Chapter 455 Hallucination

The underground space is dark and deep.

Coupled with the cyan roots that are deeply embedded in the stone wall, it can't help but give people a claustrophobic and depressing feeling.

Wei Tao stood in front of a root and turned his head to look to one side.

The speaker was an old man in black clothes and robe.

He stood a few steps away, staring at one of the gray spots, with a confused and solemn look on his eyebrows.

Behind him, there was a young woman, who nodded and said hello to Yan Ling.

Yan Ling also smiled back, and it seemed that the relationship between the two parties was pretty good.

"Mr. Do you know what's going on with these gray spots?"

Wei Tao retracted his arm and asked curiously.

The old man in black shook his head slowly, "I'm not sure yet, but the color and shape of these markings seem to be somewhat similar to the withered gray poison that has basically disappeared."

"oh?"

Wei Tao thought thoughtfully, "What the old gentleman means is that if it is blight and gray poison, it is still fatal to people?"

"You don't even know about the blight and gray poison, so you dare to accept the invitation to come and solve the problem?"

The old man's eyes widened with an expression of incomprehension, "I'm very doubtful now whether you have systematically studied the cultivation and elimination of harmful spiritual plants.

You must know that the blighted gray poison is famous precisely because it can not only destroy spiritual plants, but can even be transmitted to animals.

Just touching it can cause it to scorch and dry up from the outside in. As long as there is a slight delay in timely treatment, the end of life will almost be announced. "

Wei Tao listened carefully and asked again, "So, is there any way to solve the problem of the spiritual plant that has been poisoned by the withering gray poison?"

"Although there are not many ways, the cost is relatively high, and it is quite difficult to implement, but for the Chishan Yan family, it should not be completely impossible."

The old man in black suddenly fell silent when he said this.

He frowned and focused his gaze on a patch of gray markings, his expressions and eyes changing one after another.

After more than ten breaths, he took a long breath and slowly shook his head.

"It shouldn't be blight poison."

The old man paused for a moment and then emphasized his tone, "Although I can't predict withered poison, I have seen a spiritual planter trained by Chishan Lingyu before.

That Ms. Gong, both in terms of cultivation and vision, stands at a height that is beyond my reach, let alone other people like her.

Therefore, if it was really blight, after detailed diagnosis and finding out the cause, they should have identified the source and started targeted treatment.

Instead of delaying until now, we summon outsiders spiritual planters to come here. "

"What the old gentleman said makes sense."

Wei Tao said, "Then if it's not Blight and Gray Poison, what is the most likely cause?"

The old man in black twirled a few strands of long beard under his chin, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought again.

"If the markings on this scale are not withered poison, could they be spiritual-devouring bacteria, or green marks caused by the siltation of earth energy?"

"No, it's still wrong."

"If it is the spirit-devouring bacteria and the Cang Qingyin, the Yan family's spiritual planter will not be able to find the problem.

To take a step back, even if I were to take action, even if I didn't have the vision and insight of the Yan family's spiritual plant master, I could almost determine whether it was one of the two situations by trying different methods one by one. "

"What could be the reason?"

The old man murmured to himself, pinching his fingers and twirling his head in circles.

Suddenly, he stopped without warning.

He raised his head and looked at Wei Tao beside him.

"You don't know anything, so you want to trick me, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the young woman standing behind the old man suddenly became nervous and had the urge to turn around and leave.

"I didn't mean to talk to the old gentleman."

"Because I don't understand what you just said at all, so even if I have the idea of ​​clichés, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain the situation clearly when I meet the elders of the Yan family."

Wei Tao slowly shook his head, his expression and tone were calm.

The old man was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.

But looking at this person's reaction from beginning to end, at least from some of the details, it seems that he really doesn't understand it very well.

Don't even understand it at all.

Being invited to diagnose and treat the sacred tree, this person doesn't have the corresponding knowledge reserves?

