I Got Reincarnated as a Weed

　　 Jin Xiaoer's eyes were filled with memories.

　　 "Grandpa Shu, do you know?" He suddenly asked.

　　 Grandpa Tree?

　　 Zhou Ye was stunned when he heard the words. He asked the name of the big-faced man, why is it still related to Grandpa Shu?

　　 "I saw Grandpa Shu once." Zhou Ye answered truthfully.

　　 "Yeah." Jin Xiaoer nodded, and then slowly said: "I don't know much about the ancient times, but there is one thing, all creatures with a wood realm cultivation base that exceeds the transcendent realm know."

　　 "The entire sky of the Wood World is supported by Grandpa Tree. Without the support of Grandpa Tree, the Wood World would have collapsed long ago."

　　 Zhou Ye was shocked when he heard this.

　　 He suddenly felt that the grandfather tree whose treetop was three feet away from the sky was so great.

　　 "Grandpa Tree is a senior we all need to respect in the wood world, just like the elders in the family." Jin Xiaoer continued.

　　 Zhou Ye listened, and it took a long time before he said: "Brother Jin, but what is the relationship between Senior Grandpa Shu and my master?"

　　 "That one has the same status as Grandpa Shu, and even surpasses Grandpa Shu in some respects." Jin Xiaoer lowered his head and looked at Zhou Ye.

　　 Zhou Ye thought about this sentence.

　　 When the reaction is over, **** in carbon dioxide.

　　 "You mean, my master is as great as Grandpa Shu?" Zhou Ye couldn't believe it.

　　 Normally, the big-faced man seems to be a simplistic boss, and it is unexpected that he has such a status in the wood world.

　　 "Nonsense, in the entire Wood Realm, there are only three emperor realms, which one is not great?" Jin Xiaoer rolled his eyes.

　　 He had longing in his eyes again, and said with a chuckle: "My Kim also has a dream, that is, I can break through to the Emperor Realm before 150,000 years old."

　　 "Farewell, you won't be in your life." Heimao Jingang shook his head, distrusting Jin Xiaoer.

　　 "How do you talk?" Jin Xiaoer looked at it with bad eyes.

　　 Black Hair King Kong curled his lips and stopped talking.

　　 "Brother Jin, you really have a dream, but when will you tell me my master's name?" Zhou Ye sighed and couldn't wait.

　　 "That one's emperor's title is cyan, and the cyan is called Qingdi." Jin Xiaoer said this sentence solemnly.

　　 "Emperor Qing..." Zhou Ye muttered to himself, and then said to Jin Xiaoer: "Okay, thank you Jin brother."

　　 "It's nothing serious." Jin Xiaoer waved his hand politely.

　　 Then he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that, Xiaocaojing, you would become that one's disciple. You are really excellent."

　　 "Where, I am just an ordinary grass." Zhou Ye smiled modestly.

　　 Jin Xiaoer twitched the corners of his mouth.

　　 If you really believe in the nonsense of the little grass spirit, then he can go to worship that one as a teacher.

　　 "Stop talking about this, do you stay as a guest?" Jin Xiaoer invited again.

　　 Qingxushan’s thighs must be hugged, they can take flight.

　　 "Yes." Zhou Ye immediately agreed.

　　 Although the outside world is very harmonious, it is easy to be injured by mistake.

　　 A very simple situation is the previous fight between the Black Haired King Kong and the Meat Wing Lion. There was nothing between the two, but he almost sent him Zhou Mocao directly.

　　 Aftermath is not something that Zhou Mocao can bear. If he really belches, where can he reason?

　　 "Old Hei, you turn into a human form." Jin Xiaoer said to the black hair King Kong.

　　 "Good." Heimao King Kong nodded.

　　 Then it carefully lowered its hands and let Jin Xiaoer and Zhou Ye walk to the ground.

　　 The black mist diffused from its huge body, and then, a nine-foot tall, sturdy man walked out of it.

　　 His naked upper body is full of strong muscles, quite deterrent.

　　 The arms alone have Jin Xiaoer's thick thighs.

　　 lower body, wearing a pair of shorts made of tiger skin that just touched the knee.

　　The bronzed complexion makes him look very tough.

