My master is a bug

Fang Mu raised his hand and threw a few bamboo joints around.

These bamboo joints are green and look extremely delicate.

However, as soon as they touched the soil, they produced a large number of roots.

These roots seemed soft, but they easily penetrated into the cracks in the rocks below Zhitian Mountain.

Just a moment later, the sound of rocks breaking could be heard throughout the Zhitian Mountain.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of the monks who came to celebrate.

After the group of people looked at each other for a moment, someone finally couldn't help but ask:

"What did the Demon Lord just throw? Why do I feel like the whole Zhitian Mountain is shaking?"

An old man with a gray beard muttered for a moment: "If I guessed correctly, what the Demon Lord just threw should be Thousand Zhang Bamboo!"

The person who spoke first shrank his pupils and said, "This is a top-notch treasure!"

The old man said slowly: "Yes, take root thousands of feet and take the spiritual energy from the center of the earth for your own use.

Every thousand-foot bamboo tree is worth a fortune.

It is said that Sun Luorong, the only casual cultivator in Canglang Realm who has ascended to the upper realm in the past thousand years, reached the Purple Cloud Realm by relying on a thousand-foot bamboo.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord only attacked several trees! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mu on the top of the mountain raised his hand again.

Dozens of crisp bamboo branches scattered around.

When the old man saw this scene, he was stunned.

Seeing this, the monk next to him asked curiously: "Are these the Thousand-Zhang Bamboo that the Demon Lord threw?"

The old man nodded with some difficulty and said: "It should be all, but..."

"But what?"

“But Qianzhang Bamboo needs to absorb a lot of spiritual energy before it can completely take root.

Although Tianshan Mountain is rich in spiritual energy, it can barely support several thousand-foot-long bamboos.

If you plant dozens of Qianzhang bamboos at the same time, each one will not be able to absorb enough spiritual energy.

By then, the thousand-foot bamboo will become a hundred-foot bamboo, and the effect may not be as good as cultivating just one plant..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Mu raised his hand again and threw out green bamboo knots all over the sky, covering the top of Tianshan Mountain.

The monk below counted briefly and counted at least nearly a thousand knots.

Someone immediately exclaimed: "How come there are so many activated Qianzhang Bamboo in the Demon Lord's hands!"

"I heard that the Demon Lord seemed to have visited the Yaozhen Realm a few days ago..."

“But this is too much!

Even if the Yaozhen Realm is full of spiritual energy, it shouldn't be covered with thousand-foot-long bamboos.

Could it be that Demon Lord went to Yaozhen Realm and plowed up all the bamboos there? "

"This is not impossible..."

While this group of people were talking about it, the old man who commented before was completely stunned.

After staring at those Qianzhang bamboos for a long time, he trembled slightly and said:

“So many thousand-foot-long bamboos are sown at the same time, how do they grow!

What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources..."

As soon as he spoke the last few words, the people around him started to retreat.

A monk who was familiar with him stepped back and advised: "Be careful what you say!"

When the old man heard these two words, he came back to his senses and quickly closed his mouth.

But the way he looked at Zhitian Mountain was still filled with heartache that was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it.

However, the next moment, a vortex with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly appeared in the sky.

The rolling purple air, wrapped in the vortex, rotated and fell towards Zhitian Mountain.

Watered by the purple mist from the sky, the bamboo joints that Fang Mu had just sown began to grow rapidly.

For a while, the sound of crackling rocks was heard endlessly.

The monk next to the old man shook his head and said: "Old Wu, it seems that you are worrying too much.

The Demon Lord has already considered this.

With the purple gas watering them, these Qianzhang bamboos will surely survive. "

Wu Huaizhi, whose beard and hair were all white, still stubbornly said: "It's not enough!

Even if the purple energy is irrigated for several days, it will only be enough for those bamboo joints to grow into Baizhang bamboo.

If you want them to grow into Qianzhang bamboo, they are still far away! "

After hearing his words, the others immediately took a few steps back.

Pointing to the top of Tianshan Mountain, Fang Mu also realized the problem.

When he just got excited, he spread a handful of bamboo sticks, but it didn't end well at this time.

Before turning to spiritual practice, he would probably have slapped the old man who dared to make irresponsible remarks on him into a meat pie.

However, after these few days of enlightenment, his understanding of Tao has deepened, and his interest in killing people has weakened a lot.

He thought for a moment and took out a storage ring.

This storage ring contains all kinds of elixirs that he borrowed from Yaozhen Realm.

Originally, he planned to keep these elixirs to train his disciples.

But now, we can only rely on these pills to save him.

Fang Mu turned his hand and took out an elite clear elixir from the storage ring.

He lightly crushed it with two fingers, and the top-quality elixir turned into powder, scattering over the entire mountaintop with the rolling purple air.

The Qianzhang Bamboo, which was growing slowly, was supplemented by the elixir, and its growth rate suddenly increased several times.

When Fang Mu saw that this trick really worked, his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

So he turned over his hands again and took out a bag of elixir.

As he kept crushing, the top elixirs were turned into powder and scattered around.

At first, the group of monks below did not understand what Fang Mu was doing.

But as Fang Mu crushed more and more elixirs, the scent of the medicine slowly spread out.

It was only then that the monks below finally reacted.

Someone sniffed and exclaimed: "Bi Xin Dan!"

When the people around heard these three words, they were all stunned.

Someone immediately asked: "Is it the kind of Bi Xin Dan that can prolong life?"

The first person who spoke sniffed the air around him and said: "This fragrance is definitely Bi Xin Dan!

Not only is it Bi Xin Dan, but it is also the best of the best!

I have been refining pills for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I smell such a strong fragrance!"

"Is it true?

I remember you said that the materials for refining Bi Xin Dan are extremely rare.

Even if you collect them for decades, you may not be able to refine one."

The alchemist nodded and said: "Yes! Even the top sects like Yuxuan Sect may not have the precious materials for refining Bi Xin Dan in the warehouse."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pointed to the distance and said:

"But just a short while ago, the Demon Lord had crushed thirteen pills.

Are those all Bi Xin Dan?"

The alchemist was slightly stunned and said: "This, should be...right!"

When the people around heard their conversation, their expressions suddenly changed.

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "Using thirteen top-grade pills as fertilizer, what a great feat..."

Before he finished speaking, someone interrupted him: "Now it's fourteen!"

This sentence once again drew the attention of the nearby cultivators to Zhitian Mountain.

At this time, Fang Mu was still crushing the Bi Xin Dan one by one.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

Until the number of people below reached twenty-three, Fang Mu's action finally stopped.

Huh...

A burst of exhalations came from below.

Someone sighed: "It's finally over. The Demon Lord actually used twenty-three Bi Xin Dan to nourish the Qianzhang Bamboo. This is simply..."

He had just said half of his words when someone interrupted him:

"Look, the Demon Lord took out another pill!

He, he crushed it again!"

These people immediately set their eyes on the alchemist beside them.

"What pill did the Demon Lord crush this time?"

However, this time, the alchemist disappointed the people around him.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "I have never seen such a spiritual pill."

Just when everyone around was a little stunned, a seemingly illusory figure slowly spoke:

"Qingxu Pill is made from thirteen kinds of top-level spiritual medicines.

Before attacking the return of life, Taixuan realm cultivators can use it to empty their spiritual consciousness and accumulate Tianyuan!"

Taixuan, return of life.

Two such high-end words made this group of monks who were just watching the show stunned.