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[Chapter 1151]: Getting Rich Overnight

The Nine Immortals Wen Ancient Flower had completely withered, and when Fang Zhi unlocked the thirty-two forbidden seals of the jade bottle and took it out, a wave of rotten gas almost made Fang Zhi almost faint.

The Nine-Star Divine Seed released a powerful purifying power, expelling all the rotten qi that Fang Zhi had inhaled into his body.

Fang Zhi's legs were weak and his butt fell to the ground, and when it took half a column of incense, he barely recovered some strength, and his body gradually functioned as usual!

This endless grade Nine Wen Immortal Gu Flower had accumulated thousands of years of rotten qi, and it was purely his luck that Fang Zhi was not poisoned.

The seeds of the Nine Immortal Ancient Flowers are only the size of a fingernail of a little finger, and the whole body is blue and black oval, and it is extremely hard to start.

Such a small seed actually weighs a thousand pounds!

Fang Zhi held this in his hand, touched it with his divine thoughts, and immediately found that the divine seed contained a strong death qi.

This seed has been dead for a long time.

When it is put into the jade bottle, it is actually a dead thing, and the reason why the thirty-two prohibitions are set up is mostly to keep it in the world and prevent this thing from weathering in the years.

After all, the magic sword of the years can kill the gods at the top, and the emperor at the bottom.

No one can stop it!

Fang Zhi picked up the seed of the Nine Smelling Immortal Ancient Flower and looked at it carefully, revealing a look of concern from time to time, could this seed be the legendary Nine Rank Divine Treasure?

There is a possibility, but it is dead and of little value.

Fang Zhi simply re-sealed it and put it in the storage bag, the soul elder was proficient in the medicine path, maybe he had a different understanding of this.

After pocketing all the seeds in the Medicine Courtyard Palace, Fang Zhi was not satisfied with this, but set his sights on the fertile two-color land.

These two-color soils also have a minimum of 10,000 catties......

The two-color soil contains majestic vitality, which is of great help to the elixir and the spirit tree.

Although the second realm of the Dzi space is also covered with two-color soil, Fang Zhi has not yet stepped into the phaseless realm, so he has no chance of two-color soil.

So Fang Zhi was moved to put all the two-color soil that was 10,000 catties into the storage bag, and when the soul old woke up, he would make good use of these two-color soil.

After the second hall was swept away by Fang Zhifeng, he immediately rushed to the third hall non-stop.

The third hall is called the Monologue Palace, which is the most restrained of the four halls, but it contains the flavor of the spiritual hall.

This hall is the residence of the night saints, and in addition to a futon and decorations, there is only a fairy bed made of fine fairy wood.

Fang Zhi was not so mad that he didn't even let go of the immortal bed of the non-night saint, and when he saw that this place was a dormitory, he retreated respectfully.

The fourth hall opposite the Monologue House is the most solemn.

This hall is powerful in all directions, the height is just right, and the main hall is only golden, red, and black.

The three colors are just right, and at a glance, I just feel the pressure doubled.

This hall is called "Monastery Hall".

The moment Fang Zhi stepped into this hall, he only felt a sense of familiarity rushing to his face.

The hall is very large, but empty, and the four walls of the hall are cast with countless vivid murals.

The content of many murals is a scene of a similar Tianjiao Junjie fighting with a three-headed and six-armed stranger.

In the center of the monastery there is a futon.

In addition, in the center of the stone wall in front of you, in the best position and in the largest area, there is a scene that is incompatible with the mural.

It was a barren void where no grass grows.

Within the void, occasionally one peerless and one fierce celestial beast would pass by.

Fang Zhi even saw the Dapeng Goldfinch Bird.

And in the void, a young tree devoured the Hongmeng purple qi flowing between heaven and earth.

This fragile little tree survives in the wind and rain, thunder and thunder, and the ancient gods and demons are raging.

In the vast starry sky, this small tree looks so insignificant, as small as a speck of dust.

It only takes a gust of wind to annihilate it, and not even half of the scum remains.

But this tree has always been strong and alive.

No matter how harsh the surrounding environment is, he has always grown with a firm pace.

Fang Zhi stood in the monastery hall and looked at the starry sky painting in the center, gradually fascinated, at this moment he had the illusion that it seemed to have become a small tree.

This sense of illusion is getting stronger and stronger!

The firm pace of this tree has grown from a young and small body to more than a foot.

At this time, no ancient gods and demons had noticed it.

Many ancient gods and demons regard it as an ant.

The tree finally grew to a height of ten zhang and a width of two zhang.

Finally, a wild beast that looks like a dragon but not a dragon, and a snake but not a snake has its eyes on it.

The beast's massive tongue was covered with manes, scales like armor in the body of a snake, and bones that contained tough and strong clothing, and the beast had six hooves, not dragon claws or snake-like scratchless, but two thick and powerful hooves.

The beast stared at the tree, its eyes filled with the hunger and madness of a primordial beast.

At this moment, Fang Zhi's whole body was chilling, and he didn't know why he had a touch of fear.

The young trees in the Galaxy painting, which are more than ten feet high, are also trembling violently, and even let out a trace of wail, as if begging for mercy.

But this desolate beast, which looked like a dragon and not a dragon, like a snake and not a snake, finally made a move, and its four hooves suddenly trampled on the void, and the huge beast's mouth full of nine fangs swallowed towards the big tree.

The frightened young tree grappled with it, slapping its flesh with its tough torso.

But the big tree's attack had no effect, and the scales on the flesh of this desolate beast were peerless armor that could not be broken at all!

After several battles, the tree finally fell to the upper hand.

The young trees were covered in scars, and the cyan sap flowed out endlessly.

The beast greedily sucked the cyan sap, and for a moment it seemed to be immersed in the deliciousness, and its disgusting forked tongue kept sucking and licking.

The beast gradually fell into a state of intoxication.

When the injured Zhishu saw this scene, he didn't know where he got the courage, and suddenly a torso stabbed into the mouth of the desolate beast like a spear.

Under the control of the young tree, the torso swelled suddenly, directly turning the interior of the desolate beast upside down......

In an instant......

The beast trembled violently, and it tried to writhe its flesh, but the young tree used what little strength it had left to let countless torso envelop it.

Finally, the young tree was victorious.

To be precise, it picked up a victory.

The scarred young tree also wants to pick up the thin Hongmeng purple qi wandering between heaven and earth to strengthen itself.

But this speed could not save the child's injury.

Finally, the young tree turned its countless roots into sharp claws from the void and penetrated into the body of this desolate beast.

The roots of the tree squirmed suddenly, and began to devour all the essence within the desolate beast.