Chapter 351: 11th level (fourth more!)

Chapter 351, Level 11 (fourth!)
"Hey!"
Wang Xian stared at the only branch of the arm size, the look of suspense on his face.
"This is, my body?"
Wang Xian felt the eagerness in the body, flashing something in his mind, something that he almost forgot.
The ancestral tree, a ancestral tree that was once opened in the stone of the country.
The ancestral tree of the ancestors of Wanmu.
When the ancestral tree was integrated into Wang Xian’s body, he practiced for a month without slumbering to provide the ancestral tree to absorb the Qinglong spirit.
But when the ancestral tree was completely rooted in his body, there was no movement.
Did not bring him great benefits, nor did he make any changes.
This ancestral tree has been in his body, quietly motionless.
But now, this ancestral tree has trembled fiercely, trying to absorb the returning branches.
The returning soul tree Wang Xian saw a record about it in an ancient book.
The returning soul tree is a very magical existence, attaching a person's soul to the tree of returning soul. If a person dies, the soul will be absorbed by the returning soul tree.
After absorption, the returning soul tree will bear the fruit of the soul and can be revived in a special way.
This is a tree with incredible ability, recorded in the legend.
I did not expect that the branches of the returning soul tree would be met by him.
"But this branch has almost lost all its vitality, and it is still a nine-level item, far from other congenital spirits."
Wang Xian has some hesitation in his heart.
He is not sure about the true and false records of the returning soul tree, and it is obviously unwise to choose a nine-level item in this place with the congenital spirit.
Wang Xian’s face was hesitant, but at this time, the desire of his inner ancestors was even stronger.
"After absorbing it, the ancestral tree can bring good changes to yourself, or else it will be awkward!"
Wang Xian’s face is black, and he directly picks up the branches of the soul:
This is what I want!

"what?"
The old man looked at Wang Xian slightly and picked up a broken branch.
Although the branches are extraordinary, according to his experience, the items that are at most eight or nine grades are inferior to the congenital spirits.
However, Wang Xian chose a broken branch and he was very happy.
"After the election, I can't regret it."
The old man said faintly, his face showed a smile.
"natural!"
Wang Xian nodded and looked at the old man: "The Holy Doctor's Gate and Ding Dingshan can exchange things with a drug here. I don't know if I can redeem it now?"
"Exchange? It depends on what kind of medicine you are, what to redeem, if you need it, you can redeem it!"
The old man said with a smile.
"Return to Lingshi!"
Wang Xian said directly that at present, there are already 5,000 in his hands, plus the Lingshi obtained by the Dragon and the Lingshi on the suspended island.
There are still five thousand differences, and the stone used to build the Dragon Palace can be gathered.
In addition, the remaining resources have also been collected 60%, as long as the Lingshi is enough, the construction of the Dragon Palace is just around the corner.
"If you are a spiritual stone, we can buy your remedy according to the market price."
The old man said directly.
"Okay, the first-class medicinal herbs contain 100 capsules of qi, 30 capsules of strong body Dan, 20 granules of secondary medicinal herbs, 15 tablets of fermented dan, and the third class of medicinal herbs. grain."
Wang Xian took out some of the medicinal herbs and said to the old man.
"Oh? So much?"
The old man flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, silently estimating the value: "Two thousand Lingshi, we can give you two thousand Lingshi, even if it is more."
"Two thousand Lingshi!"
Wang Xian nodded slightly: "At present, Dan medicine is in Jiangcheng, how to trade?"
"I will give you a call, you will call this in Jiangcheng, someone will trade with you!"
The old man said with a smile on his face.
"it is good!"
Wang Xian nodded.
Out of the national treasury, Wang Xian once again brought their blindfolds and walked outside.
Out of the palace, the sky is dark and the moon is high.
Wang Xian looked at the time and found that it was already more than nine o'clock. However, as a city that never sleeps, it was brightly lit.
The surrounding buildings and stores are shining, and Wang Xian looks at Sun Lingxiu.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Well? I, I want to eat the authentic Shangjing Roast Duck. It is my first time to come to the capital!"
Sun Lingxiu looked around and smiled and stared at Wang Xian.
"I am also coming for the second time, let's go and eat roast duck!"
Wang Xian said that the taxi on the light road was driving toward the famous roast duck restaurant.
The blood man doctor saw his master and Wang Xian, so he was behind the transparent man, staring curiously at this bustling city.
After dinner, the three found a hotel and prepared to return to Jiangcheng the next day.
Inside the hotel, Wang Xian took out the bursting inflammatory beads and the returning branches.
"Devouring!"
He spit out the Dragon Ball, the Dragon Ball slowly devours the bursting of the inflamed beads, and the egg-sized Dragon Ball emits a hot temperature.
Wang Xian quickly isolated the flame, and a strand of dragon gas entered it, staring at it with a dignified face.
Dragon Ball swallowed karst beads, refining body fire beads, plus this bursting inflammatory beads.
Each of the three fire spirit beads has its own characteristics, the heavyness of the karst beads, the penetration, the gentleness of the body of the fire, and the violent bursting of the beads.
On the Dragon Ball, there is a phantom of a flame dragon, solid and violent.
"Roar!"
When the Dragon Ball completely absorbed the bursting beads, a slight dragonfly came.
Dragon Ball rotates slowly.
Dragon Ball: 11th level.
Seeing the evolution of Dragon Ball, Wang Xian’s face showed an excited look.
The ten-level flame dragon ball, under his control, can explode the strength of Dan.
In the human form, with the help of the flame dragon, Wang Xian has few rivals in the Dan.
Looking at the branches of the returning souls, I kept looking at them in my hands.
In addition to having a mysterious energy, there is no difference between the returning branches and the ordinary dead wood branches.
Wang Xian frowned slightly, and the rich Qinglong gas infused with the returning soul branches.
"Hey!"
At this moment, the returning branches of the soul seem to be activated, emitting a gray luster.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, Wang Xian felt that the saplings of his ancestors slowly extended a needle-like strip of paper, piercing his body and touching the branches of the returning soul.
In his astonished eyes, the returning branches were directly pulled into the body of Wang Xian.
The small saplings of the index finger swayed in the body of Wang Xian, and the first note slowly grew along the top.
The note is completely different from the turquoise ancestral tree, which is gray and gives off a gray sheen.
It looks very different.
Wang Xian stared at the ancestral tree in his body.
"What the is this thing, after absorbing the branches of the soul, there is no change except for a branch."
(End of this chapter)