Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 89
The black mountain is majestic and majestic, with a natural Taoism.

As Zhou Luo stepped into it, the patterns under his feet flickered and were quickly rewritten.

Having practiced the "Original Code" written by the Emperor of the Underworld, Zhou Luo's understanding of the general trend of the world and the way of confrontation has come to the frontier of the Supreme Being.

Coupled with the assistance of stone egg fragments and Fuxi and Nuwa, it can be said to be unimpeded.

"Life is ruined." Zhou Luo sighed.

The original Undead Mountain should be a rare sacred land in ancient times.

In addition to the undead medicine, there should be no shortage of medicine kings and sacred trees that have grown for thousands of years.

But now, there is silence in the Undead Mountain.

The black soil is still fertile, containing exuberant essence of heaven and earth.

However, as if they had been baptized by thunder, they all turned into ashes and spread on the ground in a thick layer.

When the ground was lifted, even the roots were not spared, and all their vitality was wiped out.

"That's right, the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable relies on the Immortal Mountain, and Lei Hai will naturally not let this place go if he wants to cross the Immortal Tribulation." Zhou Luo understood.

In addition, after its evil thoughts were born, it went through a cycle of calamities without dying, and the vitality in the mountains could not be restored.

Fuxi and Nuwa followed, and naturally saw the dilapidated scene, they frowned and said:

"Master, this place was destroyed by the thunder calamity. I am afraid it will not be able to regain its grandeur within a thousand years."

Hearing this, Zhou Luo shook his head and said with a smile:

"Even if it is the King of Medicine for ten thousand years, it is no different from wild grass to me, but it is not as good as this undead mountain itself."

The two suddenly realized that their master was one of the nine heavenly deities, and only a few people could compare with him after searching the entire ancient history of cultivation. How could ordinary treasures fall into his eyes.

In fact, the Immortal Mountain is a whole body, and it is naturally close to the way. It is not like the world, and it breeds the breath of longevity.

There is no better sleeping place than this for the self-defeating Supreme, no wonder future generations will be turned into a restricted area.

It's a pity that Zhou Luo is still in his prime, and besides holding the Nine-Revolution Immortal Pill and the former word secret, he can't use this place for the time being.

"However, there is indeed something in the Immortal Mountain, which I have been thinking about for a long time." Zhou Luo couldn't help smiling when he thought of this.

Fuxi and Nuwa were amazed, the things that can make the master remember, must be extraordinary!
Shendao's heavenly eyes looked all over the earth's veins, and Zhou Luo could instantly determine where the elixir should grow.

So head in that direction.

Finally, the three of them passed through an ancient forest destroyed by the catastrophe.

The indistinct dao yun came from ahead, which instantly soothed the minds of Fuxi and Nuwa, as if they were about to realize suddenly.

It is worthy of enlightenment tea tree!
Even Zhou Luo felt the aura of Dao, almost ethereal.

However, when Zhou Luo saw the scene in the mist clearly with his divine eyes, he couldn't help being shocked.

I saw a vigorous old tree less than three meters high, which should have flourished branches and leaves, but now it was scorched as black as charcoal, dying and lifeless.

It shouldn't be so!
Zhou Luo frowned, the elixir seeks good luck and avoids evil, and has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

As long as he sensed the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation, even if he couldn't escape from the Undead Mountain, he would escape into the Earth's veins to protect himself. How could he end up like this.

"call out!"

There was one thing whose reaction was greater than Zhou Luo's.

The shattered stone egg sensed the breath of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, and flew out instantly.

With a "boom", it landed in a deep pit in front of the ancient tea tree, perfectly fitting.

"Haha, that's how it is!" Zhou Luo couldn't help laughing.

"Master?" Fuxi and Nuwa were puzzled. They didn't understand why the master laughed when he saw the necrotic celestial root.

Zhou Luo showed a mysterious expression:
"You two, do you still remember that Wuliang Tianzun said that he used a divine object to die for the two of you?"

Having said all this, the two of them couldn't react, and blurted out:
"Could it be this fairy root!?"

Zhou Luo walked up to the scorched torso of Wudao tea tree, and silently sensed it.

