More than a dozen golden elixir ghost cultivators on the evil miasma island were deeply shocked by Zhuang Luyi's terrifying cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm. They were afraid of their divine power and did not dare to say anything else to stop Su Chen from cutting down the dark spirit wood.

There are few fourth-level dark spirit trees in the evil miasma island, and if you cut one, you will lose one. They are extremely painful.

If Su Chen invites a human Yuanying monk and forcibly ask for a fourth-level dark spirit tree, even if they fail, they will not be convinced.

But for this dark spirit tree, Su Chen actually invited a rare Nascent Soul Ghost Ancestor in the East China Sea to suppress them. They would not accept it, and they were promising to the ground and could only let him take it.

However, they were very interested in how Zhuang Luyi stepped into the Nascent Soul Ghost Realm, and they kept asking for advice after Zhuang Luyi.

"It is our honor to visit the evil miasma island! The young people have prepared some small gifts, such as "ghost bats, heartbroken grass, ghost ginseng, etc., which are mostly practiced by the ghost clan. Please accept them with a smile."

"Can the ancestor give me some advice on how to overcome the heavenly thunder disaster in the Nascent Soul Realm?"

The leader of the Golden Pill Ghost Cultivator took many third-level ghost spiritual treasures from the island, and the Golden Pill Ghost Cultivator tried every means to please Zhuang Luyi, and wanted to find a way to overcome the tribulation.

The ghost clan is fast in cultivation, and it is much easier to break through the Nascent Soul realm than the human race. But it is impossible to overcome the tribulation, and you will die as much as you break through. In recent thousands of years, all the monks from the Jindan Island of Evil Miasma have dared to step into the Nascent Soul realm, all of whom have died under the heavenly thunder tribulation and none survived.

Zhuang Luyi has a high horizon and looks down on those who are "smiling" and is too lazy to pay attention to them.

But she was quite interested in this evil miasma island. This island with a radius of hundreds of miles is much more comfortable than the Qianzhang Mountain Belly Stone Room on Su Chen's Spirit Island, and she can also play on the island at will.

This is a territory belonging to the Ghost Clan by the Spirit Island Alliance, and I am not worried about being encircled and suppressed by the Allied monks. It is just that occasionally there will be "eyed" monks coming to cause trouble.

When the Jindan ghost cultivators saw that she was interested in this evil miasma island, they were overjoyed and hurriedly took her to wander around this evil miasma island for hundreds of miles.

If Zhuang Luyi, the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, was willing to live for a long time and stayed in this evil miasma island, it would greatly increase their power and benefit them.

...

Su Chen let Zhuang Luyi and the Jindan ghost cultivators go to the evil miasma island without caring about it. Zhuang Luyi often stays in ghost-torn banners and wooden gourds, or she lives in the stone chamber of the mountain belly, so she doesn't have many opportunities to come out to play.

He took out a flying sword and tried to cut the fourth-level Nether Spirit Tree, but it was difficult to even cut off the fur.

Su Chen had no choice but to leave the island and called Wu Qiao who had been waiting outside the island for a long time to cut down the dark spirit tree together.

"Brother Su, it took you half an hour to enter the evil miasma island. So quickly, you actually got to talk to the ghost cultivators. The golden elixir ghost cultivators on the island agreed to us to cut down a fourth-level dark spirit tree? Didn't they make things difficult for you? When did those evil ghost tribes become so easy to talk to?"

Wu Qiao followed Su Chen into the evil miasma island, looking very surprised.

"I convinced them. As long as they are reasonable, they are actually quite easy to talk to."

Su Chen smiled.

What is the principle in the world of immortal cultivation? Of course, the greatest principle is the high realm and strong strength. Only by presenting facts and reasoning can one be strong.

Wu Qiao didn't know what Su Chen used to "persuade" the many golden elixir ghost cultivators on the island.

However, he was not very interested in these details, as long as he could cut down spiritual woods.

His eyes were completely attracted by the extremely thick and huge fourth-level dark spirit wood in front of him, and an excited light appeared on his face.

The spiritual wood that is too low is not enough to cut, and it will be chopped down by a few axes. It is boring. At least it is necessary to cut the spiritual wood of the third level of golden elixir to get the energy.

But he has never cut down the fourth-level Yuanying-level spiritual wood since he came to the East China Sea.

Higher spiritual trees grow on Ling Island, and all the Ling Islands in Donghai have owners.

Any fourth-level spiritual wood can only grow for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. It is a top-level spiritual wood with very high value.

Even the beams and spiritual wood furniture used to make houses are valuable, not to mention those high-level spiritual woods that can be refined into magic tools and used as medicine.

Cutting down one less tree will be difficult to replenish within thousands of years. Even the long lifespan of the god-transforming monks cannot wait for them to grow again.

