Chapter 812: Ripening Spiritual Wood

Ye Chunyang was deeply shocked that there was a Heavenly Fire Wood in Juxing Manor, and a trace of ecstasy rose in his heart.

However, seeing the old man's vague expression, he couldn't help but frown.

"There is indeed a Heavenly Fire Wood in the manor, but for some special reasons, I don't know if it still meets the requirements of my uncle master." The old man hesitated and said so.

"Special reasons? What's going on?" Ye Chunyang's face flashed with suspicion.

The old man's expression flickered, and after a moment of silence, he said: "This matter is more complicated, and I can't explain it clearly for the time being. Why don't I take my uncle master to see it in person?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the old man, his eyes narrowed slightly, but then nodded as if nothing had happened: "Okay, you lead the way. If you really have the Heavenly Fire Wood in your hand, I will not treat you unfairly."

This old man's cultivation level is just a foundation-building period. In Ye Chunyang's eyes, he is like an ant, and I don't think the other party dares to deceive him.

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed in front of him to lead the way: "Master uncle, please."

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, and stood up and followed the old man out of the quiet room.

It was late at night, and there were lights flickering in Juxing Manor from time to time, but Ye Chunyang didn't find Su Qin's breath, thinking that this woman had already returned to Feixianmen to report the news.

Ye Chunyang didn't care about this, and soon followed the old man to a back mountain of Juxing Manor after twists and turns. At this time, it was far away from the manor, and the surroundings were pitch black without any light. However, after leading Ye Chunyang to this place, the old man took out the formation flags, formation plates and other magic tools, and then raised his hand and threw them. There was a rumbling sound in front of him, and a stone door slowly opened.

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows and found that behind the stone door was a long and narrow cave, with spiritual energy emanating from it, which seemed to be a place for treasures.

It really surprised him that Juxing Manor could have such a place.

"This is the secret cave opened by our ancestors when they founded Juxing Manor. Apart from the elders of all generations, only the owner of Juxing Manor knows about it. My uncle is now the first elder of my sect. I have long wanted to explain this to my uncle, but I have never had the chance." The old man seemed to see Ye Chunyang's surprise, and he smiled and explained.

Ye Chunyang nodded suddenly. Judging from the secrecy of this cave, Juxing Manor should be more than just an intelligence base of Feixian Sect. However, he was not very interested in this. He only cared whether there was really a Tianhuo wood here as the old man said.

"Uncle, please follow me." The old man waved his hand and walked into the passage first.

Ye Chunyang did not hesitate and followed him with his hands behind his back.

The passage of the cave was not long, and fluorescent stones were inlaid on both sides. After entering, it did not feel dark. But what surprised Ye Chunyang was that this place was actually spiral downward, with secret compartments on both sides, in which various scrolls and jade slips were stored, containing various information.

This layout is somewhat similar to the intelligence secret room in Li Buzheng's gang.

Just as Ye Chunyang was secretly looking around, the old man pressed a mechanism on the stone wall, and there was a loud buzzing sound, and a stone room opened in front of him.

When the stone door opened, Ye Chunyang's eyes could not help but shrink, staring at one of the objects, showing surprise and surprise.

"Master uncle, this is the Tianhuo wood that the manor got many years ago, but now..." The old man pointed to a potted plant in the stone room, in which grew a small red tree, without branches or leaves, standing upright there, about an inch high.

But just as Ye Chunyang approached the tree, the Xu Ding in the golden elixir suddenly felt a sense of restlessness, and the flying sword in the body seemed to resonate, conveying a sense of joy to him.

"It is indeed the Tianhuo wood!"

Ye Chunyang was surprised.

But when he took a closer look, his expression became a little surprised.

Although the Sky Fire Wood in front of him was the same as the one he got in the Spiritual Heaven Realm, and it exuded a very yang and fierce aura, it was intermittent, as if it would dissipate at any time, and it seemed extremely weak.

"So this wood is going to wither?" Ye Chunyang's eyebrows gathered slightly, the spiritual energy of this wood was dim, and it was obviously withered.

The Sky Fire Wood obtained in the ruins of the Ten Thousand Fire Gate in the Spiritual Heaven Realm was sealed by a secret method, while the wood in front of him absorbed spiritual energy to grow. Although the two are the same, they are essentially different. The Sky Fire Wood sealed by a secret method can maintain its spirituality, while the latter needs constant care to maintain it. Obviously, the spiritual energy here is too thin to make this wood grow.

"Yes, when my uncle mentioned the Sky Fire Wood during the day, I wanted to explain it to my uncle, but after thinking about it, I realized that the Sky Fire Wood was almost withered and most of it was no longer useful, so I didn't say much." The old man nodded and said hesitantly.

Ye Chunyang pondered in silence.

However, after sweeping over the Heavenly Fire Wood, he suddenly smiled. The wood had indeed withered. If others came here, they could only sigh in despair. But for him, there was a way. At present, the wood still had some vitality. As long as it was watered with a spirit spoon, it could be restored. Moreover, the wood was only withered, but its spiritual energy was not cut off. Cultivating it with a spirit spoon could increase its spirituality, which was enough to refine a complete set of flying swords.

