Qingyue Temple

The ancestor of the weasel didn't come no matter how he shouted, Fang Mu gradually lost his interest in tossing around, but soon, he received a call from his assistant.

The assistant said in a strange tone: "Boss, I received a call from a weird person. He said he was a psychic, or a well-known psychic in South Asia. I checked and it was true. He was not an ordinary liar. This person Knowing about our soul experiment, he said he was very interested and wanted to cooperate with us to participate in the experiment."

Fang Mu: "Oh, does he have any requests?"

The assistant's face was inexplicable: "He said that he wanted us to study something like 聻, which is the kind of thing that ghosts turn into after death. Isn't that a legend? After ghosts die, don't ghosts disappear?"

Fang Mu paused and said, "Man's death into a ghost is just a legend to many people, but if you find it, it exists. As for Di, does he have a real thing?"

Assistant: "The boss is right. He doesn't have the real thing, but he said he knows where it is and can get it. I don't know if it's reliable or not."

Fang Mu: "Then satisfy him. Tell him I agree."

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The weasels bared their fangs at Fang Shanshui, and a few of them turned back to their original form, swayed and opened their huge monster-like bodies, almost squeezing to the top of the dungeon, and they grunted threateningly from their throats , snapping at Fang Shanshui like lightning.

"squeak--!"

Fang Shanshui didn't panic when he saw that he was exposed. Although the weasel didn't seem very shrewd, he also knew that he couldn't be fooled all the time, and he was already prepared to be exposed.

Fang Shanshuihe then took a step back, dodging the pounces of the two weasels on the left and right, the weasels "touched" each other, and Fang Shanshui's toes as he retreated took advantage of the trend to swipe the ground, and the imprint he had lightly stippled on the ground with wine just now was suddenly connected At the same time, the word 'town' appears faintly.

The wine was the glass that Fang Shanshui sang just now when he was on the second floor. When he was thrown down, the wine glass in his hand fell down with him. This kind of wine with spiritual energy was just used to make ink.

The huge "town" character is a bit distorted, extending from the entrance of the dungeon to the center of the dungeon here, almost including the weasels along the entire road. The pen hook is perfect.

The short old man couldn't understand what Fang Shanshui was doing, but felt that his calmness was not right, so he hurriedly shouted: "Catch him quickly, don't let him continue!"

"Roar!" The weasels charged up again.

Fang Shanshui bent down quickly, avoiding the big mouth bitten by his head, and kicked away a few little weasels who were looking for a chance to attack, and suddenly slapped the ground, activating this somewhat dissimilar rune on the ground.

The blurred "town" character on the ground stands out from the many footprints, emitting a dazzling light, which will instantly cover the huge weasel that is rushing from all directions.

"what--!"

The light seemed to pierce the phantoms of these giant weasels, and the wild beasts that had just stretched their teeth and danced their claws and become two or three meters tall, seemed to have been beaten back to their original shapes, and were suppressed on the ground and shrunk rapidly.

The short old man was also captured by the light, and he couldn't move. The white beard on his face gradually turned into tentacles, his nose protruded, and his mouth became sharp. What did this human do to us?"

Fang Shanshui ignored them, and while the weasels were immobile, he entered Sun Chenxi's cell that the little old man had just opened, and let the little guy out.

Sun Chenxi was a little stupefied, as if there was only a little basic instinct left.

Fang Shanshui: "Sun Chenxi?"

Sun Chenxi responded vaguely: "...Huh?"

Fang Shanshui: "Do you know how to get home?"

Sun Chenxi shook her head blankly.

Seeing that he had no sense of autonomy at all, Fang Shanshui knew he couldn't let him go like this, so he simply took out the soul-destroying bell, shook it in front of Sun Chenxi, and with a jingle, Sun Chenxi's soul, like a shadow, was sucked into Fang Shanshui's bell core.

Fang Shanshui looked up at the human prisoners in other cells, and didn't go to get the key in the short old man's hand. He stepped on the town character on the ground and screamed several times. The weasels trapped in the town character seemed to be trapped by something. As if shaking, they slammed into the fragile cells surrounded by the surrounding fences.

One didn't break open, but the second came up immediately, and after a while, the entire dungeon became a mess.

The human souls in those dungeons were connected by weird straws like branches, but after the unreliable cells were smashed open, these straws broke one after another, and Fang Shanshui's soul-absorbing bell rang, those sluggish The human beings, like Sun Chenxi, were sucked into the source of the jingling sound like a sucking swallow falling into the forest.

The short old man watched Fang Shanshui quickly take away these human souls, and he wanted to cry without tears: "No! You can't do this, stop!"

