Chapter 1335: Gossip

The two middle-aged men looked very strong.

Each of them was carrying a sharp axe.

It looked like they went into the mountains to cut firewood.

They probably found the fallen locust tree, which was undoubtedly a huge gain.

But at the same time, the two middle-aged men also found Lin Mu.

They walked directly towards Lin Mu.

"What's wrong with this willow tree?"

One of the blue-clothed men was extremely surprised.

"It's winter, why haven't its leaves fallen off?"

The other gray-clothed man was also amazed.

"Is this willow tree a spirit?"

The blue-clothed man took a step back while speaking.

Hearing this, the gray-clothed man also took several steps back.

"This big locust tree has been there for decades, how could it suddenly break?"

The big man in gray pointed at the fallen big locust tree and said, "It's possible that it was the trunk of this willow tree."

"This willow tree is only two meters high, how could it break a six-meter-high locust tree?"

The big man in blue couldn't believe it.

"It's a spirit, what can't it do?"

The gray-clothed man said, "Look, it's so cold now, other trees have lost their leaves, but it's still green. It must be a spirit. Breaking this ordinary locust tree is not a problem at all."

"I came here last year, and I didn't see any willow trees here."

The blue-clothed man was surprised, "This willow tree is already two meters high, at least several years old."

"I heard that tree spirits can move."

The gray-clothed man said seriously, "They can predict good and bad fortune in advance, seek benefits and avoid harm, and can move themselves to a safe and blessed place."

"Nonsense?"

The blue-clothed man was full of disbelief, "Can a tree be so magical?"

" It's true. I heard from my grandfather that when he was a child, he saw with his own eyes that a tree was struck by lightning and turned into charcoal. After my grandfather went back, my grandfather's grandfather told my grandfather that the tree was undergoing a tribulation and failed to do so. "

"You confused me."

The blue-clothed man shook his head repeatedly, "This sounds nonsense. Your grandfather has been dead for many years, and your grandfather's grandfather, this happened more than a hundred years ago, right?"

"Let me calculate."

The gray-clothed man counted on his fingers and said, "My father was 36 years old when he gave birth to me, and my grandfather was..."

"Okay, don't calculate."

The blue-clothed man hurriedly said to the gray-clothed man, "I believe it."

"It doesn't matter."

The blue-clothed man looked at Lin Mu and said.

"What do you mean?"

The gray-clothed man was confused.

"But it's useless!"

The man in blue picked up the axe and walked towards the big locust tree, "Even if this willow tree is a tree spirit, what can it do?"

"That's right!"

The man in gray seemed to be thinking.

"Even if he is really a willow spirit, he is a good spirit!"

The gray-clothed man said, "We just stood under him, and he didn't harm us."

"We are ordinary people, and we have no interest in him at all. Why would he do anything to us?"

The blue-clothed man chopped the big locust tree that was about to dry up, and asked curiously, "Don't willow trees absorb sunlight to grow? It doesn't hurt him to harm us. We know he is a spirit, and we won't do anything to him. Why would he harm us?"

"You are obviously naive!"

The gray-clothed man said in an orderly manner, "Some spirits grow by sucking human blood or animal blood, and they grow very luxuriantly!"

"There is such a thing?"

When the blue-clothed man heard this, he looked at Lin Mu with a little more fear.

Lin Mu had been listening to the conversation between the two men quietly, and he thought it was quite interesting.

Because he hadn't seen anyone for a long time.

In fact, he really thought of himself as a tree.

It was not until now, when he saw a real living person, that he was sure that he was still a person.

Except for the difference between his body and these two people, his thoughts and wisdom were no different from those of a person.

Lin Mu was quite interested in what these two people said, especially what the gray-clothed man said.

However, he felt that what the gray-clothed man said was hearsay or folklore.

How could a small tree spirit predict good and bad fortune?

Even a cultivator in the Return to Void Stage could not know when he would have a disaster.

Not to mention a cultivator in the Return to Void Stage, he had also become a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, and even he did not know that he would fail to pass the tribulation, his physical body was destroyed, his Nascent Soul was disintegrated, and he almost fell completely!

A tree spirit could never be that powerful.

However, what the gray-clothed man said, that the tree spirit could move its body to a more blessed place, Lin Mu felt that this might be true.

Because his current growth environment is not superior.

There is some spiritual energy around the world, but it is too thin, far from the paradise.

This is a small world after all.

Lin Mu really hopes this is true.

But even if it is true, he doesn't need such a cultivation method now.

And the gray-clothed man said that tree spirits can suck human blood or animal blood for their own growth.

Lin Mu also doesn't know whether it is true or not.

But he doesn't want to try it himself.

Because such a method is too bloody.

"Also, even if it's fake, think about it, we know he's a tree spirit, what if we tell the immortal cultivators about him?"

The gray-clothed man said, "I heard that some immortal cultivators like to use the tree heart of the tree spirit to refine magic weapons, right? Have you heard of the thousand-year-old peach wood sword?"

"Of course I have heard of it."

The blue-clothed man looked scared, "Then do you think this willow tree will be afraid that we will leak his information and kill us?"

"Probably not."

The gray-clothed man laughed, "We are just ordinary people, how can we know any immortal cultivators?"

"But I know."

The blue-clothed man suddenly said.

"Keep your voice down!"

The gray-clothed man heard this and quickly covered the blue-clothed man's mouth.

"How do you know an immortal cultivator?"

The gray-clothed man leaned over to the blue-clothed man's ear and whispered.

Lin Mu originally listened to it as a joke.

He hadn't heard people talk for so long that he almost forgot how to say it.

Now when someone talks to him, he feels like the sound of nature.

But when he heard the blue-clothed cultivator, he actually knew a cultivator.

Lin Mu was also shocked for a moment.

If there really is a cultivator, if his whereabouts are leaked and attract the cultivator, it is hard to say whether he will be chopped off by the cultivator and refined into a magical weapon.

"I heard that the grandson of my seventh aunt's sixth uncle's uncle joined the Qingyan Sect eight hundred miles away and became an outer disciple."

The blue-clothed man whispered.

"Are you familiar with him?"

The gray-clothed man asked.

"Not very familiar, I held him once when he was a child, and I never saw him again. After all, he is a distant relative."

The blue-clothed man said.

"You must not tell your relative about this."

The gray-clothed man warned, "Your relative is just an outer disciple, he can't be a match for this tree spirit!"

"He is not a match, where are his senior brothers and his master?"

The blue-clothed man didn't believe in evil.

As soon as the voice fell, the two heard a gust of wind coming from behind.

Looking back, they were both scared and shouted at the same time, "Run!"