The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, Henghua took his maids and guards to the back mountain secretly.
Panlong Island is as powerful as an entrenched dragon. The dragon head is in the middle, which is where the Dragon Head Peak is located. The two claws are the front door. Together with the dragon head, dragon beads and dragon heart, they form the Panlong Pavilion building complex, occupying the front and middle part of the island.
Langhuan Pavilion is located at the rear of the Panlong Pavilion building complex, at the place of Kanyuan. Two hills further back from Langhuan Pavilion, you will reach the "Hidden Cloud Forest Sea" at the tail of the dragon, which is also known as the "back mountain".
After passing Jianlong Peak, the terrain of the back mountain gradually becomes gentle, and the hills are covered with green dense forests.
The three of them carefully avoided the patrol and came to Nanmu Forest. Nowadays, there are not many trees left in the forest that are more than 300 years old. Ancient trees over five hundred years old are even rarer.
The target chosen by Henghua can be said to be the "King of Trees" in this nanmu forest.
But here, someone took the lead.
The shadows in the forest danced, and the moonlight shone down, bringing with it a different kind of tranquility. A middle-aged man wearing a blue scholar's robe stood in front of King Nanmu and was casting a spell.
Henghua gestured slightly, and Hengshou stepped forward with a candle and lantern.
When the candlelight illuminated the man's figure, Henghua was stunned and said, "Uncle Nineteen, why are you here?"
The Fu family's three halls and eighteen branches, in addition to the small ordering of each branch, there is also a large ordering of the whole family.
Fu Heyi was born in Baiyu Hall, and in the ranking of the Fu family, he was Fu Henghua's uncle, number nineteen. He and Fu Beidou, the golden elixir great monk who was called "Uncle Seventeen" by Henghua and Xiangfeng, were the same mother.
"It's Henghua."
Fu He turned around and saw Fu Henghua coming with two servants. He greeted with a smile: "Why are you such a bookworm reluctant to leave the library?"
"The moonlight is nice tonight, let's go out for a walk. Uncle Nineteen, when did you come to Panlong Island?"
"I came here a few days ago to deliver something to my second sister-in-law."
Henghua glanced at Xiaoyu beside him.
Xiaoyu clasped his hands together as if begging for mercy.
Hengshou was withdrawn and taciturn, while Henghua never left Langhuan Hall. Xiao Yu is responsible for inquiring about information from outside. But Xiaoyu has been busy these days and has no idea that Fuhe will come to the island.
I was giving something to my second aunt, could it be those gold threads...
Henghua was thinking when he suddenly saw the formation arranged under the tree.
"Uncle Nineteen, this is the 'Rejuvenation and Spirit Ascension Array'. What do you want to do when you arrange it here? Upgrade the quality of the tree heart?"
"Yes, this tree will be able to produce a first-grade treasure wood in three years. I would like to mention the time and improve the quality at the same time."
Ordinary trees have gone through time. When felling trees, secret techniques must be used to gather the spiritual energy in one point and take the heart of the tree as treasure wood. The birth of a precious tree means the death of a tree.
"Uncle Nineteen wants first-grade 'Golden Nanbaomu'?"
Henghua thought about it and felt something was wrong.
First-grade treasure wood is nothing but a material for weapon refining and elixir refining by monks in the ninth level and third realm. If Henghua was not restricted and the clan did not allow the exchange of materials in this area, he would not have to worry at all.
"Isn't this nanmu suitable for making flying sword tools? Is it for making firewood? First-grade treasure wood is used for firewood. Could it be that Uncle Seventeen wants to open a furnace to refine swords?"
"It's for making a coffin." Fu Heyi said as he took out the white jade bottle and sprinkled the spiritual liquid on the roots of the tree.
From bottom to top, little green rays of light fly out from the old nan tree, and the crown becomes increasingly green.
After a cup of tea, spiritual energy filled the whole body of the big tree, and it already had the quality of a first-grade precious wood.
"Three Mysterious Spiritual Waters?"
"Hundred Wood Spiritual Mirror" records that this kind of spiritual water is made from the wind, the essence of the earth, and the sun and the moon, and can improve the quality of low-quality treasure wood.
