Mix in Douluo to raise plants

Inside the fog wall, outside the ruins of a village, Fang Mian was holding a lantern grass and a cluster of bright yellow flames in his eyes. He was observing what was happening in the ruins of the village not far away.

The huge savage who brought him here walked into a half-broken city gate, and the whole village seemed to come to life all of a sudden.

Rustling sounds like insects came from inside the wooden and stone houses.

Fang Mian looked around and saw figures emerging from the darkness through the cracks in the house.

Hey, hey, hey.

The steady and heavy footsteps were like a slowly beating war drum. The sound was low and powerful, shaking the surroundings and causing damage to the collapsed city wall. Hundreds of figures walking out of the house slowly moved towards the huge savage.

They wore damaged animal skins similar to those of the savages. They ranged from one meter to two meters in height. They were pale-faced old men, young-toothed children, pregnant women, slim girls, and tall and strong men. Except for their overly thick and long arms, they seemed to be normal to the outside world. Villages are no different.

But Fang Mian looked at their faces, to be precise, it should be their eyes.

There is no light in their eyes, they are all white, and the eyeballs are whitish gray, with no emotion or color flowing in them, as if they have no sense of autonomy at all.

Fang Mian thought that more than two months ago, Yan Xiao followed the route given by Xuan Yue and captured the captive humans. Their emotions and consciousness were not as rich as normal people. Their emotions were very single. They will show fear when faced with a crisis that may cause harm to them, and under normal circumstances, their eyes will also emit a dull glint.

But although their emotions are few, they are still there.

But among the people here, Fang Mian can't see a trace of autonomy in their eyes. Fang Mian has seen people controlled by the doll's martial arts. Their condition is like a corpse that can be manipulated at will. The same is true for the people here. In other words, they are corpses.

While Fang Mian was thinking, someone in the ruins of the village had already walked into the sight of the giant and strong man.

He looked like a little boy who only reached his knees. When he saw the giant, the giant also saw him.

The child's sluggish expression did not change. He raised his long arm flat and made an eagle-claw shape, waving it towards the giant's arm.

The giant stood there, waiting for him to get closer, then stretched out his arm and grabbed his head with the other hand. Then, five fingers, like sharp thorns, pierced the child's neck, turned and lifted it, A human head fell off.

He threw it aside casually, not paying attention, and continued walking towards the center of the village.

Fang Mian jumped lightly and came to the city wall. He looked down at the broken neck of the headless child. The flesh remained bright red and the bones were white. The skin was very white, probably because it had not been exposed to the sun. There was no corpse. Things like Madara were just like an ordinary child's corpse, but what was extremely strange was that there was no blood flowing out of his wound.

After the giant killed the child, everyone who was close to him trembled and stopped in place. They seemed to be afraid of something, but there was still no emotion in their eyes.

After the giant passed by, they began to continue their action, and this time the target was the headless corpse.

Fang Mian saw them like crazy beasts, fighting for the flesh and blood from the corpses, stuffing them into his mouth without any scruples.

Now Fang Mian is sure that these guys are definitely not human, at least not alive.

He looked up and saw that the giant's figure was almost at the edge of his field of vision. He hurriedly followed, keeping silent steps and walking on the dilapidated house, but after taking a few steps, he stopped again.

Because the giant also stopped, he stood in an open space. After a rough scan, Fang Mian found that the surrounding houses were arranged in an orderly manner and deliberately formed a circular open space. He was standing in the middle of the open space with a tree under his feet. A pile of broken stones. If you look closely, you can see that there are some strange lines carved on the stones.

Just when Fang Mian wanted to get closer to see what the lines were, a sneaky figure emerged from the house next to the open space. He shook his head warily, looked left and right, and occasionally turned around to look behind him, as if he was afraid. Danger suddenly appears around you.

From his actions, Fang Mian could tell that his vision should also be affected by the thick fog, but strangely, he was able to accurately find the giant's location and actively moved towards him.

Fang Mian jumped up and came to the roof next to the circular open space, watching the figure at close range.

The man was wearing black long-distance running clothes that were not visible to the light, and his face was haggard. The wrinkles on his face made him look like an old man who was half-buried. The skin on his face looked like it was worn, and his hair was quite black, but a little sparse. , if he hadn't dyed his hair, based on his hair, he should be in his twenties, but his appearance didn't look like it.

When he came to the giant, he was frightened at first by the giant suddenly appearing from the mist, but he soon regained his composure.

The giant did not attack him. After showing four soul rings on his body, he loosened his hand that had been clenched and placed it in front of him.

"Can these monsters be controlled?" Fang Mian thought, but soon his attention was attracted by the thing in the giant monster's hand.

It was a golden fruit with a smooth and crystal surface, crystal texture, and the size of an eyeball.

The weirdo was very surprised to see the fruit. After taking the fruit, he wanted to laugh a few times with satisfaction, but he looked around with lingering fear, and finally only showed a low and sinister smile.

