As for the fairy spirits who have gone up to the next level, they can't even think about it. So much fairy spirit energy, let alone waste, can't even find it in the era of collapse of the fairy realm.

This Mo family’s conjecture: The experiment of transplanting flowers and woods ended. For thousands of years, some people have been refusing to repeat it, but they have never been able to get out of that rude. The most recent one was the descendant of the true man Mozi, the Venerable Moya who became famous three hundred years ago.

The Yin God Venerable Moya, known as a madman, has many of his ancestors' legacy.

"This conjecture has been proven to be correct. In the past three hundred years, only the madman Moya used it. It is not because of its mistake, but because it is not cost-effective, and few people can do it."

"But I can!"

Chu Liuxian suddenly stopped, "I can, the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm can do it!"

"As long as one day, the cyclone gathered from the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm reaches the level of the immortal spirit, even if my body cannot bear it and cannot inhale it into my body and turn it into my own use, it will be enough to "transfer flowers and wood."

"In other words, by then, I can give birth to fairy spirits!"

Chu Liuxian thought of this and his mind fluctuated. His body, whose soul condensed in his soul, was twisted in the Jade Hall. With a "bang", it was because he was too excited and could not continue to stay in the Xinhu space.

In the quiet room, Chu Liuxian opened his eyes, and the light bursting out from his eyes almost penetrated the body of the evil Buddha boy.

“Try it!”

Chu Liuxian couldn't wait to start trying, so the previous scene came up.

He was so focused and immersed in it wholeheartedly, without feeling that time had passed, and had never noticed that the iron-armored flying boat had arrived at the Dao Sect and landed.

When Chu Liuxian used the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm to reach its limit, it was as if it had been used before, and the iron-armored flying boat landed.

“Long~”

The iron-armored flying boat shook violently, almost shocking Chu Liuxian from the cloud bed. At this critical moment, the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm instantly lost control.

The cyclone in his palm was rotating rapidly, and a wisp of pure Yin penetrated into the coldness of his soul, turning into waves, impacting the quiet room.

In an instant, Chu Liuxian's face was like gold paper, and blood arrows spurted out from his right hand, and he was overwhelmed.

"Give me, stop!"

Chu Liuxian was roaring in his heart, but he was carrying a huge rock on his back and became the speed of a galloping horse. How could he stop just by saying that he could stop?

Just as the sudden change occurred, the evil Buddha boy who had been sitting quietly opposite him moved.

Chu Liuxian's eyes flashed, and he saw the evil Buddha boy pounced on him, and his whole body pounced on his palm where the fundamental method of the Immortal Realm was condensed, suppressing the rapidly expanding cyclone...

PS: Recommend a friend's book: "The Immortal Emperor" by Baiyi Liu: There are thousands of great ways in the world, and I only ask for my own way.
Chapter completed!