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Chapter 78 The Mysterious Spirit Tree Revives
one breath,
two breaths,

……

Seven or eight breaths passed, and the spirit peach branches and stakes seemed to be as quiet as before, showing nothing unusual.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinjian felt anxious and couldn't help asking: "Chonghe, did you fail?"

In order to cooperate with this whimsical experiment, the Zhao family has already paid a lot of price.

Not to mention Zixia Yulu, but the three fallen green peaches can be exchanged for [-] to [-] spirit stones when ripe.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Zhao Sheng had just finished speaking.

suddenly,

The ground trembled for a while, and there was a faint humming sound coming from the ground.

At this time, I saw that the Zixia Yulu at the crack of the tree stump quickly sank, as if there was an invisible big mouth swallowing it.

"It's done!"

Zhao Sheng shouted in surprise.

However, at this moment, the verdant spirit peach tree branch actually dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a lot of vitality had been extracted. .

"Quickly pour Yulu!" Zhao Sheng's face changed drastically.

Before the words fell, Zhao Jinjian drew his right hand, and saw the Zixia Yulu in the jade bottle in his hand flew out instantly, forming a water line, and fell into the crack precisely.

Zhao Sheng also rushed forward, and poured the remaining half bottle of Yulu into it recklessly.

It's just that the two of them still underestimated the great desire for vitality and aura when a mysterious spiritual tree that had been silent and dead for countless years was revived.

In just a few breaths, the weight of three bottles of Zixia Yulu was completely digested by him.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth, took out all the remaining seven bottles of Zixia Yulu, and handed them to Zhao Jinjian.

And he held up the small Zhoutian talisman plate with a solemn expression, and with the flickering of his thoughts, the whole nine and eighteen stacks of spring wind and rain talismans instantly turned into fly ash.

In an instant, the sea of ​​fog within a radius of ten miles around the slope suddenly churned, and a super large vortex shot into the sea of ​​fog with the aura of aura, forming slowly but quickly.

After two breaths, a large vortex with a leaky shape like a giant tornado slowly descended on top of Zhao Sheng's head. Following his flash of thought, a spirit cloud exuding strong anger quickly formed below the vortex.

Then the spirit cloud began to rain with patters,
The raindrops full of vitality fell on the wooden pile, as if falling on the desert, and were absorbed in the blink of an eye.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's expression changed again.

In the next instant, another nine or eighteen stacks of Spring Wind and Rain Talismans turned into fly ash.

Next third batch, fourth batch
……

Zhao Sheng may not know it, or he may know it but can't care about it.

As he released a large number of talismans, the scope of the tornado vortex became larger and larger, and finally spread to hundreds of miles away.

This time the commotion was a bit loud, and I didn't know how many monsters and beasts were disturbed in a short time.

What's more, some immortal cultivators who were affected were also shocked by this vision.

Some chose to avoid it far away, but those who dared to risk their lives rushed here.

Halfway through the journey, they inevitably collided with a group of monsters who were looking for them.

As a result, battles between monsters broke out one after another within a hundred miles of slopes.

Zhao Sheng couldn't care about all the changes outside the slope.

As the 72 Spring Wind and Rain Talismans were released, six bottles of Zixia Yulu in Zhao Jinjian's hand were also empty.

If the last bottle was poured in, if it wasn't enough, he would only have the last nine Tier [-] Ganlin Talismans left in his hand.

But to be honest, Zhao Sheng had experimented before, and the effect of the Ganlin Talisman was not much stronger than the [-] stacks of Spring Wind and Rain Talismans.

"Continue pouring!" Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth and ordered decisively. Zhao Jinjian nodded solemnly, and then poured the last bottle of Yulu into the crack.

Zhao Sheng was about to launch the last wave of talismans.

Suddenly, an astonishing brilliance burst out in his eyes, and a look of extreme surprise appeared on his face.

Because at this time, the stake finally had a second reaction.

I saw that crack suddenly wriggled and healed in an instant, and the spirit peach branch finally grew together with the stake.

At this time, circles of faint white light gradually appeared on the growth rings of the stake, and a layer of light appeared on the branches and leaves of the spirit peach tree, which looked extremely miraculous.

"It's alive! Chonghe, it's finally alive!" Zhao Jinjian jumped up excitedly, his expression very excited.

After so many years of spending so much money, now I finally see a glimmer of light.

Zhao Sheng held back his excitement, used his spiritual power, and continued to maintain the status quo of Lingyun.

Slowly, the spiritual rain became bigger and bigger.The stakes are no longer and not as hungry as that.

The water droplets rich in vitality rolled down to the spirit peach tree, and finally formed a small puddle.

At this time, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly ran out of the cave in a panic, raised his head and shouted at the two of them: "Seventh Uncle, Fourth Grandpa, those tree roots in the cave are alive!"

"Oh, I see!"

Zhao Sheng put most of his mind on the spirit peach tree, and nodded indifferently.

It is not uncommon for the recovery of the mysterious spirit tree to always produce some visions.

Zhao Xuanjing scratched the back of his head when he heard the words, and said depressedly: "But most of the spiritual energy in the cave has just been sucked away, and the concentration of the spiritual energy has declined greatly!"

"What?" Zhao Sheng frowned.

"Not good, a monster has broken into the phantom formation"

At this time, Zhao Jinjian's face suddenly changed, and Chihongjian shot out suddenly, submerged in the outer layer of clouds and mist.

In the next second, the Scarlet Rainbow Sword flew back upside down with blood on it, hanging above Zhao Jinjian's head.

"Chonghe, stop casting spells quickly! It's too late, it's too late."

Zhao Sheng was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately waved his hands to release seven or eight spiritual powers, which quickly dispersed the spiritual clouds above his head.

The tornado vortex lost its spiritual support for a while, and quickly calmed down and dissipated.

"Fourth Master, what's the situation outside now? Can Liuyun Magic Formation hold up?"

Zhao Jinjian's spiritual consciousness has long been extended to the maximum range, and he can control all movements within tens of feet.

He said with a gloomy face: "The formation can still be supported. As long as the monsters below the third level don't cover their heads and run around, they can't see through the illusion. But now there are many monsters wandering around the slope. If a big guy is attracted, That would be bad."

Zhao Sheng knew that the so-called big guys were powerful monsters of the Jindan series.

Gold-level monsters have already given birth to demon consciousness similar to divine consciousness, and it is difficult to confuse them with the phantoms generated by the mere second-order floating cloud illusion array.

"Hide in the cave first, and leave the rest to God!"

Zhao Sheng knew that he was taking some risks this time, but the so-called wealth and wealth are in danger, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles on the road to immortality. If you dare not even take this risk, then you don't need to cultivate immortality.

Immediately, the three of them walked into the cave with different expressions, Zhao Sheng and the two took the initiative to retreat, and Zhao Jinjian leaned sideways to the edge of the cave, the Chihong sword was full of aura, and was ready for battle.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Jinjian drew out his sword three times, leading away two monsters.

Three quarters of an hour, the sword was drawn twice, killing a first-order rock scorpion.

An hour later, the surrounding monsters slowly dispersed, and although there was a slight ailment on the slope, it was largely unharmed.

A month later, Zhao Jinjian happily left the slope with a storage bag full of spiritual soil and three carefully selected elixir plants.

　Thank you book friend for the 500 coin reward.

　　Thanks to Shu Youshanming for the reward of 100 coins.

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