Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage
Chapter 267 Chapter 266, The Weird Mansion!Martial arts holy tree!
Chapter 267 Chapter 266, The Weird Mansion!Martial arts holy tree!
Shen Lang stared at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen from a distance, only to feel that although he had gray temples, depressed temperament, and thin cheeks, his facial features were clear and three-dimensional, and the layout was reasonable. He must have been a handsome and handsome man when he was young.
I don't know if it was preconceived, but Shen Lang always felt that Lu Tianchen's eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose were somewhat similar to Xiaogu's humanoid facial features in the dream, and he looked like a father and daughter.
Mu Qingxue saw Shen Lang staring at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen thoughtfully, she couldn't help laughing and teasing:
"Why, I heard that Lu Tianchen is an old friend of the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, and I want to ask him to send a letter and some gifts to Mrs. Yu?"
Shen Lang shook his head, and transmitted the voice into the secret:
"No. I suspect he might be Xiaogu's father."
"What?" Mu Qingxue was slightly taken aback, "Xiaogu's father?"
"Yeah. Xiaogu was killed by Zhao Mengshan before his death, but her father didn't know, he was always looking for her..."
He told Mu Qingxue the news about Xiao Zhao's eavesdropping, and then said via voice transmission:
"Although Xiaogu was turned into a demon by me, she has lost her memories of her life, so we never know who her biological father is. Today I heard you say that Lu Tianchen is from Yingzhou and has an old relationship with the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, so I remembered this incident." Old things."
Mu Qingxue frowned slightly, and said:
"If he is really Xiaogu's father... what are you going to do? Let Xiaogu recognize him?"
Shen Lang sighed and shook his head:
"How do you recognize each other? A living girl with flesh and blood, who can talk and laugh, has turned into a bloodless, tearless, speechless, cold skeleton... How could a father accept it?
"He couldn't find Xiaogu, so he still had something to think about in his heart. Even if he lied to himself, he still had some hope. But if he knew that his daughter had become like this... I'm afraid he would go crazy on the spot."
Mu Qingxue was silent for a while, then sighed, and said faintly:
"This is indeed a tragic event in the world... But in the legend, isn't the goblin able to take the form of a human? Isn't Xiaogu always looking like a skeleton?"
"A goblin can transform into a human, but Xiaogu is not strong enough to speak, let alone transform into a human?"
"But there is hope in the end."
"That's right." Shen Lang sighed softly, "When Xiaogu returns to human form, find a chance to let their father and daughter recognize each other. If Lu Tianchen is really Xiaogu's father."
At this time, Lu Tianchen, who seemed to be aware of Shen Lang's gaze, who was concentrating on carving wood carvings, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang remained calm, with his hands behind his back, and stared at Lu Tianchen expressionlessly.
As a flying knife master, his eyes should be sharp and sharp, but Lu Tianchen's eyes were dull and lifeless.
Shen Lang couldn't help feeling pity for that gloomy and dead look in his eyes, and Mu Qingxue also sighed sadly for it.
After only glancing at Shen Lang, Lu Tianchen looked away and immersed himself in the wood carving again.
"What is he carving?" Shen Lang asked Mu Qingxue.
Mu Qingxue gathered his eyes together, activated the insight ability of Tianmu Point, stared for a while, and sighed softly:
"The one carved is a little girl holding a sword."
The little girl with the sword...
Shen Lang was almost certain that Lu Tianchen was Xiao Gu's biological father.
He didn't hide it from Xiao Gu, and sent a message to Xiao Gu in the Jingbi space:
"Xiao Gu, there is a man named Lu Tianchen here, who may be your father."
[Lu Tianchen?Father?I do not remember. 】
"Can't remember anything?"
[Not at all, I don’t remember.My memory starts from the moment when I was enlightened by you.Before, nothing, don't remember. 】
"If you condense the demon pill, is it possible to remember the things in your life?"
【do not know.Is this important to you? 】
"Whether you have any memories of your life is of course not important to me. After all, when I enlightened you, you were a little skeleton. It's just... that man who may be your father is really too miserable. In his eyes, he is completely There is no light."
[...I, feel, can't.I, without flesh and blood, have no feelings.Except for you, for other people, it is really, helpless, empathy. 】
Shen Lang was silent, sighed secretly and said:
"I hope that after you condense the demon pill, you can regain some of the emotions you had in life."
After finishing the spiritual communication with Xiaogu, Shen Lang said to Mu Qingxue again:
"This mansion will not be opened until tomorrow. You have been here since yesterday, and you haven't had much rest until tonight, right? Once the mansion opens, there may be chaos. I will maintain order for you first, and you will find Rest here for the night and recharge your batteries for tomorrow night's battle."
Mu Qingxue smiled and said:
"No need. I'm a second-rank martial artist. I can live for a long time by drinking wind. I won't be tired without sleep for ten days and nights."
Shen Lang couldn't refuse, "But I will feel sorry for my wife. Be good, be obedient, go and have a rest."
"Good? Obedient?" Mu Qingxue looked at Shen Lang with a half-smile, "I'm obviously four years younger than me, and I'm no match for arm wrestling. You have to call me Mr. Mu at home, yet you dare to use such a tone Talk to me?"
