Chapter 877 The Abandoned Tree (Monthly Pass 8,000 Plus)

This kind of condescension is not because she is too pretending.

One is that the temperament is like this, or the way is like this. The second is... her heart is like a mirror.

At least she knew very well that if she wanted to see Fusang wood, there would definitely not be any heavy guards leading to a big battle.

To lead to inevitable conflict, unless she wants to do something to Hibiscus. If you just look at it, you still can't touch the bottom line of the Youri Clan. Just leave after reading it, the Youri Clan will breathe a sigh of relief.

She knows what she can and cannot do, and what she wants to do. So there is no need to say hello to me like normal communication, anyway, I will never see you again in the future, what do you think of me, what does it have to do with me?

Including my law name, why should I tell you?

We are basically parallel lines.

Lie Qianhun is a smart person, so he figured it out quickly.

But it’s useless to think about it. It’s so speechless to meet this kind of person. You really can’t find an entry point to communicate with her, and you don’t know how to guide her into the rhythm you want.

But since this is the case, there may not be any bad things. If she really only looks at the hibiscus wood and leaves, everyone will not violate the river.

Lie Qianhun winked at the clansmen who were hiding everywhere, and someone went to inform the guards of the forbidden area not to stop them.

Minghe knew it, but he didn't care, and went straight to Fusang quietly.

She noticed... the so-called Sunchaser Forbidden City, the guards are... all monks?

In the land of the Northern Darkness, Yanggu overlaps, do they actually believe in Buddhism?

At first glance, the tree looked like a dead tree, without branches and leaves and lifeless. If you look closely, it is not death, but silence and coldness.

The trunk, which should be shiny, is as dark as the color of gray iron, and the vigor of the rising sun clearly remains inside, but on the surface, it looks like a plant in the nether world. In a place that should be warm, I can only feel the cold that penetrates the bone marrow.

How should I put it... a bit like being exiled.

Or to put it simply, there is no need for it in the world anymore. Sunrise and sunset have their own time, how could it come from a mere Kazuki?

This is an abandoned creation. This Yanggu is also a group of abandoned people.

It seems to be able to feel the past tens of thousands of years ago. There is a woman wearing a crown and tassels covering her face, walking lightly and flying thousands of miles.

"The three-legged bird came out of Fusang, so it became a sun? The universe is not like this. This is a fake." The woman picked up the sun and the moon and expelled the golden crow: "With your fakes, you dare to expose the world and dry up the universe? Really? Do you think that if you are dead, there will be no sun and moon in the world? Hammer you to death!"

The golden crow fell, and the world opened up.

This is not a round sky, not a sky like a curtain.

It's fake.

Can be torn apart.

After being torn apart, the universe is as big as it is endless.

The sky has its own sun and moon, and Tianshu has its own rituals, not a curtain.

"It turns out that the world is a ball. Well, the shape is quite cute. It has the same shape as the Yang God. The alchemy is one, round, the sky and the earth are misty, and the yin and yang rotate. This is Tai Chi." The woman clapped her hands and stepped away from the sun: "Up and down the four directions, the universe is so big, so it is so, and my way proves it."

Below, there was a group of questioners who came day after day, all of them dumbfounded.

You are irresponsible, you, you have passed away after preaching, what about the remaining tree?

It is said that the sun we were chasing is gone...

What are we doing in this life? What is our way? Is it a ball?

The sunstriders were confused, living around the trees, and formed a new group.

For thousands of years, a monk came not far from the east: "The meaning of this great day is enough to prove Bodhi. If you are confused about the Tao, you might as well practice with me."

The past flashed by, and Minghe felt the helplessness of this abandoned tree.

But since he was taken away by the monks as Bodhi, why did he come to this place of northern darkness?

It wasn't that woman who did it, she didn't bother to care about it at all...

What is the reason for this deep demonic nature, deep-rooted meaning, deep-cold soul, bloodthirsty murderous intent, and deep-seated hatred? What is the icy coldness inside, like hell-like freezing?

