Chapter 443: The phoenix roe is roeing on the sycamore tree, the heart of the sycamore tree in ten thousand years

Yi Wood Teng Snake has lived in this valley for at least a thousand years. It is well aware of every grass and a tree in the valley, but it is the first time that Leng Zhuo said that he has thought in that direction, because all his energy is concerned about the red fruit of the ten thousand years of life.

Yimu Teng Snake patted the ground with the snake's tail, and then said: "It seems that there are waves of wood-like vitality coming from the underground, very weak. If you don't feel it carefully, it will be difficult to find out!"

"So, there's really something!"

"Well, but I don't think I'll dig out anything too precious. After all, a lot of essence has been absorbed by the Tree of Life...!"

The second half of the Yimu Tengshe sentence was directly ignored by Leng Zhuo. He quickly returned to the Hundred Generals God's Hyulhouse. He quickly inputted spiritual power on the gold-type spiritual forging formation and threw some hematite ingots into it to create a shovel. This thing does not require good materials or complicated craftsmanship, so Leng Zhuo forged it very quickly, and a hundred shovels were created in just half a moment.

After leaving the Divine Hyulhouse, he directly activated the spiritual weapon summoning formation. One hundred shovels were summoned. The eight hundred Qi family army that had just been summoned naturally became the main force of labor. He asked someone to dig first. Leng Zhuo once again sank into the Divine Hyulhouse of the Hundred Generals. After several consecutive struggles, he finally created five hundred shovels and distributed them.

Poor Qi Jiguang, a famous general who resisted the Japanese, actually commanded the soldiers to dig holes on the ground.

Yimu Tengshe looked at the valley that had lived in for thousands of years. He was dug up in a short moment and was beyond recognition, but he had no expression. He hung his head and looked bored. Humans are indeed very bored!

"I have it!" After digging for more than half a morning, the pit was dug more than two meters deep, and finally a soldier shouted loudly.

"Where!" Leng Zhuo ran over after hearing this, and Yimu Tengshe also raised his head and looked at this side.

Leng Zhuo lay on the edge of the pit and looked into the pit. Sure enough, a piece of charred wood was lying there in the pit. However, if it were just such a piece of charred wood, it would naturally not attract the soldier's surprise scream. Instead, the tip of the red sharp shovel was actually bent and deformed, and there was a piece of charred wood that was wiped off, revealing a green color.

Leng Zhuo's face suddenly became wonderful. Although the shovel he hurriedly created was not a fine product, it was at least created on the gold-type spiritual forging formation. Its toughness and sharpness were far higher than ordinary iron tools. Even if it was used to cut wood, it was more than enough, but it was actually bent by a piece of wood, so the wood was not ordinary wood.

"Hurry, dig out this wood for me!" Leng Zhuo said anxiously.

When the soldiers in the pit heard this, they naturally did not dare to neglect them. They picked up shovels and dug them along the edge of the charred wood. However, the charred wood that only exposed one head was obviously not a small piece, because after digging for a while, they still couldn't see the end.

Leng Zhuo immediately called some people and looked at the direction and started digging from the side.

"Hey, is this Feng Qi Wutong Wood?" Yimu Tengshe, who had been watching aside for a long time, muttered uncertainly after a long time.

"Fengqi Wutong Wood? Do you recognize it?" Leng Zhuo turned his head and looked at Yimu Tengshe and asked?

Yimu Tengshe was also uncertain, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's a bit like that. I've only heard of this. As for whether it's not that, I don't know. If you ask you to dig it open and I'll pull it out for you!"

Leng Zhuo nodded and immediately asked someone to dig up on the inclined surface. Then he turned around and looked at Yimu Tengshe and said, "Why would you say this is Wutong Wood? It's definitely not a random guess for no reason!"

"Of course not. The Fengqi Wutong tree is actually a ten thousand-year-old Wutong tree. It only grows an inch a year and becomes a tree after ten thousand years. However, at this time, the Wanxian Wutong tree is just a spiritual tree containing powerful vitality, which is not rare. The real key is Fengqi!"

"You also know that there are divine beasts above the holy level, and the phoenix is ​​the most unique. When born, it is no different from ordinary birds. However, every time a period of time, it will complete Nirvana and increase its strength. When the phoenix reaches the holy level and is about to undergo the ninth Nirvana, the phoenix will look for a paulownia tree to complete this final Nirvana."

"The Nine-turn Phoenix is ​​reborn as a god, and the sycamore that lives in it will be sublimated at the moment when the sycamore becomes a god, achieving the heart of the ten thousand years of sycamore. In other words, the tree of life is likely to grow from the heart of the ten thousand years of sycamore tree!"

"Oh, Wannian Wutong Muxin! This thing should be a treasure!"

"Of course, the Wannian Wutong Wood Heart contains very powerful life spiritual power. With the absorption of the phoenix's magical consciousness, it can be said to have the effects of flesh and white bones and living dead people. However, this Wutong Wood Heart has been absorbed by the Tree of Life for so many years, and I don't know how much it can be left!"