Shen Lang didn't change his face, and with his hands behind his back, he smiled proudly:
"But I can kill you so that you cry and call brother. It's only a matter of time before your strength surpasses yours."
Mu Qingxue gave him a pretty look, and hummed softly:
"Let's not mention the future, now, I'm still your Muda."
Having said that, she did not refuse Shen Lang's kindness anymore, turned around and went to the back of the hillside, and chose a place to rest.
Shen Lang worked for Mu Qingxue all night, and early the next morning, Mu Qingxue came to take over again, Shen Lang didn't go to rest, and just meditated beside Mu Qingxue.
Unknowingly, it was night again, and the midnight was approaching, and the crowd on the hillside gradually became agitated, and the voices of discussion, quarrel, and yelling filled the sky.
Mu Qingxue only cared about maintaining order and ignored other matters.Shen Lang also closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear, just meditating.
Suddenly, Shen Lang only felt a vibration of the mountain, and faintly heard a dull loud noise like a bull's roar, coming from the belly of the mountain.
Shen Lang stood up, looked down, and saw a huge crack several feet wide suddenly opened halfway up the mountain, and countless fountains of mud and stone gushed out of the crack, rushing straight up to a height of more than ten feet.
The martial arts practitioners near the gap ran away one after another, while the martial arts practitioners in the distance performed their lightness kung fu and swarmed towards the gap. I don’t know how many people cheered excitedly:
"Open!"
"The Palace of Remains is open!"
"Sure enough, there is a Yifu! I have waited here for five days and five nights, ah..."
The cheers turned into screams of pain in a blink of an eye, but it was the mud and rocks that soared more than ten feet into the sky, falling down like a torrential rain, smashing their heads and faces into the crowd rushing from all directions.
Some people sensed something was wrong in advance and quickly used body skills to avoid it.Others head-to-head blasted mud and rocks falling from the sky.
But there are also unlucky guys who were greeted by multiple pieces of gravel at the same time, unable to avoid and block, and were smashed to the ground.
Soon, the erupted mud and rocks had all landed, and the crowd rushed towards the crack on the mountainside.
Those unlucky ones who were smashed to the ground were not far behind, wrapping up their wounds and galloping in pain.
Mu Qingxue's bad luck also broke out again, a boulder half a person's height was thrown up to the top of the mountain, and it hit Mu Qingxue's head impartially.However, such small accidents have long been commonplace for Mr. Mu, and it is not surprising at all. He flicked his fingers without changing his face, and shot out with a finger, blasting the big rock into pieces in the air.
Then she grabbed Shen Lang's palm, spread out a pair of stellar wings, and led him to fly down from the top of the mountain, rushing ahead of everyone like lightning, and landed in front of the gap.
Seeing the famous ruthless iron judge and cold-blooded Rentu jointly blocking the entrance of the widow's residence, the swarming crowd suddenly stopped and all stopped.
There was a young guy with hot blood, who was about to step forward to question him, but when Mu Qingxue gave him a cold look, he suddenly felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, cooling his head to his feet, and immediately died down, obediently retreating into the crowd, not daring to do that again bird.
There are also fierce and reckless men who are angry from the heart, and want to raise their arms to encourage the crowd to rush forward, but when Shen Lang looks at it with a smile that is not a smile, he suddenly feels a chill in his neck, as if a sharp knife is held against his throat, In an instant, his face turned pale, dripping with cold sweat, and he was tongue-tied and speechless.
After shocking the restless crowd, Mu Qingxue spoke slowly:
"Shenzhutang has no intention of competing with you for the remains. But the exploration of the remains must be orderly. If you are scrambling and refusing to give in to each other like you, I am afraid that you will run into and trample to death before entering the door."
Shen Lang continued:
"I set a rule here with Mu Baotou. When you enter the Yifu Mansion, you should line up first. Everyone, first come, first come, line up in two lines in front of the entrance. No fighting, no jumping in line, anyone who dares to violate the rules will be deprived of the right to enter the Yifu Mansion." qualifications!
"After entering, you are not allowed to kill each other or entrap each other. Those who violate the law will also be disqualified and kicked out of the Yifu!"
A young and energetic warrior finally couldn't hold back, and said angrily:
"This residence was left by the great master of the previous dynasty, and it's not yours. Why should you make the rules?"
"That is, the legacy of the legacy, those who are destined to win, we are all here to meet the chance, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, why should we abide by your rules and listen to your arrangements?"
"We are not from the government..."
Most of the martial arts people were filled with righteous indignation and asked questions one after another.
Of course, there are also some decent warriors, or martial arts lovers who love peace. Although it is a bit strange to line up to enter the arena and explore harmoniously, without the thrilling twists and turns of fighting wits, it is actually a good thing.
At least a lot of unnecessary bloodshed can be avoided.
It's a pity that such intellectuals are only a minority, and they cannot make enough volume to overwhelm most people.
At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly raised his finger to the sky, and a series of sparks flew out from his fingertips, turning into nine orange-red fireballs the size of a human head against the wind, rushing straight into the sky and exploding one after another.