The island owner would not allow outsiders to touch them, let alone cut down.

This rare species of soul wood of the Nether Spirit Munich can be refined into pills, or refined into magical instruments, soul tools, and ghost tools. It is unimaginable that it is worth. It is not calculated by the tree, but by the amount of spirit stones per coin. Under normal circumstances, there is no chance to cut down this tree.

"Brother Su, you are resting by your side. I will cut down this dark spirit wood when I'm going to."

Wu Qiao picked up the golden axe and began to cut down this fourth-level dark spirit tree.

"Bang~!"

With an axe, it only broke the little fur on the bark of the Ming Ling Wood.

The bark shell of this fourth-level Nether Spirit Wood is so hard that it is unimaginable.

"I am holding the tree to cut the tree. The clouds are dragons, winds and tigers, and there will be a meeting. The axes and pounds are lit, and the mountains in the clouds. When the plants and trees are in spring, business will not be stopped. Instead, it will be fired and grows without any success! Wood can produce fire, and fire can ripen things..."

Wu Qiao shouted, shook his sleeves, held a golden axe in both hands, and sang loudly. His muscles were bulging, his qi and blood were flowing smoothly, and a faint golden light flowed.

Under the golden light, the spiritual energy flows. All the ghost fog and evil miasma around retreat several feet, not close to their bodies.

With each axe down, Wu Qiao's strength became a little stronger, and his strength increased silently.

Bang!

Bang!

The power of the golden axe gradually became more powerful, and it cut into the trunk bit by bit, and the deeper it was cut.

...

In a flash, March passed.

Apart from a short period of food and drink, Wu Qiao almost stopped. It took three months to finally cut off the Ming Ling Wood. What's even more amazing is that in just three months, he actually increased his level of Golden Pill cultivation and entered the sixth level of Golden Pill.

"It's so satisfying! I've been to the East China Sea for decades to cut spirit wood. This time it's the longest and most comfortable time! The fourth-level Nascent Soul Mind Spirit Wood is indeed extraordinary. Brother Su, there are still such spiritual woods to cut next time, just call me."

Wu Qiao's face was refreshed.

Su Chen looked at it, stunned and sighed.

No wonder Wu Qiao's cultivation has increased so quickly. When he is concentrating on cutting down spiritual wood, he is even more effective than other Jindan monks practicing martial arts and taking various magic medicines.

Even if he practices as a white-du-spirited turtle, he is not as good as that.

This fourth-level Nether Spirit Tree collapsed, the earth was shocked, and the entire evil miasma island was shaking.

Su Chen immediately stepped forward and inspected the tree wheel of this Nether Spirit Tree.

This is a fourth-level Ming Ling Wood with a total of 4,000 years, divided into two obvious large annual rings, which means that it has spent at least two "spring and autumns". One spring and autumn of the Ming Ling Wood is two thousand years, covering a 1,800-year-old ice cycle, which is similar to the spring and autumns of Kun.

Observing the size of the heart of the Ming Ling Wood Tree, each large annual ring contains four small seasonal rings: "Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter". The growth rate is obviously getting faster. It should be the end of "spring" and summer is about to enter.

Su Chen carefully checked the annual rings and finally breathed a sigh of relief in surprise. He thought to himself: "From the annual rings of this Ming Ling Wood, it is still late spring, and it is the best time for fish eggs to hatch. Fortunately, I didn't miss the spring. I guess there are still 40 or 50 years to be available."

Not only Su Chen was watching the logging of the wood nearby, but also the Jindan ghost cultivators from the evil miasma island. They were deeply shocked and aweful when they watched Wu Qiao cut down this fourth-level dark spirit tree.

Too powerful!

With the strength of these golden elixir ghost cultivators, even if they try their best, they cannot cut down the trunk of this 4,000-year-old Ming Ling wood. Usually, they can only pick some branches and leaves to practice.

What a magical power of this golden axe cultivator. His cultivation level of the golden elixir is no higher than that of them. He actually chopped off a dark spirit tree in three months!

When the Jindan ghost cultivators saw that the fourth-level dark spirit wood was chopped down, they hurried forward and asked for a small piece of fourth-level dark spirit wood as their soul weapon to practice the ghost spirit. There was no need for too much, a small piece of main trunk wood would go.

Su Chen naturally agreed.

This is the spiritual wood of ghost cultivators on the evil miasma island, so it’s okay to let them get some broken wood.

This fourth-level dark spirit tree is huge and has a very high value. It is taken to the fairy city for sale, which is enough for a Jindan monk to practice for his whole life without worries.

Su Chen and Wu Qiao cut off the Ming Ling Wood, and took some more time to divide the wood evenly.
Chapter completed!