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The tide of ghost beasts subsided.

The alchemy furnace, which was roasted by the alchemy fire, slowly became silent.

Mr. Fu quickly closed the technique, and the alchemy fire from the alchemy furnace disappeared into his body. He turned his right hand, and a sealing talisman slapped into the alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace turned around, shrunk into a big palm, and fell into his hand, and the alchemy was As soon as the furnace was put away, Mr. Fu's feet flashed with inspiration, and the next moment he came to the big tree on the island. With a wave of his hand, the boxes in the hands of twenty foundation-building puppets all floated into the air and flew to Fu. The old man is here.

Mr. Fu made a hand gesture and murmured in his mouth.

The light in the eyes of the twenty foundation-building puppets slowly dimmed, turning into a black light and being put into storage bags.

Mr. Fu was taking care of the box carefully now.

But see.

In the box.

A total of twelve red Yin-petal Spirit Fruits were contained.

Mr. Fu's eyes flashed with joy.

He looked up at the giant tree in front of him.

If taken care of properly, this spiritual tree will have twelve vaginal petal spiritual fruits ripening again in nine hundred years.

He patted the storage bag without thinking, and with a flash of light, four formation flags flew into the sky and landed one by one on the four corners of the Yin Petal Spirit Tree.

He was seen holding the central formation disk, and a magic spell entered it. As the spell was sounded, four white auras slowly rose from the four corners of the spiritual tree, and quickly condensed into four powerful spiritual beasts with a height of a hundred feet.

A four-image moving spiritual formation was instantly completed.

The law changes.

The four spirit beasts "Dongdong Dongdong" began to take steps and walked towards the Yin Petal Spirit Tree in unison. The four spirits hugged the spirit tree, and then they shouted loudly in unison, and the big tree that took root on the island "boomed" "Long" trembled, and was uprooted bit by bit.

Mr. Fu nodded at the jade paste box that was hanging in front of him. Five rays of rays of light rose from the jade paste box and fell on the Yin Petal Spirit Tree. The spirit tree continued to shrink and was put into the jade paste box with a whoosh sound. Master Fu quickly put the prepared items into the jade paste box. Three forbidden talisman seals were slapped on the jade ointment box, and then with a wave of his hand, four formation flags flew up from the ground and were put back into the storage bag.

After everything is done.

He stuffed a Restoration Pill into his mouth and started refining it to replenish his true energy.

Half an hour later.

A sound broke through the air.

Then the white-faced scholar in white clothes landed in front of Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu had already gotten up when he heard the noise. He glanced at the slightly pale-faced scholar and respectfully presented the twelve boxes:

"Senior, here are the harvested Yin Petal Spirit Fruits. There are twelve of them in total. Please take a look."

"You're not greedy."

The white-faced scholar glanced at the Yin Flap Spirit Fruit in the box. Most monks would have feared that Juan Bao had fled when he saw him not returning. He pushed the two boxes to Mr. Fu as promised, and Mr. Fu was about to leave when he saw him. Immediately said:

"Senior, can you take this junior back?"

The words have not yet finished.

He immediately patted the storage bag.

Crash.

One hundred ghost coins were suspended in front of the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar glanced at Mingbi, then at Mr. Fu, and pondered for a while before saying: "If you want to leave with me, just wait for me here for ten days. After ten days, if I haven't returned to this island, you Then leave on your own."

Finished.

A white light flashed under the white-faced scholar's feet.

The whole person disappeared in place.

The formations deployed on the island were not removed.

Mr. Fu looked at the white light going away, patted the storage bag, and took out the alchemy furnace again. After summoning the elixir fire, Mr. Fu let the elixir fire independently refine the blue firebird while he sat cross-legged and meditated. Start refining the strange fire that was swallowed up by the virtual spirit fire.

With his cultivation level, the first-order underworld ship could not return safely at all, so Mr. Fu still chose to wait for the return of the white-faced scholar.