Chapter 182 Millennium Spiritual Milk Pool

Seeing this news, Fang Chen subconsciously went to the room where he used to keep the Teleport Immortal Mansion.

Of course nothing was found.

Only then did he remember that he had teamed up with Lin Qingshan to place all the teleportation immortals in specific teleportation rooms.

This was still his idea.

It's just that he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Go down the stairs to the teleportation room, and after a while, he appears on the ghost island.

To be precise, it should be in the underground cave of Ghost Island.

As for the island, the exit of the ghost realm has been connected, attracting many disembodied souls and causing the ghost realm to grow a lot.

The tree spirit is extremely happy now.

What pleased him most was that a large part of these souls came from monsters on the seabed, not ordinary humans.

This situation also caused corresponding changes in the ghost realm, giving birth to a sea of ​​ghost spirits for these souls to live in.

According to the tree spirit, the ecological environment of the ghost realm has become more complete, and the probability of promotion to the cave sky has further increased.

He also asked Fang Chen to kill some monsters on land every day, so that some monster souls could be collected in the ghost land.

As for ordinary beasts, their soul strength is too low and it is difficult to generate souls after death.

After hearing this request, Fang Chen waved his hand and said that wherever the monsters needed to be killed, when the scale of spirit beast breeding in Yuehua Fairy City increased, he could just slaughter a batch and get a lot of souls.

The tree spirit was also fooled by the beautiful vision he painted.

It never occurred to him that it was because he was afraid of death and would never go to a place where monsters were infested.

Unless there is only one monster causing trouble, and the monster's cultivation level is far lower than his own.

The reason why Fang Chen thought so much was because when he came to the underground cave of Ghost Island, Han Zhao was not here.

Thinking about it, the other party had just discovered the so-called good thing, and it must still be nearby at this moment. And he came as soon as he got the news, so Han Zhao naturally couldn't greet him.

But this kind of thing didn't matter. Fang Chen took out the Ziyu Slip, informed Han Zhao that he was coming, and then waited where he was.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Han Zhao ran over. When he saw Fang Chen, he ignored the rules and waved to him directly: "City Lord, come with me. The things I found are over here."

Fang Chen naturally didn't care about this, and ran as fast as he could using his magic power to catch up with him.

This narrow cave was originally pitch black, with only the light at the entrance visible. Now it is covered with moss that has shimmering properties, preventing people from getting lost.

Under the leadership of Han Zhao, the two quickly arrived at the cave above the connected island and exited from here.

"That thing is on the island?"

Fang Chen was a little confused. He, Lin Qingshan, and Zheng Pingkang had already thoroughly explored Ghost Island. There might be some missing places in the underground caves, but there would definitely be nothing they missed on the island.

"It's also an underground cave, but it's not connected to here. It was a cave I accidentally dug out when I was practicing magic on the island."

Having said this, Han Zhao scratched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Do you insist on practicing spells every day?"

From Han Zhao's words, Fang Chen captured another piece of information.

"Yes, especially after becoming a deacon, you can redeem offensive spells. I have to spend an hour every day practicing."

Of course Han Zhao would not hide it and revealed his situation to Fang Chen.

As for the offensive spell he mentioned, it should be fireball.

An opening has been opened to allow some people to exchange.

For example, the residents who are on patrol, or the deacons and mayors stationed in Lunafang City, they need some force.

"Then what level of fireball skills have you mastered now?"

Fang Chen also continued to ask.

"I have been proficient in it for a long time, but I still can't reach the threshold of proficiency."

Speaking of this, Han Zhao was also a little disappointed.

"Fireball is a bad spell, but few people can master it to the point of proficiency. If you can really do it, you will already surpass 90% of the monks."

What Fang Chen said is not an exaggeration. Any monk can master spells to a proficient level as long as he studies hard and practices hard.

However, few people can achieve the state of perfection.

Not to mention superb.

Every spell mastered to the point of perfection is almost Taoist and possesses powerful power.

Fang Chen has already seen this.

After all, he still has a cave-like spiritual object in his hand that can use the five-element planting spell at a superb level.

It's just that the Five Elements Planting Spell is more auxiliary and does not reflect much combat effectiveness. However, it has greatly improved the entire Yuehua Immortal City.

For example, the essence of grass and trees condensed by the superb level of grass and tree skills.

One drop can speed up the growth of spiritual plants for three months. Currently, it is all used to ripen golden marrow rice.

It also expanded the cultivation scale of golden marrow rice in Yuehua Fairy City a lot.

I believe that it won’t take long for the residents of Yuehua Immortal City to taste the first-order high-grade spiritual valley.

"Really? Then I will definitely work hard."

Hearing what Fang Chen said, Han Zhao's eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

He is a progressive person.

Otherwise, his cultivation level would not improve so quickly.