To take a step back, even if you don’t understand, there is no need to admit it so bluntly.

Or is it that this person can appear here because he actually has a hidden secret and is inseparable from this young lady of the Yan family?

The old man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But after secretly glancing at Yan Ling, he picked up the water bag and drank a few sips before swallowing the words that came to his lips.

Colleagues are sometimes enemies, but it's best not to become unrepentant enemies.

Therefore, no matter how this person deceived Miss Yan, it was his ability to get all the way to this point.

What's more, he only uses money to do things. Since he just met this person by chance, he naturally can't do stupid things that block people's way of making money.

When the old man thought of this, he immediately made an excuse and walked further away.

The young woman took a deep look at Yan Ling, then turned and left, quickly disappearing from the sight of the two of them.

"Mr. Wei, should we stay here, or should we go deeper?"

Yan Ling was silent for a long time and then asked cautiously.

"There are too many people here, let's move to another place."

Wei Tao looked around, looking at the Yan family members and spiritual plant masters in groups of three or four, and his eyes fell on a small path that few people went to.

The two of them walked quickly in the dark underground, one in front and one behind, until there was no one around and finally stopped.

Yan Ling observed and guarded not far away.

Wei Tao came to a green root again, approached the gray patterns and observed them carefully.

Silently, the first spiritual pattern quietly appeared.

The spiritual silk that broke the limit of eight sections meandered and sank into the root.

Wei Tao closed his eyes and deeply felt and perceived.

Time passed little by little.

He stood there motionless.

It seemed as if he had turned into a human statue.

I don’t know how long it will be.

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a puzzled light shone in his open eyes.

"Do you smell the smell of burning?"

He turned his head to look at Yan Ling not far away, thinking and slowly said, "Besides that, is there any miserable wailing like a ghost that keeps echoing in my ears?"

Yan Ling was confused and shook her head, "Sir, it has been very quiet here, and I haven't smelled any other smell."

"No?"

Wei Tao frowned slightly, and the second spiritual pattern quietly emerged in the void.

But just before piercing the green roots, it suddenly stopped.

Although this thing looks tempting, the gray spots covering the surface make him stay away.

Just like no matter how delicious the food is, if there is a strange change, no one dares to put it into the mouth without figuring out the cause and the impact on the body.

After a moment of silence, he continued to ask, "How long has the sacred tree been in this state?"

"I don't know exactly how long it has been."

Yan Ling fell into recollection, "But since half a year ago, several elders have stopped people from climbing the sacred tree to practice, and there has been no movement in the spiritual fruits that were supposed to be picked recently."

"It seems that your spiritual plant masters have spent half a year and have not completely solved the problem. They can't even find the cause of the problem.

That's why they invited more spiritual plant masters from outside, and even issued them as tasks related to selection, trying to find people who can solve the problem by casting a wide net."

Wei Tao said this and turned his head to look at the place where he came from, "Where is Yan Rong? I don't think I saw her in the crowded place just now."

"To answer your question, Yan Rong did not come down with the team. She seemed to be called away by the second elder. I don't know what happened."

Wei Tao wanted to find Yan Rong to see if he could get more information from her, but now he had to give up.

After a while, he changed another root and started a new round of research and exploration.

Time passed little by little.

There is no black or white underground.

The two walked and stopped along the way, and came out of a narrow opening. Unexpectedly, they met other people again.

Wei Tao stopped at this time.

The deep consciousness seemed to still echo with the shrill wailing.

And the smell of burning also lingered at the tip of his nose.

Even though the spiritual pattern had been completely retracted, it did not disappear like before.

Not far ahead, stood a middle-aged woman who looked a little haggard.

Her clothes were wrinkled.

Her hair was like a chicken coop and was also messy.

There was also a pungent smell of sourness that could be smelled a few steps away.

As a spiritualist, it was unknown how long it had been since she had been groomed to be so sloppy.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged woman opened her bloodshot eyes wide, her eyes were full of weakness and fatigue, and her voice was a little dry and hoarse when she spoke.