After thinking about it, Ye Chunyang was not annoyed by the withering of the wood, but was overjoyed.

The old man next to him saw that he was silent and did not say a word. He could not help but look suspicious, but did not dare to interrupt him. It was not until half a moment later that Ye Chunyang turned his head to look at him, and his heart was condensed.

"Although this tree has withered, it is of some use to me. You have done well this time, so I will give you some rewards!" Ye Chunyang calmly flicked his fingers, and a white light fell in front of the old man, "I see Your cultivation has also reached the bottleneck in the late stage of foundation building. This bottle of elixir will help you to understand the vitality of the world and increase your chances of cultivating mana. "

The old man was surprised at first, and then overjoyed. He quickly took the elixir and accepted it carefully, thanking Ye Chunyang non-stop.

Ye Chunyang nodded lightly, glanced at the withered Skyfire tree again, pursed the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and the tree turned into aura and disappeared.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's unpredictable magical powers, the old man couldn't hide the look of shock on his face.

In fact, how does he know that this tree was actually transplanted into the space jade gourd by Ye Chunyang?

After collecting the wood, Ye Chunyang turned around and left the place without saying much, not showing the slightest interest in other things in the cave.

The old man opened his mouth, his expression flashed slightly, but he didn't say much. He touched the bottle of elixir in his sleeve and followed him out of the cave in ecstasy.

Ye Chunyang returned to his quiet room without stopping, closed the door and waved a few formation flags, and the surrounding area was immediately covered by forbidden laws. Then he took out the withered Skyfire tree from the jade gourd.

Then he patted the jade gourd, the silver light flashed in his hand, and the mysterious spiritual spoon appeared.

Staring at the Heavenly Fire Wood for a moment, and then at the Spiritual Spoon in his hand, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with deep thoughts. Although he had no doubts about the magical effect of the Spiritual Spoon in accelerating ripening, the Heavenly Firewood had reached the point where it had run out of oil. There is not much certainty that it can be resurrected.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Chunyang placed the Heavenly Fire Wood, then took a ladle of water, poured mana into the spiritual ladle, and carefully poured water on the wood.

The vitality of fire and wood was already very weak at this day, and Ye Chunyang did not dare to act too hastily, lest it would be counterproductive, and then it would reverse the growth.

What surprised him was that when the clear water infused with spirituality fell, the sky fire wood suddenly glowed with a little luster. The originally weak spiritual energy gradually grew, and the dim rainbow light all over the body gradually became brighter, and it looked obviously full of life. .

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but smile. As he had guessed, the Sky Fire Wood could indeed regain its spirituality under the influence of the Spirit Spoon. At this rate of recovery, the wood would be mature in less than half a month. Cultivation of the Great Thousand Sword Formation is just around the corner.

"There are still more than a month before the life and death battle in Feng Lingque, which is enough time to refine the sword formation."

Ye Chunyang thought thoughtfully.

The next thing is simple. Ye Chunyang ripens the Sky Fire Wood in this quiet room every day. As time goes by, the spirituality of this wood is gradually restored, and it has grown from many inches tall to ten feet tall. , the ripening effect is very impressive.

During this period of time, with this quiet room as the center, everything within a radius of several miles was designated as a forbidden area. However, it was very quiet for half a month, and there was no abnormality. This made the disciples in Juxing Manor suspicious. extremely.

But everyone knows that the person in retreat in this quiet room is a big shot in the door, and they dare not approach him easily.

After more than ten days like this, Ye Chunyang stopped cultivating the Heavenly Fire Wood. At this time, he was sitting in front of the wood and carefully measuring it. After a moment, he waved his sword with both fingers and gently took off a piece and threw it into the Holy Tree. The purple gold sacred fire was sacrificed in the pattern tripod and began to smelt.

At this time, the Tianhuo wood was enough to refine twenty-seven flying swords, but Ye Chunyang did not completely remove it, but left the rhizomes to be cultivated in the future. The Great Thousand Sword Formation is divided into three levels. The final Great Thousand Sword requires 81 sword essences. The Heavenly Fire Wood is a hard-to-find thing in the world. Ye Chunyang will definitely not kill the chicken to obtain the egg.

Having had the experience of refining the essence of his natal sword, Ye Chunyang was already familiar with refining flying swords at this moment. With the help of spiritual objects such as the Holy Pattern Cauldron, he had already refined six or seven Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords in a few days. Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel happy with this progress, and became more motivated to practice.

While he was practicing sword formation in seclusion, tens of thousands of miles away in the desert of the Western Regions, the great elder of the barbarian tribe named Mu and the young man in silver shirt named Wen Shu were gathered in the barbarian temple. , seeming to be discussing something with each other.

Opposite them was the blue-robed man of the Yan tribe with the surname Baili, and beside him were two stout middle-aged men, both of whom were great monks in the late stage of pill formation.

"Brother Mu, are you ready for the gambling battle with the various factions in Dongzhou?" The man in blue robe glanced at the elder Mu in front of him and asked in a faint tone.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Baili, everything has been prepared, just waiting for the noble elders to gather here."

The old man surnamed Mu chuckled, with a strange look on his face.