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Chapter 712 Wang Baiqiang wakes up from the crooked fairy grass

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    Wuzhi Island, where Fengzhen is located, is already in a secret realm, and it is a secret realm that needs other secret realms as a springboard to enter.

    Now it is collapsing from the deepest point, and it is collapsing towards the inside. Under such a mighty force, no one can stop it and can only avoid it.

    Qin Yang, Heiying, and Hailong have all returned to the Dead Sea, but Wuzhidao, which has already had a chain reaction, is still undergoing changes that no one can predict.

    The impenetrable island began to crumble, and the weak creatures hidden in Five Fingers Island, no matter whether they were intelligent or not, had already sensed the coming of the natural disaster.

    The poisonous insects began to fly towards the outside of the island. In the solid black stone, along with the cracks, there were also dark red vegetation, with dense roots as their feet, struggling to escape.

    In Wuzhidao, a stone sculpture that had lost its strength twisted its head with difficulty. The sky lantern soul fire that had been extinguished in his mouth lit up again, and a group of faint blue flames fell down and circled in midair.  for two laps.

    Began to walk quickly in the channel, and as the island collapsed, those stone sculptures also began to fall from the stone wall. This group of faint blue sky lantern soul fire quickly walked among the statues.

    It drilled into every statue that had not yet extinguished the soul fire of the sky lantern, absorbed those soul fires, and the faint blue soul fire also began to change slowly, the color of the inner flame became darker and darker, turning into a deep  dark blue, but the outer flame slowly turned into white.

    The will-o'-the-wisp dragged a blue light with its tail, and it was moving faster and faster. At this moment, only a slowly dissipating blue trail remained in the air.

    In just a few tens of breaths, the ghost fire has visited all the statues that are still burning with the soul fire of the sky lantern.

    When it was about to leave here, when it passed a statue that had fallen to the ground and lost its power, the roaring statue lowered its head, and gray-black flames began to ignite in its eyes, and a wave of resentment followed.  .

    When the will-o'-the-wisp, which was blue on the inside and white on the outside, roared past, the stone sculpture suddenly stretched out its hand and grabbed the flame.

    The flame made a circle in an instant, bypassing the stone sculpture steaming with resentment, and flew out of Wuzhidao without stopping for a moment, circled around, and rushed out chasing the usual path of entry and exit of the ghost thief.

    And from the statue behind, a cloud of black air drilled out, turning into a cloud of black oil smoking with black smoke, with ferocious and resentful faces constantly appearing on it, and then sinking into the black oil, and then again.  Distinct faces emerged.

    Black oil was emitting black smoke, and rushed out after the will-o'-the-wisp.

    But when this cloud of black oil rushed out of the range of Wuzhi Island, thunder billowed in the cracks in the sky, and suddenly exploded. Lightning beams shone in the cracks, as if they were about to rush down, but they were caught by the secret realm that was about to collapse.  lead to another place.

    The ever-changing faces rolling on the black oil suddenly became more numerous. After rolling for a while, the black oil slowly retreated to Wuzhidao.

    Wuzhidao began to collapse inwards, not far from Wuzhidao, near the sacred tree rooted in the sea, there began to be tribulation thunder floating.

    The tribulation thunder attracted by the black oil was attracted by a bigger target.

    The thunderstorms converged into a continuously moving and shining band of light, and hit the sacred tree. Basically, only the main trunk of the sacred tree remained. As the thunderstorm fell, it gradually became scorched black, and its figure began to shrink continuously.

    As the sacred tree shrunk in size and slowly flew up from the sea, at the root of the sacred tree, the unicorn fairy that had never appeared appeared here.

    It propped up the sacred tree, flew up slowly, leaned on the sacred tree to attract Jielei, it flew up against the sacred tree, and got into a huge crack with spiritual energy hanging down.

    The upper end of the sacred tree slowly disappeared into the sky full of cracks. When most of the sacred tree was gone, most of the collapsed Five Fingers Island, black smoke and black oil, rushed straight up.

    ? I found a crack where Qin Yang used to hide, and got in along the crack.

    The unicorn fairy saw it, but there was nothing it could do. It let out a low growl in rage, continued to press against the sacred tree, and left the secret realm from the sky.

    There have always been two paths to reach the secret place where Wuzhidao is located.

    The entrance of the first path is from the Dead Sea, using each special secret place as a springboard to arrive here, which is definitely a place that can be reached.

    ? If a big world is a huge tree, every path leading to a secret realm is a branch, and the secret realm itself is a leaf.