"Yes. It's Sanxuan Shui. And it was made by my brother himself."
Fu Beidou?
Henghua pondered the question: "How can the Sanxuan Water that Uncle Seventeen personally mixed be used on a mere nanmu? Isn't this water enough to enlighten the spiritual wood?"
This water doesn't need to go to the forest farm over at Baiyutang, but to Panlong Island. What's this for?
Take the initiative to show your kindness? Or declare Baiyutang's sovereignty over Panlong Island?
Fu Henghua turned around with various thoughts.
"It's about cultivating spirit trees. My brother's intention is to give birth to a spirit tree heart as much as possible. After all..."
Fuhe looked at Henghua, thought for a while, and felt that this was an opportunity to show his goodwill.
"This is to make a birthday coffin for Uncle Danwei."
Suddenly, Henghua's expression changed.
"Birthday coffin? Grandfather's birthday coffin should be made of nanmu?"
"right."
When Fuhe saw Henghua's change of expression, he thought to himself: This guy has a special status. Even if our family takes over Panlong Island, he will still manage the Langhuan Pavilion. In the future, Henghua’s help will be indispensable for my family’s juniors’ calculations. It's better to sell it to him and show our Baiyutang's kindness.
So, Fuhe smiled and said: "This nanmu forest was planted by Uncle Danwei after he landed on the island. He was nostalgic and said that this batch of nanmu had commemorative significance and planned to turn it into a longevity coffin."
"But in this nanmu forest, the oldest one is only six hundred years old. My brother thinks that Baomu is not worthy of Uncle Danwei's status, so he specially ordered me to upgrade. Uncle Danwei is our family's great golden elixir monk, no matter what, he wants to Make a wooden coffin."
After hearing Fu Heyi's words, Xiaoyu thought to himself: Beidou Sword Immortal is indeed as moral as the rumors. If he takes Bai Yutang as his master, even if the young master cannot save the old master's life, he will not be too sad in the future.
But looking at Fu Henghua again, he had a gloomy face and cold eyes, staring at Fu Heyi.
"I didn't know Uncle Seventeen was so troubled by the old man's coffin. It was our negligence to specially ask Uncle Nineteen to come over and upgrade the quality of the nanmu."
Hearing his young master's words, Xiaoyu felt a chill in his heart.
The last time the young master behaved like this was when Wei Xingyu came to pick a fight.
Fuhe didn't notice Henghua's anger and continued to smile: "Haha... It's okay, it's okay, we are all a family. Uncle Danwei didn't live long, but after all, he devoted his life to our family. We can't let the old man go. Too shabby.”
Ten years of life, in the eyes of ordinary people, is half a foot in the earth, and it is time to prepare for the funeral.
"By the way, let other clan members see Bai Yutang's good intentions?" Henghua sneered, "Showing his kindness to our family?"
Bai Yutang did not want the old man to be buried lightly, so he specially sent Sanxuan Lingshui to upgrade the quality of the treasure wood.
As long as this nanmu is upgraded to the first grade, or even to the level of an inferior spiritual tree. When such a coffin is taken out, others will only praise Beidou for his generosity and respect for his elders.
However, Henghua knew in his heart that the longevity tree chosen by his old man was the Panlong spiritual tree that suppressed Panlong Island's luck.
"Hundred Woods Lingjian" records: Panlong wood, a genus of spiritual trees, is born in the dragon vein spiritual cave, inherits the wind and Ze Qi, calms the Qi and Feng Shui. When it is first born, the color of the wood is bright yellow and the skin is like snake scales. After three hundred years, the color of the wood turned to gold, making it a second-grade inferior spiritual wood. Five hundred years later, the golden scales formed like a dragon, making it a lower-grade spiritual tree. After another five hundred years, the dragon will be in the shape of flying into the sky, and it will be of the third grade. "
The Panlong Wood at the core of the spiritual roots of Panlong Island was grown five hundred years ago, but now it can cut down lower-grade spiritual trees.
Twenty years ago, when the great elder came to visit, Henghua was there to serve the elder. I once heard my old man and the eldest elder chatting and laughing at themselves: "Third uncle, there is no need to worry. Thirty years later, my nephew will close his eyes and put it in the Panlong coffin. Buried together with his father and mother, this life can be considered No regrets.”
