In time, perhaps this place would be transformed into a "holy land in the forest" and would be the sanctuary of the druids.

At that time, even the True Lord of Yangshen will be difficult to break in!

Of course, this requires a lot of investment.

...

Fang Xing walked out of the bamboo forest and saw Lu Feng waiting outside.

Compared to his previous high spirits, the head of the Lu family looks much older, with a little frosty and a hunched back.

"Uncle Fang..."

Lu Feng coughed, and his cultivation even reversed.

"Aren't you on the battlefield?"

Fang Xing was a little surprised.

"I was seriously injured a few days ago and was able to return to my family to recuperate..."

Lu Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm hurting my foundation. I'm afraid it's hard to get back to the back of my energy like Uncle Tie Luo."

"The Blood Shadow Sect's magic is indeed sinister."

Fang Xing was quite moved and handed over a healing berries.

Lu Feng took it with a bitter face, knowing that he had no face at Uncle Fang.

He knew the effect of treating berries, which could only slightly replenish the vitality and could not heal the damage to the foundation.

Of course Fang Xing knew that this was just the meaning.

For a guy who once had the idea of ​​making a thousand acres of bamboo forest, he was already considered a good temper without taking action. How could he treat the other party?

‘Even, it is difficult to use ‘natural healing’ for fundamental injuries…unless you get the talent of ‘advanced natural healing’…’

Druids have good healing ability. Treating berries is equivalent to "treating minor injuries", and "natural healing" can treat trauma.

"Advanced Natural Healing" can treat severe injuries, even if you have broken hands and feet, deafness and blindness, or damage to the foundation, you can recover as long as you have been treated.

However, Fang Xing has not obtained this talent.

Even if I get it, I will not treat Lu Feng.

"Where is Hu Liuniang's grave? Are you with Tieluo?"

Fang Xing said, "I still have to go and worship."

"Uncle Fang, please."

Lu Feng's face was bitter and he led the way ahead.

Although the Lu family in Dongfeng is the only one in the world, the friendship between the five friends of Fuyun was there, Tieluans, Song Yunqian, and Hu Liuniang were all buried beside Lao Lutou.

There is even a Lin Xu's tomb.

At this time, there was a figure standing silently in front of the graves of several people.

"Who are you?"

When Lu Feng saw a stranger standing in front of his ancestor's grave, he couldn't help but ask.

"Wait... are you... Lin Xu?"

Fang Xing spoke in surprise.

Although the figure looked very pale, it was indeed Lin Xu's appearance before.

"What? Is Uncle Lin?"

Lu Feng sensed it and was shocked: "His he actually made a foundation?"

Lin Xu turned around, a stiff smile came out from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly turned into a gray-white escape light, rising into the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Lin walks slowly..."

Fang Xing was swaying with shadows around the tree, and he chased after him directly.

In his heart, he laughed secretly: "Although this person is Lin Xu, he is just Lin Xu's corpse... The real Lin Xu has long been dead. Has his body been refined by the corpse sect using the secret technique, but he broke through the Taoist foundation?'
Chapter completed!