The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1846: : Repair base restoration

Fang Lin smiled and said: "It's okay, two hundred years are enough for me to do a lot of things, and there is no way to make up for the lost lifespan."

"Yes, relying on pill or genius treasure can extend the lifespan, and as the cultivation level increases, the lifespan will gradually recover." Qi Tian Yaosheng nodded and said.

Dugu Nian heard the words, and then he relaxed a little, and said nothing.

"The troublesome demon saint will dissolve the seal for me." Fang Lin said, his expression as usual, with a bit of decisiveness, without the slightest hesitation.

The Qitian Demon Saint said: "It will start in three days."

Fang Lin and Du Gu Nian didn't have any opinions either. After all, they were asking for help. Anyway, it only took three days. Don't rush for a while.

On the same day, Fang Lin and Du Gu Nian stayed in the Ancient Demon Ridge.

Fang Lin came to the sacred tree of the monster clan, looking at this unremarkable little sapling, who would have thought that this was the sacred tree of the monster clan?

For the sacred tree of the demon race, Fang Lin knows better than before. The origin of this tree is very mysterious. In the ancient caves of hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, Fang Lin once saw the murals about the sacred tree of the demon race. Too able to understand the meaning of the mural, but since the demon sacred tree can appear in the twelve murals, there must be many hidden secrets.

Fang Lin's current strength has a lot to do with this demon sacred tree, especially the place where the forest has died seven years ago. If there is no demon sacred tree, Fang Lin is afraid that he will not be able to resurrect at all.

Even the real dragon clone was conceived in the sacred tree of the monster race with the help of real dragon monster bones.

"What are you looking at?" Qitian Demon Saint appeared not far away, and said as he walked over.

Fang Lin bowed slightly to the Qitian Demon Saint, and said: "I'm looking at the holy tree."

The Qitian Demon Saint walked up to the front and looked at the demon sacred tree, and said, "There is nothing beautiful. I have been tired of watching it for so many years."

Fang Lin said: "Where did this sacred tree come from, does the demon saint know?"

The Qitian Demon Saint shook his head: "Don't talk about me, even the demon saints of the past, I am afraid I don't know."

Fang Lin was silent. He had asked Jing Zhulong before. The latter knew little about the demon sacred tree, because the demon sacred tree already existed when the first demon was born.

"Was this sacred tree created by some existence?" Fang Lin suddenly said.

The Qitian Demon Saint smiled disdainfully: "I would rather believe that this sacred tree is born from heaven and earth."

Fang Lin nodded: "Yes, how could such a powerful sacred tree be created? It should be the generation of heaven and earth."

"Look slowly, this saint is going to sleep." Qitian Demon Saint turned and left.

Fang Lin stood in front of the sacred tree and stopped to reminisce about the past, with mixed feelings in his heart, thinking of many people and many things.

For some reason, Fang Lin remembered the old pickle millennium corpse ginseng.

When Fang Lin first came to Gu Yaoling to receive the baptism of the holy tree, he once saw an illusion, including a thousand-year corpse ginseng.

Fang Lin felt at the time that the Thousand-Year-year-old Corpse Ginseng might have something to do with the sacred tree of the demon race, but after asking the old pickle, he was at a loss and knew nothing.

Fang Lin also doubted the true origin of the old pickles, but no matter what Fang Lin asked, this guy knew nothing. The only thing he remembered was where he woke up from the endless cave, and then he was killed by Fang Lin. Brought out the endless cave and has been following Fang Lin to this day.

I haven't felt anything before, but now, Fang Lin faintly feels that old pickles may not be simple. After all, it can be related to the sacred tree of the monster race, and there is something special about it.

Naturally, Fang Lin couldn't see it. Among the demon sacred tree, there were also a pair of indifferent eyes, watching Fang Lin.

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Three days later, Fang Lin and Qitian Demon Saint came to a place where the peak of the mountain was extremely high.

"Boy, I'll tell you first. If you regret it, I still have time." Qitian Demon Saint Fang Lin said.

Fang Lin sat cross-legged and shook his head: "Demon Saint, just start."

Qi Tian Yaosheng hummed, and suddenly placed a hand on Fang Lin's forehead.

"When the seal is resolved, there will be a lot of pain, just bear it for a while." Qi Tian Yaosheng said, there was already a golden light in his hand.

Fang Lin's body was also shrouded in golden light, and there was a faint smell of a holy tree permeating.

The Qitian Demon Saint is using his own power to mobilize the power of the sacred tree in Fang Lin, so that the power of the sacred tree and the demon power of the Qitian Demon Saint will be combined with each other to break the seal together.

During this process, as Qitian Demon Saint said, a huge pain struck from deep in the body and spread quickly throughout the body, as if countless sharp swords were about to rush out of the body. The same in vitro.

Fortunately, Fang Lin has also experienced many battles. What kind of pain has not been tasted? At this moment, although it is like a sharp sword through the body, but it can also endure it with gritted teeth.

The Qitian Demon Saint has a solemn expression, the golden light on his palm is getting stronger, and Fang Lin's pain is gradually increasing.

Boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

Fang Lin himself can hear that there seems to be a rushing river deep in his body, but it is blocked by something, so no matter how the river rushes, it cannot flow through his body.

At this moment, this river is constantly hitting the seal that hinders him, and every collision will reduce Fang Lin's lifespan.

Fang Lin himself can clearly feel the reduction of Shou Yuan. This feeling of losing hundreds of years of Shou Yuan in the blink of an eye is really not very beautiful, but Fang Lin is still very calm, without any other expressions. Exudes.

Dugu Nian watched silently not far away, also protecting the Qitian Demon Saint and Fang Lin, and was even more worried for Fang Lin.

It can be seen to the naked eye that Fang Lin's hair gradually turned gray, and a trace of sunset and western mountains permeated Fang Lin.

This kind of twilight, originally should only appear on those dying people who have not much life~IndoMTL.com~ At this moment, as Fang Lin Shouyuan continues to lose, this kind of twilight also appears in his body.

Even Fang Lin's face originally looked like he was under twenty years old, but now it is a bit more vicissitudes of life.

Boom! ! ! !

It was another shock. A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Fang Lin's mouth, and there was a burst of dizziness in front of him. The pain in his body stimulated Fang Lin's consciousness and prevented him from passing out.

The Qitian Demon Sage gave a low cry, and a burst of demon power rushed into Fang Lin's body, combined with the power of Fang Lin's holy tree, and finally broke the seal.

"Finally, it's all right." Qi Tian Yaosheng said with a sullen breath.

Fang Lin reluctantly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark, and he tried to operate the Jiuding Tongtian Art. As expected, he had plenty of cultivation skills to flow through his body.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Qitian Demon Saint's expression changed, and Jin Jing's eyes immediately checked Fang Lin's condition.

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