Chapter 405 Fu Shanyue's Goal

The more devout ones knelt down on the spot.

No one needed to explain, the residents of Fufeng City all understood:

The Treasure Tree King was angry.

The supreme ruler of the Treasure Tree Kingdom has always had a good temper, and he spends eleven months of the year in seclusion and hibernation. Most residents felt his anger for the first time.

Prime Minister Tang had just left Baiyun Mountain two quarters of an hour ago. At this time, he ordered the carriage to turn around and immediately rushed back to meet the king.

"My king, what happened?"

"Spirit seed!" The lake in Baiyun Mountain was no longer calm. The wind was high and the waves were fierce, hitting the shore. The magnificent crown of the Treasure Tree King was also swaying in the strong wind. "The connection between me and the spirit seed was suddenly cut off! How is this possible?"

Prime Minister Tang said cautiously: "Did the escort team encounter an accident?"

"At this time, they should have walked to the Wind Tundra." The voice of the Treasure Tree King was still full of anger, "Even if the spirit seed was taken away, I should be able to sense its general location!"

How could it be calm when the spirit seed that took thirty-six years of energy to nurture disappeared?

"Could it be that the spirit seed has..." Gone? Prime Minister Tang couldn't say these words.

"No, it's still alive." Baoshu Wang was a little confused, "but I just can't sense its location."

How can this be?

It can sense the status of every tree guard in the country.

"Send someone immediately, I want to know what happened!"

...

In the belly of Fengmo Mountain.

All the chores have been done, Fu Shanyue jumped down the gap and interrogated the captives: "Where is the thing that the tyrant king of Shanyu Kingdom bribed Chiyan?"

The envoy of Chiyan gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Fu Shanyue didn't have the patience to wait for a reply. He just picked up all the fragments in the belly of the mountain and realized that the spirit seed had been lost. He was tricked by the kid riding a goat.

He was unhappy, so he took it out on the envoy, pulling off his ring finger with a hand, and taking off the ring on the broken finger with a scream.

Hmm? Not this one, it's just an ordinary ruby ​​ring.

Fu Shanyue pulled out another finger and tried again.

This time it was right.

He turned over the blood-stained storage ring, and the sundries inside were like a small mountain, especially the bottles and jars.

The Chiyan envoy had fainted from the pain, and was awakened by a few slaps: "Which one is it?"

Before the Chiyan envoy could catch his breath, he cursed: "My king treats you kindly, why do you...ah!"

Fu Shanyue cut off another finger of his, sneering: "I don't want to listen to nonsense, next time I'll cut off your neck. As for the medicine, I can slowly find it."

The Chiyan envoy couldn't bear the pain, so he pointed to a small wooden bottle and said: "This, this is it!"

The bottle is only the length of a middle finger, pure hand-carved wood, with a winter plum carved on it, it still looks inconspicuous.

But it is sealed with gold lacquer.

Is the packaging so simple? Fu Shanyue was skeptical: "Really?"

"It's true, it's true!" The Chiyan envoy took a deep breath, "This is what the Shanyu envoy gave me at Liushe Inn!"

Fu Shanyue's eyes turned: "The gifts have been given, there should be a letter, right?"

"Yes, yes." The Chiyan envoy took out a golden letter from a pile of documents with difficulty, and the wax seal on the letter was intact, "It's a letter from the king of Shanyu to my king."

Fu Shanyue grabbed it and tore it open, took out the letter, first confirmed the signature and seal, and then looked at the content for a few times, muttering: "It's true..."

He turned the small bottle in his hand, uncorked it and sniffed it.

There was a light red liquid inside, and there was a strange fragrance in the face, which made Fu Shanyue feel the urge to drink it all up.

This feeling is very strong, not much worse than the Emperor's Stream.

It seems to be this thing. After spending so much effort, the plan did not go smoothly from the beginning of Sanxinyuan. Fortunately, everything is back on track now, and the things are in hand.

Fu Shanyue was relieved and asked the Chiyan envoy: "Do you know what is in it?"

The Chiyan envoy shook his head blankly: "I don't know, I just received the order to bring it back."

"Then you are useless."

With a snap, Fu Shanyue broke the envoy's neck.

Almost at the same time, his left hand lightened, and the bottle was actually taken away!

Fu Shanyue was shocked, and his left hand was bent into a claw, and he grabbed back.

The action was so fast that there was even a sound of tearing cloth in the air, but it was not too loud in the windy Fengmo Rock.

But the thief retreated faster, and a shadow was seen moving backwards, standing at the outermost edge of the stone cave, and taking another step to jump into the mountain.

"It's you." It was the guy riding a sheep just now.

Fu Shanyue was furious: "You have already taken the spirit seed, and you still want to take my things?"

This is intolerable!

"Is this yours? Not from the Chiyan Kingdom?" He Lingchuan also imitated his previous actions and put the wooden bottle under his nose to sniff.

Fu Shanyue made such a big scene, from killing the envoy of the Ailing Kingdom in Sanxinyuan to releasing the wind demon to attack the Baoshu Kingdom guards in the Gale Tundra, all of which were ruthless, but in the end it was just to seize this small bottle?

It is impolite not to return the favor, and He Lingchuan is also a person who will never let go of the opportunity.

Just now, he used the snake skin of Boshan Jun to hide beside him, and used the magical power of being stubborn to hide his breath, and cooperated with the interference of the whistling wind outside, so that he could deceive Fu Shanyue's ears, eyes and nose.

