Chapter 461 Save the Three Spirits

Looking at those children, Yang Qian's heart suddenly made a lot of waves. The spiritual continent was isolated in the endless sea for various reasons, and the monks here could only wander in this 100,000-li area. They had not even heard of demons, human beings, and demons.

"Do you all want to hear about me outside?" Yang Qian gently stroked the child's head and smiled.

"Think, think, think, big brother, tell us quickly!" Listening to Yang Qian's words, those children were also a little anxious.

"In the outside world, there are human races, demons, demons, they..." After taking a deep breath, Yang Qian continued to talk about what was going on outside.

I don't know how long it was. Yang Qian talked about only three shots a day, and at this time the sky was already dark, but Yang Qian's story attracted a lot of fire spirits, and the space illuminated by the flames on their bodies was bright.

"Brother, let's go and come back tomorrow to hear your story!" Those monks said goodbye to Yang Qian one by one, and then the space returned to calm.

"Cough..." Looking at the gradually leaving back, Yang Qian also felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Whether they are spiritual or green people, they are poor creatures. They are not only weak, but also have to be plundered by other monks. Sooner or later, such a race will be eliminated by history.

"Xiao San, they all left. Why didn't you leave?" Just after Yang Qian sighed, his eyes suddenly saw the three spiritual fruits next to him.

"Big brother, I don't know where to go!" The three spirits are a little shy.

"What's the matter? It's so big here. Why don't you know where to go?" Listening to Sanlingguo's words, Yang Qian was also puzzled for a while.

Whether they are spiritual or green, their cultivation conditions are the same as those of other monks, so as long as they are full of aura, there is no fixed place.

"Because you destroyed his roots!" At this moment, an old voice suddenly appeared in Yang Qian's ears.

"Senior, why are you here?" The old man is the white man, who is also the saint in the mouth of spiritual practice.

"Grandpa Bai!" Looking at the white mang, the three spiritual fruits suddenly rushed over.

"Senior, what did you mean just now? I think he is very good. Why did I destroy his root again?" At this time, Yang Qian was also puzzled by Bai Mang's words.

After appeasing the three spiritual fruits, Bai Mang said, "Although the green people can transform their human form, they leave their own roots in place when they walk in human form, and this is an important part of their absorption of aura. At that time, the guest inadvertently destroyed his root when you released the sky fire, so He doesn't know where to go!"

At this time, Yang Qian's heart was also shocked. He didn't know that the green people still had something about this. Yang Qian hurriedly asked, "Then what will happen if they lose their roots?"

It's enough that the three spiritual fruits have not been transformed into a human form, but at this time they have been transformed into a human form, that is, a creature with flesh and blood, and will not kill a child Yang Qian.

"There are two possibilities to find another place full of aura and give birth to their roots, but in this way, their spiritual power will gradually collapse, that is to say, he will turn into an unconscious three spiritual fruit again. When his spiritual power is abundant, he will transform into a human form, and the second is to slowly wither into a A elixirs without consciousness!" Bai Mang said slowly.

"Is there no other way?" Yang Qian didn't know that the matter would be so serious. If he had known that Yang Qian would not have wanted the three spiritual fruits.

"Hai, every race has its own defects, and this green people are no special. Only adult green people have the ability to practice in human form, otherwise there is no other way!" Bai Mang shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, seniors, if their roots are damaged, can they be repaired with powerful life energy?" At this time, Yang Qian remembered his star wood brewing, which was Yimu Jingyuan. At the beginning, the vegetation was green like that, and Yang Qian also saved it, so in Yang Qian's opinion, it was not difficult to repair the root.

"Life energy? This old man doesn't know whether it is feasible or not." Bai Mang also looked helpless.

"Whether he can do it or not, we will always try. By the way, senior, do you know where the aura is the most abundant here?" Although Yang Qian has star wood brewing, Yang Qian knows that even if it makes the three spiritual fruits take root, there is no suitable place to grow it for nothing.

"Follow me!" Bai Mang thought for a moment and walked forward.

Because the spiritual continent has a lot of elixirs and is located on the endless sea, the aura here is rarely plundered, and the night is the most peaceful time, so it feels particularly refreshing compared with other places.

And the scenery here is also extremely special. Because of the existence of spiritual practice, there are shining lights everywhere, golden light, green light, red light... The colorful feeling is very strange.

With Bai Mang, Yang Qian came to a hillside, where the view was extremely wide, and there was only a huge ancient tree in the middle.

The ancient tree has an extremely large body, the whole trunk is several meters thick, and the branches and leaves on the crown are extremely lush. When Yang Qian approaches, he obviously feels a strong spirit of wood and water spirit.

"See the saint, I don't know what's wrong with the saint coming to me?" At this moment, the huge branch suddenly shook, and then an old voice sounded from the trunk.

"There is a wounded green man here. I wonder if you can let him take care of here?" Although Bai Mang was the saint here, he did not force any monk to do what he did not want to do. At this time, he negotiated with the giant tree in a consultative tone.

"Ha ha, no problem, I will give some aura to that little guy!" The giant tree obviously knew who Bai Mang was talking about, and there was a trace of kindness in his tone.

"Thank you, grandpa!" Seeing that the giant tree promised San Lingguo, he hurriedly thanked him.

"Ha, little guy, come here and come to my tree root!" After saying that, a soil in front of him suddenly loosened, and a small pit suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qian.

At the same time, Sanlingguo also fell into the pit and turned into his body, but Yang Qian also found that at this time, Sanlingguo was relatively dim, much more depressed than when Yang Qian first saw it.

Looking at this time, Yang Qian was also slightly stunned. After all, all this was because of his photo, but after a short loss of distraction, Yang Qian then took out a bottle of Wangpinxing wood wine and went down to the Sanling fruit.

As soon as Yang Qian opened the bottle, the strong Yimu Jingyuan suddenly gushed out, and the whole space was covered with a faint cyan.

"Etonu Jingyuan! I didn't expect you to have such a good thing." Feeling the energy fluctuation from the starwood brewing, the white mang's face also showed a trace of shock at this time.

At this time, Yang Qian did not have time to pay attention to Bai Mang's shock. He just watched the changes of Sanlingguo carefully.

When the starwood wine drips on the leaves of the three spirit fruit, Yang Qian can clearly feel that the three spirit fruit itself also emits a strong life fluctuation, and then the three spirit fruit also begins to absorb the Yimu essence in the starwood wine.

Yang Qian dripped down drop by drop, not Yang Qian was reluctant to give up, but Yang Qian was afraid that the three spiritual fruits could not be absorbed for a while, and finally dissipated in the space.

Yang Qian has been dripping for a full quarter of an hour, and when it is absorbed, the three spiritual fruit also emits a faint blue light.

However, just after Yang Qian finished dripping a bottle of starwood brewing, when he was about to take out another bottle, the three spiritual fruits suddenly burst into a dazzling white light, and Yang Qian and the white mang couldn't help closing their eyes.

This dazzling white light lasted ten breaths, and it was these ten breaths that made the three spiritual fruits change dramatically.

Under the observation of Yang Qian's consciousness, Yang Qian suddenly found that there was a fruit on the top of the head of the three spiritual fruits, but the fruit was exactly the same as the other three fruits.

Such a change surprised Yang Qian. The so-called Sanling fruit is because he usually produces three white fruits, while Yang Qian, who has four fruits, has never seen or heard of.

After the light dissipated, Yang Qian found that at this time, the three spiritual fruits not only produced one more fruit, but also the other three fruits were larger and the color changed to blue

"What the hell is going on?" Looking at the changes at this time, Yang Qian was surprised.