In order to understand what it means to take a kind of six, Pangu fell into a brief contemplation.

Just as he was recalling the rules in this secret realm.

Suddenly, a cry rang out from the sky, followed by a golden rainbow falling nearby.

When the golden rainbow dispersed, everyone discovered a young man wearing Tsing Yi, with a face as rigid as an ax and a chisel, a back as straight as a gun, and surrounded by life force.

"This, isn't this Pangu? Hahaha, what kind of wind brings you here?"

The man in green clothes took the initiative to get closer and look at Pangu, his eyes flashed for a while, and he said with ecstasy on his face.

"Do you really know Xiaosheng? Who are you?"

The person in front of him was so unfamiliar. Pangu rubbed his chin and thought for a while, but still couldn't remember.

"Hahaha, I am the tree god, don't you believe it? Why don't you open your rainbow eyes and take a look?"

A proud smile appeared on the lips of the man in green again, and he laughed loudly.

Pangu cannot be blamed for not recognizing the tree god immediately. The tree god often changes his appearance, so embarrassing things like this are inevitable.

The tree god has no evil spirit, no seven souls, but only five other souls. When Pangu opened his rainbow eyes, he easily got the answer.

That's right, the young man in front of you is the tree god.

Soon, the two people became friendly and talked about everything for a while. It felt like they had opened a chat bag and talked endlessly.

"Ahem, tree god, do you know what it means to choose one of the six? There are such rules in the secret realm, why don't I know?"

After confirming that there were no other abnormal things in the secret realm, Pangu remembered the rule of choosing one type of six and asked.

"Hey, of course I know about this matter. To be honest, it was stipulated by me. I originally wanted to discuss it with you, but I couldn't find you at the time, so I discussed it with Mr. and Mrs. Panmen Congzhutu and promulgated it."

At this time, the tree god's eyes were as bright as fire, and his expression did not show any panic at all. He immediately handed over the parchment with the new rules and said with a smile: "It's all here, please take a look. If there is anything wrong, I will change it."

Frowning and staring, Pangu took the parchment with the new rules and couldn't wait to open it. The contents were clear at a glance.

Nine categories of endangered species have been formulated, stipulating that any cultivator must report in advance and can only take them as needed after obtaining approval.

If it is not within the range of endangered species, you can take it on demand.

Plants are divided by planting area, animals are divided by quantity, and nine categories of endangered species are established.

For example, plant planting area:

Less than 10,000 acres, it is a first-level endangered species, choose one of nine,

Less than 20,000 acres, it is a second-level endangered species, choose one species eight,

Less than 30,000 acres, it is a third-level endangered species, choose one species of seven,

…

Less than 90,000 acres, it is a level nine endangered species, choose one species.

Verify once a century and re-establish nine categories of endangered species.

…

Obviously, there is one kind of six. For the fourth-level endangered species, the requester is required to find the corresponding seeds and plant six seedlings in the designated place before they can get one of higher vintage.

After reading and promulgating the new rules, Pangu understood the intention of the tree god, which was to prevent the species in the secret realm from becoming extinct.

"You are very wise and wise. These new rules are quite good. However, in the next hundred years, we will review and re-establish nine categories of endangered species. This is a very complicated and troublesome task. Can you do it?"

Pangu showed a happy smile on his face and asked for advice.

"Hahaha, Pangu, you have forgotten again, I am the tree god. Plants, trees, and creatures all have spirituality. I can communicate with them and obtain their information. You can rest assured that it will be verified once every hundred years, and there will be no problem."

The confident tree god smiled coldly and said confidently.

While the two were chatting, a shadow slowly descended from the sky.

The woman was good-looking, slim, with black silk hanging down her shoulders, and her body exuded a fascinating fragrance.

"Hahaha, Jia Airen, are you here?"

Fairy Huayang smiled and lost her voice first.

In the past few decades, Fairy Huayang often met Jia Airen and practiced together. The two had similar interests and later became close friends.

Although the relationship between the Weaver Saint and Miao Shanhua was not harmonious, it did not affect the normal relationship between Jia Airen and Huayang Fairy.

Jia Airen nodded slightly to Fairy Huayang, but her face turned red because she recognized Pangu nearby at a glance.

"Isn't this the famous top genius, the Holy Son Pangu?"

Seeing the person who was thinking about him day and night, Jia Airen's eyes instantly revealed a hint of excitement. He approached and joked: "Pangu, my love, I'm here. You've been released from seclusion, why did you come to me now? It makes people think so.

It’s so hard.”

"Pfft!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, and all of them immediately showed envy.

"Naughty, so naughty. Don't say this nonsense, you know?"

Pangu shook his head and smiled bitterly, and gently scratched Jia Airen's delicate nose. After a few words of admonishment, he explained to everyone: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Don't think about it. It's nothing like that."

Here, it is not only the cute and naive Jia Airen who misses Pangu day and night, but also three beauties: Li Aiyun, Taishi Jia Shuqing and Han Yuewen.

It's just that there is a Saint Weaver around, but these three beauties are not as courageous as Jia Airen. They are afraid that if they accidentally offend this powerful Saint Weaver, there will be no good consequences in the future.

"The aura is restrained, hahaha, yes, yes, your cultivation has improved a lot. However, your ability to operate the immortal energy is still a bit weak. You need to explore more and strive to be perfect, you know."

After a brief peek, Pangu's deep eyes flashed with rays of light, and he encouraged.

"Hmph, so what if you have fairy energy? Can you make a carriage go up to the sky? Can you let these evil-proof redwoods get to the market managed by your adoptive mother Miao Shanhua?"

Jia Airen changed his expression, his face showed a deep sense of loss and confusion, and he said in a low voice with disdain.

"Ah? That market is at least four thousand miles away from here. Where did these evil-proof redwoods go? Are you... sure... you're right?"

Pangu's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he stammered and asked.

"She's right. We really need to get these evil-proof redwoods there. Only there are carpenters and manufacturing tools. The distance is long and transportation is very inconvenient."

At this time, Fairy Huayang, who had just approached, her tone contained an unquestionable domineering tone, and she couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's useless to have fairy energy now. Look, the evil-proof redwood tree is more than one foot wide, and more than fifty feet wide."

The length. I can’t take it back anyway. Can you?”

This was the first time Fairy Huayang had communicated with him head-on. Pangu couldn't control his inner joy, and soon an unconcealable smile appeared on his face.

"Ahem, ahem, what are you doing, Fairy Huayang, who is looking directly at my mother? Are you trying to make some crooked idea?"

A piercing cold light couldn't help but shine in the eyes of the weaver saint, and shot toward Pangu along with her words.

"It's nothing, hahaha. Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

After hearing the cry of the weaver saint, Pangu's pupils suddenly dilated, with a hint of astonishment and horror in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

In order to solve the problem of transporting these evil-proof redwoods as soon as possible, he then fell into a magical cave of thinking and found some clues.

Recalling the year when the Fanyi people started cannibalism, he, Taoist Chunyang, and the prince went straight to the Golden City.

At that time, a new magic circle was set up on the outside of Chunyang Taoist Chunyang Gang Sword, and the immortal energy was stored in it.

The characteristic of immortal energy is that it has high buoyancy. With the appropriate formation, the Pure Yang Gang Sword is equivalent to being lifted up by a huge balloon. It only needs to control the parallel flight, and finally greatly reduces the time required for the flight process.

Cultivation.
Chapter completed!