Chapter 1143

"This is Yushu. It is said that thousands of brushes were piled up on the tree, which eventually turned into a big tree. Every word is actually an evolution of a pen. Only by removing the hidden flowers can we get the God of jade pen. "

Chu LAN recalled the rumor about Yu Shu, but only when he saw it with his own eyes could he realize the shock, which could hardly be expressed in words.

Looking around, there are more than a million flowers on the tree. It's impossible to find the spiritual flower from so many flowers. It's harder than looking for a needle in a haystack.

There are many people picking flowers under the tree, but as soon as they pick flowers, the flowers disperse in their hands and turn into a wisp of smoke. They go back to Yushu, where a new flower grows and blooms slowly.

When ready to pick flowers again, the body was rejected by the remaining trees. Obviously, one has only one chance to cut off all possibilities of opportunism.

Chu LAN came to the tree, palm like a wall stroking the trunk, a strange feeling rushed into his heart, eyes seem to see countless pens were held, in the white rice paper wrote a line of magnificent words.

His spiritual consciousness has been constantly scattered, his thoughts have been fully integrated into the Yushu, split into hundreds of millions.

Millions of flowers look a lot, but at this moment, Chu LAN only feel this. Every flower was in his mind. As the God of jade, the spiritual flower must be slightly different from the ordinary flower.

"Sure enough, just like the first three treasures, Yushu only produces one flower at a time. Only after picking the flowers will it regenerate. "

Chu Lansheng realized that he had found a magic flower in the ocean of millions of flowers. He saw him release his hand and blow out a wisp of air on his finger accurately.

Suddenly, a beautiful flower slowly fell, a branch connected, firmly caught by the tree Chu. I felt relaxed and gave me a smile.

The young man in blue stood under the tree, smiling and burning flowers. At this time, the sky of tree Chu has endless natural and unrestrained romance.

In Chu Lan's hands, the flower branches become a brush full of ancient flavor, very thick. The nib seems to have blooming and withered flowers. Look carefully, nothing happened.

"It turns out that this is a wonderful work. I think all the records in the book are deceptive. "

Seeing the strange features of the brush in his hand, Chu LAN finally understood why the word "wonderful pen brings flowers" has been circulating. The God of jade pen is really magical.

After collecting the paintbrush, the field is ready to go up, but there is a voice in my ear: "stop and sell me the jade pen in your hand. You can set the price as you like, and I will certainly remember your good intentions. "

Looking around the field, I saw a young man in gorgeous clothes, with a look of aloofness and contempt in his eyes: "I am the son of yonghouyi. As long as you sell me the God of Yubi, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future. "

"Idiot."

This kind of person relies on his family background, thinks that he is superior to others, leaves the day to ignore, directly climbed to the zenith.

"Well, how dare you ignore me. One day you will kneel down and beg me, and I will make you regret it. "

Stone dragon's face darkened, he grew so big, did anyone dare to refuse him? Just Yu pen god thing, he did not move, coldly watched Chu LAN leave, in the heart already hated Chu LAN. ..

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