But a hundred birds are worse than a single bird in the hand.

Only by completely getting the hands and turning them into your own strength can you make the best use of everything and no waste. Otherwise, when the Drunken Dragon Grass matures, even if it is a thousand times more precious or ten thousand times, it cannot bring Fang Qingshan a slight benefit. What's the use?

"snort!"

Fang Qingshan looked around the snake demon, as if he was very afraid of the aura of the chessboard of the heavens, but he was reluctant to let go of the drunk dragon grass. He kept patrolling Fang Qingshan, spitting out the core, as if he wanted to break Fang Qingshan back.

"roll!"

Fang Qingshan let out a light sound, instantly increasing the aura of the chessboard of the heavens.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The demon snake in front of him, including the snake king, suddenly became stiff all over, and fell to the ground, unable to move at all.

Seeing this, Bao Dajiang overestimated Fang Qingshan's methods, but he was still shocked. However, he was a person who knew what he was, and he looked at his nose and his nose, and said nothing.

After solving the trouble in front of him, Fang Qingshan did not hesitate. He immediately flew forward and took out a copy of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Changing Sword. He cut the entire Drunken Dragon Grass down.

"Walk!"

Then he took Bao Dajiang to quickly leave the Poison Dragon Cave.

"Damn it!"

After leaving the Poison Dragon Cave, Fang Qingshan suddenly discovered something very embarrassing.

That is, he does not have a magic weapon to store storage. Although the attack and defense of the chessboard of the heavens are first-class, they cannot be used as a magic weapon to store storage. If he cannot isolate the breath of the Drunken Dragon Grass, this is a very troublesome thing, and there will be no trouble.

"It seems that there is only a quick battle and a quick decision."

Thinking of this, Fang Qingshan did not retract the aura of the chessboard of the Heavens, but controlled it around his body and used the aura of the chessboard of the Heavens to cover up the aura of the Drunken Dragon Grass.

Because the aura of the chessboard of the Heavens just enveloped Fang Qingshan, and as long as the cultivation level was not much higher than that of him and then he happened to meet his own people, he could basically not find out the abnormality of the chessboard of the Heavens.

"Okay, thank you Brother Dajiang this time. This is Lingbo Weibu. Just take it and go back to the village!"

Whether it is because the Drunken Dragon Grass always has to cover up with the chessboard of the heavens, or if there is not much time, Fang Qingshan is eager to complete the main purpose of his visit to Shushan this time, so he took out the secret book of Lingbo Weibu that had been written long ago and handed it to Bao Dajiang.

"Thank you, Master Immortal." Bao Dajiang took Lingbo's Weibu with joy on his face, and then said solemnly, "Don't worry, Master Immortal, I don't know anything about what happened today."

"Yeah! Go!"

In response, Fang Qingshan nodded with a smile, but did not care.

Firstly, he did not expose the chessboard of the heavens, and secondly, Bao Dajiang didn’t know how precious the Drunken Dragon Grass was. Most importantly, he didn’t stay in Shushan for a long time.

Therefore, he didn't care whether Bao Dajiang was tight-lipped.

After sending Bao Dajiang away, Fang Qingshan ran towards Lantao Mountain without stopping.

Nothing to say along the way.

Fang Qingshan remained vigilant and came to Lantao Mountain smoothly without any danger.

Afar, I saw a continuous mountain peak, covered with peach trees, steep mountains and deep streams, and lush grass and trees. It was noon in the hot summer, the sun was scorching sun, and the peach mud was evaporated, forming a cluster of colorful clouds and mists, covering the green peaks, like a brilliant Shu brocade wrapped around a plate of jade bamboo, which was very magnificent.

But Fang Qingshan seemed to be coming from the wrong time, but it was obvious that at this moment, Rottao Mountain seemed like a volcano erupting, with colorful clouds and mists emitting outwards. Against the backdrop of the sun, it looked like a splash of gorgeous rays of rays.

Although this ray of rays is beautiful, it is a fatal thing.

This is the Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma. The Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma that the Red-haired Ancestor practiced with this sacrifice is a very famous reputation. In the future, fighting with the immortals of Emei made those arrogant young people suffer all their hardships. In the end, they would go to the North Pole to seek spiritual medicine from the Xiankong Ancestor.

Not to mention the others, the reason why the dragon and elephant can be free and easy was that the Red-haired Ancestor tolerate him sleeping soundly beside the bed was also due to the five clouds of peach blossom miasma.

If there is no defensive treasure and fighting with the dragon and elephant here, let alone the Red-haired Ancestor, even an ordinary celestial immortal may not be able to take it.

Fortunately, Fang Qingshan’s chessboard has unparalleled defense, which is probably even worse than the Nine Heavens Yuanyang ruler in Shushan. Especially since he does not need Fang Qingshan to activate it, he can maximize his defense as long as he consumes part of his luck.

Fang Qingshan had nothing to do, but he came to Lantao Mountain to wander around two months ago. He had already known the terrain here.

At this moment, he was familiar with it. Old Ma knew the way and chose a land area. He tried his best to throw the Drunken Dragon Grass out of the distance, then wrapped himself up with the chessboard of the heavens and hid in the dark.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Fang Qingshan gathered the breath of the chessboard of the Heavens, the breath of the drunk dragon grass naturally lingered immediately.

For a moment, I saw that the rotten peach mountain seemed to compete with thousands of sails and hundreds of boats competed with each other.

Hundreds of monsters, especially snakes with dragon blood, swarmed out and crowded towards the place where the Drunken Dragon Grass fell.

Anything that is blocking their lives and any thing that stops them from competing for the Drunken Dragon Grass is only one action to eliminate all matters that are blocking their lives.

Song!

hiss!

Just when these snake monsters fought for the Drunken Dragon Grass, a dragon roar sounded.

Then I saw a giant figure with a head of hundreds of feet long, the size of a bucket, two horns, and four claws on the abdomen, and the miasma of the peach blossoms soared into the sky.

A powerful aura and a supreme pressure swept across the world, causing the monsters that were originally fighting for to be extinguished in an instant, and they all collapsed on the ground, trembling, and unable to even move.

Bang!

The dragon elephant looked around for a week, rolled its nose, swallowed the drunken dragon grass into its belly, and then slowly sank into the bottom of the Rotten Peach Mountain.

He didn't stay for long. He couldn't wait to refine the Drunken Dragon Grass, and he was afraid of meeting the Red-haired Ancestor.

"Um?"

At the same time, in the Red-haired Ancestor who was originally in seclusion couldn't help but frown, looked in the direction of Rottao Mountain, and murmured to himself,

"What's crazy about this dragon elephant going crazy today? It actually ran out?"

But then, I felt that the dragon elephant appeared in a glance and became silent again, and the red-haired ancestor didn't care much.

At this moment, in the rotten peach mountain, as the drunken dragon grass was snatched away by the dragon elephant, calmness returned to its original state.

To be on the safe side, Fang Qingshan did not come out immediately, nor did he immediately get into the mud.

He waited in the corner for seven days, and guessed that the effect of the Drunken Dragon Grass had basically occurred, and then he walked out of the darkness.

"Success or failure is here!"

Looking at the gorgeous lone Taoshan, Fang Qingshan took a deep breath, controlled the chessboard of the heavens, wrapped himself in, and stretched out, like a meteor flying down, jumping into the swamp quagmire with a thud.
Chapter completed!