"Are you Senior Gong Yu!?"

Yan Ling looked surprised.

"I am Yan Ling, the daughter of Yan Chongshan."

"So you are the daughter of the fifth room."

Gong Yu sighed and sat down on the ground beside him. "The danger here has not been eliminated yet. What is Miss Ling doing here?"

As Yan Ling explained, she suddenly said, "So that's how it is. It's already the time when the spiritual power of the sacred tree is tidal. I have been down there for at least a year."

Speaking of this, Gong Yu looked at Wei Tao, "So, you are the spiritual plant master that Miss Ling invited from other places?"

Wei Tao nodded and said straight to the point, "Senior, have you found the reason for the changes in the sacred tree after being underground for so long?"

"I want to find the reason for this."

Gong Yu lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "But after so much time, I am almost going crazy from being tortured, and I even have hallucinations, but I haven't really found the reason for the disease of the sacred tree."

Wei Tao listened silently, and his heart suddenly moved.

"In the hallucinations that Senior Gong had, was there a burning smell and a scream like a ghost?"

She raised her head suddenly, with a look of doubt in her eyes.

"How long have you been here? Why do you have the same hallucinations as me?"

Wei Tao looked at her quietly, and said slowly and calmly, "I also suspected it was an illusion, but since Senior Gong also had the same situation, it is most likely not an illusion, but a real phenomenon."

"A real phenomenon?"

Gong Yu muttered to himself, and his whole mental state was a little bit wrong.

Yan Ling suddenly asked, "In addition to Senior Gong, did other spiritual plant masters in the clan come in with you, and what was their situation?"

"Other spiritual plant masters..."

Gong Yu was stunned, "Yes, where are they?"

She thought hard and kept tearing her hair, but she couldn't remember where the others went.

Until there was a muffled bang.

Gong Yu's eyes rolled back and he fell softly to the ground.

He fell into a deep coma.

Wei Tao slowly retracted his arm, "Her current state is very abnormal. It's better to take her out first, and then ask her carefully and in depth after she wakes up to see what happened inside."

After a pause, he continued, "After sending people out, don't come back. It's more convenient for me to move alone."

Yan Ling carried Gong Yu on her back and followed Wei Tao, quickly turning back along the original route.

After a long time, they finally arrived at the original open space.

This place is empty, and the scene of everyone gathering at the beginning is gone.

I don't know whether they went deeper or returned directly to the ground.

Suddenly, a somewhat hunched figure appeared in front.

Yan Ling was stunned, and immediately put Gong Yu aside and bowed respectfully.

"Meet the second elder."

"Well, you are the child of the fifth house, I still have some impression of you."

The second elder walked slowly, and his turbid eyes swept over Yan Ling, and then fell on Wei Tao.

He was silent for a while, "You are the spiritual plant master invited by Xiao Ling, your name is Wei Tao."

Wei Tao bowed slightly, "Junior greets Senior Yan."

The second elder nodded, and turned around and left, "Come with me, Master Zhang Ji wants to see you."

Who is Master Zhang?

Why did he ask to see him?

Also, this person can trouble the elder of the Yan family to come and pass on the message. Could it be that he is the upper-level star ring monk seen in the hall?

Wei Tao straightened up, and a wave of light flashed in his eyes.

After a little thought, he followed the elder of the Yan family and came to a quiet room deep in the hall.

The young man in a moon-white gown was inside, sitting on a wide wooden chair, sipping a cup of tea.

"Mr. Zhang, I've brought the person to you."

After the two elders finished speaking, they closed the door of the quiet room and left.

Suddenly, only Wei Tao and him were left in the room.

"Come here."

Zhang Ji slowly raised his head.

He looked Wei Tao up and down carefully.

His eyes were full of scrutiny, and even carried inexplicable hostility.

Wei Tao was confused and didn't understand what he meant.