Amidst the deafening serial explosions, the strong light of the fireball illuminated the hillside brightly, as if it were daytime.
There was even more scorching hot wind falling from the sky, whizzing across the hillside, suffocating the breath of everyone on the hillside, and becoming silent again.
Shen Lang flicked his nails lightly, and made a sound like steel plates. Under the fearful and awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, he said lightly:
"Quickly line up and enter the arena in an orderly manner. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will charge you the entrance fee! The fee is based on the number of words. For each word of nonsense, you will be charged 100 silver dollars."
"..."
100 yuan per word?
Why don't you fucking grab it!
All the martial arts people were furious, but there was no way, Shen Lang and his wife really had the ability to charge according to the number of words!
No matter how upset they were, they could only purse their lips tightly. No one dared to say a word of nonsense, and they only consciously lined up quickly according to the order of their distance from the entrance of the Yifu.
Soon, hundreds of people lined up in two long lines at the gate of the Yifu.
Shen Lang glanced at the back, and found that even the three strongest young swordsmen of the Longyou Sword Sect had obediently lined up in the queue, without any signs of stabbing, so he nodded in satisfaction, and went with Mu Qingxue stepped aside and let everyone in one by one.
"Don't think about having fun after you go in."
When letting people in, Shen Lang pointed to his eyes:
"I have already cast a secret method, I can keep an eye on you at any time, whoever dares to mess around, I promise to throw him out as soon as possible."
Well, although Shen Lang has the spell of remote monitoring, it is impossible to keep an eye on hundreds of people the whole time.
However, Dharma Xiu has always been mysterious, and ordinary warriors would not know how capable a Dharma Xiu is. With the power of killing Dugu alone and bullying the star, Shen Lang is in the limelight and has a fierce reputation. Words can really scare a lot of people.
All the martial artists lined up, walked into the entrance of the Yifu in an orderly manner, and disappeared into the gap several feet wide.
Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue separated on both sides of the entrance, continuing to maintain order outside.
When it was the turn of Longyou Sword Sect Chen Haoran, Luo Lingfei, and Ye Yurong, the three brothers and sisters clasped fists at Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue before walking in the door.
Chen Haoran is undoubtedly proud of being a young genius who is less than [-] years old and has a third-rank early stage cultivation.
But in front of Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, the pair of peerless geniuses, he was very self-aware and never showed any arrogance.
Of course, as a swordsman, he would not feel inferior. When he clasped his fists to salute, his neither humble nor overbearing appearance made Shen Lang give him a high look.
Because there is no ticket fee and no name registration, the line of hundreds of people looks very long, but if you enter the venue in an orderly manner, it will be very fast.
After a while, the long line came to an end.
Lu Tianchen, the throwing knife master who is suspected to be Xiaogu's father, was at the end of the line. Although his pace was steady when he walked, the depressive and dead aura on his body always made people feel that he was like a walking corpse without a soul.
When the last Lu Tianchen walked past Shen Lang, Shen Lang couldn't help but asked in a strange way:
"Senior Lu, what is the significance of this legacy mansion to seniors?"
Lu Tianchen turned his head sideways, looked at Shen Lang blankly, and said slowly:
"I have a daughter, she is a swordsman... I think, get her a good sword. If there is any rare medicine, I can prepare it for her..."
As he said that, he retracted his gaze and walked into the entrance with a blank expression.
Shen Lang didn't say anything more, just looked at Lu Tianchen's back and shook his head slightly.
Mu Qingxue also looked at Lu Tianchen's back with pity, and said via voice transmission:
"His spirit... seems to be a little abnormal."
"I see." Shen Lang looked at Mu Qingxue: "Shall we go in too?"
"Well, let's go in." Mu Qingxue stepped into the entrance.
Shen Lang wanted to walk in front of her, but she raised her hand to stop her:
"I'll go ahead, you follow me."
Shen Lang said helplessly: "Lord Mu, I am already very strong now."
Mu Qingxue smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "But it's still not as strong as me."
"But hundreds of people went in ahead. If there was any mechanism trap, it would have been cleared away."
Mu Qingxue looked serious: "Be careful when sailing for ten thousand years."
Shen Lang had no choice but to follow behind Mu Qingxue.
After stepping into the gap, it was a dark natural cave at first, and the ground was damp and slippery, covered with moss marks.
But after more than ten feet forward, a spiral descending artificial stone steps appeared, and on the stone walls on both sides, there was a hanging lamp every ten steps. It is bright.
While walking, Mu Qingxue focused on perception, and suddenly said a little strangely:
"The people who came in were not scattered, as if they were all gathered in one place?"
Shen Lang pointed at the center of his eyebrows, spreading out his mental power, intending to scan one or two.Who knew that as soon as the spiritual power touched the two walls and the dome of the passage, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it was swallowed by something.
Shen Lang's heart trembled, he didn't dare to try to scan directly through the obstacles, he only condensed his mental power into a bunch, and scanned spirally along the stone steps.
However, the spiral scan really can't reach far, and it can't go any further after only going down more than ten feet. It can only be faintly felt that there is indeed a large number of people gathered at the end of the passage.
"Master Mu, this place seems to be a bit unusual."
