A natural dao weapon, magic weapon?

Lin Feng looked at the babble of Yuehua and Xinghui again, his whole body was wrapped in radiant haze, like an old tree burning like a torch, his eyes thoughtful.

It seems that in this human world, there are not only vegetation of elixir and holy medicine, some vegetation can also be used for refining artifacts, which are natural Dao artifacts.

Although Lin Feng was surprised, he accepted such a thing very quickly.

Because, in the Central Plains region, before Blue Star was integrated into the Taiyi realm, there was a tree of Jianmu. The other party has already developed spiritual wisdom and self-cultivation.

And now, I am afraid that he is already a master of star picking.

"This tree is not just a natural artifact. If you continue to practice instinctively like this, maybe one day it will be psychic!"

Lin Feng thought to himself.

Unlike the flesh-and-blood body of the human race and the monster race, flowers, plants and trees, etc., it is more difficult to practice, and it is more difficult to psychic.

However, once channeled, it is often extremely against the sky.

Ru Na Jianmu, although it is only a star-picking realm now, it has deep roots and occupies a city. The ordinary star-picking realm cannot do anything to him.

If you want to kill him, at least a great monk who has no defect above will come.

However, its disadvantages are also great. Unless it fades away and transforms into a human form, there is no way to move it at all.

Once it is uprooted, it will either die out or be severely injured!

"Qiang~!"

At this time, the old tree surrounded by the gods, the nine leaves trembling, resounded through this quiet mountain forest, and the clanging sword sound was full of murderous air.

This is indeed a natural best Taoist tool, Shi Tong's words are right.

"I want it!" Shi Tong said solemnly.

And the same words sounded in Lin Feng's heart. If such a natural Dao weapon can be obtained, it will be of great use in the future, and it is definitely not weaker than a handed down holy weapon.

You know, this tree has been entrenched here for so many years. After years of devouring Xinghui Yuehua, nourished by the blood of the dead monks, no one can say how solid foundations have been accumulated!

"I'm afraid this thing is unknown!" Zhong Weiming frowned.

"Boss, what are you afraid of, you don't want us to!" Pang Jian smiled.

He is also greedy for this thing.

As he said, he looked at the old third Fei and said, "How about you, third brother?"

"Since the big brother doesn't want it, how about three of us each?" Fei Yan glanced at the crowd, and then said slowly.

Hearing this, Zhong Weiming frowned slightly, then spread his brows, shook his head, and said nothing.

As for the demon master Shi Tong, his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he recovered his calm and nodded, "Okay."

In the silent forest, the three of them walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. At the same time, Lin Feng straightened up and approached silently, ready to go.

Although it is still unclear what the strength of these four people is, Lin Feng knows that Shi Tong is at best only the early stage of Wuxia, which is equivalent to him.

The remaining three people, no matter how strong they are, at best they are only near saints.

If it is unexpected, Lin Feng is sure to kill one person instantly with a thunder blow.

There are still three people left. Even if he loses, he can escape calmly. In such a region, I believe they will not dare to pursue them with all their strength.

Finally, the three of them approached the low three-foot-long old tree. Pang Jian, Fei Yan, and Shi Tong looked at the blood-red jade leaf, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's as beautiful as a work of art!

The world suddenly dimmed again, and large swaths of stars and moonlight fell down, and the low tree was once again wrapped in sunlight, burning like a torch in the dark.