But this smell in the bottle, this unique and sweet smell, He Lingchuan was actually familiar with it. Where did he smell it before?

He frowned.

However, he did not have the urge to drink it all in one gulp like Fu Shanyue.

Fushan Yue stood up suddenly, pointed at the envoy of Chiyan State and said word by word: "Give the bottle back, otherwise your fate will be worse than his."

He walked forward step by step, like a leopard ready to attack. Anyone who has seen him in action will not doubt the weight of this sentence.

But He Lingchuan waved his hand: "Wait a minute!"

He showed a strange look on his face, because he finally remembered where the smell came from.

"What do you, a Ba, want this thing for?"

Yes, he went to Wenxuan Pavilion to look up books in his dreams these days, and went to Xiantang to ask the experts to solve his doubts, wanting to know what kind of monster Fushan Yue is.

The appearance is exactly the same as that of humans, but the monster is powerful and likes to absorb the essence of monsters or humans.

There is really such a monster that meets the above requirements, but strictly speaking it is not a monster, but a monster.

This is Ba.

After a person dies, by chance, he turns into a fierce corpse and walks in the world without fear of sunlight.

The conditions for the formation of Ba are harsh, and it was very rare even in ancient times. If it were put into the modern world, well, it could probably be put into the exhibition hall.

He Lingchuan didn't expect that he was so lucky. Any enemy he made would be a rare Ba.

Seeing that Fu Shanyue was about to move forward, He Lingchuan tilted the bottle outward: "One more step forward, I'll pour it out."

There was a crack in the ground below, and no matter how powerful Fu Shanyue was, he couldn't save the liquid in the bottle.

He had to stop: "This thing is useless to you, but it is the key to my breakthrough."

"The key to your breakthrough?" He Lingchuan felt even more strange, "You are a Ba, even if you use external forces, isn't the key to breakthrough to suck blood?"

"Of course."

He Lingchuan frowned: "Do you know what this is?"

Fu Shanyue didn't answer.

He Lingchuan immediately tilted the bottle.

Fu Shanyue could only say: "It is said that there are still a few dragon eggs of real dragons left in the world. This is the fetal blood and bone marrow extracted from the eggs."

"You mean, this is dragon marrow?" He Lingchuan's tone became strange, "Dragon marrow and phoenix liver?"

"Yes."

"You want to drink this thing to improve your cultivation?"

"What's the problem?"

He Lingchuan touched his nose and could hardly hold back his smile.

Fu Shanyue frowned and thought about how to kill this guy later. Unexpectedly, He Lingchuan suddenly asked him again: "I heard that the king of Chiyan is also a ba, what is your relationship with it?"

Chiyan is the shortest-lived vassal demon country in Beijia. It seems that it has only been established for more than 150 years, and it has also fixed the number of vassal demon countries in Beijia at thirteen.

There have been more and less in history, but in the past two hundred years, there have been thirteen.

Fu Shanyue did not answer.

The next second, He Lingchuan took back the bottle, and also plugged the bottle stopper again, and threw it back to Fu Shanyue.

This action made Fu Shanyue confused: "What are you doing?"

Is there any fool in the world who throws dragon marrow to others?

"Good luck to you." He Lingchuan jumped back and fell into the belly of the mountain.

Fu Shanyue rushed over and saw that the guy used a hook to swing to the edge of the high cliff and planned to ride a goat down the mountain quickly.

But before He Lingchuan could reach the goat, a shadow rose from the terrace and rushed directly towards him.

Very strong wind.

He Lingchuan happened to pass by a stone cave and was blown into the stone cave by the strong wind. He almost hit his face against the wall.

But he reacted very quickly and took out a stone sculpture of Feng Shiye from the storage ring and pressed it to the ground.

The wind around him weakened all of a sudden.

At this time, he looked back and saw Feng Mo.

This guy's size was reduced again, only more than one person tall. It looked at Feng Shiye and then at He Lingchuan, roared twice, and it was obvious that he was very unhappy with him.

It was intelligent and knew that Fu Shanyue had just been coerced by He Lingchuan and that the thing was in his hands. Therefore, it waited until He Lingchuan returned the wooden bottle before it came to take revenge.

"Hey, as a human being, no, as a wind, you should know how to repay kindness." He Lingchuan fumbled with Feng Shiye twice, shaking his finger at Feng Mo, "If I hadn't interrupted the guard leader's spell just now, you would have been forcibly suppressed by the root ball of the treasure tree king."

Feng Mo didn't pay much attention to what he said, but hesitated and swayed twice in front of Feng Shiye. The worry was almost visible to the naked eye.

This was different from the murderous aura in the previous two times.

But He Lingchuan didn't relax his vigilance. Facing Feng Mo's body directly, would this stone sculpture still work?

Feng Mo swayed twice, as if he had made up his mind.

How could he stop because of a small stone pillar?

These pillars had long left the place where they should be guarding.

It suddenly let out a thunderous roar and rushed up.

The Wind Lion suddenly trembled and shook non-stop, as if someone was beating it with a stick.

Then there was a "snap" sound, and the Wind Lion broke apart.

Fu Shanyue, who was watching the battle not far away, saw this and shook his head.

The Wind Lion does have the effect of warding off wind and suppressing evil spirits, but the effectiveness of any magical power has an upper limit and a limit. It has no problem suppressing ordinary strong winds, but against the wind demon——