As many souls in the dungeon were sucked away, the first floor of the Old Man's Tree Cave Mansion was shaking, and the light in the city began to go out one by one. The darkness seemed to be chasing the remaining light and quickly devouring it.

The whole city quickly became dark and gloomy. The goblins who were panicked by the shock of the cave just now became even more panicked in the darkness.

The little old man struggled to pounce on a straw, as if he wanted to provide energy for the straw. The other weasels seemed to want to pounce there too, but they couldn't break free from the suppression of Fang Shanshui's town character light.

Although there were many weasels, most of them were quite weak, unlike those on the second floor just now, a short old man could barely resist Fang Shanshui's one-two formation.

Fang Shanshui was a little surprised, why are these weasels fighting so hard? Just now the cave was about to collapse and they were so anxious.

Fang Shanshui: "What are you protecting? Is there any treasure in your cave?"

The little old man and the other weasels who were still struggling froze when they heard this.

The short old man hurriedly turned around, there was no silver 300 taels here and said: "Don't talk nonsense, what treasures can you have? The treasures are all with the ancestors. We are just maintaining the city's electricity in the old man's tree cave to prevent stampedes outside." Said that he was still looking at Fang Shanshui nervously, as if observing whether Fang Shanshui believed it or not.

These weasels really weren't very smart, they were caught by Fang Shanshui after a little probing.

Fang Shanshui said clearly: "It seems that there are really treasures."

The little old man retorted loudly with his face flushed: "Have you said everything! You human being, why can't you make sense?"

The little weasels around also interrupted one after another: "Yes, yes, if you say no, you don't have it. What about the trust between humans and demons? How can you not trust us?"

Fang Shanshui: ...

What the hell is the trust between humans and demons?

Before they could continue arguing about whether there were any treasures, suddenly, the zenith of the dungeon was scratched by a huge sharp knife, and the roof above was sliced ​​open like a piece of paper. After cutting a circle, The house above the dungeon was taken away like a model toy, and a huge red eye like a full moon was exposed above the dark sky.

"Ah! The monster is coming!" The weasels screamed loudly.

"Shut up, stop barking!"

The screaming weasels suddenly heard the familiar voice of their ancestors, and thought it was Fang Shanshui's shameless impersonation of their ancestors, but when they looked up, the ancestors were caught by the sharp knife that pierced the roof He hung upside down above the heads of the crowd, and under the light of the monster's huge red eyes, it showed a piece of red.

Fang Shanshui blinked: "Master?"

He found his apprentice, and when he heard his cry, the huge scary red eyes on his head narrowed slightly in satisfaction, and nodded.

"Boom! Kerala..."

The entire dungeon was shaken by the nodding of the figurine master, more than half of it collapsed, and the ground cracked.

Lying in the tree hole, the figurine of the master was also a little startled. Seeing that the apprentice was fine, he stopped innocently, acting as if I hadn't done anything.

As soon as Fang Shanshui stood firm, he found a green light emerging from the ground. The light came from the huge gap in the center of the dungeon. The light rose from the center of the earth and slowly rose up. Fang Shanshui saw it, and it seemed to be two seeds .

There are two seeds, one big and one small, one of which is very huge, and it seems to have countless root systems on it, which are connected in all directions, and is pinned down underground, while the small seed has no root system, so it floats up by itself.

Patriarch Huang Yun was surprised: "How did you do it? Why did you expose the tree god's heart!?"

When the short old man and the weasels heard this, they immediately knew that the person above was not a fake, but their real ancestor, and immediately felt wronged: "Old ancestor, don't blame us, it is the human who took away all the energy supplies. That's it, the nutrition of the tree god's heart has been cut off."

While speaking, the small floating seed suddenly floated towards Fang Shanshui's soul-absorbing bell. It was extremely fast, as if it wanted to rush into the core of the bell and continue to absorb the energy of the human souls that Fang Shanshui had taken away.

"jingle."

Fang Shanshui subconsciously reached out and grabbed the seed that almost got into the soul-destroying bell.

"Don't!" The little old man and the weasels screamed when they saw Fang Shanshui make a move, but it was too late.

Fang Shanshui frowned suddenly, and opened his hand holding the seed, only to find that the green seed seemed to have taken root, piercing into his palm, and just like that, it grew on his Yinshen. , actually constantly absorbing his energy.

Fang Shanshui: "What is this?"

"Trash! Trash!"

Patriarch Huang Yun was still waiting to yell at him, when he suddenly noticed that the red light on his body suddenly lit up, and when he looked up, he saw those big eyes staring at him unblinkingly, full of unkindness, as if he was saying that my apprentice asked you something , why don't you answer.

