"Buzz buzz!" The tree kept vibrating and making sounds, and it also absorbed a large amount of Mu Xuan spiritual energy, making it appear more energetic and distinctive. "Well, that's it."
"Hehehe, I think it should be it too."
"What, use its branches?" Hearing Guan Heng and Gu Sangnu's words, Mianmu Qinghuo was a little surprised and puzzled, and then said: "Looking at the fragile appearance of this tree, it seems to be only a few decades old. Use it Is it appropriate to create new spiritual roots for Thousand Years White Mianmu?"
"What we are looking for is the most suitable 'good material' for making spiritual roots. It has little to do with the age of the Baimian tree itself."
Guan Heng said lightly: "And as you saw just now, this tree absorbs Mu Xuan's spiritual energy the fastest, so it can also adapt to the spiritual root shaping process the fastest. There is absolutely no problem."
"Crack!" The next moment, Jumang Sword had already turned sharply in the air, and the sharp edge cut off a branch that was more than a foot long, and fell into Guan Heng's palm. He smiled and said: "Not bad, not bad, the spiritual energy is overflowing, and it can't be gathered together." It's a good thing, let's go."
While talking, Guan Heng brought Gu Sangnu and Mianmu Qinghuo to join everyone, and then found a clearing in the forest. Jumang Sword Spirit observed the surroundings, and then said: "This is it, transplant the Thousand-year-old White Mianmu here. Here, it should be able to quickly come back to life.”
"Well, that's what I think too." At this point, Guan Heng turned his head and said, "Bring the red-haired evil monster over."
"Come on, come on." The demonic mandrill grabbed the evil monster's neck and dragged him closer with a smile.
Guan Hengdao: "Now is the time for the final 'waste utilization'. Over the years, this beast has absorbed a large amount of white sleep wood aura, and a lot of it is still stored in its body. After realizing this, I did not kill him immediately." It..."
"I see, Master is so smart." Jumang Sword Spirit suddenly guessed Guan Heng's intention, and couldn't help but praise loudly: "You are planning to use the remaining spiritual energy in this guy's body as 'fertilizer' to help Qiantiao Bai Mianmu resurrect, right? Bar?"
"Hehehe, you are the only one who can guess this."
Guan Heng nodded with a smile, and then stepped on the ground with his foot, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh ours weeping weeping weeping weeping weeping weeping weeping us". The screaming monster kicked in, and then the soil fell quickly with the wind, burying this guy here alive.
Immediately afterwards, Jumang Sword Spirit walked forward holding the ball of spiritual energy, and then gently placed it in the pit, saying: "Bai Mianmu, my master - Guan Heng, as the inheritor of the wood god Jumang , now I am giving you a chance to live again, I hope you will take advantage of it and be able to bloom your life for the second time!"
"Hoo ho ho!"
The moment he finished speaking, several life tree species that were together with the aura of Bai Mianmu took the lead in emitting a strong aura, wrapping it up, and then slowly sank into the soil. Then, Guan Heng shook his hand and threw the branch, "Tsk!" The next moment, it stabbed the soil impartially.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Just after ten breaths, a small green seedling slowly broke out of the ground, wrapped around the surface of the branch, and then continued to grow into branches and buds, and then continued to grow taller...
By the time Qing Huang, Yuan Xin and the other sisters gathered to take a look, the white sleep tree had grown to more than ten feet tall and was getting thicker and more lush. Guan Heng said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, it is growing very well. If we continue like this, we will soon reach the height of a towering tree."
"Man, thank you and everyone present for the rescue..." Suddenly, a voice rang in everyone's ears. Guan Heng understood it immediately. He raised his voice and said, "Is it the wood spirit of the thousand-year-old Bai Mianmu? When he came out, See."
"Follow your orders." After hearing Guan Heng's words, the tree body suddenly swayed for a while, "Huh--" It was too late to say it. At that moment, a spiritual breath emerged quickly, and when it arrived in front of Guan Heng, it immediately turned into a The appearance of a middle-aged man in white robe.
"My savior, little one." After saying that, the middle-aged man in white robe bowed respectfully to Guan Heng and the girls.
"There's no need to be polite. Since we have the Mu Xuan aura, we have the responsibility to save the wood creatures." Gu Sangnu next to her said, "Besides, it's just a little effort."
"For Mr. Guan and Miss Gu Sang, it may be just a simple effort, but for me it is a rare second chance to be reborn. In any case, I have engraved your kindness in my heart and will never forget it."
After hearing this, Guan Heng just smiled: "Hehehe, okay, since you are fine, then we should also..."
"Master Guan, please wait a moment. Before you and everyone leave, I would like to give you some small gifts. Although they are not precious, they are still my thoughts."
As he spoke, Bai Mianmu's spiritual body lightly patted the tree beside him. With the sound of "swish", more than a hundred leaves fell from the tree. The middle-aged man in white robe muttered something, and then pointed at the ones flying in the air. Fallen leaves, let them combine and stick to each other, and they become exquisite objects in a blink of an eye.
"Hey, what is this? It's so beautiful." Ruotao reached out to catch one and asked with a smile.
"This is the 'White Sleeping Wood Leaf Sachet', which contains my spiritual energy and leaves."
The middle-aged man in white robe explained: "Wearing it on oneself can ward off all poisons and refresh the mind. The most important thing is that as long as some spiritual energy is input into the sachet, it can temporarily block the wearer's breath and interact with the surroundings. The grass and trees are assimilated, so even close enemies cannot detect the wearer's presence."
"Wow, doesn't that mean that wearing it means you can become invisible?"
Gu Sangnu was a little surprised when she heard this, and the middle-aged man in white robe smiled and said: "The sachet does have this kind of use, but it's not that mysterious, because it helps you hide your aura for only a moment. .”
"No, no, this moment will be of great use to us." Qing Huang's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said, "Thank you very much."
"Haha, these sachets are nothing to everyone's life-saving grace. They are just superficial words."
As soon as the white-robed middle-aged man said this, Mianmu Qinghuo, who was next to him, came over and said: "Brother Mu Ling, I plan to accompany Mr. Guan and the others to visit the ruins on this level. If you can help me, you can look after the house in the valley. , let’s have a good chat when I come back.”
"No problem, Brother Qinghuo, you can go ahead." The middle-aged man in white robe said with a smile, "Just let me take care of everything here. I also want to take a good rest in the forest."
…
In this way, Mianmu Qinghuo said goodbye to Mu Ling and set out on the road with Guan Heng and the others. As soon as they came out of the valley, Qian Xin asked, "Where should we go next?"
"Well, this place is not far from several spirit fire habitats that I know. We can visit them one by one."
