the spiritual materials used in this body is extremely high, but the production is too poor.
Even with my cultivation level, I can’t make its movements appear smoothly and freely.”
Lu Ping suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt that the middle-aged monk looked weird before. It turned out that this was the problem.