　　 "Hey." The big man scratched his head and smiled, somewhat honest.

　　 "Let's go." Jin Xiaoer glanced at him, and then said to Zhou Ye next to him.

　　 "Okay, Brother Jin, you can lead the way."

　　 Jin Xiaoer took Zhou Ye and Lao Hei and walked towards the forest together.

　　 Although Jin Xiaoer has shown himself in his true form all year round, he still built a yard on the top side of the mountain.

　　 He took Zhou Ye and Lao Hei into the yard, and then came to the wooden table in the corner of the yard.

　　 Zhou Ye found that in his master’s yard, there were pavilions, stone tables, and two spiritual fields.

　　 But Jin Xiaoer's house is not the same.

　　 He had to sigh, this is the difference.

　　 Zhou Ye climbed onto the chair, feeling shaking and insecure.

　　 "I said Brother Jin, your life is almost meaningless." Zhou Ye wanted to complain.

　　 Jin Xiaoer was a little embarrassed, and then sternly said: "Don't look at this stool a bit shabby, I can tell you, this is made by Lingmu."

　　 "What is Lingmu?" Zhou Ye sat down on the stool, then looked at him.

　　 "Ling wood is a tree that can absorb the aura of heaven and earth on its own. When it reaches a certain level, it becomes a spiritual wood with aura inside." Old Hei tilted his legs and explained casually.

　　 "Crack—Crack—"

　　 Zhou Ye lifted his two leaves, supported his body, and shook it vigorously.

　　 The stool was badly worn and creaked.

　　 "It doesn't look like it," Zhou Ye said.

　　 "I haven't used it for thousands of years, that's it." Jin Xiaoer's face was a little embarrassed.

　　 He is a bird obsessed with cultivation, and he will not become a human body when nothing happens.

　　 "Yeah." Zhou Ye said.

　　 "Come on, Xiaocaojing, buddy ask you to take the elixir today." Jin Xiaoer stretched out his hand, and a elixir exuding rich energy fluctuations appeared in his hand.

　　 "A place-level inferior elixir of a thousand years!" Lao Hei stood up with his hands on the wooden table.

　　 He looked at Jin Xiaoer eagerly, the meaning was obvious, he was expressing: Brother, I want it too.

　　 Jin Xiaoer glanced at him, then took out another one and threw it to him casually.

　　 "It's only eight hundred years..." The old black eyes and hands quickly ~www.readwn.com~ directly took the elixir, and looked a little disappointed.

　　 "What's wrong with the eight hundred years? Isn't it also a territorial subgrade?" Jin Xiaoer glared at him.

　　 He was not rich at first, so it would be very good to be able to give an earth-level elixir, so he would pick and choose.

　　 "Okay, okay." The old black picked up the elixir and began to nibble.

　　'S movements are so rough that I can't bear to look straight.

　　 Zhou Ye held the elixir given by Jin Xiaoer and didn't have the first time to refine it.

　　 "Comfortable!"

　　 After taking the elixir, the old black roared.

　　 Jin Xiaoer looked at him disgustingly, and then said, "Can you be more qualified like us?"

　　 Lao Hei smiled, but he didn't hear him.

　　 "Hey, how come I, Xiaoer Jin, have a brother like you." Xiaoer Jin sighed.

"Eh?"

　　 "Big Brother, when did you have a new name?" Old Hei heard Jin Xiaoer's sigh and asked curiously.

　　 His focus seems to be different from others.

　　 "Lord Lu took it for me, but I don't think so."

　　 Jin Xiaoer had four words written on his face: I feel bad.

　　 "Why don't you just get another one? I think about it...Jin sophomore! Look, how domineering!" Old Hei said nonchalantly.

　　 Jin Xiaoer's face is green.

　　 At that moment, he really wanted to kill the old black.

　　 "But when it comes to names, Lao Hei, I don't have an official name yet, should I have one?" Old Hei rubbed his hands and looked at Jin Xiaoer with some expectation.

　　 "You are so dumb as Hei at all." Jin Xiaoer didn't want to care about him.

　　 Zhou Ye looked at the tiger skin pants on Lao Hei, and then thought about the other person's real body, and suddenly had some thoughts.