Use a low-grade third-grade spiritual wood to replace the old man's longevity coffin with a low-grade first-grade spiritual wood?
When Fuhe heard Henghua's tone, he felt something was wrong.
Then, Henghua's tone became a little softer: "Uncle Nineteen, I remember that my grandfather's coffin was planned to be made of dragon wood."
Fu He smiled and said: "How is that possible? The Panlong Spirit Tree is the luck tree that suppresses Panlong Island. Even if the spirit tree breaks off its branches and does not hurt lives, it will take hundreds of years to restore the spirit branches."
The biggest difference between spiritual wood and ordinary wood lies in the materials used for production. There is no need to force the soul to extract the core of the spiritual wood. Just break off a branch and it will be the material of the spiritual wood. However, breaking branches and harvesting materials will also damage the vitality, which will take a long time to repair.
"Uncle Nineteen, do you think I am a three-year-old?"
Why is there a jade ax used for logging in the Langhuan Hall warehouse? That's where the old man is going to chop the Panlong wood.
Twenty years ago, Henghua listened to the words of the great elder and his grandfather and directly interrupted his grandfather's depressing words. He took the jade ax back to his warehouse and promised to extend his grandfather's life, and gave up the idea of making a coffin.
Unexpectedly, Bai Yutang has already started preparing for the old man’s funeral?
You are not allowed to use Panlong wood!
Also, if the old man is not here in a few years, Bai Yutang will take over Panlong Island. The Panlong Spirit Wood fell into their hands, and of course they were reluctant to part with it.
Thinking again about Fu Heyi's words just now, Henghua's voice was filled with anger: "Second aunt has been making treasure clothes recently. Is she preparing a shroud for the old man instead of just a few of us? Uncle Nineteen is here. It's Uncle Seventeen." You mean, you want to help my grandfather prepare for his funeral?"
Shouting coffin and shroud, looking back, Bai Yutang will personally take over the funeral of his grandfather. At the funeral, Zhengda Guangming announced to other tribesmen that Baiyutang had settled on Panlong Island, and would they drive out the direct descendants of Baihuangtang?
"Henghua, Henghua, don't get angry. These are all matters discussed by the adults. You juniors should not pay attention to it. Don't worry, Uncle Danwei will personally agree to it, and no one will force him to do it."
Is this still necessary?
The Seventeenth Uncle is in the limelight. He cultivated the golden elixir at the age of 300. He is only 500 years old now. He can be in charge of the Fu family for thousands of years in the future. The old man feels that he only has ten years left to live, so for the sake of our descendants, I can only accept your suggestions.
Fu Henghua's eyes flickered: Our Baihuangtang is weak, and the great elder at Xugutang only has one or two hundred years left to live. In the future of the Fu family, Uncle Seventeen will be the talker.
Thinking about it again, even the Panlong Wood is not allowed to be used by the old man now. So I'm afraid the old man's burial shroud, the Five Spirit Cloud Clothes with spiritual weapon specifications, won't be able to be used.
That set of Yunshang has extremely strong defensive power and is most suitable for swordsmen like Uncle Seventeen to defend themselves.
"Xiaoyu, Lingbo Hongguang Curse."
"Hengshou, wear the iron lotus."
Hengshou and Xiaoyu heard the order and took action immediately.
When Fuhe saw Henghua's maid swinging her fragrant sleeves and the white light clouds floating over the nanmu forest, he was shocked: "Henghua, what are you going to do!"
Hengshou put on his finger and looked like a tiger or a wolf, and instantly rushed to Fu Heyi.
Seeing Zhihu shining with lightning and feeling Hengshou's foundation-building power as thick as a mountain, Fuhe's expression changed and he quickly retreated.
He majored in formations and had weak melee combat abilities. Faced with Hengshou, who specialized in physical skills and killing, he decisively chose to give in.
"Henghua, are you going to take action against Uncle Nineteen?"
Secretly holding the three formation flags, Fu Heyi pretended to be relaxed and said: "If you want to compete with Uncle Nineteen, let's go to the martial arts field now. Don't let-"
The three formation flags quickly rose and turned into a green light formation to block Hengshou's fist.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze quickly penetrated into the body from behind.