Once I heard that I could surpass 80% of the monks, I naturally gained endless motivation.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Chen's opinion of him was a little higher. He thought that after spending more time on Ghost Island, he could take over Zheng Pingkang's position as deputy city lord of Tianfengxian City.

Zheng Pingkang, who had served as a city guard general, could help train the immortal soldiers of the Immortal Dynasty.

Although he had only commanded a mortal army before, his thoughts on military training were basically the same.

With this thought in his mind, he quickly came to the hole that Han Zhao accidentally dug.

"Is this a cave created by your fireball technique?"

Looking at the giant cave with a radius of more than ten feet in front of him, Fang Chen suddenly felt a little surprised.

"Of course not. There is a cave below. My fireball technique only destroyed the balance of the stone above and exposed it."

Han Zhao quickly explained that although he also wanted his fireball technique to have such power, he obviously couldn't do it at the moment.

"I see."

Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. If the hole was really made by him using the fireball technique, then his level of fireball technique was definitely close to the proficiency level.

"The treasure is still inside. City Lord, please go in with me."

As Han Zhao spoke, he condensed another small sun for illumination.

There are no spiritual plants with low-light properties in this underground cave, so it is completely dark. Only under the light of the Red Sun Technique can some clues be revealed.

Going down inside and looking around, the area here is obviously smaller than the area below the other entrance. It's no wonder Zheng Pingkang didn't choose this place as his base.

However, although this place is small, there are eight caves on the surrounding walls, leading to different directions.

The entrance to one of the caves was marked. Obviously, Han Zhao left it to prevent himself from being unable to find this place again.

Just as Fang Chen thought, Han Zhao strode towards the marked cave entrance, and he followed closely behind him.

The entrance to the cave was very narrow and could only accommodate one person. They walked one after the other for about two-quarters of an hour before arriving at a bifurcation with two caves on the left and right.

There are still marks made by Han Zhao on it.

According to the original mark, the two chose the cave on the left, which was much wider and allowed them to walk side by side without looking crowded.

But if there is one more person, it won't work.

"Weren't you scared when you were exploring a cave like this alone?"

After lining up, Fang Chen picked up the topic again.

"Of course I'm not afraid. City Lord, if you leave this island to me, I will naturally explore every part of the island. Moreover, I also know the fireball technique. If I encounter any monster, I will have the confidence to deal with it."

Han Zhao patted his chest confidently.

Hearing that his tone didn't sound like he was lying, Fang Chen sighed: "You must have been a scholar before you came to Yuehua Fairy City. I didn't expect you to be so courageous."

"Alas, there is no other way. I originally studied to go to Beijing to take the exam, but before I could do anything well in the exam, the masters of the country became immortals. Every place is managed by their mortal blood. It is not our turn. I I abandoned my literary career and became a hunter with my father, and this is how I developed my courage.”

When he mentioned the past, Han Zhao's tone was very normal, but Fang Chen could detect a hint of sadness and loss in his eyebrows.

"Hey, why are you talking about this? The treasure I found is right in front."

Before Fang Chen could offer any words of comfort, Han Zhao had already walked out on his own and sped up.

So Fang Chen also accelerated.

Soon, he felt a strong spiritual energy coming towards him, but when he looked forward, it was still pitch black. Obviously, this baby was not within the range of the red sun technique's light.

After walking for another two-quarters of an hour, the spiritual energy became more and more intense, but the treasure still could not be seen.

This also made him look forward to it even more.

Even from such a distance, he could feel the rich spiritual energy, so it must be an extremely extraordinary treasure.

With this mood in mind, they walked for another quarter of an hour, and finally could see the faint light ahead, and the two of them speeded up their pace unconsciously.

As the saying goes, if you look up the mountain, you will run to death.

After the faint light appeared, the two of them walked for another half-quarter of an hour before finally reaching a relatively large open space.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with the open space where the Teleport Immortal Mansion is placed, but there is still a space of one or two acres.

And it's not appropriate to say this is an open space.

In a space of one or two acres, the stalactites hanging upside down interact with the stalagmites growing on the ground, forming a magnificent natural landscape.

It's just that the good things Han Zhao discovered couldn't be this scenery.

After all, the rich spiritual energy here does not seem to be fake, but there is no spiritual vein seen.

"City Lord, the baby is still ahead."

Han Zhao shuttled between stalagmites and stalactites, and Fang Chen quickly followed.

Soon, we arrived at the center of this stalagmite forest.

A small lake ten feet wide appeared in front of Fang Chen's eyes. The lake water was completely milky white, and it also released rich spiritual energy.

Looking at this scene, Fang Chen's mind raced rapidly, thinking carefully about the corresponding things, and soon he had the answer, and he shouted it loudly.

"Thousand-year Spiritual Milk Pond?"

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