Speaking of Yimu Tengshe, I also feel a little regretful. Why didn’t I expect that there might be treasures buried under the ground? Compared to the fruit of the Tree of Life, a ten thousand-year-old sycamore tree heart will help it more. It’s hateful. Why didn’t I think of this layer?

"Young master, you have already dug it!"

"Well, it's your turn to play!" Leng Zhuo looked at Yimu Tengshe and said.

Although the Yimu Teng Snake regretted that its intestines were blue, it still twisted its body to the dug up slope. The snake's tail wrapped around the trunk of the sycamore tree and then tried hard toward the back.

But what is surprising is that the charred wood was not moving at all, and there was no intention of moving at all. Leng Zhuo raised his head and said to Yimu Tengshe: "Please, can you use some strength? You haven't even moved?"

Yimu Tengshe hummed twice, but used his strength several times. After a while, he turned his head and said, "I can't pull it. This piece of sycamore tree should be worth a branch. I'm afraid that it's necessary to dig all around it before it can be pulled out!"

Well, Leng Zhuo was speechless on the spot, but there seemed to be no other way. It seemed that the sycamore wood was not so easy to dig out.

Leng Zhuo thought for a while, called Yu Dayou and Qi Jiguang and said, "You are here for a while. Yimu Tengshe will stay here. I will go back now, get some tents, and come back for daily necessities!"

The two nodded, Leng Zhuo directly summoned Cang Yunjun and rushed to the Blood-Crying Castle quickly.

In the next three or four days, Leng Zhuo traveled back and forth between the Blood-Crying Forest and the Valley in the Mist Forest. The secret of the Wannian Wutong Tree was naturally preserved. What surprised Leng Zhuo was that this Wannian Wutong Tree was quite large. The only part dug out was three or five feet long, and there were several huge tree trunks, almost half of the valley was shrouded in it.

It is obviously not a small project to dig out the sycamore wood.

So before digging out more, Leng Zhuo planned to intercept a piece and take it back for use. The ordinary sword of Wutong Wood is hard to be damaged, but Leng Zhuo has the holy soldier of the Blood-Crying Sword in his hand, so he should be able to cut off a branch.

The first time he used the sword, Leng Zhuo did not dare to use all his strength, and only used 50% of his strength, but he used the wind spirit power to add it. The blood-crying sword that had always been cut like mud was slashed on the sycamore wood. What surprised Leng Zhuo was that the green sword light had not touched the sycamore wood, and it dissipated like the wind. Finally, the blood-crying sword fell down, but it only wiped the charred skin of the sycamore wood.

Leng Zhuo was a little stunned. Although he had thought that this time might not be cut off, it would not be enough to only scratch one skin. However, Yimu Tengshe smiled and said, "Wutong Wood is not burned under the flames of the divine bird and phoenix, so your spiritual power cannot cause any damage to Wutong Wood at all. Just cut it honestly. With the sharpness of your sword, you should still be able to cut it off!"

Yes, if you can cut it off, you don’t know when it will be cut off!

However, since the spiritual power is not effective, he may not have to cut it himself. Leng Zhuo threw the Blood-Crying Sword to Yu Dayou, took out the Qiushui Sword and threw it to Qi Jiguang, asking the two of them to cut it, while he went cool down.

The Qiushui Sword Soul has not been completely tamed yet, so the Qiushui Sword is now just an empty shell holy soldier. However, the holy soldier is a holy soldier after all, and even if he does not have a sword soul, he is still extremely sharp. Thinking of Yu Dayou's talented skills, if he can recover the Qiushui Sword Soul, this Qiushui Sword would be good for Yu Dayou.

Leng Zhuo thought, and once again sank into the Hideaku of the Hundred Generals. He didn't want to be lazy, so he handed over the matter to others. Instead, he had to hurry up. Five days have passed, and during these five days, some earth spirit warriors who could not hold back appeared one after another. According to Leng Zhuo's estimate, those earth spirit warriors who were waiting and watching should have already made plans to go on stage to compete in the remaining five days. If it is later, unless they are very confident in their strength, it will be difficult to win the top two in the ring once they lose. After all, the battle is based on the points system.

Tomorrow, the generals on Leng Zhuo's side will also go out to fight one after another. During these six or seven days, the strength of Qin Qiong, Wei Chigong, Chen Qingzhi, Zhang Han and Tan Daoji have been greatly improved. From the ground spirit realm, they have just broken through to the upper level of the earth spirit level. Such strength should be no problem to win the first place in a arena.

What's more, Leng Zhuo also specially created rune spirit soldiers for these people, waiting to shine on the ring. For a genius, accumulating spiritual power is undoubtedly a long process. After all, the spirit gathering pill is not something that can be obtained by the mainland, and it can be obtained by wanting it.

Leng Zhuo had already thought about it. In the next five days of fighting, Leng Zhuo would see with his own eyes whether there are strong people to recruit. After all, there are two things such as spirit gathering pills and rune spirit soldiers. Few people would refuse to drop them. Taking advantage of this time to fight against the war, it is also a good idea to completely tie these nobles to the Leng family chariot.
Chapter completed!