Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 32 Spirit Seeds
It was early morning again.

Before he knew it, Fang Chang had been in Lingzhu Peak for almost 20 days.

In one hand, he held the unconscious Purple Blood King Snake, and beside him was the puppet King Kong who had replenished his mana and was in good spirits.

Due to the owner's lack of cash, there is no spiritual source in Little King Kong's body for the time being, but it also carries more than 800 points of mana.

As long as its puppet core is not damaged, even if its mana is exhausted, it can absorb spiritual energy and recover slowly.

Fang Chang waited for another two days since it killed all directions in the Purple Bamboo Forest last time, and finally recharged.

This is Fang Chang's first time stepping into the field of purple bamboo forest.

Although he has done experiments before, as long as the king snake is in hand, the other snakes will actively avoid it and dare not approach it.

But he still couldn't help but tense up, concentrating on observing any disturbance that might appear around him.

Fortunately, no accident happened.

Fang Chang stepped on the soft bamboo leaves, as if stepping on the muddy ground after the rain, it felt soft and sticky.

"I should be counting as coercing the emperor to order the princes."

Holding the snake in his hand, Fang Chang walked through the dangerous purple bamboo forest, and finally set foot in the depths of the bamboo forest. A thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

He looked at the thick and gnarled purple bamboo in the depths of the bamboo forest, standing tall like a black dragon ascending to heaven, and murmured:

"This father... sent it!"

I saw that the purple bamboo, which was thicker than the tree, was covered with white flowers, and there were blood-red fruits the size of peanuts growing in the stamens, which were similar in shape to small cherry tomatoes.

There were traces of giant snakes crawling on the ground, and a few overripe fruits fell on the ground, but none of the snakes around dared to step forward.

Obviously, this was once the king snake's territory.

Even though the King Snake is dead, its residual breath still deters the ignorant ones.

"Identification!"

Fang Chang threw out two identification techniques without hesitation.

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【Purple Flood Dragon Spirit Bamboo (larvae) (Low Spirit Rank)】

[Introduction: The spirit seed that once bathed in the blood of the flood dragon fell into the deep mountain with the first ray of spiritual energy from the world, and with the recovery of the spiritual energy, it finally ushered in a new life after sleeping for many years. 】

[Trait: Spirit Gathering, Companionship, Results]

[Gathering Spirits: Take what is insufficient and make up for what is surplus, gathering the aura of heaven and earth. 】

[Companion: Spiritual creatures are born, and they are guarded by companion spirit beasts. 】

[Result: It can bear fruit of its own spirituality and share it. 】

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【Blood Spirit Lifting (Dragon Blood) (Top Grade)】

[Introduction: The Purple Dragon Spirit Bamboo absorbs the power of the mountains and the earth, and gathers the spiritual fruit produced by the aura of heaven and earth, which has the effect of recovering injuries and strengthening blood vessels.

There is an extremely weak possibility of acquiring the inheritance of the dragon's bloodline and reborn. 】

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"Purple Flood Dragon Spirit Bamboo, Blood Spirit Lift!"

Fang Chang gritted his teeth, his expression a little excited.

If it is said that he was a little unsure about his ability to successfully build a foundation and prolong his life before, but now he is already ninety-eight times sure.

The spirits of the heaven and earth are generally divided into five ranks and three ranks like the exercises, a total of fifteen ranks.

The low-level spiritual level is not too high, it is only the seventh level of spiritual things.

For a future boss, it's not a big deal, maybe there are more than this level of spiritual flowers and grasses in the boss's garden.

But for Fang Chang, who is only in the early stage of Qi refining, it is like a big treasure like a fairy medicine.

It is unknown how much time and spirit stones can be saved for him just by the effect of gathering spirits.

Not to mention the accompanying effect comes with its own farm.

Before Fang Chang was worried that if he did too much harm to the purple blood snakes, he might make them extinct, but now there is no need to have such worries.

As long as the spirit bamboo does not fall for a day, it will continue to create companion groups like the purple blood spirit snake.

There is also the spiritual fruit of Xuelingti.

Blood spirit fruit belongs to the collective name of a kind of spiritual fruit, also called bloodline fruit.

These spiritual fruits were contaminated with the blood of monsters due to various accidents, and by chance, they inherited the characteristics of their blood.

These blood spirit fruits belong to the blood of the flood dragon.

But judging from its grade, the Flood Dragon Realm that once shed blood here is probably also the Demon King Realm, which corresponds to the Nascent Soul Realm of human monks.

Fang Chang stepped forward and picked up the two mature blood spirits that fell on the ground, and the other one was too ripe and rotten, which made him cry inwardly.

"I can't wait to practice."

Fang Chang suppressed the idea of ​​meditating and practicing on the spot, mainly because the group of purple blood spirit snakes staring at him made him feel a little panicked.

"Ma De, besides the storage bag, I have to find a way to control the beast when I go to the Qingniu Mountain rally this time, otherwise I will go crazy sooner or later with so many eyes staring at me."

Thinking about it, Fang Chang picked up the bamboo cage containing the king snake to open the way, and returned along the original road.

Wait for a quarter of an hour.

I saw a group of snakes startled up again, and there was the swishing sound of branches being dragged to the ground.

Fang Chang took the lead, followed by Little King Kong and a few cannon fodder puppets who could be eliminated at any time, dragging a large number of purple bamboos.

Fang Chang controlled the little King Kong's hand to raise and lower the knife, and quickly repaired the purple bamboo into smooth bamboo poles, and then began to build a house around the purple dragon bamboo.

Fang Chang was reluctant to part with the environment in the purple bamboo forest, and was afraid that the purple blood spirit snake would come up and attack him when he was practicing, so he had to build a house to protect himself as a measure of rights and interests.

Wait until he finds a way to control the snakes in the future, and then re-plan.

And Zizhu's restraint against the purple blood spirit snake has been tested before, so Fang Chang chose Zizhu as the material for all this time.

With the help of Little King Kong, the tough purple bamboo is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Extraordinary power brings extraordinary productivity.

About two hours later.

A sealed small bamboo building was built.

This is a tall building on stilts. The main building is about two meters above the ground and connected by bamboo ladders.

There are four vertical feet at the bottom as supports, which means that several thick purple bamboos are tied together and driven deep into the ground.

The main body on the upper part has two layers. The outside is made of purple bamboo cut into the same length and thickness as the outer wall, and the inside is cut open to make all slender bamboo pieces, and a super-large airtight basket is woven by the method of weaving bamboo baskets. There is only one door to go in and out.

This big bamboo basket just surrounds the lower waist of Zijiao Lingzhu.

From the outside, it looks as if the Purple Flood Dragon Bamboo grew out of the house, like a flowering giant garlic head.

Fang Chang sat in the self-made secret room, feeling instantly full of security.

Now, even those purple-blooded spirit snakes would have to bang their heads and bleed if they wanted to attack by force, let alone he still had the snake essence in his hand, and Little King Kong was guarding him.

After finishing everything, Fang Chang sat down with peace of mind, took out a blood spirit handle from his pocket, wiped it on his cuff, and then threw it directly into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste, after entering the stomach, there is a rolling heat that instantly sweeps the whole body.

Fang Chang's face turned red, and he was busy practicing the exercises:
"Damn it, what a strong spiritual force!"

(End of this chapter)