0942. Immortal Tree

Li Mu saw the blind Taoist Immortal, a descendant of the Chunyang lineage, appearing in a flower not far away. He also saw the Saint Yunguang, a descendant of the Cloud Department, also appearing in a flower. Some other faces also appeared. It looks a bit familiar. I should have seen it in the Fairy and Demon Conference, but I can't remember its name.

Are these people also going to the Chaos battlefield?

Li Mu felt strange.

The strength of these people may be considered acceptable in this world, but not to mention compared with Bi Yan, even compared with Li Mu, they are far behind. Sending them into the chaotic battlefield is basically to send them away. Food?

At this time, several streams of light rushed from all over the Fulongwan Reservoir, flying fearlessly towards the World Tree, obviously trying to compete for the stamens of these twenty-one flowers, like a group of people rushing to work. Like the red-eyed gambler who's late to grab the bus.

"snort!"

The old magic stick snorted again.

All this stream of light fell from the mid-air like a broken paper kite.

"I practice Zen and don't want to kill anyone. However, if someone continues to be ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The voice of the old magic stick echoed between heaven and earth.

This voice did not contain much murderous intent, but there was no more light flowing, and it rushed towards the white stamens.

"Knot!"

The old magic stick formed another handprint in his hand and punched it into the body of the World Tree.

As the strange power circulated, the petals of each of the twenty-one white flowers rolled back, wrapping the person sitting on the stamens in the middle.

Li Mu sat among the flower stamens. The petals condensed, as if forming a white tent. The surrounding space was closed, and the white flowers turned into flower buds again. The strange fragrance circulated, breathing through the mouth and nose and the pores of the body's hair and skin. The ground seeped into Li Mu's body.

Li Mu felt comfortable all over, and an unprecedented comfort enveloped him.

"This feeling is like returning to the mother's womb. The Gate to Heaven is these flowers, so how do you enter the world of Chaos Battlefield?"

As Li Mu was thinking, he gradually felt that his vision was blurring, as if he had been given anesthesia, and even his consciousness began to drift.

Most of the cultivators around Fulongwan Reservoir have never seen such a spectacle.

This giant tree has been growing in Baoji City for a long time, and everyone has gradually become accustomed to it. However, they did not expect that they, who are already accustomed to this huge tree that stretches into the sky, would see such an incredible scene again today, especially The giant cloud hand of the old magic stick is absolutely shocking to the practitioners who have no idea about the power level of this fight.

They saw twenty human figures and a dog sitting in the stamens of the flower. Then the white petals closed, and the human figures and the dog were wrapped in the flower bones. They also saw the petals wrapped in the outer layer falling off layer by layer. In the end, all the petals fell off, but the person sitting inside was no longer visible.

In the center of the flower bone, there is a small green fruit.

"Where are people...people?"

"Disappeared? Turned into a fruit?"

"Is this...is this a magic trick, or..."

The ordinary cultivators who saw this scene were shocked.

The old magic stick looked at the twenty-one fruits produced on the tree and stood still without moving.

The fruit grew rapidly at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary physics. It soon became larger and changed color from green to light orange, looking a bit like a gourd.

A faint golden light flowed along the tree trunk, almost invisible, and finally penetrated into the fruit that Li Mu transformed.

time flies.

Twenty-one fruits actually turned into twenty-one yellow-orange gourds.

There was a trace of relaxation on the old magic stick's face.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A terrifying murderous intent appeared without warning, flashed in the void, and shot directly at the orange gourd that Li Mu had transformed into.

"Huh? Still not giving up?"

The old magic stick raised its five fingers in the air with a claw, grabbed the murderous aura in his hand, crushed it directly, and pushed it with the palm of his backhand, and the crushed murderous aura turned into a ray of white light and shot into the void.

"Void, don't test my patience. If you take action again, don't blame me for tearing up the agreement back then and killing your true body."

The old magic stick looked into the depths of the void.

And far, far away in the void, the white light that shot over, paused slightly in front of the two eyes that suddenly opened, and then turned invisible.

The eyes that were opened were closed again.

"It seems that he has really recovered. The old monster who once killed the emperor to the point of blood staining the sky...is back."

A sigh.

The ripples in the void that were about to spread gradually dispersed again.

"Is it a blessing or a curse for the little guy who entered the [Huangliang Emperor's Coffin] and came out alive to enter the chaotic battlefield? In case... we can only wait and see what happens."

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Dongxing Village.

"The everlasting tree finally bears new fruit."

A loud voice startled the whole village.

