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One hundred and sixty-eight species take root(2/2)

Old Ancestor Huang Yun wiped his cold sweat. He thought that the monster was going to cross the river and burn the bridge and eat him.

Fang Shanshui left the dungeon and went up the way, and was gradually fished out by his master from the mustard seed illusion of the old man's tree cave.

The surrounding scenes have changed, the bustling and magical city and street scenes have faded, and there is an ordinary and unimaginable tree hole in front of you.

Fang Shanshui was carefully moved from the tip of the figure master's nail to the palm of his hand. However, after leaving the mustard seed illusion, Fang Shanshui's Yin Spirit was rapidly growing bigger, and in a moment it turned from a little dust to the size of the figure master's palm.

The figure master held the ever-growing Fangshanshui and climbed out of the short tree hole. After a while, Fangshanshui, which was as big as its palm, became as big as its half body, and then gradually exceeded its size and grew taller rapidly.

The figure master's blushing eyes quickly turned back to his original size. He held his chin with regret and looked at his little hand, as if he was missing his disciple's little hand.

Fang Shanshui looked back at the huge banyan tree, reached out and lifted up the figure master on the ground and placed it on his shoulder.

Seeing that the master was a little disappointed, Fang Shanshui said strangely: "What's wrong with Master?"

The figure master held his chin and looked at the current proportions of the two people, shook his head, and took out the one he had just caught.

"Then let's go back, it's been a long time since we came out." Fang Shanshui said, and then looked back at the huge banyan tree behind him. Suddenly, there were many small animals in the banyan tree stretching their heads in the leaves and holes, as if looking at them. Seeing Fang Shanshui turn around, he immediately shrank his head, leaving a rustling sound.

The voice of the ancestor Huang Yun came from nowhere.

"Two, after you refine the seeds of the Heart of the Tree God, plant a tree and may create a new mustard seed cave. It's a pity that the tree species was rooted in the little real person by chance. If it was refined by this Yang Shen Zhenren, it could probably be refined into a cave that was more solid than my old man's tree cave, and even transformed from virtual to real, becoming a real blessed place in the cave."

Fang Shanshui, who was about to leave, suddenly paused and asked, "From the virtualization? Can you put some real objects in it?" Can you dig out the master's body and put it in it?

Old Ancestor Huang Yun said "Yes" and said, "But now, what you need to worry about is whether this tree species will suck you dry."

After saying that, the voice of the ancestor Huang Yun disappeared as if he had disappeared.

When Fang Shanshui heard this, a trace of bad feeling flashed in his heart. Looking at the tree species still rooted and wriggling in his palm, the green tree species seemed to be beating like a living heart. Every time he beats, it seems like a leech opening her mouth and absorbing energy from Fang Shanshui's Yin God. A sense of weakness has faintly heard from Fang Shanshui's Yin God.

"Don't shake, don't shake, I'll tell you how to cultivate it. I'll ensure that you can plant the cave soon!"

Just as he was stunned, Fang Shanshui found that the figure master on his shoulder had crawled into the tree hole again to hurt the family of Huang Yun. He wanted to pretend to be deep, but was caught by the figure master again, so he had to educate him.

Fang Shanshui squatted down and waited for a while. The figure master, who had half his body drilled into the hole in the tree, got up.

Fang Shanshui asked: "Master, what does it say?"

The figure master looked at Fang Shanshui with his blushing eyes, and his ears suddenly turned red, and his eyes drifted out.

Fang Shanshui was very confused. What happened to Master? Did Old Ancestor Huang Yun say something strange?

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After leaving the old man's tree cave, Fang Shanshui rushed back home.

After Fang Shanshui returned to his body, his palm suddenly hurt. The seed that had just been rooted in the Yin God seemed to have burst out from under his skin, spreading from his soul to his body.

Just now in the Yin God state, this tree species absorbed Fang Shanshui's soul power. Now it is rooted in the body. This tree species seems to be absorbing its soul energy and blood greedily. The bloated root system has dyed a slight red from the just pure green, and it seems that the blood extracted from Fang Shanshui's body has been transported into its pipeline.

Fang Shanshui was frowning and looking at him, suddenly stretched out a hand from somewhere and grabbed Fang Shanshui's hand. Fang Shanshui was shocked and was about to throw the person away, but he saw the familiar purple-black long nails.

Fang Shanshui: "Master?"

At some point, the figure master actually turned back to his long hair as big as his body and flowing water. As he approached, he sprinkled half of Fang Shanshui's body, his snow-white side face and ruby-like eyes seemed to be looking at the seed in his palm with concentration.

The master leaned slightly and blew a sigh of relief at Fang Shanshui's palm.

Fang Shanshui's palm itched. At this time, the tree species with its palm beating suddenly stiffened, as if it had been frozen by something, and the greedy absorption slowed down.

Fang Shanshui breathed a sigh of relief and was about to thank his master for his help, but suddenly he saw his master bent down and his lowered side face continued to approach his palm. His thin lips, which were as red as blood, fell directly into the center of his palm.

Licked it.

Fang Shanshui suddenly felt the five thunders thunder thunder, quickly withdrew his hand, staring at the master who was still holding his hand in front of him.

After the seed was rooted in Fang Shanshui's palm, the root system seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, implicating the peripheral nerves of his body. When his master licked it, his whole body felt a little numb.

The master looked slightly, his blushing eyes flashed with gem-like light, and he looked at Fang Shanshui quietly.

Fang Shanshui seemed to see the innocent look of the little figure master.

Fang Shanshui coughed twice: "Uh, Master, what did that ancestor Huang Yun tell you? And why did you get bigger?"

Fang Yuanqing pointed at Fang Shanshui's seeds shrinking to the palm behind him, and then looked up at Fang Shanshui.

When his eyes met, Fang Shanshui felt what his master meant. The ancestor Huang Yun asked his master to give his true energy to the seeds in his palm from time to time and just blow it. However, the master just looked at the seeds in his hand and was greedy and wanted to take a bite.

Is this really the case? When I asked Master just now, why did Master blush?

Fang Shanshui was speechless and always felt something was wrong.

At this moment, he moved his body, lying on the top of Fang Shanshui's head, and hung down from Fang Shanshui's forehead.

Fang Shanshui felt the movement and looked up. He just met Master Jisheng's eyes. His eyes were also red, but they were a little smaller than the figure master beside him. His eyes were staring at him, as if he was saying, "What are you doing with me on your back."

Fang Shanshui:...

Just as he was looking at Master Ji Shi, he stretched out his hand over his head. Fang Shanshui saw Master Ji Shi Shi Shi, who was lying on his head, threw it aside ruthlessly.

Fang Shanshui uh a little. It seems that no matter how big or small the master becomes, he doesn't like his confinement.

The thrown away, Jixian, circled around the air, hovered steadily and sat cross-legged in the void, patted his open mouth with his little hand, yawned, then floated back, crawled into Fang Shanshui's pocket, and lay flat honestly.

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I saw a relative asking when I would recognize my brother. Well, I’ve only been separated for a while. I don’t have a chance to let it go. If my brother really comes up, I will definitely not deliberately refuse.

Thank you for the angels’ nutritional solution, I love you!

Thank you to the wives for the mines and rocket launchers, for your heart!

Thank you, Miss, for throwing a rocket launcher = 3=

Thank you for a penny, 18583527, I am a big little cotton jacket, not just the east wind, from afar, and throw a landmine into the big chrysanqian, 22607173, Liu Ling Liu San, Zhan Xiaomiao threw a mine = 3 =
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