Minghe stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, feeling the spirit of fire inside.

But it's not real fire, it's ghost fire.

Ming He is very familiar with Nine Nether Fires.

She found it more and more interesting.

It's almost like a reverse projection of what a normal hibiscus should be, not real.

Is it really because of the lack of Yanyang heart?

It is true that something is missing, there is magic energy in the air, but the spirituality is lost. Practicing under this tree will only generate more and more negative emotions, and degenerate into a demon. He may even lose all rational thinking and be dominated by hatred and killing...

But there must be some external reason here, it cannot be simply the lack of the influence of the heart of Yanyang. For example... Another Nether Shard that overlaps?

But if you want to find the root cause, you must also find the heart of Yanyang to know the whole story.

Ming He spoke slowly: "You just said...the Heart of the Flame Sun is in the place of the Ice Demon?"

Lie Qianhun, who had been standing behind in cold sweat, was overjoyed. No matter what your starting point is, after a long time anyway, you also want to find the heart of Yanyang!

He immediately said: "It was at the place of the ice demons that they captured a great battle. We fought several times, but we couldn't get it back."

"What are you fighting for? Just for things?"

Lie Qianhun was a little embarrassed.

Aside from being cautious, there is nothing to say about the reason for fighting. Everyone is a demon. Isn't that kind of desire to conquer and dominate, not convincing enough?

Of course, it's hard to say it in front of a beauty. If I say it, I'm afraid I won't count on the little thoughts of fighting side by side to win the heart. Lie Qianhun thought for a while and said, "For protection!"

I thought that the Taoist nun would give some approval, but in the end, she was greeted with indifference as if she didn't hear: "Take me to the land of ice demons."

Lie Qianhun felt ashamed, and summoned his troops angrily: "Leader, please wait a moment, I will gather the elite, and go with the leader."

In fact, Minghe herself came from the Land of Ice Demons, but she didn't know.

She sensed the darkness and overlap here, but she didn't know that the place where she sat cross-legged for a long time before was in the territory of the Ice Demon, and she even picked flowers.

Although he knew that it was the place where Master killed the Ice Demon, but it was the same as what Qin Yi had thought before.

Everyone's perception and sensitivity are different, so the results are different.

So when Minghe found out that a group of Youri people took him to the place where he practiced before, he was very angry and funny. Beiming is so big, why come and go to these two places?

In fact, it's normal, as Qin Yi said, the two tribes, one ice and one fire, are the representatives of the overlapping of this place, and the eyes of chess are on them, so naturally important things will be concentrated in these two places.

However, the location where Qin Yi and the Ice Demons confronted each other was only on the sea. In fact, the Ice Demon's cave was at the bottom of the glacier, in the extremely cold place of the boundless abyss. It can only be determined after a special observation.

"Stay here, Daoist." Lie Qianhun called to Minghe, and said with a smile, "The ice demon is at the bottom of the abyss. We need to perform some rituals to find the exact location of the entrance."

Ming He said indifferently: "You performed the spell-casting ceremony in front of their sea? Is it because you are particularly confident in your own strength?"

Lie Qianhun smiled: "Ming people don't say dark words, because we are very confident in the strength of the Taoist leader."

Ming He ignored him, his beautiful eyes lightly flicked over the surrounding icebergs.

She instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Before practicing here, the iceberg is dead, it is a real iceberg, and there is no other feeling.

But now when I come again, I feel like there are living things, as if every iceberg hides malicious eyes, and every gap is like a sinister grin.

It makes people feel a little terrified, as if they have fallen into a trap.

There is also an iceberg that looks particularly annoying, and looks like it wants to be beaten up. I don't know where this feeling comes from... Why do I feel that an iceberg is squinting?

Is it because there is an illusion here, and the extreme cold begins to invade the soul?

Minghe quietly grasped the Divine Sword of Destiny, ready to hit that lewd iceberg hard.

The Youri clansmen behind them were forming an array to cast spells, and they seemed unaware that blue eyes were condensed in the depths of the ice fog, filled with deep-seated hatred.