Chapter 777 Magical Leaves

Xiao Huang flew onto Fu Shiyi's shoulder, acting coquettishly and complaining. He called out "Zhizhizhizhi" several times. Fu Shiyi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened with a flash of light.

Fu Shiyi made a leap for life,

He gently landed on Xiao Shui and called the old man and sixth sister Mo Lan

"Xiao Shui, let's go, take me to the heart of the tower."

Heart of the Tower.

As the name suggests.

This is the center of the entire colorful pagoda.

Xiao Shui used the space shuttle skill twice in succession. After coming out of the crack, a white light flashed and he went into the spirit beast bag to rest.

"Xiao Huang, is this where you got injured?"

Fu Shiyi looked around suspiciously. It was a hundred miles away, empty and barren of grass. However, the remains of monster beasts were piled up on the ground a hundred feet high. The top layer of bones was still stained with blood that had not yet dried.

"Zhi Zhi Zhi"

Xiao Huang flew his wings.

Point to the central location,

Unlike the surrounding areas, there were no bones piled up there. From a distance, it looked like a deep well in this empty land.

Fu Shiyi sensed it carefully and found nothing unusual. She walked closer to the dry well. "Zhizhizhi" Xiao Huang suddenly became anxious. She flapped her wings and turned into a fighting state, stopping in front of Fu Shiyi. :

"What's so weird about that dry well of bones?"

Fu Shiyi asked Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang nodded desperately.

"Eleven, otherwise we'd better check the situation around here first."

The old man Fu Zixu pointed to the north of the dry well of bones:

"Look at that dragon bone. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a fifth-order quail dragon. And it seems that it has only been dead for less than a month. This colorful pagoda looks weird."

If it is unexpected.

The remains piled up here.

All.

That dry well as.

"Well, Grandpa, you're right, we'd better be careful."

Fu Shiyi took Xiao Huang, and after the group exited the hundred-mile radius, a touch of green came into view from the north. This touch of green gave people a sense of stability for the soul. When they got closer, they found that it was a leaf with strange veins, like Fu Shiyi, the old man, and Sixth Sister searched around for a Buddha statue with such leaves, and found three in total:

"Grandpa, do you know what kind of spiritual plant this leaf is?"

"Not really sure,"

The old man shook his head.

He put the leaf between his eyebrows, and after carefully sensing it, he patted the storage bag, and instantly a half-burned fourth-level Ningshen Incense appeared in his hand. He pinched it with his right hand, and the Ningshen Incense "popped" and spontaneously ignited.

White smoke curls up.

The leaf surrounding his brow.

The old man's frown suddenly relaxed, and his whole person became peaceful. Even the aura on his body became holy. In his mind, there was a milky white light condensing, and there seemed to be something vaguely hidden in the white light. But it doesn’t look real.

A small portion of the Ningshen Incense was burned out.

The vision is eliminated.

The leaf that the old man put between his eyebrows turned into little stars and disappeared.

The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and they seemed to be deeper than before. Obviously, he had just realized something: "This leaf... has extraordinary functions!!!"

The old man's eyes gleamed.

When Fu Shiyi heard this, he subconsciously sealed the leaf in his hand, fearing that its efficacy would be greatly reduced. Sixth Sister Mo Lan was a step late. After the two of them sealed the leaf, the old man was about to explain the effect of the leaf. Suddenly, the ground shook. Fu Eleven and the others suddenly turned around and looked at the dry well of remains!