He didn't understand what was going on with this guy.

It was the first time for the two to meet, and they had never had any intersection before, and they couldn't figure out where this hostility came from.

"What is your relationship with Yan Rong?"

After a long time, Zhang Ji put down the teacup and broke the deathly silence.

"What is my relationship with Yan Rong?"

Wei Tao couldn't help but be stunned, and then a look of realization appeared on his face.

"I see."

"I thought it was something else, but the crux is here."

"It's really speechless."

"What are you talking about!?"

Zhang Ji raised his eyes, not hiding his disdain and anger, "Yan Rong has always been distant and indifferent to men, but not long ago, she whispered to you outside the door of the hall?

And just now, I asked the second son of the Yan family to ask her if she was willing to leave with me, but she directly refused. Does this have anything to do with you?"

Wei Tao was silent for a while, his eyes gradually narrowed, "If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly, there is no need to beat around the bush here."

"Interesting, you dare to use such an expression and tone in front of me."

"Just an ant in the middle-level star ring!"

Zhang Ji stretched out a finger, tapped Wei Tao's forehead, and then slowly Move down, "In my eyes, people like you are nothing more than a domesticated dog."

"And a dog actually fantasizes about having a relationship with its master at home, don't you think it's funny?"

"Having a relationship?"

"I don't know if this is funny or not."

Wei Tao shook his head, "I only know that if it is really a dog, it is sometimes difficult to separate."

"Difficult to separate?"

Zhang Ji narrowed his eyes suddenly, "What do you mean?"

"It seems that Mr. Zhang is experienced, so that's what you think."

After a pause, Wei Tao continued in a calm tone, "But then again, I have no interest in Yan Rong, on the contrary, I have a great interest in you."

"Disrespect for superiors and disobey superiors, should be treated as a traitor."

Zhang Ji said as he slowly stood up, and the spiritual power in his body rolled and boiled like boiling water.

"Do you want to know how I usually deal with disobedient dogs?"

"That is, kill it!"

A hideous smile overflowed from the corner of Zhang Ji's lips, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly burst out.

The raised finger flashed and stabbed forward.

Crack!!!

A brilliant light burst out.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound.

There was also a suppressed cry of pain, which came out at the same time as the crisp sound.

Wei Tao had a blank expression on his face and did not react at all from beginning to end, allowing Zhang Ji to point at him.

Then he watched him take a step back, and his finger bent at a sharp angle.

The flesh at the broken end was bright red, and the white bones were clearly visible.

It looked like a different kind of beauty.

"Oh, is it broken?"

"It seems to be bleeding."

Wei Tao tilted his head slightly, his expression seemed a little innocent.

He took a step forward and said in a gentle tone, "I know you are weak, but I didn't expect you to be so weak."

"The key is that you are weak, and you dare to talk to me in such a tone, and even poke me with your fragile little thing."

"Have your elders never taught you to be humble and cautious when you are outside?"

"You are looking for death!"

A trace of brutality flashed in Zhang Ji's eyes.

Just about to burst out at all costs, he suddenly stopped there and did not move.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

The body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

As if enduring some severe pain.

Zhang Ji's lips moved, and he looked down subconsciously.

I saw an extremely complex three-dimensional spiritual pattern, which appeared on his body surface at some point.

As the spiritual lines pierced in, the shaking of the body became more and more obvious, and even formed a kind of trembling resonance between bones and flesh.

"My power is so strong?"

"Heh... You're dead."

"I didn't expect that I could gather such a powerful force."

Zhang Ji's face was covered with blood, and he seemed to have fallen into madness.

He staggered forward, and raised his arm to hit him on the head with almost no rules.

Bang!

Blood splattered suddenly, and bones and flesh flew everywhere.

Zhang Ji's arm exploded without any warning.

Then came the shoulders, torso, and legs.

The whole person instantly turned into minced meat paste, covering the entire floor of the secret room.

Only a head was left, and it fell down with a plop.

