Chapter 345: Tianming Sect Mo Li

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, the old man laughed softly. He shook his head first, and then nodded, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he finally spoke, with a gentle tolerance in his voice: "If you need that fruit, I can give it to you. As for the help you mentioned, I do have a small request for you. It shouldn’t be difficult.”

The old man paused and continued: "I only hope that after you absorb the energy of that fruit, you can take good care of the tree species in it. This tree species can be said to be the continuation of my bloodline. There are not many ancient Xinlan trees in the first place. You see, its growth conditions are very harsh.”

There was a hint of hope in his eyes, as if he was asking Xiao Ling to take care of his child: "I hope you can find a suitable place for it to live, so that it can have the opportunity to continue to grow and become another ancient tree like me."

As the words fell, the surrounding branches and leaves seemed to respond to the old man's words, swaying gently and making a rustling sound, which seemed to add a vivid picture to the words.

After hearing this, Xiao Ling thought for a moment and felt that this request was not too much. After all, caring for a seed is easy for him. Compared with the fruit that is about to be obtained, this is really not a difficult task.

At this moment, Xun'er walked up to Xiao Ling and said softly: "According to the ancient books of our clan, it is very difficult for the Xinlan Ancient Tree to condense tree seeds. It needs to absorb sufficient emotional energy in order to be conceived in the fruit. The tree species. Brother Xiao Ling, the ancient Xinlan tree species in this fruit is probably unique in the entire Dou Qi Continent."

With a hint of novelty in her voice, she continued to explain: "Furthermore, according to records, when Xinlan Gumu matures, he has the magical ability to detect the emotions in the hearts of cultivators. This ability is very rare and can exert great influence in many fields. effect."

Xiao Ling was very surprised when he heard Xun'er's introduction. He didn't expect that this ancient Xinlan tree had such magical abilities. In this way, the value of cultivating this tree species will be even greater.

"What this girl said is true. It seems that your family's heritage is indeed extraordinary. This kind of ability is not something that ordinary people can understand." After hearing Xun'er's words, the old man looked at her in surprise, and then nodded, " I originally wanted to use this ability to find out whether the recipient of the gift was truly willing to fulfill his promise."

After a slight pause, the old man's voice was filled with emotion, and he continued: "Since you already know how precious the ancient Xinlan species is, then, my little friend, are you willing to agree to my request? Just the ancient Xinlan species. The growth cycle of a tree is very long, and it may take many years before it can develop its natural abilities.”

After hearing what the old man said, Xiao Ling didn't care much about it. He knew in his heart that he had a treasure like the Heavenly Palm Vase in his hand. When the time came, he only needed to add a few drops of Towering Fortune Dew, and the growth rate of the ancient Xinlan tree would be greatly accelerated.

It won't be long before he can witness the ancient Xinlan tree cultivated from scratch showing its potential, and even cultivating an eighth-order Warcraft with combat power, which is not difficult for him.

"Senior, don't worry. I, Xiao Ling, will accept this. I will take good care of that tree seed and let it grow vigorously, and I will never disappoint your expectations."

Xiao Ling said, clasping his fists at the old man, his expression solemn and sincere, showing that he valued this promise.

After hearing Xiao Ling's promise, the old man showed a happy smile on his face and seemed very satisfied with this answer.

Although he could not completely see through Xiao Ling's heart, he could still feel the sincerity and firmness in Xiao Ling's words through his own talent. The old man's eyes were shining with soft light, as if at this moment, he saw the future and hope of Xinlan Gumu.

"Since you have agreed to my conditions, I can safely hand over this fruit and tree seeds to you. I hope you can make good use of it and don't waste this God-given opportunity." There was a kind of sound in the old man's voice. Relieved, he said, waving slightly.

As the old man waved his hand, the fruit hanging on the branch suddenly emitted bright green light, like the brightest star in the night sky. The branches trembled slightly, as if they were saying their final farewell to the fruit. Then, the fruit gently detached from the branches and fell smoothly into the old man's palm.

Then, the old man walked towards Xiao Ling with light steps. His figure looked a little transparent in the moonlight, as if he would disappear with the wind at any time. He solemnly handed the fruit to Xiao Ling. The fruit shone seductively under the moonlight, as if it contained endless vitality.

"Thank you, senior."

Xiao Ling cupped his fists and saluted again, his tone full of gratitude.

He carefully took over the fruit, as if taking over a new life. Then, he took out an exquisite jade box from the ring between his fingers. The box was engraved with complex patterns, and it was obvious at a glance that it was extraordinary.

Xiao Ling gently put the fruit into the jade box, her movements gentle and cautious, as if she was afraid of damaging the integrity of the fruit. He closed the jade box and checked it again to make sure it was correct before putting the jade box into the ring.

The moment Xiao Ling properly put the fruit into the ring, the surrounding branches and leaves seemed to feel the disappearance of the fruit. They swayed gently and made a rustling sound, as if they were playing a blessing song for the fruit's new journey. movement.

