This valley seems to be no different from other places in the fairyland, but if you feel it carefully, you can find that the spiritual energy in this valley is more intense.

"Girl Huan, look what this is?"

He led the phoenix to a few tender green seedlings like he was offering a treasure.

Fengwan and Baizhihuohuang in the space looked at the seedling together.

[Master, it turns out to be the Soul Gathering Grass. 】

Soul-gathering grass is the most important spiritual grass for refining soul-gathering pills.

Without the soul-gathering grass, even if you have the ability of the eighth-level elixir master, you will not be able to refine the soul-gathering pill.

The soul-gathering pill can reunite the monk's soul that is about to be dispersed, thereby giving him the opportunity to be reincarnated.

It is the elixir coveted by countless monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above.

Because this is an elixir that violates the laws of nature, the alchemist may be punished by thunder when refining it.

Therefore, even the eighth-level elixir master Qi Yan did not dare to refine the soul-gathering elixir easily.

Not only is the Soul Gathering Pill difficult to refine, the Soul Gathering Grass used to refine the Soul Gathering Pill is almost extinct.

For a large sect like Tianyuan Sect, there is probably only one or two plants in the Treasure Pavilion.

Although these soul-gathering grasses are only seedlings, there are ten of them in total. After they are moved back to the space, they will probably grow up quickly according to Baizhi's ability to grow grasses.

"Like it?"

Bu Zhi kept staring at Feng Wan's face. Seeing her eyes light up, her mood also improved.

"Yes, I like it."

"Can I give them all to you?"

Bu Zhi's appearance of pleasing the beauty made the unicorn doubt the beast again.

After following the fairy for so long, he still couldn't guess her thoughts.

"Okay, thank you."

"You cured my eye disease, this is a light thank you gift."

The ten soul-gathering grass seedlings were given away as promised, and I didn't feel bad at all if they didn't grow branches, as if they were no different from radishes and cabbages.

Feng Wan carefully dug up the ten seedlings from the ground and sent them back to space.

Huohuang and Baizhi have opened a small medicinal field in the past few days, just in time for these ten soul-gathering grasses to have a home.

The two cubs were busy digging holes, watering and cultivating the soil. They were very busy.

After Feng Wan took the Soul Gathering Grass, Bu Zhi wanted to give her something else, but Feng Wan refused.

She has taken some of the spiritual grass and spiritual plants in this fairyland into the space, and now she has also obtained the soul-gathering grass. These are already enough.

People can't be too greedy.

The unicorns were happy because their family fortunes had lost less.

But Bu Zhi felt a little disappointed. Xiao Wan didn't want her things, which felt terrible.

Two quarters of an hour later, Feng Wan and others had just returned to the flying boat when dark clouds suddenly shrouded the sky above the flying boat, and there was lightning and thunder, and lightning as thick as a water tank loomed in the clouds.

Bu Zhi's body subconsciously moved closer to Feng Wan.

"Miss Wan, this is the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana realm."

"Yes, it should be Master Bu Ran who is about to break through."

Bu Ran was just missing an opportunity, and he probably had an epiphany in just a short while.

This was the first time for Feng Wan to see the power of thunder tribulation in the Mahayana realm. It was really spectacular.

Bai Yu and Tyrant Lion couldn't help but swallowed. This thunder and lightning was really thick.

Feng Wan secretly wondered when her Nine Desolations Divine Thunder would reach this level.

Maybe she can have such amazing power when she reaches the Mahayana stage.

"Buanwan, you are back."

Just when Feng Wan wanted to enter the flying boat to see Bu Ran's condition, the ancestor of Shangxing flew over.

"Ancestor, how about Master Bu Ran?"

"Don't worry, he will be fine."

With Bu Ran's ability, he was not afraid of the thunder calamity at all. Even if he really couldn't bear it, his treasures would be enough to save his life.

Don't forget, in Tianyuan Sect, Buran is the richest monk in the transformation stage.

Feng Wan naturally believed in Bu Ran's ability, but he still couldn't help but worry that this thunder tribulation was too overbearing.

"Miss Wan, look, your uncle has flown into the air."

Bu Zhi pointed at Bu Ran who had collected the flying boat and was protected by a luminous barrier.

Buran was probably afraid that the flying boat would be destroyed, so he took it back before the thunder struck.

Sitting cross-legged in the air with his eyes slightly closed, Bu Ran seemed to be an ancient god descending to earth.

Sacred and inviolable.

The Tyrant Lion looked at his sparkling master with pride in his heart. As long as his master didn't speak, he would always be so immortal.

Monks in the Mahayana period can live up to 20,000 years. They can discern some simple laws of the Tao, and those with extraordinary talents can even create their own supernatural powers.

Moreover, the physical bodies of Mahayana monks already have the conditions to ascend to the immortal world.

Shanzhe Daojun raised his head and looked at Buran who was about to undergo a calamity, his face was full of excitement, he was even happier than he himself had broken through to the Mahayana realm.

The Tianyuan Sect, from the ancestors to the disciples down to the Qi training stage, are all looking forward to a breakthrough from Taoist Bu Ran.

Today this wish finally came true.

If Ah Xuan knew about it, he would definitely be happy to take his seventh-level Fire Bird for a spin in the sky above Tianyuan Sect.

Tyrant Lion also wanted to post this good news to the gossip list as soon as possible.

It's a pity that this fairyland is a small world of its own, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world.

This makes the gossip lion who wants to refresh the rankings at any time extremely uncomfortable.

No matter how good Wonderland is, he still wants to leave.

The first Mahayana thunder calamity that had been brewing for a long time finally hit Bu Ran hard.

A thunderbolt as thick as a water tank hit the barrier, and with a crack, the barrier cracked.

But there was only one, and it was automatically repaired immediately.

Bu Zhi was stunned by this operation, "Are you, Master Bu Ran, such a pervert?"

These words immediately attracted several dissatisfied looks.

The unicorn winked at his fairy. What was he saying? Fairies in the past were not like this.

Why has she changed so much since she recovered from her eye disease?

Not to mention that she likes to be close to Feng Wan, but the fairy spirit in her body is almost gone.

"Don't look at me like that, I mean, Lord Buran is really awesome."

"Fairy Bu Zhi is more beautiful when she doesn't speak."

Ba Tianshi smiled and said, Well, why does it feel a bit like his family's style?

"Haha, that designation won't work."

Bu Zhi smiled and refused. How could she express her emotions without speaking? She couldn't listen to this suggestion.

The first thunderbolt didn't even damage Bu Dian's hair, and Tianlei felt that his majesty had been challenged.

A second, more powerful thunder struck down instantly, and this time the barrier cracked with more than a dozen gaps.

As if afraid that these gaps would quickly return to their original state, the third thunder struck immediately.

Buran quickly cast his finger spells in the barrier to restore the barrier that had been broken into a spider web.

Even though the speed was fast enough, the barrier was still broken by the fourth thunder.

The fifth thunder roared towards Buran without any mercy.

The Tyrant Lion, who had been laughing and joking, stopped laughing and flew to Buran's side as fast as he could.

As long as there is no need, he will make up for it as soon as possible.

Babies, here we come, the day of feeding has begun!

(End of chapter)
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