    Arriving at Wuzhi Island from the Dead Sea means coming to a branch from the main trunk, and then from this branch to the branch of the branch. After several times, you can reach Wuzhi Island.??There is no other way, if I am too strong, it will not be a good thing for now.  "

    Seeing that Qin Yang had no intention of giving up, Soi Ying quickly changed the subject.

    "Cough, don't you want to know about that sacred tree? It's okay to tell you, that sacred tree is what you call a fairy grass."

    "Fairy Grass!" Qin Yang held his breath, clutched his chest, and sat back.

    If there is anything that can shock Qin Yang now, celestial grass is definitely one of them.

    I have heard too much about the fairy grass. No matter which era the records are, without exception, they are all boasting about the fairy grass.

    Now a plant of fairy grass passed by him, and as the secret realm collapsed, even if the sacred tree was not destroyed, it would probably drift into the endless void, never to be found again.

    "Don't get excited, it's true to say it's fairy grass, but it's actually a crooked fairy grass, otherwise, what kind of sacred tree do you think can grow in the void, and it's not in the records  Various sacred trees.

    When I passed by there back then, I recognized it, and I was quite sorry. A good fairy grass was still alive, but it grew crookedly.  There.

    Now the sacred tree is just a sacred tree without the power of the legendary sacred trees. It can't be used as a fairy grass, so don't feel bad.  "

    Qin Yang ignored Soi Ying's comforting words and began to rummage through his previous gains.

    Fortunately, I have worked tirelessly before to get a lot of fresh leaves of the sacred tree, and I also got a lot of thinner branches. At that time, I just thought that anything that was picked up from the sacred tree could be regarded as the best material that is rarely seen in the wilderness.

    Unexpectedly, the sacred tree turned out to be a fairy grass in the first place.

    It's true that I didn't expect it, but it has never been mentioned in the records that the fairy grass still grows crookedly, and it will not grow into a real fairy grass in the end.

    It is taken for granted that as long as the seedlings of fairy grass are conceived and finally mature, they will naturally become fairy grass.

    But now that I think about it, it's normal. A monk has to work hard to be promoted slowly, and to understand nature slowly, so that he can hope to become enlightened.

    Why is the fairy grass, a divine thing that surpasses the heaven and the earth, can go smoothly? As a fairy grass, there is nothing wrong with it dying halfway and being crooked.

    It's just a pity, even if it is not a real fairy grass, if it is boiled into vegetable soup, it is also a pot of peerless treasure soup with meat and vegetables, maybe it can still have a bit of immortality.

    Now it¡¯s just gone, that is, I couldn¡¯t bear to see the materials destroyed before, and uphold the tradition of diligence and thrift, so I went to pick up some, otherwise, I really won¡¯t get anything, and it¡¯s a waste of time.

    Turning his head and looking at the giant leaves he had collected, he felt more comfortable after a few more glances. At least he is out of print here. Even if the sacred tree is not dead, these giant leaves are also out of print.

    Go back and cook some vegetable soup to try.

    Well, since we are in the Dead Sea, let¡¯s go back to the land of the Southern Barbarians and give some to Master Cui. It¡¯s best to learn how to make vegetable soup first. If it¡¯s different from the broth, it¡¯s not a waste of things.

    The black shadow on the side, seeing Qin Yang's wandering mind and not knowing what to think, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

    He still knows Qin Yang very well, and he knows something that can instantly divert his attention

    In Daying's big camp, there was a big tent, but no one entered it, only people were guarding it outside.

    Inside the big tent, curled up in the formation, Wang Baiqiang, who fell into a deep sleep, moved his eyelids and opened his eyes.

    His eyes were full of sadness like ashes, but also a little bit of anger, resignation and despair.

    At the same time, his book of dharma was hanging in front of him, and countless information turned into a torrent, pouring into the book of dharma from between his eyebrows.

    The book of Faxiang opened automatically, and on the last page of the story, a new story began to appear.

    Countless pictures flashed across this page quickly, and the strange look in Wang Baiqiang's eyes also began to fade away slowly.

    When all the visions disappeared, Wang Baiqiang's eyeballs moved and his original expression returned.

    He rubbed his head, looking at the book of Dharma photographs hanging in front of his eyes.

    The picture on that page has stopped flowing and turned into a still picture.

    A giant standing in the void surrounded by black air.

    Wang Baiqiang stretched out his hand and flicked across the screen, the image like a real person disappeared, and the text version of the story began to evolve automatically.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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