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After Xiao Ling and Xun'er exchanged a few words with the old man about their experiences and key points on how to cultivate the ancient Xinlan tree species, they felt that there was nothing more to ask, so they decided not to delay any longer and were ready to leave.

Just when Xiao Ling and Xun'er were about to leave, the old man suddenly frowned, his eyes seemed to penetrate the tree crown, looking into the distance, then turned to Xiao Ling and said: "It seems that someone is coming here, and his cultivation level is not good." Low, I have reached the high level of Dou Zong, maybe I am here for you. Do you need my help?"

After hearing this, Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he released his soul perception and followed the direction of the old man's gaze. Soon, he caught a familiar bloody scent, it was Mo Yan who he met in the lantern shop before.

"It seems they are here to cause trouble," Xiao Ling smiled slightly, appearing quite confident, "Senior, I don't need you to take action on this trivial matter, the two of us can handle it."

Xiao Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking to himself, if he just solved a high-level Douzong, if he needed help from others, then where would he put Xiao Ling's face?

Then, Xiao Ling held Xun'er's hand, with a hint of expectation in her smile: "Let's go and meet that guy. Since he dares to have bad thoughts about my Xun'er, he has to let him have a taste suffering."

Xun'er glared at Xiao Ling, pretending to be angry, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth in a nice arc. "Humph, who belongs to your family," she scolded softly, but she couldn't hide the smile in her tone.

After nodding farewell to the old tree spirit, Xiao Ling and Xun'er flashed, easily jumped off the tree crown, and quickly disappeared into the green sea of ​​trees.

Watching Xiao Ling and Xun'er disappear from sight, the old tree spirit slowly withdrew his gaze, gently stroked his transparent beard, and said to himself,

"I want to see what the strength of these two young people is. The people who come are not weak. After all, they are the people I selected to protect the tree species. If something unexpected happens, I should help."

As his words fell, the old man's body began to gradually become transparent, and finally turned into particles of light, slowly dissipating in the air, as if being reabsorbed by the ancient Xinlan ancient tree and integrated into the trunk.

The surrounding tree canopy seemed to become quieter at this moment, with only the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves, making a subtle rustling sound.

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Among the dense branches, Xiao Ling and Xun'er stood quietly on a thick branch. Their figures blended into the surrounding natural environment, as if they were part of this ancient tree.

Xiao Ling's clothes swayed gently in the wind, while Xun'er's long hair fluttered in the wind. Their temperaments complemented the ancient Xinlan tree, making them appear mysterious and calm.

They stood there quietly, looking down through the layers of branches and leaves. In their sight, a white figure was approaching quickly from a distance. He shuttled flexibly in the air, cleverly avoiding the dense branches, and flew towards the direction of Xiao Ling and Xun'er.

From the man's skillful movements in the air, it can be seen that he is an extraordinary master.

As if aware of Xiao Ling and Xun'er's gaze, the white figure stopped in the air and looked up in their direction.

Three lines of sight met in the air, and the invisible momentum spread at this moment, as if even the surrounding air became solemn. Seeing his target, the corners of Mo Shu's mouth cracked, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes. After a slight pause, his speed suddenly increased.

In a few flashes, he appeared ten feet away from Xiao Ling and Xun'er, landed on a branch, and stopped.

He stood on a branch, his white clothes swaying gently in the wind, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness.

Mo Chen's eyes were firmly fixed on Xiao Ling and Xun'er, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, giving people the illusion of gentleness.

However, under this gentle appearance, the killing intent and greed in his eyes were like a sharp blade, and the cold light flickered. No matter how hard he concealed it, it could not escape Xiao Ling and Xun'er's keen perception.

Xiao Ling and Xun'er just stood there quietly, their eyes calm and indifferent, as if they didn't care much about the upcoming conflict.

"Haha, what a coincidence, you two, we meet again." Mo Chen showed a seemingly friendly smile, turned his eyes to Xiao Ling and Xun'er, and said hello in a relaxed tone.

Xiao Ling seemed a little impatient. He curled his lips, and his tone was calm but with obvious disdain: "Say what you have to say quickly, and let go of farts quickly. I don't have time to hang around with you here. Those little tricks you did before, Do you really think I didn’t notice?”

His words revealed his contempt for Mo Shen, and he obviously did not regard him as a great opponent.

"Also, let me introduce myself by the way. Don't hide it. You can practice to a high-level Douzong at this age, and you are probably somewhat famous in Zhongzhou. I have a principle. I don't kill unknown people, so as not to lower my level. Got my style.”

As Xiao Ling spoke, he stretched out his palm to hold it, and a spear appeared directly in his hand out of thin air.

The tip of this spear shone with a cold light in the night sky, as if even the surrounding air was intimidated by its sharpness.

With a turn of Xiao Ling's wrist, the tip of the Meteor God Soldier's spear pointed at Mo Shu. The tip of the spear cut through the air and made a sharp sound. Wherever the sharp spear tip passed, a thin crack seemed to be torn in the space, and then quickly healed.

