Chapter 2043: Grand Master

Homer of Meichuan!

When speaking of this name, the tree spirit's pale face appeared extremely frightened, as if he was very afraid.

"What did he do to you?" Lu Yi asked.

"He planted a very evil magic circle under the root of the tree, watered it with blood for a long time, and wanted the fairy tea to mature quickly. As everyone knows, he will continue to make me die quickly by doing so, and the fairy tea will also become evil and cruel. , Lose the original aura." The tree spirit said: "The blade that attacked you just now is a ferocious expression of the fairy tea."

Lu Yi glanced at the root of the tree and asked, "Is it not dangerous if I get close now?"

"I can barely control it now, but it won't be long." Shu Ling replied.

Lu Yi nodded, walked quickly to the fairy tea tree, then opened the Sky Eye and looked at the root of the tree.

I saw six babies buried three feet below the roots of the tree. I don’t know what tactics the Meichuan layperson used. Although the six babies are dead, their eyes, nostrils, and mouths are overflowing with blood. Slowly flowed to the roots of the tree.

The roots of the tree gradually turn red after absorbing blood.

"I'll break the formation." Lu Yi finished speaking, holding the Xuanyuan sword, and was about to break the formation. At this time, Shu Ling shouted.

"Don't use brute force to break the formation, this will only be counterproductive." Shuling said: "If the six babies are dug away, the fairy tree will completely become a fierce tree, and I will die immediately."

"What do you do then?"

"There is only one way to break the formation, and that is to kill the Meichuan layman. When he dies, the formation will naturally disappear." Shu Ling said.

"Where is Lay Meichuan?" Zhan Tianxing asked.

"He is on the mountain." Shuling said: "There are a few thatched huts on the mountain. Generally, the householder Meichuan and his two younger brothers live there, and there are more than a dozen disciples under them."

Shu Ling continued: "However, I advise you not to go up the mountain. Lay Meichuan is very powerful, and ordinary people can't handle it."

"Do you know what cultivation level he is now?" Xu Qingyi asked.

"I don't know." Shu Ling said: "He used to come once a month, but in the past three years, he only came once a year. I don't know what he is doing."

Lu Yi looked up at Shenxian Tea. The green leaves exuded a brilliant light. Although the tea buds hadn't grown yet, the rich tea fragrance could still be smelled.

"Such a miraculous tea tree, if it becomes a fierce tree, it would be a pity." Lu Yi suddenly asked, "Can you survive the magic circle?"

"Difficult!" said the tree spirit: "Everything in the world has a spirit, but a tree spirit like me who has cultivated into a spiritual body is inherently incompatible with the world. After the magic circle is broken, there will be a catastrophe that will fall. Can you live? I don’t know yet."

"However, if you can help break the magic circle, I still hope you can help me. Even if I die, I don't want the fairy tea to become a fierce tree." The tree spirit voiced solemnly, pleading.

"I understand what you mean, and I am willing to help you, but whether you can survive in the end depends on yourself." Lu Yi said.

"Thank you." The tree thanked for inspiration.

"I have one more thing to ask you." Lu Yi asked, "have any strangers been on this mountain recently?"

"Stranger?" Tree Spirit frowned.

"To be precise, it's an old man. He should be injured. Have you seen it?"

Shu Ling shook his head and said: "I haven't seen it."

Lu Yi's heart sank. Didn't the Guardian come here?

"But there were fighting sounds on the mountain a few days ago, and it was fierce. Most of them came from outsiders." Shu Ling continued.

"Are you serious?" Lu Yi's eyes lit up.

The tree spirit nodded and said, "Jushi Meichuan personally shot that night. Although I didn't see him, he must have given off the powerful aura exuding from the mountain. Also, the two younger brothers of Jushi Meichuan went to sea. I don't know what I did."

"You said Mei Chuan Tianyi and Mei Chuan Nei are cool, they have been killed by me." Lu Yi smiled.

"Ah!" Shu Ling was shocked.

"You stay here and wait for our good news." Lu Yi turned around, confronted Tianxing and Xu Qingyi and said, "Let's go up the mountain."

"You have to be careful, that wicked man is terrible." The tree spirit shouted from behind.

The three went up the mountain quietly.

"It's amazing. It's the first time I have seen a tree spirit." Zhan Tianxing still feels a bit weird, and asks with a smile: "Since the tree is alive, the flowers and plants, even the magical medicine and the artifact, are they all? Spirited?"

"Did you not listen to the tree spirit first? Everything in the world has an aura. Anything that reaches a certain level will have an aura, and magical medicine and artifacts are no exception." At this point, Xu Qingyi glanced at Lu Yi and said: "Xuanyuan Swords also have sword spirits."

"Why didn't I feel the existence of sword spirit?" Lu Yi asked.

"Maybe the master's current cultivation base is too low to fully explode Xuanyuanjian's strength, maybe it is due to other reasons." Xu Qingyi said.

Zhan Tianxing raised the Big Xia Dragon Sparrow in his hand, and said, "I wonder if my sword will have a chance to give birth to a sword spirit in the future?"

"Don't think about it." Xu Qingyi despised: "Although your knife is extraordinary, after all, there is no magical talent, and it is impossible to have a spirit."

Zhan Tianxing was a little disappointed.

"Then what if we recast the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and add magical materials?" Lu Yi asked.

"Even if you have a divine talent, you need a master craftsman to make a divine tool." Xu Qingyi said: "The master has purple iron fairy gold in his hand. If you become a master craftsman in the future, you can ask him to help build the divine tool."

Lu Yi confronted Tian Xing and said, "When I meet a craftsman in the future, I will ask him to use Zitie Xianjin to forge a knife for you, exactly like the Great Xia Longque."

"Great, you brother didn't make friends in vain." Zhan Tianxing laughed.

"Don't be happy too early." Xu Qingyi said: "The ancestors said that if you want to refine artifacts, only a first-grade refiner can do it."

"What is Yipin?" Lu Yi asked.

"There are nine ranks of refining, the ninth rank is the most inferior, and the first rank is the highest. There are very few people in this profession, and the first rank is even rarer. The status of the first rank is even higher than that of ordinary saints. "Xu Qingyi said: "A divine material like Zitiexianjin, even if a first-grade refiner gets it in his hands, he may not be able to cast what he wants."

"It's over, it's out of play." Zhan Tianxing shouted.

"Don't be discouraged, maybe I will meet a powerful refiner in the cultivation world..." Lu Yi suddenly shut up and reminded them in a low voice: "Be careful."

"Several people, since they are here, why hide in hiding?" A soft male voice suddenly sounded.

The three of Lu Yi looked up and saw a man in front of them.

He is dressed in a gray gown, is seven feet tall, wears a turban on his head, and looks in his early forties. His face is a bit sickly pale, his eyebrows are narrow and he is holding a feather fan, and he shows the style of a great master.