He took the fruit from the giant's hand, raised his palm, and a dark gray light flickered in his palm. A few seconds later, a wriggling dark gray caterpillar appeared in his palm. He held the caterpillar and touched it to the giant. On the arm, the mouthparts of the caterpillar's head bit into the giant's skin and then penetrated into his flesh.

It swam in the flesh and blood, and after it swam into the giant's head, the strange man pushed it ten meters away, with the soul ring flickering beside him.

Fang Mian saw a gray light flash in the giant's eyes, then turned around and walked outside.

After feeling the giant leave, the weirdo took the fruit and looked at it for a moment, smiled and said something, and walked back to the room where he had hidden the books.

call out.

Just when he was about to reach the house, a purple shadow flew through the air and hit his arm, blasting a hole the size of a quail egg. Then there was a bang and a cloud of blood mist exploded from the hole.

His arm holding the fruit was cut off by the explosion and fell to the ground.

The weird man looked confused and didn't know what was going on. Fang Mian appeared in front of him, caught the severed hand, took off the golden fruit held between his fingertips, and looked at it.

"I've never seen a spirit fruit before. I don't know if I can copy it with a martial spirit."

The weirdo came back to his senses after hearing Fang Mian's muttering. He wanted to shout loudly, but he was afraid of the monsters around him, so he could only cover his mouth, blush all over his face, and step back.

Fang Mian used his soul power to wrap the golden fruit and held it tightly in his palm. Then he looked at the escaping man and flexed his fingers. A silver-gray seed condensed at the end of his finger, and a black soul ring emerged and shone from beside him.

The third soul skill: Seed Explosion, ejecting seeds to a predetermined location, up to a distance of [-] meters, with additional penetration capabilities.

The second round of black soul rings flashed.

The fourth soul skill: Delayed Explosion: Set the soul power time lock to delay the time for the soul power to induce the growth of plants. When the soul power time lock ends, the soul power generation speed will explode to twice the original rate.

These two soul skills were obtained by Fang Mian in order to solve the problem that the range of his plant abilities was too large and could easily affect him. They made up for his shortcomings in attack range.

Chi.

Fang Mian flicked it lightly, and a streak of light and shadow left his finger. After forming a slowly spreading air circle in front of his fingertip, it rotated and brought forth a violent force, piercing the left calf of the escaping figure.

With blood, the silver-gray seeds shot into the ground, and the strange man fell down in response.

After falling to the ground, the weirdo still didn't give up hope of surviving. He thought Fang Mian couldn't see him. After all, he couldn't see Fang Mian anymore, so he crawled back for a while, then turned and prepared to crawl to the side.

Fang Mian was amused by his actions and raised his hand.

Swish.

Steel-like silver-gray thorns sprouted from the flat ground. These thorns were much more terrifying than the thorns Fang Mian teased the monkeys with outside the fog wall. Each one was half a meter long. It was long and very dense. If a person was still standing, it would probably only take an instant to pierce his lower body into pieces.

Nai He had been shot down before and had crawled a certain distance. Under Fang Mian's intentional control, his two feet were only pierced by the ground thorns that grew from his ankles, and there were no other serious injuries.

Now, the weirdo couldn't bear it anymore. He roared and screamed in pain.

Fang Mian felt that this guy was wilting, maybe because he felt that his life was in danger, and wanted to attract those monsters to die with him.

Sure enough, not long after, the monsters that had gathered at the city gate and gnawed on the children's corpses appeared in Fang Mian's field of vision. Although each one was heavy and slow, they were better in number.

The monsters are quite strategic and know how to separate first and then attack them.

More than 100 monsters were divided into all directions, surrounding the screaming weirdo in the middle, and then slowly wrapped around him.

Fang Mian could leave, but he was still going to ask the weirdo a few questions, so he decided to save his life first.

He didn't panic, even these monsters didn't look very easy to mess with. I'm afraid there were many attack-type soul kings that were beyond the ordinary in terms of physical strength alone, and their claws were so thick and long that they could hang down to the ground. , it seems to be entangled with some kind of terrible power.

It's really hard for ordinary soul masters to deal with them, but who is Fang Mian!

He has experienced dozens of more terrifying scenes than this. Can a mere little monster be compared to the zombies in the endless zombie trial mode?Hundreds of them are not enough to fill his teeth.

The monsters slowly approached step by step, but Fang Mian was not in a hurry to take action. He walked towards the yelling weirdo, stepped on his mouth with his foot, and silence returned to the whole world, and then slowly waited for the monsters to approach.

When the first monster appeared five meters away from him, he waved.

Steel thorns that were several meters long suddenly burst out on the ground, piercing the monsters one by one. Of course, Fang Mian and the weirdo under his feet were naturally spared.

After the steel thorns stretched to two meters, they retracted into the ground, and then quickly grew out again. After five times, all the monsters turned into irregular pieces of minced meat and piled up on the ground.