And Xun'er seemed to have no interest in Mo Chen's arrival. She didn't even look at him, she just took half a step back and stood beside Xiao Ling.

Those autumn-like eyes were locked tightly on Xiao Ling. There seemed to be only the shadow of Xiao Ling in those eyes, unable to accommodate any other existence.

Listening to Xiao Ling's nonchalant tone, and seeing the casual attitudes of Xiao Ling and Xun'er, the disguise that Mo Shu had maintained finally broke. His face became extremely ugly, and the gentle smile in his eyes was replaced by ferocity and bloodthirst. He stared at the two of them.

"Haha, for you to be able to reach here, you must have received a gift from the Xinlan Ancient Tree. This time you come here, you can kill two birds with one stone. This kind of high-quality flesh and blood is the best. I can't remember how many years I have not encountered it. I've been there. I just can't wait to taste how much my cultivation level will rise after eating your flesh and blood." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Mo Chen's mouth, and his eyes were filled with desire for the killing that was about to begin. .

"If you are so eager to understand, then let me tell you straight away. The person who is here to send you off today is Mo Shu from the Tianming Sect."

Mo Chen's voice was as cold as ice and filled with murderous intent. His words echoed in the empty forest, and every word was like a cold blade, piercing the heart.

When Mo Chen mentioned that he was from the Tianming Sect, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. Tianming Sect is a well-known name in Zhongzhou. Who doesn’t know about it?

In the past, when he announced that he was from the Tianming Sect, everyone treated him with respect. He was sought after by others wherever he went, and no one dared to offend him.

Even some of the older generation strong men from other sects above Zhongzhou were polite when they saw people like them from Tianming Sect.

However, Mo Chen's expectations were destined to be disappointed. To Xiao Ling, he was just a disciple of the Tianming Sect. Even if the leader of the Tianming Sect came in person, Xiao Ling would not be afraid at all.

"Haha, it turns out you are from the Tianming Sect. No wonder the smell of blood on your body is so strong. Although you just rely on evil means such as devouring other people's flesh and blood to improve your cultivation, I have heard of the people in the Tianming Sect. There's a guy named Yi Chen, and as for you, Mo Chen, I've never heard of him."

When Xiao Ling heard Mo Chen's self-introduction, he was slightly startled at first, and then seemed to suddenly remember something. He raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of contempt in his tone.

"However, since you have Tianming Sect, the first-class force in Zhongzhou, to support you, you are barely qualified to be the dead soul under my gun."

Tianming Sect, as one of the two major sects in Zhongzhou, is also one of the top forces in Zhongzhou. In its sect, there is a senior and semi-saint level strongman named Tianming Lao Yao, who is powerful in all directions.

Under the command of Tianming Sect, there are also three affiliated forces in Zhongzhou including Xuanming Sect, and their influence in Zhongzhou cannot be underestimated.

Each sect has a Dou Zun-level warrior who is in charge. They are so powerful that any sect alone is not inferior to top forces like Sifang Pavilion.

The Tianming Sect's skills are known for their cruelty and domineering. They can forcibly swallow the fighting spirit of others, but this swallowing must be accompanied by flesh and blood.

Within Tianming Sect, it is not uncommon for fellow sects to eat each other's flesh and blood to improve their cultivation. This method of cultivation makes the atmosphere in the sect full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

If the Soul Palace feels weird and unpredictable, then the Tianming Sect feels nakedly bloody and cruel.

On Dou Qi Continent, the law of the weak and the strong has always existed, but in Tianming Sect, this law has been magnified to the extreme.

However, looking at the growing trend of Tianming Sect, this cruel selection method does seem to be an effective method.

Of course, although the Tianming Sect's technique of devouring other people's flesh and blood to enhance one's own strength is overbearing, it still has considerable sequelae. That is, all those who have reached the peak of practicing such techniques, without exception, will eventually... He will die miserably in the backlash.

Therefore, this thing is like a catalyst, draining the life force to gain powerful power, although it is only short-lived.

But at least, being able to have a peak level of cultivation that most people can't reach has once been brilliant. Perhaps this is what the previous Tianming Sect masters thought in their hearts.

"It seems that you are targeting us because you are interested in our flesh and blood, and you want to use that kind of dirty skills to improve your own cultivation." Xiao Ling's voice became colder, and his original tone was relaxed and joking. Replaced by a cold seriousness.

"The reason why you want to attack us really makes me unhappy. I originally just wanted to torture you and then send you on your way. But now, I have changed my mind. I have to let you have a taste. What does it mean? The pain of life is worse than death.”

As his words fell, Xiao Ling's entire temperament changed, from the previous carelessness to a calm and oppressive one. The spear in his hand turned slightly, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Mo Shi. The air around him seemed to solidify due to this cold killing intent.

Anyone who knows Xiao Ling knows that when he enters this state, his attacks will become extremely ruthless.

There was no warmth in his eyes, as if the Mo Chen in front of him was no longer a living person, but a target that must be eliminated.

The surrounding leaves seemed to feel the chill and stopped swaying, and the entire forest fell into a suffocating silence.