"It is said that the former great master invited a first-rank real person to build this residence. With the methods of a first-rank real person, the residence will certainly be very unusual."
While talking, the two of them had already descended more than ten feet, and they came to the end of the spiral stone steps, in front of a wider straight passage.
This straight passage is not long, only four or five feet long, and there is a stone gate at the end, which has been opened at this time. Through the open stone gate, it can be seen that there are crowds of people behind the gate, but strangely, there is no voice.
Hundreds of people gathered together without saying a word, such a strange situation made Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang couldn't help slowing down at the same time, while concentrating on perception, they slowly walked towards the wide open stone gate.
As Shen Lang walked, he looked around:
"Strange, along the way, there are no traps in the passage..."
Mu Qingxue stared ahead and said in a low voice:
"The front is even more strange. Hundreds of people gathered together, but no one spoke, and there was no sound."
While speaking, he could already see those people outside the door, all seemed to be looking up with their necks up.
So, what's so weird up there?
When Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang walked out of the passage, stepped slowly through the stone gate, and came to an empty space, they could see clearly what everyone was looking up at at a glance.
Then, like the hundreds of people before, they both raised their heads in shock.
It was a magical giant tree.
The trunk looks as thick as ten people's arms, and the silver-gray bark is covered with various odd-shaped lines.
Some are like dragons and snakes, some are like lightning, some are like whirlwinds, some are like flames, some are like the sun, some are like eyes, and some are like weeds and vines smeared by urchins.
But no matter how sloppy the lines are, when you stare straight at them, there will be a pair of internal forces and true energy running paths in front of you, as if they are all different profound methods.
There are also some odd-shaped lines, which seem to contain a martial art move that is close to Taoism.Fist, palm, finger, claw, leg, sword, knife, spear, whip... all kinds of unarmed and weapon skills are available.
But these are not the most attractive.
The most attractive thing is still on the tree.
Looking up along the trunk, one can see that this huge and thick tree is not too tall, only about ten feet to the top of the tree.
The umbrella-shaped tree crown is not too big, and its diameter is only more than ten feet.
But above the canopy, those elliptical leaves the size of cattail leaf fans are extraordinarily gorgeous, they are all golden as if they were made of pure gold.
And every leaf is exuding a faint golden light, giving people a majestic and sacred feeling.
But those gorgeous and sacred leaves are not the most attractive.
What really made the hundreds of people on the scene silent and silent, all looking up and watching, was the silver-skinned gold patterns among the leaves, like fruits made of pure silver and inlaid with gold threads.
The fruit is only the size of a fist, with a round body, exuding a soft glow and an alluring fragrance.
Just by smelling this fragrance, people have the illusion that the whole body is comfortable, the dark wounds are all gone, the flesh and blood are pure, and the power is faintly improved.
At the same time, everyone who sees the fruit will have an intuition in their hearts:
By eating one piece of fruit, one can instantly master a world-shattering magical technique, and at the same time, one's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, from fifth to fourth rank, fourth to third rank, third to second rank, and even second to first rank!
In the open space, hundreds of people surrounded the giant tree, and no one spoke.
Almost everyone was staring at the silver-skinned and golden-patterned fruits in the crown of the tree.
Some people gritted their teeth, some had flushed faces, some had chests heaving violently like a bellows, their breathing was as heavy as a bull, some had bloodshot eyes, and their eyes were as fierce as fire...
I do not know how long it has been.
The other side of the tree opposite the stone gate.
Someone stared at the fruit on the tree obsessively, walked slowly towards the big tree, and murmured dreamily:
"The holy tree of martial arts... This is a sacred tree of martial arts..."
When he was speaking, no one noticed that on the silver-gray tree trunk, an eye-like pattern blinked suddenly and turned into a real eye.
It was a strange eye with a black background and white pupils.
His pure white pupils rolled around, and suddenly stared at the person who was walking towards the big tree.
Under Bai Tong's gaze, a very thick blood-colored mist suddenly erupted from the man's seven orifices. The blood mist rose up and sank into the canopy of the tree. In a blink of an eye, it was absorbed by those gorgeous and sacred leaves that seemed to be made of pure gold.
As for the person whose seven orifices sprayed blood mist, his body shriveled up quickly, and turned into a piece of dry human skin in an instant, falling to the ground together with the clothes on his body.
But this weird and terrifying change did not alarm anyone.
Not to mention the people on the other side of the tree, such as Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, who were cut off from sight and perception by the tree trunk, the warriors on the same side as this person, and even a few wild Taoist monks, all seemed to be possessed by demons. , with their necks raised motionless, staring at the fruits in the canopy obsessively, turning a blind eye to the horrible events that happened right in front of their eyes.
And this is just the beginning.
Soon, another person walked towards the big tree obsessively.
Walking and walking, a flame-like pattern on the tree trunk lighted up slightly, and the man looked like a burning candle. First, the nose, ears, and mouth slipped off the face one after another, then the entire face, and then the eyeballs also slipped from the eye sockets. Rolled out, followed by flesh and blood...
Soon, the man's belt and bones turned into a puddle of yellow juice, which quickly seeped into the soil. On the ground, only his clothes and weapons were left.