Patriarch Huang Yun's angry face changed in an instant, and he laughed as if crying: "Oh, this real Yangshen, this thing is the heart of the tree god. I rely on a tree god's heart to refine it. Out of this cave. This is a good thing. A Yangshen real person paid a large deposit, so I agreed to cultivate this tree god heart for him. Since this thing is so destined to your apprentice, then I will borrow flowers and present Buddha to you. , but your apprentice's morality is not enough, and you may not be able to absorb the heart of the tree god."

Tree God's Heart?

Can you eat?

The figurine master looked at the larger tree god heart in the center of the earth, and poked it with his nails that were as sharp as a sky knife, as if he wanted to dig out the seed in the ground.

Patriarch Huang Yun's face was really green now, and his voice was raised an octave: "Don't—!"

The little old man and other weasels in the ground were also scared, and when they saw the big knife being stabbed, they immediately wailed: "Sir, please stop! Let us go, we have old and young, and there are always thousands of people. You will make us homeless! God has the virtue of good life!"

"Master." Fang Shanshui called out, as if the hand-figured master was pulling peanuts out of the ground, he suddenly stopped.

Fang Shanshui looked at the weasels around him: "Will you enslave human souls again in the future?"

Patriarch Huang Yun and the short old man hadn't spoken yet, but the little weasels below were all dissatisfied and muttered one sentence to another in secret.

"There are so many human beings, if you pick one or two, there are still many."

"Humans like to peel our skin and eat our flesh. They are all villains. We have the ability, why can't we enslave them?"

"This world is too unfair!"

"Yeah yeah."

……

Fang Shanshui nodded: "You are all right, but I am a human being, and according to what you say, I have the ability, why can't I let your family be ruined, uproot your cave, rob it completely, and leave a piece of wool None left for you."

bully!

The small eyes of the weasels were shining with angry fire, and they stared at Fang Shanshui roundly, as if they were very angry at Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui: "So let's live together peacefully? What do you think?"

Patriarch Huang Yun immediately said: "Naturally, it is a peaceful coexistence! Don't listen to these cubs talking nonsense, my real man. This time it is because the person who asked us to help cultivate the tree god's heart is a human being, so we use human souls to provide energy to It is convenient for him to refine the tree god's heart. In the future, I will not do business with him, and I will not seduce human beings to enslave, don't worry!"

Patriarch Huang Yun had already spoken, and the little weasels could only swallow their desire for debate.

The figurine master fished Fang Shanshui out of the dungeon, and glanced at Huang Yun's ancestor. Huang Yun's patriarch felt cold all over, and was thrown out by the figurine master the next moment.

Patriarch Huang Yun wiped off his cold sweat, thinking that the monster was going to cross the river and tear down the bridge to eat him.

Fang Shanshui came out of the dungeon, and along the way, was gradually fished out by the master from the mustard seed illusion in the old man's tree cave.

The surrounding scenes changed, the bustling magical city and streetscape faded away, and there was an ordinary tree hole that was unimaginably large.

Fang Shanshui was carefully moved from the fingernails of the figurine master to the palm of his hand, but after leaving the mustard seed illusion, Fang Shanshui's yin spirit was rapidly growing, from the size of a little floating dust to the size of the palm of the figurine master. big.

The figurine master supported the ever-growing Fang Shanshui, and climbed out of the short tree hole. After a while, Fang Shanshui, which was as big as his palm, became half the size of his body, and then gradually surpassed his head, growing taller rapidly.

The blush eyes of the figurine master looked at Fang Shanshui, who had quickly returned to its original size. He rested his chin in regret and looked at his own little hand, as if he was missing the apprentice's ability to grasp it with one hand.

Fang Shanshui looked back at the huge banyan tree, reached out and lifted the figurine Master on the ground, and put it on his shoulder.

Seeing that Master looked a little disappointed, Fang Shanshui asked strangely, "What's wrong with Master?"

Looking at the current proportions of the two, the figure master held his chin, shook his head, and took out the

"Then let's go back. It's been a long time since we came out." Fang Shanshui said, and looked back at the huge banyan tree behind him. Looking at them, seeing Fang Shanshui turning his head, he immediately retracted his head, leaving a rustling sound.

Patriarch Huang Yun's voice came from nowhere.

"You two, after refining the seeds of the tree god's heart, you can plant a tree and maybe create a new mustard seed cave. It's just a pity that the tree seed took root on the little real person by chance. The refining of the gods and real people can probably refine a cave that is more solid than my old man's tree cave, and even turn the virtual into a real cave."

Fang Shanshui, who was about to leave, paused suddenly, and asked, "From emptiness to reality? Can you hold some real objects?" Could it be possible to dig out the master's body and put it inside?

