Chapter 1039： Fusang Anomaly

"Om."

Ling Xiao and Feng Ruge's four female figures descended from the sky, instantly attracting the eyes of everyone in the Medicine Palace.

Now Emperor Stan has long since retired, focusing on the refining methods of the Nine-Rank Sacred Pill, and matters concerning the size of the medicine hall are all under the control of Hanzhan.

"Lord."

Han Zhan was dressed in a black blood cloud suit, and bowed towards Ling Xiao. At this time, his face was a little pale inexplicably. Obviously, these few days have also consumed a lot of attention.

"How about Fusang Gumu?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, but saw a look of pride immediately appeared on Han Zhan's face, "Fortunately not insulting his life."

"Oh?"

"With the efforts of his subordinates day and night, that Fusang sacred tree has taken root in the earth, but... it will take a very long time to restore this tree's power."

Han Zhan sighed lightly, his immortal card is indeed the treasure of heaven and earth, possessing the supernatural power of catalyzing all spiritual materials.

However, no matter what kind of fairy treasure, this so-called power has an upper limit.

Fusang sacred wood is the ancestor of the nine heavens and the extreme wood.

It must be extremely long and complicated to restore it to the past.

"Take me to see."

Ling Xiao didn't have the slightest surprise about this, raising his heels behind Han Station, and came to the top of an ancient mountain behind the Medicine Hall.

I saw that on the top of the mountain, the Fusang Ancient Wood still looked like an armor, but the bottom had plunged into the ground and stood quietly.

But as if feeling the aura of Ling Xiao, a very weak wave came from the ancient wood.

even! !

If it weren't for the powerful spirit of Lingxiao, and the nine heavenly treasures such as the ancestor talisman in the soul sea, it would not be possible to detect the slight sense of joy.

"Huh? It really works."

A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, no matter how complicated the process of the Fusang ancient wood restoration was, as long as it could regenerate the machine, it would be a great fortune for Ling Xiao.

You need to know that the original Taoist rhyme contained in such innate spiritual creatures is not comparable to that of a pill and Lingbao.

"I don't know if this reincarnation really reveals, it can help it regain a bit of intelligence."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, holding the drop of reincarnation dew he had obtained from the secret realm in his palm.

"Om!"

I saw a wave of spiritual power that was visible to the naked eye, and instantly shook open, covering the sky of thousands of miles.

Above that real dew, there are also endless visions evolving, the temple is shattered, all spirits are revived, and a heavenly palace stands on the dome, blooming with scorching brilliance.

But the eyes of Ye Qingchan, Feng Ruge and others were dull almost instantly.

At this moment, they seemed to be in this drop of true dew and saw countless broken and weird pictures, but these pictures were not their personal experience.

"Master! This...what is this?"

Han Zhan’s face also flickered with shock, a drop of dew that can be reincarnation in the past, the cosmic dew?

"Reincarnation Zhenlu."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently. Although he didn't know the origin of this thing, he could be hidden by a Heavenly Sovereign and act as a golden finger for the rise of a Son of Destiny, showing its preciousness.

even! !

According to Ling Xiao's guess, the ancestor of the Sirius clan probably coveted this treasure before he died in the secret realm.

The Heavenly Sovereign of the ancient times is not comparable to those of today's Sovereign.

Therefore, even if Jin Han'er's face is peerless, it is not worth mentioning when compared with such gods.

"The Lord is thinking..."

"If this dew can help this Fusang unlock a trace of spiritual wisdom, it will be able to recover much faster in the future."

Ling Xiao lifted his foot and walked to the sacred tree, her eyes were full of brilliance, and a drop of reincarnation dew dropped on its heart.

That's right, this drop of divine dew is indeed very mysterious, but in the final analysis, its function is to help the remnant soul recover.

Ling Xiao is the physical body of the heavenly demon, but the spirit is coming through, so this drop of dew is of no use to him.

As for Bai Ling, once she awakens her memory, who knows if there will be a change.

Even if this girl wouldn't betray her, Ling Xiao wanted to attack Samsara Tianfu again, fearing that she would have to spend more time and effort.

The Fusang Ancient Wood is different, now it can only passively absorb the power of the immortal brand, and slowly grow with the essence of the sun and the moon.

But once it can awaken a trace of spiritual wisdom, it can actively devour spiritual power to practice.

The two states are completely different worlds.

"Om."

The humming resounded, and the sky and the earth began to have colorful rays of sunlight rising up.

On the ancient Fusang tree, ten thousand golden radiances evolve into numerous Taoist patterns, sometimes transformed into a fairy Buddha image, sometimes transformed into a sea of ​​thousands of miles of stars, with magnificent waves.

A beam of celestial light went up against the sky, pierced through Cang Ming, and suddenly the entire domain fell into endless darkness.

Layers of thunderclouds hung down from the sky, and the robbery thunder snaked and was shocking.

Thousands of immortal shadows quietly shattered, and Ling Xiao and the others seemed to have a scream of desperation resounding loudly.

At this moment, they seemed to see that a scene was gradually opened in front of them.

It was a graceful figure from the back, dressed in grey clothes, and shocked the world.

The long green black hair fell to the ankles, gleaming like a fairy.

Even if it was just a back figure, it still made Feng Ruge and the others feel ashamed.

Only Ye Qingchan, with her eyebrows clustered lightly, seemed to groan in her heart.

At this time, in front of the gray-clothed woman, there were countless strong men wearing golden armors with terrifying aura.

If Ling Xiao expected it to be right, these people should be from the fairy clan.

In the next moment, I saw the spirit blooming in the sky, swallowing the figure of the woman in an instant.

"boom!"

Jie Lei smashed down, tearing at all the realm space, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and his figure suddenly rose into the sky.

Around his body, there are layers of demon intent rising, and he saw the magic blade in his hand slashed down, imprisoning the void and dry space, and shattered the long river, containing a frightening aura of extinction.

"boom!"

The magic blade slashed down and instantly tore the tens of thousands of miles of tribulation cloud, and the vast and endless thunder sea tribulation cloud suddenly shattered and then dissipated.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly looked down at Demon Blade in a little surprise, a smile appeared on his face immediately, and his figure fell from the sky and stood in front of Fusang Ancient Wood.

But I saw that Fusang, which was originally like a battle armor, fell off a little and withered on its own, and turned into a straight column shape. Although it had no branches and leaves, it had a somewhat tree shape.

"It seems to be of some use."

Ling Xiao smiled and reached out to touch the ancient wood.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable wave suddenly came from his soul sea. Although it was extremely vague, Ling Xiao could feel it. It was a feeling of excitement and gratitude.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and a gentle smile finally appeared on his face.

At the same time, in those nine days of deep space.

There was the sound of a leisurely piano like a melodious sky, and I saw a woman in a large gray robe sitting on the top of a Shenyue Peak, with a beautiful hand, gently sliding the strings.

Behind him, there are celestial palaces and Xia Rui thousands of miles.

The fairy phoenix crane soars from the blue sky, and countless powerful and terrifying auras are hidden in the depths of the palace.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the woman suddenly raised her head and looked towards the end of the sky.

It was a perfect fairy face that was as flawless as a jade, crystal clear and white, exuding divine light.

It is only surprising that the pupils of the woman's eyes are actually a greenish color, like a deep water, which is plain and rippling.

I saw her slowly getting up, her eyebrows clustered lightly, and there was a breath of vicissitudes that seemed to have settled down through hundreds of millions of cycles.

"It's been 190,000 years, has it finally appeared?"