Another person, who seemed unable to bear the temptation of the fruit, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards a fruit with a face of fanaticism.
But as soon as it rose to a height of three feet, a serpentine pattern squirmed quickly on the trunk, making a hunting movement of shrinking its neck, protruding its head, and devouring it.
Gudong!
A faint swallowing sound sounded.
The flying man disappeared out of thin air, as if swallowed by an invisible big mouth, not even his clothes remained.
Another person walked towards the big tree in a daze, but suddenly dense bud-shaped roots appeared on the ground.
The man stepped on the root hair, and the whole person froze suddenly.
Then came the faint sound of sucking and swallowing, like someone drinking a drink through a straw.
And that person's body also shriveled up quickly, leaving only a piece of human skin in a blink of an eye.
Another person successfully walked up to the big tree, raised his hand obsessively, and caressed the bark.
Following that, his palms stuck to the bark, and then his whole body merged into the tree body.
"Eating a piece of divine fruit, I can also be like Mu Qingxue, who broke through the barrier of life and death at the age of 22, and was promoted to the second-rank Stellar Qi Realm!"
At the age of 19, Chen Haoran, the most outstanding contemporary genius disciple of the Longyou Sword Sect, was already at the early stage of the third rank, talking to himself frantically, and slowly walked towards the big tree.
When he was walking forward, on the trunk, a dragon-like pattern suddenly twisted and squirmed.
Following the squirming of the lines, a strange translucent tentacle slowly protruded from the air above Chen Haoran. The top of the tentacle was shaped like a dragon's head, with horns and beards, but the position of the dragon's mouth was densely covered with spiral teeth. Swirly mouthparts.
Just when the weird mouthpiece was aimed at the top of Chen Haoran's head, and was about to swallow it in one bite, a series of fireballs the size of a human head suddenly flew past Chen Haoran's side and bombarded the tree trunk.
Boom boom boom...
A deafening explosion sounded.
The scorching shock wave pushed the violent flames to sweep across. Chen Haoran, who bore the brunt, was shaken and thrown backwards. His hair was scorched to a large extent, and large blisters appeared on his face. However, he woke up because of this. The pure zhenqi gushed out and turned into a shield covering the whole body. At the same time, the blisters on the face disappeared and healed quickly.
Chen Haoran didn't take the usual path, the first acupoint he condensed when he was promoted to the third rank was the "Life and Death Aperture" for vitality and recovery.
And this wave of serial explosions not only awakened Chen Haoran, but the warriors on the same side as Chen Haoran also woke up under the impact of the flames.
A martial artist saw a few broken human skins on the ground, his expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice:
"This is not some sacred tree of martial arts, this is a tree of devouring demons!"
More warriors, including Chen Haoran and his two junior sisters, looked at Shen Lang with lingering fear and gratitude.
Undoubtedly, it was Shen Lang who sent out the fireball to bombard the tree, rescued Chen Haoran in time and awakened everyone.
In fact, Shen Lang was also bewitched by that big tree at the beginning.
When he saw the lines on the tree trunk, he felt that what he felt was the Six Meridians Excalibur, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yin Scriptures, Nine Yang Magical Skills, Three Points Returning to Yuan Qi, Sword 23, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect , Qijue of Qiankun, Nine Strikes of Purple Thunder, Soaring Phoenix Wings, Whirlpool Liuzuidun, Turtle Style Qigong... and so on, which I am familiar with or like.
When he saw the fruit on the tree, he spontaneously produced a kind of... This fruit is the fruit of the great way, swallowing a fruit, my life is up to me, and I can directly cultivate the Four Swords of Zhuxian and become a saint instantly , a strong intuition that swept across the Three Realms.
At that time, he was ecstatic and almost danced.
then……
The seed of mental power between his brows jumped suddenly, and he realized something was wrong instantly:
It is true that this world has extraordinary power, but the human world can't even tolerate earth immortals and true gods, and at most only one rank is allowed to exist. How can it be possible to grow such a fruit of the avenue that can instantly become a saint?
With doubts in my heart, all kinds of illusory perceptions were suddenly full of flaws - how could the "Sacred Martial Arts Tree" in this world contain the imaginary skills of my world?
But the bewitching power of this tree is really powerful.
Even though Shen Lang noticed the flaws, he still spent a lot of effort. He visualized the Tathagata Dharma, cleared away the strange powers that had invaded his mind, and used the ten-step-one-kill mental method to gather the unparalleled killing intent and cut Kill all falsehoods, and only then will you truly wake up completely.
When he was awake, Mu Qingxue also relied on her martial arts will, which had already stepped out of her own way, to get rid of the illusion and bewitched, and regained her sober cognition.
Then the two saw the torn human skin and clothes on the ground at the same time, as well as Chen Haoran who was walking towards the big tree with a frenzied and obsessed face, and the weird tentacle on top of his head that seemed real and unreal.
Before Shen Lang could think about it, he raised his hand and sent a "fireball" straight to the tree.
Mu Qingxue flew towards the back of the big tree, trying to wake up the people on the back of the big tree—this tree is weird, the trunk can not only isolate sound, but also isolate perception, with Mu Qingxue's ability, he can't perceive the trunk What happened in the back.
