Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 128 Goodbye Psychic Plant
Jiang Langyu and the others knelt for five days in vain before fleeing in embarrassment.

They wanted to kill the two brothers Yingfeng, take them back, and study how they returned to their ancestors and became the first generation of humans.

But there were scruples in my heart, and I didn't dare to make a move.

The sentence that Lord Tianzun looks at us pleasingly means that these two people are far more popular than us in the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Kill Yingfeng and the other two, what if Master Tianzun blames him?
Confused in their hearts, everyone in the Academy of Gods and Demons could only watch Yingfeng and Yingyue walk away.

mountain top.

Xiaocaomiao watched Jiang Langyu and the others leave.

In a short time, they should not bother the friends again.

Looking around the top of the mountain, I have been away for more than a year, and today's Shuitong Mountain has undergone tremendous changes.

The exotic flowers and grasses are so exuberant that they can't be piled up. The thick and thick roots, branches and leaves are crowded together, and they are all piled up in a pile. The flowers and plants are desperately fighting for living space.

There are even some strange flowers that grow to the edge of the cliff and spread down the cliff.

And the water in Tianchi has completely turned into a spiritual spring, sweet and delicious, clear to the bottom.

It's just that the thick and long animal hair occasionally floating on the water is more irritating to the eyes.

Now, the top of Shuitong Mountain can no longer accommodate everyone, and a new living soil must be opened up.

"Let's take Shuitong Mountain as the center and develop in all directions."

Xiaocaomiao thought for a while, looked down the mountain, and began to explain her plan to her friends and assign tasks.

During this year, the Tongtian ginkgo tree grew taller, almost level with the bucket.

Each leaf is three or four meters wide, and its edges are extremely sharp, making it look terrifying.

"Old Ginkgo, use the power of your domain to plow all the land within a hundred miles around Shuitong Mountain with your roots, turning it into soft soil."

A benevolent tree face was condensed, and the old tree nodded slightly.

Countless blood-red roots, like giant pythons of the wilderness, drilled out from the ground, pumped, turned, stirred...the construction began like shaking the mountains.

"Tiger mother, you take the little milk tiger to find a large metal mine in the mountains, use your gold control power to move those metals back, and build a high wall around our territory to prevent anyone from stealing our things."

"Roar!"

The tiger mother let out a low growl, picked up the cub, turned into white light, and headed straight for the mountain.

"Old Ape, help Aunt Ape to separate all the large exotic flowers and weeds that are crowded together, and then dig out all the small spirit flowers that have sprouted, and prepare to transplant them down the mountain."

"Dong dong dong..."

The old ape hammered his chest lightly, saying that it's no problem to help his wife with work!

Then, Xiaocao Miao took out more than a dozen dry long-lived grass whiskers, which were the old whiskers that he had molted in this year, and added a few roots of the magic spell and ancient medicine to cover up, and handed them to Cang together. eagle.

"Brother Ying, you crush these roots and scatter them within a thousand miles of Shuitong Mountain to make those Black Mountain black trees disappear. Even if there is another spiritual rainstorm in the future, it will not affect the land we live in."

"Okay, I've also disliked those Black Mountain Black Trees a long time ago!"

Brother Ying took a bunch of roots, crushed the wings with his hands until they were finer than flying dust, and then spread his wings and flew into the air to start his work.

"Ow!"

Seeing that he hadn't been used yet, the Black Panther King hastily howled.

Xiao Caomiao thought for a while, and then ordered: "Go to the mountains and find those animals that survived the spiritual rainstorm, such as cattle, horses, rabbits, insects, etc., and let them live around Shuitong Mountain, as long as they don't steal our exotic flowers and plants. , they can live here, which is much better than wandering among black mountains and bad waters."

"Meow!"

The Black Panther King's eyes shined brightly. He likes to tease those small animals the most. It's so interesting to catch him down the mountain to play with him.

brush!
A black light went straight down the mountain, and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

After giving instructions to his friends, Moucao was about to go to work, but his sight was blocked.

"jijiji!"

The little sparrow is full of anger, everyone has a job, and I'm just idle here, do you look down on the sparrow?
The little grass seedling squinted at this guy, then turned to look at the dog's tail grass swaying in the wind on the mound.

The little sparrow was startled, and with a wave of its wings, a gust of wind blew the hound's tail grass away.

Then continue to stare at the little grass seedling, you are satisfied now, when you die one day, you won't even have a grave.

The surface of a certain grass was as black as carbon, but I still took out dozens of soil particles finer than sand from the burial earth basin, and handed it to the little grass seedling, saying: "You follow the ginkgo tree, and when he plows the land, you will leave the ground every other day." A few hundred meters, sprinkle a grain of burial soil."

"Is this the burial earth?"

The little sparrow stared wide-eyed, pecked at a small grain of soil, licked its beak, and tasted it.

But in an instant, his bird face turned purple-black, and the violent energy in his body was rampaging, which almost made the little sparrow lose his breath.

The sloughed body of a supreme being turned into particles again, this burial earth is not something a little sparrow can bear at all.

Even small grass seedlings can only take root in it and slowly absorb the nutrients of the buried earth.

"boom!"

The little sparrow's body seemed to be exploding with firecrackers. Its body suddenly swelled up, and then quickly deflated. Black and purple smoke was sprayed from the bird's beak, as if it was smoking.

Fortunately, he is an ancient creature with a strong endurance, and he was not killed by the funeral.

After making such a big fool of himself, the little sparrow was very embarrassed, so he quickly took off to work, so as not to be laughed at by a certain grass.

Of course, Qin Changge will not be idle either.

Using the divine power of wood, he pulled out those vigorous and exotic flowers seven or eight meters high from the ground, and slowly transported them down the mountain.

The little friends are performing their duties and are very busy.

However, Xiaocao Miao suddenly thought of a serious problem and couldn't help but worry.

Within a thousand miles, except for the Tianchi on the top of the mountain, there is no water source at all!
After the spiritual rainstorm, all the water in the mountains turned into black rivers, completely undrinkable.

Tianchi water is limited and must be reserved for friends to drink.

Even if the Black Panther King captures some animals that can control water, there must be a source of water.

In the current situation, we can only rely on the sky.

However, if there is no water for those young seedlings of spirit grass transplanted down the mountain, they will wither within a few days.

Seeing the grass seedlings sluggishly sitting on the top of the hill, they stopped working.

The old ape scratched his head, came up and asked, "Oh?"

"We don't have water to water the plants." The little grass seedling sent out a mental wave.

The old ape froze for a moment, that's it?

Then he grinned wide and pointed at his daughter-in-law with a proud face.

"Huh?" Xiao Caomiao was puzzled?

"Insight!"

[Race: Ancient Ape Ancestor]

[Remaining life: 30W years]

[Realm: Tongmai (4696/10000)]

[Abilities: Cultivate Spirit Plants, Mana Immortal Cultivation, First-Class Immortal Art]

"Level one fairy art?" Xiao Cao Miao was stunned for a while, "What kind of ability is this?"

"Oh..." the old ape yelled at Aunt Ape a few times, motioning for you to demonstrate it to the master.

Aunt Yuan was a little shy, and twitched a bit, and only started to cast the spell under the strong request of the old monkey.

After a series of mysterious sealing techniques.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder in the sky, a strong wind blew up, and big raindrops fell from the sky.

Call the wind and call the rain!

This is the means of the gods!
(End of this chapter)