But paradoxically, there was still no trace of a drop of blood on the ground.

In Fang Mian's palm, it took about 10 minutes for a golden seed that was exactly the same as the golden fruit to appear.

He carefully compared the two seeds and found that the gold luster on the one he copied was duller. Moreover, there was no perceived strange power in it, and it was just a simple ordinary spiritual fruit.

Fang Mian smiled and said, "Interesting."

In the past, whether it was an ordinary spiritual fruit or a powerful fairy grass, it could be perfectly copied in his hands, from the appearance to the internal medicinal effect. The seeds of inconsistency.

He threw the seed he copied, looked down at the weirdo, took off his foot from the weirdo's mouth, stepped on his chest, applied slight pressure, and asked with a chuckle: "Do you want to live?"

The weirdo's pupils were filled with fear. He nodded sharply and said, "I think!"

"Then tell me honestly, your name, martial soul, soul power level, and what status you have in that bullshit Holy Sect of yours." Fang Mian asked all at once.

The other party was even more frightened and seemed to be wondering why Fang Mian knew about the Holy Sect.

Fang Mian put more pressure on his chest and said coldly: "Don't think nonsense and answer honestly, otherwise your life will be at risk."

The weirdo coughed violently several times, his face flushed and said: "My name is Ma Su, my martial soul is a soul-sucking worm, my soul power level is 48, I am an... an ordinary... in the Holy Sect. ."

"Ok!"

"Holy Son! I am the Holy Son of the Holy Sect."

Before Fang Mian added pressure, Ma Su yelled crazily.

Fang Mian looked at him contemptuously and asked, "How can a guy like you still be a saint?"

Ma Su burst into tears and begged: "Senior, please have mercy on me. I don't want to join their bullshit Holy Sect or become a Holy Son. I am completely forced to do nothing! They are forcing me to join. If I don't agree, they will Kill me, and the Holy Son is actually nothing special. In the Holy Sect, as long as... passing the examination, one can become the Holy Son, and there are dozens of them."

"I am the weakest among the Holy Sons. It doesn't matter at all. Just show your noble hand and save my life!"

Fang Mian ignored his plea for mercy, but he noticed the word "assessment" and asked, "What do you mean by assessment? Please explain clearly."

Ma Su was stunned for a moment, covered his mouth and shook his head wildly. Then when Fang Mian's eyes gradually turned cold, he said, "You can't say it, senior. If you say it, I won't be able to live anymore."

Fang Mian did not continue to press, but asked: "Is it about gods?"

Ma Su looked like he had seen a ghost, staring at Fang Mian, and Fang Mian got the answer from his eyes.

He slightly released the pressure on his feet, giving Ma Su a chance to breathe. When his breath was almost restored, he continued to apply pressure.

"Very good. I am very satisfied with your answer. If the next conversation can be as easy as just now, I will consider sparing your life."

"Tell me, do you know Yang Jiu? Where is he now?"

After listening to Fang Mian's question, Ma Su showed an angry expression and said, "I know!"

But he shook his head again and said bitterly: "I don't know where he went."

"What do you mean? You're kidding me!"

"No, no, that's what happened. We received the secret order from the sect and set off with the holy elders. We came to this ghost place as if we were looking for something. Yang Jiuchang... that old guy, every day When you go to a village like this, you have to leave behind someone who can control the monsters in the village. I was left behind by them, and now I don’t know where he has gone.”

"Oh~, really? That means there is no use keeping you~"

"No, senior, it's useful. The old guy ordered us to control the monsters in the village and go out to find something like the fruit in your hand. He said that when he finds some altar, he will send someone back to pick us up. If you want to deal with him , I can definitely work for you.”

"How can your worm take effect so far away from you?"

Fang Mian recalled the distance he had traveled with the giant. This was not an ordinary distance. No ordinary soul master could do this.

Ma Su said: "Because we have received... baptism, our martial souls are a bit special. For example, I only need to give instructions to the worm to find strange fruits, and then parasitize the worm in the monster's head, and the monster will Go and look for it, many of us have the ability."

"Oh, why did he ask you to collect this thing? Does this thing have any special use?"

"I don't know very well. That old guy Yang Jiu didn't tell us anything. I just... know that after eating this thing, his strength will be strengthened."

Fang Mian glared at him, isn't this nonsense?He could feel the rich power in this spiritual fruit just by looking at it without eating it. If he could eat it and digest it, he would definitely gain a lot.

However, there is one thing that is weird. Whether it is in the mist or on the monster, the energy in the spirit fruit seems to be of the same type.

Fang Mian had a system to help him get rid of the strangeness. Other creatures that entered the mist should not be like that poor little deer, whose minds were disrupted and turned into crazy monsters.

Ma Su, from his tone, seemed to have eaten this kind of fruit.

How is he all right?

You can't hide the look in someone's eyes that you want to dissect.

Ma Su watched Fang Mian staring at him more and more strangely, and he cried and begged for mercy in fear.