Shen Lang's fireball might not be able to wake up the people behind the tree trunk. Mu Qingxue could even see from the insight of the Tianmu acupoint that the silver-gray tree trunk that had eaten nine fireballs alive was only slightly burnt black and damaged, and the damaged part Bloody juice is oozing out quickly, extinguishing the lingering flames and repairing the damage at the same time.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxue felt awe-inspiring.
Shen Lang's Lianzhu fireball is far more powerful than the same-level law cultivator.
Mu Qingxue thought to herself, if she didn't wear the golden armor, and didn't use astral energy to protect her body, but only used her physical body to harden her body, nine fireballs would be enough to blast her to pieces.
But the same part of the magic tree was hit by fireballs nine times in a row, but it was only slightly damaged...
Its bark defense is so strong that it seems to be higher than her physical body of a second-rank Gang Qi realm warrior!
Mu Qingxue didn't dare to be negligent, she flew to the back of the tree trunk, looked up, and sure enough, she saw that the people on this side were still looking up at the canopy with fascination, and they were not awakened by Shen Lang's fireball.
There are also a lot of human skins and clothes scattered on the ground, and several warriors are walking towards the big tree in a daze.
Without hesitation, Mu Qingxue reached into the air, raised her right hand high above the top, squeezed her five fingers vigorously, a golden light flashed in her palm, and a loud thunder burst out.
The loud noise shook the entire space slightly, and the warriors below were knocked down even more, and those who didn't fell staggered as if they were drunk.
The warriors who were walking towards the big tree also fell to the ground and woke up suddenly.
"Go, this tree is the Demon Eater Tree!"
Mu Qingxue shouted loudly.
at the same time.
The warriors who woke up first on Shen Lang's side retreated towards the stone gate under Shen Lang's deep order.
But before the martial artist closest to the stone gate retreated to the door, the stone gate closed with a bang.
At the same time, the ground in front of the door trembled and cracked violently, and a dragon like a silver ash tree root cracked the ground, and with a bang, it slapped the warrior closest to the stone door from head to toe into meatloaf.
Afterwards, numerous fissures opened on the root of the silver-gray tree, and from each fissure, a blood-vessel-shaped fleshy tentacles shot out, piercing into the crowd like lightning.
Puff puff!
Amid the dense stabbing sounds, several fighters were unable to dodge in time and were stabbed by those blood vessel-like tentacles.At least seven or eight blood vessel tentacles are inserted into the body, and dozens of blood vessel tentacles are densely inserted all over the body.
Following bursts of sucking sounds, those blood vessel-shaped tentacles swelled and swelled one after another, while those warriors quickly shriveled and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into dilapidated and decayed pieces in a blink of an eye. human skin!
It's not that other warriors don't want to save them.
It's just that they themselves are in trouble now.
Just as the stone gate was closed, the ground in front of the gate cracked, and tree roots burst out of the ground.
The ground in all directions of the big tree burst open one after another, and silver-gray roots burst out of the ground, dancing, lashing, and entwining like strange snakes and giant pythons, tearing each warrior into pieces, rolling them into several pieces, Or eject out blood vessel-like tentacles, sucking the warriors shot by the tentacles until only human skin remains.
At the same time, twenty or thirty huge roots jumped out of the ground on all sides of the big tree.
Although the crypt is large, under the attack of these twenty or thirty tree roots, which are more than ten feet short and twenty feet long, and can shoot out blood-vessel tentacles, the warriors suffered heavy casualties and had no time to care for themselves. , how can there be time to rescue others?
And Shen Lang, who blasted the big tree with a continuous fireball and woke up almost half of the people, was besieged by two tree roots, one long and one short.
Just dodged a tree root attack, then was swept by another tree root, blocked the tree root with a crystal wall, and there were dense blood-colored tentacles screaming and ejecting...
Some warriors dodged the vascular tentacles while drawing out their swords to fight back.
But the sixth-rank martial artist swung his sword with all his strength, and slashed at the blood-vessel-like tentacles that looked like flesh, and he couldn't even break through its skin. blood flow.
A full-strength strike by a fifth-rank martial artist can only barely cut through the skin of the blood vessel tentacles.
Only a fourth-rank martial artist can barely cut off the tentacles of blood vessels by attacking with true energy.
The three brothers and sisters of the Longyou Sword Sect performed well.
Luo Lingfei and Lin Yurong each hold a four-legged sword, and the sword in Chen Haoran's hand is a third-grade sharp weapon.
The three senior brothers and sisters formed a three-talented formation, using exquisite sword moves to continuously cut off the blood vessels and tentacles attacking them.
Occasionally, if he has spare energy, he can still use the sword energy from the air to barely help other warriors who are attacked by the vascular tentacles.
Chen Haoran originally wanted to help Shen Lang and repay his life-saving grace.
But the three senior brothers and sisters slashed through the air with sword energy, and they couldn't even cut through the skin of the silver gray tree roots.
I thought about chopping with a sword in the past, but I was also forced away by the huge tree roots, and I couldn't get close at all.
He could only watch Shen Lang struggling under the siege of two tree roots.
