"Join Lingfengyan!" Shenlu's voice sounded.

Su Yizhao quickly distracted himself and took out a bottle from the storage ring.

In the bottle, there is a ball of fire.

He opened the cork of the bottle, and the flame rushed out of the bottle mouth as if it was spiritual, preparing to escape.

But how could Su Yizhao let it escape?

Divine consciousness covered it, wrapped it in the flame, and threw it onto the root of the sacred tree.

"Boom!"

A loud bang startled Su Yizhao.

I saw that the entire sacred tree root, which was more than ten feet in size, was all burning.

It looked like it was burning, but he couldn't feel the heat.

Not only that, but it felt very cold!

"Master Lu, what is this? Why is it getting colder and colder?"

In his mind, the sacred deer said with disdain: "It's rare but strange! Don't touch Lingfengyan with any part of your body, otherwise, you will freeze to death!"

Su Yizhao quickly stepped back a few feet!

"Now, use the power of the soul to penetrate the spirit wind flame into the roots of the sacred tree and temper it to remove all impurities!"

There was something serious in Shenlu's words.

Su Yizhao quickly followed suit!

Ten days later, the roots of the sacred tree, which were more than ten feet thick, had shrunk by more than half, and the spirit wind flame also gradually disappeared.

"It's done!" Shenlu said.

Su Yizhao was a little tired. Hearing this, he said happily: "Is this done? There are still seventy-seven kinds of materials that are useless!"

Shenlu said contemptuously: "You also know that there are seventy-seven kinds of useless things? Lingfengyan only burns the five elements. If it jumps out of the five elements, it will not burn it! Now, this sacred tree root has jumped out of the five elements!"

Su Yizhao didn't believe it!

Nima!

Still such a big one!

Jump out of the Five Elements?

How to jump?

Of course, now was the time to rely on the sacred deer, so he did not refute.

Divine Deer continued: "Yinfengquan! This time you cannot wrap it with the power of the soul. The Yinfengquan will swallow the power of the soul, so it must be wrapped with mysterious energy."

Su Yizhao took out another jade bottle and uncorked it!

Day by day passes.

There are more and more empty bottles on the ground, and the roots of the sacred tree are getting smaller and smaller.

Su Yizhao's sleepiness became more and more intense!

He can't hold on any longer!

The mysterious energy is okay, the mysterious stones are piled around and can be absorbed at any time.

But soul and physical strength cannot be replenished at any time.

Must get some sleep!

No matter how strong a monk is, he cannot go without sleep for a long time!

Those monks who have been meditating in seclusion for tens or hundreds of years actually spend half of their time sleeping cross-legged.

The spirit needs to be restored!

Who can last that long?

One hundred and twenty-three days have passed!

Su Yizhao is drowsy!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the back of his head hurt!

He woke up instantly, and then said weakly: "Master Lu, you hit me again, for the thirty-second time, I remember it!"

Shenlu smiled and said: "Brother Su, so what if you remember? Hurry up and drip in the blood!"

Su Yizhao let out a long sigh: "Nima, this is going to kill me! My essence and blood are almost gone!"

Shenlu said: "Oh, I know how much essence and blood you have better than you. I won't let you die. I'll just let you lie down at most!"

Su Yizhao was helpless!

As he continued to perform the exercises conscientiously, red spots gradually appeared on his forehead.

After a while, drop after drop of essence and blood flew out from the forehead and melted into the roots of the sacred tree.

At this time, the divine tree root was suspended in front of him.

It just doesn’t look like tree roots anymore!

Three feet long and two feet thick, it looks more and more like a branch!

Su Yizhao sighed secretly!

Could it be that the first flying sword that labor and management forged with their own hands looked like this?

This is not called a flying sword, this is called a flying branch!

He has already tried it, and the roots of this sacred tree are extremely hard.

It can be seen from the time when Qin Hongyi cut it off.

After being tempered, it is surprisingly hard.

It is probably impossible to cut it into the shape of a flying sword!

Just fly branches!...

As long as you can kill people!

Su Yizhao has accepted his fate!

Now I just need to give him some sleep!

As for the brothel swordsman, it is also possible to change it to the brothel swordsman!

After ten drops of essence and blood were poured in, the sweet voice of the sacred deer sounded: "That's enough. Now, do you have some connection with it?"

Su Yizhao opened his eyelids hard.

After ten drops of blood essence, I feel even more tired!

He asked: "With whom?"

The Divine Deer said angrily: "Follow the Pure Wind Sword!"

Su Yizhao said: "This is a branch! There is a fart connection!"

The sacred deer is silent!

its not right!

Look at the Pure Wind Sword, no, look at the branches, they are already faintly stained with blood. Could it be that there are too many drops?

Su Yi summoned it to be silent and said quickly: "Master Lu, finish your work quickly, call it a day, and go to sleep!"

The sacred deer looks stubborn!

Can't be wrong!

Even if it’s wrong, you can’t admit it!

It said urgently: "Sleep! Try the induction again, otherwise you will have to do it all over again!"

When Su Yizhao heard that he was going to do it all over again, he couldn't help but get scared!

Nima!

Go to the forest again and not be beaten to death by those monster monks?

Do it again, I would rather die than surrender!

He quickly concentrated his mind and covered the branches with his consciousness!

"Dong dong!"

impossible!

Su Yizhao's face suddenly turned red and his spirits were high!
To be continued...