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Zhang Xiaojian did not answer Qingguo's words, but slowly stood up from the ground, her eyes still stay on the stone with blood.

At this time, Qingguo also saw that piece of stuff, not a stone, but a very rough root.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian had already grasped that piece of thing in her hand, and the corners of her mouth rippled with a faint smile.

In this quiet space, the smile looks strange.

Qingguo and Xiaoqing looked at each other, tacitly.

Something must have happened. It can't be that there is some kind of magic in it, which makes Zhang Xiaojian's mind a little fuzzy.

"Husband, wake up." Yelling, and constantly pushing and shoving Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian looked back, smiling more brightly, holding that piece of thing in his hand and saying, "don't make trouble, this is the midnight ice-cream grass."

Qingguo, xiaoqingdeqing, at the same time, the back feels cold.

It's over. Unfortunately, in their conjecture, there's magic in it.

Qingguo grabbed Zhang Xiaojian's arm and dragged it out vigorously, saying, "husband, let's leave here quickly. Even if there is nothing, I won't let you have an accident."

Xiaoqing this time, also seized his other arm, two people want to drag Zhang Xiaojian out.

However, Zhang Xiaojian is still smiling, the tears of laughter all came out, and said, "I tell you, this is the midnight ice cream grass, quick, see if there is still on the ground."

Zhang Xiaojian's laughter finally stopped and her face regained solemnity.

Qingguo and Xiaoqing didn't know whether it was true or not at that moment, looking at Zhang Xiaojian's trance.

Zhang Xiaojian restrained the smile on her face, pointed to the thing in her hand and said, "I'm ok, and I'm not crazy. We've been cheated by this thing. He should be able to exist in various forms, otherwise you can look at it."

After Zhang Xiaojian finished, her body suddenly burst out of amazing momentum, and a golden light has been shrouded in the handle.

When the golden light, with a dense arc of thunder, shrouded in the moment, the originally ugly thing actually rose up a cloud of black smoke, and then, a five petal and five colored flower appeared in Zhang Xiaojian's hand, nothing else, it was the midnight ice-cream grass.

At that moment, Qingguo and Xiaoqing both covered their mouths with a surprise look on their faces.

"Husband, you've scared me out of my mind." Pour out the country's anger.

Zhang Xiaojian smiles and caresses Qingguo's long hair. Then she takes a look at Xiaoqing and says, "come on, see if there is anything like this underground."

Then, several people began to look for it on the ground. As expected, a total of 10 were found. With the help of Zhang Xiaojian's spiritual power, all of them were restored to their original appearance. Eleven midnight ice Flos looked extremely beautiful under the soft white light.

Zhang Xiaojian sighed for a long time, and then found a jade box and put it in directly.

Qingguo saw that the midnight ice grass was put away, and said, "God is not difficult for us. We can go at noon. "

"Let's go. I think we're still waiting." Zhang Xiaojian's eyes fell on the huge root of the tree.

"Why, you don't want to think of Shenmu." Asked Xiao Qing.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't speak. He laughed. Then, a real yuan sword appeared on her hand. The thunder arc twined and the purple light floated.

The next second, the sword has been toward a section of the root of Shenmu, a few times later, a section of the tree root with a thin side beard has fallen into Zhang Xiaojian's hands.

"You have to use psychic power to ripen it." Qingguo has understood Zhang Xiaojian's meaning.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and said, "the two magic wooden swords are very powerful, but they are only about 1000 years old. I want to ripen them to ten thousand years, and then refine them to see how powerful they are."

"You must give me and my sister a hand." Xiaoqing showed an excited smile and grabbed Zhang Xiaojian's arm.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said, "that time you were missing."

"Since we have to do it, we should hurry up, so as not to have a long night's dream. If other sects know and come here, they will cause unnecessary difficulties. Don't forget that it is now the territory of the nine color gate in the state of Wales." The country's advice.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and said, "you two have a rest, I will start to ripen Shenmu."

The next second, Zhang Xiaojian has done down, turned into a ray of light from the original place disappeared, the next second, has entered the space ring.

The water gurgling, the surrounding scenery is still, as if has never changed the same.

Zhang Xiaojian held half of the root in her hand, and her face was cloudy and sunny. The past was vivid in my eyes, which made him remember the first time he entered.

After feeling for a long time, Zhang Xiaojian came back to her senses and planted the sacred wood in the soil. Then, she began to ripen with the water in the five element Golden Tripod.

Miraculous liquid is also quite magical, so a piece of dead root is actually rapid growth, not long ago, it turned out to be a towering tree.However, when the tree grows to about three meters thick, it will not change. No matter how much it is poured into the spirit liquid, it will not grow.

Zhang Xiaojian doesn't care about these, just constantly refining spirit liquid, and then ripening.

An hour later, Shenmu has already thought of more than 30 meters. Zhang Xiaojian has only looked up from below.

After 3000 years, the effect of spirit liquid began to slow down. After 6000 years, the growth speed of Shenmu became more and more slow. The original light blue surface of Shenmu began to change, and a layer of blue cold light appeared on it, which was indestructible.

Zhang Xiaojian has experimented with the thunder arc. The thunder arc falls on it, but it can't hurt it. It made his face smile.

I don't know what it will look like after ten thousand years. Zhang Xiaojian has a look of expectation on her face.

With a large number of spirit liquid constantly entering Shenmu, the color of Shenmu began to change. From the original light to the last, it turned into a transparent blue, which seemed to be the deep eyes in the sky.

Zhang Xiaojian is ecstatic, Shenmu is finally ten thousand years, do not know how much power.

The next second, a blue arc appeared on the surface of Shenmu, which made a loud burst.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded with satisfaction, but another problem came. How to cut the sacred wood off and whether his Zhenyuan sword could work or not had become a problem.