Flying knife master Lu Tianchen looked like a walking corpse, and his eyes were empty, as if he had nothing to love, but his fighting power was not bad.
He held a willow leaf flying knife no more than three inches long in each hand. This flying knife was made of spirit iron and could withstand his true energy.
From time to time, he condensed his true energy on the blade, causing the small flying knife to spit out a slender true energy blade, stabbing at his blood vessel tentacles like a swift sword.
Sometimes the throwing knives are thrown out, either directly, or in an arc, or bounce up and down in the air, drawing a series of mysterious trajectories, cutting off the tentacles aimed at other warriors.
Afterwards, with a slight hook of the finger, the zhenqi silk thread connected to the flying knife can retrieve the thrown flying knife again.
Perhaps it was because before entering the door, Shen Lang inexplicably asked him a question, which made him have a good impression of Shen Lang Moming, or because Shen Lang woke up everyone, which saved his life, and Lu Tianchen also looked at him from time to time. Shen Lang fired a throwing knife, slicing the blood vessel tentacles attacking Shen Lang.
Sometimes it even stabbed the huge tree root that attacked Shen Lang.
Although his throwing knife is too slender to cause too much damage to the tree roots, it can still disturb the tree roots a little and relieve Shen Lang's pressure.
But after coming down several times, or getting tired of Lu Tianchen's harassment, the magic tree actually sent out a huge taproot to attack Lu Tianchen.
Now Lu Tianchen was too busy to take care of himself, so he could only do his best, with the elegant and swift excellent lightness kung fu, he kept wandering and dodging, in response to the attack of the huge taproot, he could no longer support Shen Lang.
Mu Qingxue on the other side was besieged by three huge tree roots immediately.
When the tree roots struck, Mu Qingxue instantly put on the golden armor, spread the golden wings, and held the God of War hammer in her hand.
When a tree root whizzed towards her with the turbulent wind, Mu Qingxue, who had always been tough-headed, did not dodge or dodge. She swung the magic hammer, injected strength, and slammed the hammer on the tree root.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the root of the tree let out an ear-piercing hiss of pain, and a gap the size of a bucket exploded at the part where it collided with the divine hammer, splashing blood-colored minced meat all over the sky.
And Mu Qingxue was also knocked down by a terrifying counter-shock force, and embedded into the stone wall with a bang.
Before she could get away from the stone wall, another tree root pierced towards her like a spear. Mu Qingxue let out a clear whistle, and golden aura burst out from her body, and when the stone wall around her shattered, she was already Facing the tree roots, the magic hammer swung violently from bottom to top, releasing a dense sonic boom like rolling thunder.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, the tip of the tree root was completely smashed, and the bloody minced meat splashed in all directions. The hissing sound not only pierced the eardrums of people, but even pointed directly at the soul, which shocked the soul.
Mu Qingxue was fine, but almost half of the warriors below who were avoiding the attacks of other tree roots hugged their heads, fell to the ground with pained faces, rolled all over the ground, and were easily killed by the dancing roots. prey.
Mu Qingxue glanced quickly, and found that even the warriors who were directly smashed into pieces by the tree roots, their flesh and blood would seep into the soil, apparently absorbed by the magic tree.
And in just a short time of a dozen or so breaths, there were originally two or three hundred warriors here, but half of them have been lost, and nearly a hundred people have been killed and swallowed by the magic tree!
This is the case on her side, and Shen Lang's side is obviously not much better, and may even be worse than her.
[It's a new month, and the daily schedule is still going on, please guarantee the monthly pass! 】
(End of this chapter)
Shen Lang stared at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen from a distance, only to feel that although he had gray temples, depressed temperament, and thin cheeks, his facial features were clear and three-dimensional, and the layout was reasonable. He must have been a handsome and handsome man when he was young.
I don't know if it was preconceived, but Shen Lang always felt that Lu Tianchen's eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose were somewhat similar to Xiaogu's humanoid facial features in the dream, and he looked like a father and daughter.
Mu Qingxue saw Shen Lang staring at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen thoughtfully, she couldn't help laughing and teasing:
"Why, I heard that Lu Tianchen is an old friend of the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, and I want to ask him to send a letter and some gifts to Mrs. Yu?"
Shen Lang shook his head, and transmitted the voice into the secret:
"No. I suspect he might be Xiaogu's father."
"What?" Mu Qingxue was slightly taken aback, "Xiaogu's father?"
"Yeah. Xiaogu was killed by Zhao Mengshan before his death, but her father didn't know, he was always looking for her..."
He told Mu Qingxue the news about Xiao Zhao's eavesdropping, and then said via voice transmission:
"Although Xiaogu was turned into a demon by me, she has lost her memories of her life, so we never know who her biological father is. Today I heard you say that Lu Tianchen is from Yingzhou and has an old relationship with the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, so I remembered this incident." Old things."
Mu Qingxue frowned slightly, and said:
"If he is really Xiaogu's father... what are you going to do? Let Xiaogu recognize him?"
Shen Lang sighed and shook his head:
"How do you recognize each other? A living girl with flesh and blood, who can talk and laugh, has turned into a bloodless, tearless, speechless, cold skeleton... How could a father accept it?