"Uncontrolled power will eventually lead to destruction."

"But as a practitioner of the upper star ring, why do you feel so weak to me, even worse than Yan Rong before he was strengthened."

"It's just that this guy's head seems to be very iron, even so, he still keeps his head intact."

Wei Tao exhaled a breath of turbid air lightly, and the first spiritual pattern quietly appeared.

The spiritual threads meandered and quickly cleaned up everything, including the spiritual power.

After doing all this, his eyes fell on Zhang Ji's head, and his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

This lonely head seemed to blink.

And it seemed to be more than that.

Even the corners of its lips seemed to be slightly raised.

"It is indeed... a very powerful... power..."

Then, intermittent voices sounded.

It sounded a little deformed and distorted.

Wei Tao frowned and looked down carefully.

"It is a very strong... power..."

The distorted voice sounded again.

There were also continuous puffing sounds.

It was like countless flowers blooming at the same time.

Swish!!!

Wei Tao's eyes blurred without any signs.

He found that he was no longer in the Chishan Spiritual Realm, but came to a strange area.

This is a ruin.

There are broken walls everywhere.

And the charred marks after burning.

Even the sky above his head is as red as blood.

It seemed as if there was a smelly pus flowing in it.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded.

A figure appeared from behind the dark broken wall.

Soon it came into his sight.

Wei Tao looked expressionless as he watched Zhang Ji slowly approaching, without any injuries on his body.

"Interesting power, in the spiritual power, there are other things added."

"Just like that person."

Zhang Ji stopped, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and a weird smile emerged that was no different from that head.

But in his mouth, there were densely packed tiny granules.

They were pink in color, crowded and swaying.

When he spoke, they rubbed against each other, even affecting his voice.

So it sounded a little distorted.

As Zhang Ji opened his mouth, the granules continued to spread outward.

Soon they occupied almost the entire face.

Even the naked eye could see them expanding towards the neck and arms.

Perhaps because of the overcrowding, countless granules were squeezed and burst, turning into smelly dark red blood flowing down.

Zhang Ji stuck out his tongue and licked the sticky blood.

Then many flesh buds fell down with a crackling sound.

Some got into the clothes and disappeared.

Others fell to the ground and then kept surging in the black ash, as if they wanted to climb onto Wei Tao.

"What is this thing?"

Wei Tao quickly calmed down, concentrating and observing carefully.

The moment before, he was still in the Chishan Spirit Realm.

The next second, he came directly to this ruin.

There was also a young man named Zhang Ji.

He had been blown up by his malice, and only his head was left.

But he appeared in front of him again strangely, and turned into such a weird appearance.

Zhang Ji slowly stepped forward, and a series of light sounds suddenly burst out on his body.

The whole person was instantly covered with dark red dirty blood, emitting an extremely fishy smell.

His eyes were wooden, and his movements were stiff like a puppet.

It seemed that with just a random punch, he could crush and blow up this disgusting body.

But Wei Tao also vaguely felt that there was a terrifying and twisted aura in his body that he had never seen before, which seemed to be connected to the entire ruins.

Perhaps it could burst out of this body at any time and submerge everything.

A rustling sound sounded quietly.

Wei Tao felt his hands and feet itchy for some unknown reason.

When he looked down, he found that some flesh buds had already climbed up, trying to break through his skin and get into his body.

The flesh that had been trained to be indestructible actually produced a stinging sensation like a mosquito bite.

And where the flesh buds had "bitten", small gray spots appeared silently, like pieces of stickers stuck to the surface of the skin.

There was also a faint shrill wail, like the cry of a ghost at night, which sounded at the same time.

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The corners of his eyes and mouth were twitching slightly.

"You are not Zhang Ji, what on earth are you?"

He still did not move, but asked slowly.

Zhang Ji was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed, and immediately squeezed the large flesh buds on his face.

"I am Zhang Ji, the idiot who just talked to you is just another me."