Patriarch Huang Yun gave a "hmm", but said, "But now, what you need to worry about is whether this tree species will suck you dry."

After speaking, Patriarch Huang Yun's voice seemed to disappear.

When Fang Shanshui heard this, a bad feeling flashed in his heart. He looked at the tree seed that was still taking root and wriggling in his palm. The green tree seed seemed to be beating like a living heart. Every time it beat, it was like a leech. He opened his mouth wide, absorbing energy from Fang Shanshui's yin spirit, and there was already a faint sense of weakness in Fang Shanshui's yin spirit.

"Don't shake it, don't shake it, I'll just tell you how to cultivate it, and I guarantee that you will be able to grow the cave soon!"

Just as he was dazed, Fang Shanshui noticed that the hand-figured master on his shoulder had got into the tree hole again at some point to torture Huang Yun's family. The figure master was found out, and he could only educate him.

Fang Shanshui squatted down and waited for a while before the figure master who was half buried in the tree hole got up.

Fang Shanshui asked: "Master, what did it say?"

The red eyes of the figurine master looked at Fang Shanshui, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and his eyes drifted away.

Fang Shanshui was inexplicable, what happened to Master?Did Patriarch Huang Yun say something strange?

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After leaving the old man's tree cave, Fang Shanshui hurried back home.

After Fang Shanshui returned to his body, he felt a sudden pain in the palm of his hand. The seed that had just taken root in Yinshen seemed to break out from under the skin and spread from his soul to his body.

Just now in the state of Yin God, this tree species absorbed Fang Shanshui's soul power, and now it is rooted in the body, this tree species seems to be greedily absorbing his soul energy, even blood, the bulging root system has changed from just pure The green color of the body was stained with a slight red, as if the blood drawn from Fang Shanshui's body had been pumped into its pipes.

Fang Shanshui was watching with a frown, and suddenly stretched out a hand from nowhere, and grabbed Fang Shanshui's hand. Fang Shanshui was startled, and was about to throw him away, but saw the familiar long purple-black nails.

Fang Shanshui: "Master?"

At some point, the figurine master turned back to the size of his body, with long hair like running water. As he approached, Fang Shanshui's half body fell down. His snow-white side face and ruby-like eyes seemed to be watching intently. Holding the seed in his palm.

The master leaned slightly and blew into Fang Shanshui's palm.

Fang Shanshui's palms itch, at this moment, the beating tree species suddenly froze, as if frozen by something, and the greedy absorption also slowed down.

Fang Shanshui heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to thank Master for his help, when he suddenly saw Master bent down, his lowered face continued to approach his palm, and his thin lips, as red as blood, fell directly in the middle of his palm.

licked it.

Fang Shanshui suddenly felt a thunderbolt, quickly withdrew his hand, and stared at the master who was still holding his hand up.

The seed took root in Fang Shanshui's palm, and the root system seemed to go deep into the bone marrow, implicating the peripheral nerves of his whole body, and being licked by the master made his whole body numb.

The master turned his face slightly, his crimson eyes gleamed like jewels, and he looked at Fang Shanshui quietly.

Fang Shanshui seemed to see the always innocent appearance of the little figure master.

Fang Shanshui coughed twice: "Uh, master, what did that Huang Yun patriarch tell you? And how did you get bigger?"

Fang Yuanqing pointed to the seed in the palm of Fang Shanshui's back, and then looked up at Fang Shanshui.

When the eyes met, Fang Shanshui felt the meaning of the master. Patriarch Huang Yun asked the master to take a breath of true energy on the seeds in his palm from time to time, just blowing on the seeds, but the master just looked at the seeds in his hand and wanted to take a bite. .

Is it really?When I asked Master just now, why did Master blush?

Fang Shanshui was a little speechless, always feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, Jishen lying on top of Fang Shanshui's head moved and dropped from Fang Shanshui's forehead.

Fang Shanshui felt the movement, raised his eyes to look up, and met Master Jishen's eyes, the same crimson eyes, but a little smaller than the figurine of the master next to him, staring straight at himself, as if Say, what are you two doing behind my back.

Fang Shanshui: ...

Just as Master Jishen was looking at each other, at this moment, a hand stretched over his head, and Fang Shanshui saw that Master took Jishen lying on his head off and ruthlessly threw it aside.

Fang Shanshui hiccupped, it seemed that Master didn't like his body very much no matter how big or small he was.

The Jishen who was thrown out turned around in the air, hovered steadily and sat cross-legged in the void, patted his open mouth with his small hands, yawned, then floated back, crawled into Fang Shanshui's pocket, Lie flat honestly.