"Yes."

He motioned for Fuxi and Nuwa to also come forward.

The disillusioned aura from the branches of the sacred tree was horrifying, far exceeding what was sensed in other areas of the mountain before.

"In addition to the nine-color chaotic thunder, the aura of the fairy shadow and the immortal light of the immortal medicine is also very strong. It should be the one that blocked the killing for you."

In this way, this old tree can be regarded as their savior?

The two looked at each other, and Nuwa stretched out her right palm and stroked the cracked bark of the old tree. She seemed to have sensed his mournful cry, and tears welled up in her eyes:
"Master, can it still be saved?"

"Give it a try."

Although he said so, Zhou Luo was not really worried in his heart.

After all, he knew that this old tree would be chopped down by the Immortal Emperor to make a coffin, and would be tossed and tossed by the Qilin Emperor, the Great Emperor Wu Shi, and others.

"Good days" are yet to come!

Without further ado, Zhou Luo opened the ground, only to see old trees with intertwined roots and no vitality.

"what?"

Tougher than he imagined.

Zhou Luo sat cross-legged in front of the enlightenment tea tree, opened his divine eyes, and carefully observed the necrotic roots of the divine tree.

Finally, at the end of a certain rhizome, a little fluorescence was found, flowing and colorful.

Although it was faint, it was like a star in the dark night, containing the last bit of vitality.

"Fortunately, there is no loss of activity." Zhou Luo sighed.

Otherwise, he might be helpless on his own.

And this tree can't leave the Undead Mountain, and he doesn't want to share this place with others.Can only fall into a dilemma.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Luo reached out his hand into the ground, and grabbed a ground vein flowing with immortal brilliance.

This is a holy spring, born with the undead mountain, and flowing.

On weekdays, it is it, together with the black divine soil, that nourishes all the spiritual plants in the Undead Mountain.

Now, being held in the palm of Zhou Luo's palm, the energy of life is transpiring, shining like a fairy treasure.

Originally, the enlightened tea tree would also absorb the divine spring as nutrients from the ground veins, but now it is almost dead and has lost its ability to be autonomous.

Zhou Luo personally controls the divine spring, and drips the crystal clear fairy liquid into the only place where the root of Wudao tea tree has vitality.

Under Zhou Luo's observation, the immortal root slowly absorbed the divine spring and seemed to grow a little stronger.

After thinking about it, it must take a long time to revive this fairy root, and there are still many patterns in the Immortal Mountain that have not yet been cracked.

After pondering for a while, Zhou Luo took out the Golden Bridge from the Other Bank and gave it to Fuxi and Nuwa to use. He also asked them to bring broken stone eggs to decipher the pattern of the Undead Mountain.

And he devoted himself wholeheartedly to resuscitating the enlightenment tea tree.

As far as he knew, some people in later generations realized the principle of longevity by observing the process of the elixir from death to life, and lived another life.

Although this Enlightenment tea tree is far from exhausted, it can even be said that its vitality is still "exuberant", and it will gradually recover after tens of thousands of years, but Zhou Luo does not want to miss any opportunity to accumulate Taoism .

The two disciples took orders to leave, and Zhou Luo sat cross-legged here alone.

Refining the divine spring with a secret method every day, dripping it into the root of the god.

It's a pity that he didn't have any extra undead fruit on hand, otherwise he would have to refine part of its essence and inject it into the immortal root.

And the Nine-Turn Elixir is too precious, and Zhou Luo is reluctant to part with it.

In the end, he drew on the experience of later generations, took part of the divine liquid of the life spring from his own wheel sea, melted away the breath of the gods, and used it to water the roots of the sacred tree.

Finally, after several years, the rhizome came to life fully.

Flowing and colorful, full of vitality and Dao Yun.

Not only that, but visions also appeared around the sacred tree.

The phantoms of fairy spirits such as Suzaku, Qilin, and White Tiger, and magical weapons such as divine clocks, fairy towers, and ancient mirrors emerged one by one.

They are all carriers of the Dao, and each vision symbolizes a path between heaven and earth, even Zhou Luo is delighted to see it.

　Sorry for being a little late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)