Chapter 2289: No Edge, No Sword

Fang Yu shook his head and put the unconscious Wu Feng aside.

Then, he walked towards Lingjing Mountain again.

This time, after running the Soul Devouring Art, he closed his eyes and entered the second floor of the Qiankun Tower.

"bass……"

Fang Yu sat meditating on the ground, with the little blue seedling in front of him.

In the sky above the seedlings, a large amount of spiritual energy turned into drizzle, slowly falling down.

Some fell directly on the young seedlings, while others fell on the soil next to them.

The young seedlings glowed faintly.

Time passes slowly.

Fang Yu absorbed the spiritual crystal mountains one after another and used them to nourish the young seedlings.

However, the little seedlings seemed to have stopped growing. Although they had been absorbing the nutrients transformed by spiritual energy, there were no obvious changes.

"Master, I want to remind you that seedlings are just like people, their absorption capacity is limited within a certain period of time..." At this time, Extreme Cold Tears appeared next to Fang Yu and said.

Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Tears of Extreme Cold, sighed, and said: "So that's really the case. You really can't encourage the growth of the seedlings. I thought the plants growing on the second floor of the Qiankun Tower would be different, at least in terms of absorption ability. superior……"

In fact, Fang Yu had already thought of this when he saw that there was no change in the little seedling.

The reminder of Extreme Cold Tears confirms this point.

Needless to say, the principle of pulling out seedlings to encourage growth is actually the same as when monks practice.

If you act too hastily, you will go crazy and lose more than you gain.

As a vegetable farmer with many years of experience in growing vegetables, Fang Yu knows this very well.

But he just wanted to try it.

Now it seems that forced irrigation is indeed useless.

"We still have to do it step by step." Fang Yu stood up and stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

After leaving the Qiankun Tower, he had already absorbed fifteen of the Lingjing Mountains in front of him.

But there are still hundreds of them left, which can be said to be inexhaustible.

It takes a long time to absorb it all.

But now, there is no need for Fang Yu to absorb so much spiritual energy, it has already overflowed.

"We have to find a way to remove all the spiritual crystal mountains here..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and started thinking.

There are nearly 500 spiritual crystal mountains present, and if you want to move them all, you will need a quite huge storage space.

To open up such a space...it takes a certain amount of time.

Fang Yu looked around, frowned, and touched his chin.

"By the way, this space is very good. I don't need to move Lingjing Mountain... Wouldn't it be nice to make this space mine?" Fang Yu thought to himself.

This place is an independent space. Only those who hold the relevant 'key', that is, an object like the crystal spirit tablet used by Wu Feng, can enter this place.

What Fang Yu has to do now is... change the lock.

Get a lock that only he can open.

As a result, several two-star commanders of the Ninth Department will no longer be able to enter this place.

Here, it became his exclusive independent space.

This idea is very good, but it is still very difficult to implement it.

He must first understand the principle of the 'lock' in this space before he can make changes.

Fang Yu raised his head, the mark of the golden cross sword appeared in his eyes, and began to study it.

…

In the interstellar space not far from Part 9, a super giant starship is sailing rapidly.

The direction of sailing is exactly the ninth part!

It looks like a giant shark with a flag erected on its head.

Above are two large characters glowing with light.

First!

This is the first group of the Xianchen Monk Group, which is quite famous in the ninth base camp of the Kaishan Alliance!

At this moment, in the meeting hall, Wu Jian, the leader of Xianchen's first regiment, sat on a high seat with a gloomy face.

In front of him, several of his subordinates were kneeling, trembling at the moment and not daring to say anything.

Wu Jian was dressed in black, with sword-like eyebrows and stern eyes. Although his face was upright and handsome, he always gave off a ferocious aura.

At this time, the ferocious aura on his body was even more vivid.

The atmosphere in the entire discussion hall was extremely gloomy.

The reason for such a situation is because of the bad news received from the second group of Xianchen.

Ba Hu, the leader of Xianchen's second regiment, was brutally killed...and the cultivation of all members of the regiment was abolished!

For an order of monks, this blow was devastating.

It can even be said that the Xianchen Second Regiment is just gone.

The second group of Xianchen monks represents the face of the Xianchen monk group, and at the same time... its status in the Xianchen monk group is second only to the first group.

But now, the Second Xianchen Regiment has suffered such heavy losses.

This news spread back to the Xianchen First Regiment, making Wu Jian furious and making other members frightened.

You must know that Bahu is Wu Jian's most valued subordinate. He has followed Wu Jian from birth to death since he founded the Immortal Monk Group.

No one could have imagined that Bahu, who was inferior to one person in the Xianchen monks and ranked above ten thousand people... would end up so tragically.

After Wu Jian was furious, he immediately issued an order to go to the Ninth Department.

But none of the members understood Wu Jian's intention.

Although their Ancestor Monk Group is quite famous in the Ninth Base Camp.

But most places like this are not easily accessible and may be blocked.

It would be useless even if Wu Jian knew Commander Wu.

However, even if they didn't know Wu Jian's intention, no one dared to ask at this time.

Wu Jian's face was gloomy and he said nothing.

He went to the Ninth Division to find helpers to avenge Ba Hu!

As for who the helpers were... outsiders really couldn't imagine.

From the outside, Wu Jian's biggest backer was his close relationship with Wu Yang, the senior commander of the Ninth Division.

But in fact, that was a covered-up relationship.

The one who really had a close relationship with Wu Jian... was Wu Feng, the commander of the West District of the Division!

The two of them were brothers!

There was also a big brother, Wu Xiang, a two-star commander!

Among the three brothers, only Wu Jian did not directly work for the Kaishan Alliance. Therefore, his relationship with Wu Feng and Wu Xiang was not made public to avoid suspicion.

And the reason why Wu Jian could be what he is today is closely related to his two brothers.

In secret, his two brothers provided great help to Wu Jian.

Otherwise, the Xianchen Monks Group would not have developed so rapidly, and it would not have such a high reputation in the Ninth Base Camp, like a small alliance.

This time, after hearing about the incident in the Second Regiment of Xianchen, and the tragic death of Ba Hu... Wu Jian couldn't suppress the overwhelming hatred in his heart.

Even if he risked his relationship being exposed, he had to go to the Ninth Division and ask his brother Wu Feng for help to find that bastard Fang Yu and skin him alive!

"Sir... How should we... deal with the wounded in the Second Regiment of Xianchen?"

At this time, one of his men still plucked up the courage to ask.

Wu Jian looked at this man coldly and said in a cold voice: "How should we deal with it? There is no need to ask me such questions. Now, our First Regiment of Xianchen has only one goal, to avenge Ba Hu!"