Fuhe Yiyi had no time to resist, as the Changchun True Essence in his body divided into hundreds of channels, sealing the acupoints one by one.
"My nephew is not good at fighting, and my uncle is not an expert in fighting. Should we go to the martial arts field and let others laugh?"
"you--"
Fuhe looked at Henghua with wide eyes.
Just one move to confine his own magic power?
"Don't look at my nephew like that. Have you forgotten? I should help you deduce your skills. The routes of your skills and even the flaws in the cover are like candles in the night, they are too conspicuous in my nephew's eyes."
Henghua is a giant in thought and a dwarf in action.
He can clearly see the flaws in his opponent, but he does not have the corresponding ability to hit the flaw door.
But with the help of Hengshou and Xiaoyu, he could take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack and easily deal with beings of the same level.
Plop!
Fuhe fell to the ground, unable to move because his acupoints were closed.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Squatting down, Heng Hua gently patted the dirt off his body: "Okay, don't be angry. Just rest for now. I'll make amends to you later when I have time."
Looking at the Nanshu tree in front of him, whose aura was getting stronger and stronger, Henghua said lightly: "Uncle Seventeen sent me this great gift, and my nephew happily accepted it. In the future, he will naturally not forget his share when deducing the technique. But. Regarding my old man’s death, I don’t need Uncle Seventeen to worry about it.”
Henghua spit out magic power from his palm and sealed Fu Heyi's Niwan Palace, causing him to fall into a coma.
"Xiao Yu, go to Uncle Nineteen's residence and put up a sign for him to practice in seclusion. Don't let anyone come and disturb him."
Xiaoyu stared at the unconscious Fu Heyi on the ground: "Master, do you plan to hide it?"
"Panlong Island, the Fu family's place, could I dare to kill people?"
When Henghua spoke, he looked far away in the direction of Longshou Peak.
It was also because the old man had a decadent mentality these past few years that he was too lazy to pay attention. In previous years, Grandfather's consciousness would have enveloped Panlong Island. As soon as he made a move here, the old man would notice it.
"Uncle Nineteenth can't be killed, nor can I let him go. I can't handle it if I mess with Uncle Seventeenth. So I'll keep him under house arrest for now, and I won't worry about it until I rebuild."
Xiaoyu responded and hurried to Fu Heyi's courtyard.
Henghua picked up the formation flags and Sanxuan Lingshui scattered on the ground and continued to upgrade the nanmu.
"Hengshou, don't stand still, get ready to chop down the tree."
Hengshou held the jade ax and hesitated: "Master, do you really want to offend Master Nineteenth? If things get serious, the old master will not be able to protect you."
Fu Heyi was Fu Beidou's younger brother, and ten years later, Bai Yutang settled on Panlong Island. If you're on someone else's territory, don't you have to be criticized everywhere?
"You talk a lot today."
Hengshou was helpless and silently thought, I can't really watch something happen to you, right?
If it weren't for this tree, you would attack Master Nineteen. If there was a private fight within the clan, the old master would also punish you. After the punishment, Baiyutang will not give up.
"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. The old man is really desperate right now, and we must give him some hope before we move on."
He was willing to give up even the wood of his coffin.
When had the old man ever wronged himself so much?
After all, isn't it for the sake of these useless children and grandchildren?
Thinking about the old man's various matchmaking efforts in the past few years, Henghua is not a fool who really doesn't understand anything.
Each and every one of these things is paving the way for future generations.
Think back to Wei Xingyu who came to play ten years ago. Henghua suddenly felt that he was a little sorry for the old man's grievance by letting him die just once.
Based on the old man's violent temper and being bullied, how angry should he feel?
How should I hold back my anger when I see myself losing to Wei Xingyu?
Although he lost on purpose, the old man didn’t know.
"The Wei family dares to bully the old man who is about to end his life and come to show off his power. He is courting, no, just in the past few years. I instigated the four families to join forces. No matter what, I have to bring the clan members to his house to cause trouble and destroy his family ancestors. The memorial tablet on the ground was moved to the old man to vent his anger."
