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This is not a common thing. It is not measured by money. It means that you can't buy it even if you have more money.

Even if it is something of national treasure level, destroyed, Zhang Xiaojian may not be distressed, but this is the space crack when the emergence of things with the aura of heaven and earth, is it so destroyed in their hands.

Zhang Xiaojian regretted that she couldn't give herself two mouths. She didn't know the attribute of the ghost wood, so she added some spirit liquid out of thin air. Isn't she trying to make herself uncomfortable.

Xiaoqing's face was very ugly at this time. She finally found the ghost wood, and could let Qingguo see a glimmer of hope. Unexpectedly

That kind of mood is not used to describe the depression, it is simply terrible.

At this time, from the depths of the white fog came a long sigh, sound very helpless.

Zhang Xiaojian's heart is more heavy, I feel sorry for Qing Guo.

Just at this time, a crisp burst came from the ghost wood, which scared several people.

Several people's eyes not only looked like the ghost wood at the same time.

At this time, the ghost wood had an abnormal change. The originally dry trunk burst out, just like a snake peeling, and a layer of black hard skin fell down.

The tiny branches on the tree trunk were also broken and fell on the ground, and sent out a strong fragrance.

Not only that, after that layer of bark fell off, the color of the ghost wood gradually changed, and gradually restored its luster. The withered branches actually glowed with vitality, and the yellow and green tender leaves began to slowly expand and even survived.

Less than this, the ghost wood is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a short period of time, it has grown about half a meter higher.

Zhang Xiaojian and Qingguo, Xiaoqing several people saw that it was such a result, not only tears into laughter, shouting magic.

It seems that the ghost wood is not death, but rebirth. According to this situation, it will not be long before the ghost wood will be able to meet the requirements of the Qing Dynasty.

Xiaoqing reached out and stroked the ghost wood, and her face suddenly rose with joy. She said, "it's wonderful to have another hundred years in a short time."

Zhang Xiaojian didn't speak. She looked at it motionlessly. She packed up all the bark of the ghost wood and put it into the jade box. Although she didn't know what the effect was, she was sure to use it in the future.

Even if it doesn't work for them, it should be useful for ordinary people.

Zhang Xiaojian guarded the ghost wood like this. After peeling six times, the ghost wood had grown up and became a tree as tall as Zhang Xiaojian. It was as thick as his thigh.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Xiaoqing and said, "I think the spirit liquid has lost its effect on the ghost wood recently. Is it that it has been years, it is not growing."

In fact, Xiaoqing didn't know, but she had heard of this kind of thing. She touched it gently and said, "although I don't know if it can grow, it's over a thousand years, and it can be used."

"You mean the tree can be cut down now." Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

Xiao Qing nodded.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xiaojian directly takes out the green cloud sword. After the spiritual power is injected, Qingyun sword wins greatly in time and directly cuts like the ghost wood.

Just at the moment when the green cloud sword and the ghost wood meet, the ghost wood suddenly glows with red light. The green cloud sword is even bounced open, but the ghost wood is undamaged.

"Eh," Zhang Xiaojian issued a question and shook her head helplessly.

I didn't expect that the ghost wood was so hard that his green cloud sword could not hurt him, which made Zhang Xiaojian feel embarrassed.

Xiaoqingyu's hand shook, a red ribbon appeared out of thin air, as if with spirituality, suddenly twined the ghost wood from the root. With the constant murmuring in xiaoqingkou, the red ribbon was constantly shrinking, as if to break the ghost wood alive.

However, after several times of competition, the ghost wood finally opened the red ribbon, and the red light on her body was more dazzling.

This matter makes two people very depressed. The ghost wood can be used, but it can't be removed. This

Zhang Xiaojian frowned, and suddenly he remembered one thing. Two steps later, he went to the jade box, reached out to open the jade box, and saw a golden knife in it.

At the beginning, although she saw the golden knife, Zhang Xiaojian didn't care. She thought it was something that was put in casually. Now she understands that this thing is not put here for no reason.

Zhang Xiaojian reached out and put the inch long golden knife in her hand. When she was wondering, she found that the golden knife suddenly flashed yellow light and turned into a foot long. The blade was extremely sharp.

When Xiaoqing saw the golden knife, she could not help exclaiming at her birth and said, "Xuanjin Dao."

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned and asked, "what do you mean?"

At this time, Xiaoqing had already arrived at Zhang Xiaojian's side. She took the golden Xuanjin Dao from his hand and looked at it from left to right. All of a sudden, he threw the golden knife into the air, and then a purple light hit it. In the air, the golden knife became almost transparent. On the handle, there were three words that could be seen clearly. There was a spirit in the ancient simplicity, and colorful fluorescence was projected in the air.Zhang Xiaojian was stunned. It was only then that she realized the difference between the Xuanjin Dao and the ghost wood.

"Is there any origin of Xuanjin Dao?" Zhang Xiaojian murmured.

Xiao Qing smiles and takes the Xuanjin Dao into his hand and hands it to Zhang Xiaojian, telling the legend of Xuanjin Dao.

In the wild times, there was an old way to cultivate immortals in qingniu mountain. Because he was approachable and punished the evil and promoted the good, everyone gave him a nickname called the smiling face immortal.

At the age of 100 years old, people from the demon sect invaded in a large scale. An elder of the demon sect took a fancy to the immortal's cave and challenged him. He said that he would die three months later. If the real person loses, all the chickens and dogs will not be left within a hundred miles.

The immortal smiling face agreed to the challenge, and his brow was locked when he returned to the cave, because the elder practiced the magic way, and his claws were extremely hard. It is said that there is no magic weapon that can be broken.

There are countless magic weapons in the hands of the immortal, but there is nothing that can restrain the elder. If, after three months, we can't defeat the enemy, I'm afraid this side will lose its life.

When the real man sighed, a woman's voice spread outside the cave.

Out of the cave to see, it turned out to be a role beauty, dragging a rectangular box in the hand, do not know what is inside.