Many villagers put down their farm work and ran towards a giant tree more than 20 meters high at the end of the village.

Soon, the whole village arrived.

The longevity tree is a sacred object in the village. It protects the tranquility of the entire village and prevents monsters and beasts in the wilderness from invading at night. In a chaotic world, only villages with longevity trees can last long and thrive. , this is the iron law of the chaotic world.

The size and prosperity of the longevity tree also determine the size and population of the village.

For example, in those big city settlements, there are one or even several immortal trees growing.

Dongxing Village is a small village with less than a hundred people, so the longevity trees in the village are only more than 20 meters high, and their branches and leaves are not prosperous. They generally look sickly, especially in recent times. , the leaves were turning yellow and falling severely, and there were signs of old age and death, making the whole village worried and unable to sleep or eat well.

Once the Immortal Tree dies, the entire village will be doomed.

However, one characteristic of the longevity tree is that once it bears fruit, it will glow with a second spring and gain a second life. Even if it is close to dead, it will grow again.

So when someone said that the longevity tree in the village was bearing fruit, all of a sudden, the entire Dongxing Village was excited and gathered under the longevity tree happily.

"Mom, Grandpa Tree has really borne fruit."

A round-faced little girl wearing tattered patched clothes and long black hair with bangs pointed at the tree crown with a sweet voice.

The villagers believed that the immortal tree had a soul, so they all called him Grandpa Tree.

All the villagers' eyes were focused on the tree crown.

A green round fruit, about the size of a millstone, hangs from the top.

"What a big fruit." The village chief said in surprise: "When did you discover it?"

The villagers talked a lot, and finally everyone discovered that this big fruit seemed to appear out of thin air, because just ten minutes ago, when someone passed by the longevity tree, no fruit had grown on it.

"No matter what, it's a good thing that Grandpa Tree bears fruit. Our village can be saved. Next, we must protect Grandpa Tree well and wait until the fruit matures before picking it and cutting it open," the villager said. The leader arranges tasks excitedly.

"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl?"

"Don't worry. Under normal circumstances, it will take a full month for Grandpa Tree to make the fruit truly ripe. When the time comes, you can cut it open with a knife and you will know."

"Hehe, I remember that the adoption qualification this time fell to Brother Feng's family."

The villagers were talking excitedly.

The entire Dongxing Village was enveloped in an atmosphere of celebration.

Some villagers stay under the longevity tree day and night to drive away insects and birds.

An appointment passed in the blink of an eye.

But the green fruit only continued to grow in size and turned into a light yellow color. It was completely different from the legendary orange-yellow color that once the fruit matured, it was as golden as gold.

The village chief convened a meeting with the whole village to discuss, but there was no result.

It's been a month and the fruit is not ripe, which is unheard of.

"Just wait a little longer."

said the eldest elder in the village.

Who knew that this wait would be another month.

After the second month, the fruit on the longevity tree has grown into a golden gourd that is four meters high.

"Mature, finally mature."

The villagers were so excited that they set up ladders, picked the fruits from the top of the tree, and placed them in the small square under the tree. They touched this one, looked at that one, and some people hugged the gourd and kissed it twice.

"Quickly ask for the knife to cut open the fruit."

The village chief said loudly.

Soon, four strong men, sweating profusely, came closer carrying a white horse-cutting knife covered with rock veins.

The eldest elder in the village, Feng Feng, who was already 102 years old, was as thin as a stick of firewood and walked unsteadily as if a gust of wind could blow him over. He walked over and held the stone with one hand. He slashed his fingertip with his other hand and dripped a drop of his blood on the stone knife.

The best anatomist can use his own blood to perfectly match the Dandao and unleash the true power of the Dandao.

Feng Feng, one hundred and two years old, is the oldest dissection master in Dongxing Village and has the best vision and experience.

Under the eager gaze of all the villagers, the old Feng Feng picked up the sword that had previously required four strong men to lift it with one hand, as lightly as if he was carrying a piece of grass. His originally cloudy eyes shone brightly, observing. He traced the lines on the surface of the big gourd, then suddenly took out his knife and slashed it on the gourd.

Ding!

A sound like metal clanking sounded.

The belly of the big gourd was cut open and divided into two halves.

A golden chicken, the size of an adult's fist, rolled out and looked around blankly.

All the villagers were shocked.

"Why is this... not a human being?"

"This is...the first time I heard that chickens were born in the Immortal Tree? What's going on? Could it be the demon clan...that's not right, the demon clan should not be born on the territory of our human race."