Chapter 1415: Ten Spiritual Roots, How Can I Live?

By activating the blue flame of the sea, Fang Ping quickly shuttled through the Black Water River, and instantly caught up with the black heart snail and put it away.

The black-hearted snail has strong vitality. Even if it is left Hei Shui River, he can live for about a month by throwing it into the basin.

And the Black Water River breath will be completely emitting about ten days, and the Black Heart Snail can be eaten normally.

When eating, you only need to remove the black meat inside the snail meat.

After putting away this black-hearted snail, Fang Ping was not satisfied. There were few people who wanted to go down the river to catch the black-hearted snail now, so he would take a walk at the bottom of the river. It would be best if he could catch a few black-hearted snails. By the way, he would also test it. The ability limit of the sea blue flame.

So he kept diving and headed towards the center of the Hei Shui River.

He actually picked up some black-hearted snails along the way. In addition, he also caught three big fish that looked similar to grass carp but were pitch black all over, with bone spurs on his back and more than two feet long.

The aura of these three fish is exactly the same as that of the Black Heart Snail, and they all carry a strong aura of the underworld, but their cultivation is slightly stronger and they all have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

In the area about twenty miles away from the shore, the blue flame of the sea remained the same and did not make Fang Ping feel any pressure.

He grabbed some black-hearted snails and turned back towards the river bank.

In the dark river bottom, the black-hearted snail with silver-white light was simply a living guide light for Fang Ping, allowing Fang Ping to capture it at will.

Relying on the blue flame of the sea, it was not a problem to continue moving forward. Fang Ping just felt that he had about two hundred black-hearted snails on his body, so he should go back to the cave and let the wooden toad swallow it to see what the effect was.

Of course, these black-hearted snails are definitely not all swallowed by the wooden toad, because Fang Ping was thinking about how good it would be to stay a batch to taste it.

When he entered the cave, Fang Ping first activated the two large formations obtained from the Wanghai City Auction. Even though he knew that there would generally be no accidents in the cave in the market, he still felt that doing so would make him feel at ease.

What's more, this time it's about Mu Chan, so he naturally needs to pay more attention.

After the formation began to operate, fifty black-hearted snails were left in a large bucket. Among them, several black-hearted snails whose breath of the underworld had dissipated from the shops purchased from the market were naturally placed aside and kept for later taste.

The remaining black-hearted snails were thrown into a copper cauldron by him, and then he thought to communicate with the shadow of the wooden toad to be prepared to let the wooden toad swallow them and refine them.

As a result, what appeared this time was not a phantom, but a wooden toad that had not been seen for a long time.

The wooden toad is still the same wooden toad, looking extremely dark and ugly, but at this time there was a ball that looked equally black in its mouth.

"Mu Toad, Mu Toad, what kind of existence do you think you are?"

Seeing the original body of the wooden toad again, Fang Ping was guessing the origin of the wooden toad, and naturally thought of his mother.

"I don't know how my mother is now. She probably didn't know that I have arrived in the Tianyuan World and am participating in the road to ascending the Immortality.

Also, does mom know the secret about the wooden toad? ”

He looked at the wooden toad with a complicated mood, and Fang Ping sighed, retracted his thoughts and quietly waited for the wooden toad's next move.

Soon, a familiar scene appeared, and more than a hundred black-hearted snails flew up from the copper cauldron one by one.

The closer they get to the toad, the smaller they become until they enter the toad’s mouth and disappear.

In a moment, more than a hundred black-hearted snails all entered the mouth of the wooden toad.

The scene where Fang Ping's expected black-hearted snail was instantly refined and turned into spiritual liquid and was spit out did not appear.

The wooden toad just stayed in the air abnormally, as if it was digesting and tasting the taste of black-hearted snails. After a while, under Fang Ping's anticipation, the more than fifty black-hearted snails he left behind were actually ready to eat. Fly into the belly of the black-hearted snail.

Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then he received another thought in his heart: take out those fish too.

Fang Ping looked at Mu Chan blankly, and didn't react for a moment.

Why are you standing there? Can a few fish still eat you poorly?

The message passed from the wooden toad appears again.

Fang Ping was speechless: "Are you talking to me?"

The wooden toad ignored Fang Ping anymore. Fang Ping and the wooden toad stared at each other for a while, but in the end, Fang Ping compromised and took out the three big fish at will.

As soon as the fish was taken out, the wooden toad swallowed the big fish into its stomach as soon as possible.

Then there was another moment of silence, and then a drop of black ink condensed from the round beads in the toad's mouth, emitting this foul smell that made Fang Ping almost faint.

"What's this? Muzang, you won't have eaten the delicious food and left the dross for me, right?"

Fang Ping's complaint seemed to annoy the wooden toad, and then this drop of spiritual liquid flew towards Fang Ping at a speed that Fang Ping could not react.

"Damn, what are you doing? This thing is so smelly, I don't want it."

Fang Ping's protest had no effect at all. The drop of spiritual liquid had merged into his body and turned into a odor that even Fang Ping could not describe. He, a powerful Nascent Soul who had experienced the curse of the blood demon, had even The breath that kept retching on the ground went straight into the depths of the Nascent Soul along the square meridians.

Then another dirty and stinky smell started from the Nascent Soul and spread to Fang Ping's whole body.

Under the influence of this foul air, Fang Ping's Nascent Soul and Soul trembled slightly because he could not bear it.

Fang Ping himself even retching while his body trembled violently, and his goose bumps were towering all over his body, as if he wanted to expel the stench from his body.

Even so, Fang Ping still looked at the Nascent Soul with his strong willpower, wanting to see what kind of changes the drop of dark spiritual liquid brought to him.

I saw that deep in the Nascent Soul, a dark mass of air appeared in the light representing the nine spiritual roots of Fang Ping.

Fang Ping, who had experience several times, was a little crying and tears. Originally, the nine spiritual roots had already made Fang Ping feel the difficulty of improving his cultivation.

Even when he was in the Earth Demon Realm, Fang Ping only mastered the ability to use the chaotic energy to evolve demonic energy, rather than giving out a demonic spiritual root in his body to make Fang Ping happy for a long time.

Now, just because of some black-hearted snails and a few black fish, the wooden toad has arranged another spiritual root for itself.

Ten spiritual roots, how can I live?

Fang Ping was a little crying and thought that the nine spiritual roots were already the limit, but he didn't expect that there was another one now.

It has ten spiritual roots, and the latest spiritual root is still new, and it has not even reached the Qi Refining Stage.