"He couldn't find Xiaogu, so he still had something to think about in his heart. Even if he lied to himself, he still had some hope. But if he knew that his daughter had become like this... I'm afraid he would go crazy on the spot."
Mu Qingxue was silent for a while, then sighed, and said faintly:
"This is indeed a tragic event in the world... But in the legend, isn't the goblin able to take the form of a human? Isn't Xiaogu always looking like a skeleton?"
"A goblin can transform into a human, but Xiaogu is not strong enough to speak, let alone transform into a human?"
"But there is hope in the end."
"That's right." Shen Lang sighed softly, "When Xiaogu returns to human form, find a chance to let their father and daughter recognize each other. If Lu Tianchen is really Xiaogu's father."
At this time, Lu Tianchen, who seemed to be aware of Shen Lang's gaze, who was concentrating on carving wood carvings, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang remained calm, with his hands behind his back, and stared at Lu Tianchen expressionlessly.
As a flying knife master, his eyes should be sharp and sharp, but Lu Tianchen's eyes were dull and lifeless.
Shen Lang couldn't help feeling pity for that gloomy and dead look in his eyes, and Mu Qingxue also sighed sadly for it.
After only glancing at Shen Lang, Lu Tianchen looked away and immersed himself in the wood carving again.
"What is he carving?" Shen Lang asked Mu Qingxue.
Mu Qingxue gathered his eyes together, activated the insight ability of Tianmu Point, stared for a while, and sighed softly:
"The one carved is a little girl holding a sword."
The little girl with the sword...
Shen Lang was almost certain that Lu Tianchen was Xiao Gu's biological father.
He didn't hide it from Xiao Gu, and sent a message to Xiao Gu in the Jingbi space:
"Xiao Gu, there is a man named Lu Tianchen here, who may be your father."
[Lu Tianchen?Father?I do not remember. 】
"Can't remember anything?"
[Not at all, I don’t remember.My memory starts from the moment when I was enlightened by you.Before, nothing, don't remember. 】
"If you condense the demon pill, is it possible to remember the things in your life?"
【do not know.Is this important to you? 】
"Whether you have any memories of your life is of course not important to me. After all, when I enlightened you, you were a little skeleton. It's just... that man who may be your father is really too miserable. In his eyes, he is completely There is no light."
[...I, feel, can't.I, without flesh and blood, have no feelings.Except for you, for other people, it is really, helpless, empathy. 】
Shen Lang was silent, sighed secretly and said:
"I hope that after you condense the demon pill, you can regain some of the emotions you had in life."
After finishing the spiritual communication with Xiaogu, Shen Lang said to Mu Qingxue again:
"This mansion will not be opened until tomorrow. You have been here since yesterday, and you haven't had much rest until tonight, right? Once the mansion opens, there may be chaos. I will maintain order for you first, and you will find Rest here for the night and recharge your batteries for tomorrow night's battle."
Mu Qingxue smiled and said:
"No need. I'm a second-rank martial artist. I can live for a long time by drinking wind. I won't be tired without sleep for ten days and nights."
Shen Lang couldn't refuse, "But I will feel sorry for my wife. Be good, be obedient, go and have a rest."
"Good? Obedient?" Mu Qingxue looked at Shen Lang with a half-smile, "I'm obviously four years younger than me, and I'm no match for arm wrestling. You have to call me Mr. Mu at home, yet you dare to use such a tone Talk to me?"
Shen Lang didn't change his face, and with his hands behind his back, he smiled proudly:
"But I can kill you so that you cry and call brother. It's only a matter of time before your strength surpasses yours."
Mu Qingxue gave him a pretty look, and hummed softly:
"Let's not mention the future, now, I'm still your Muda."
Having said that, she did not refuse Shen Lang's kindness anymore, turned around and went to the back of the hillside, and chose a place to rest.
Shen Lang worked for Mu Qingxue all night, and early the next morning, Mu Qingxue came to take over again, Shen Lang didn't go to rest, and just meditated beside Mu Qingxue.
Unknowingly, it was night again, and the midnight was approaching, and the crowd on the hillside gradually became agitated, and the voices of discussion, quarrel, and yelling filled the sky.
Mu Qingxue only cared about maintaining order and ignored other matters.Shen Lang also closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear, just meditating.
Suddenly, Shen Lang only felt a vibration of the mountain, and faintly heard a dull loud noise like a bull's roar, coming from the belly of the mountain.
Shen Lang stood up, looked down, and saw a huge crack several feet wide suddenly opened halfway up the mountain, and countless fountains of mud and stone gushed out of the crack, rushing straight up to a height of more than ten feet.
The martial arts practitioners near the gap ran away one after another, while the martial arts practitioners in the distance performed their lightness kung fu and swarmed towards the gap. I don’t know how many people cheered excitedly:
"Open!"
"The Palace of Remains is open!"
"Sure enough, there is a Yifu! I have waited here for five days and five nights, ah..."
The cheers turned into screams of pain in a blink of an eye, but it was the mud and rocks that soared more than ten feet into the sky, falling down like a torrential rain, smashing their heads and faces into the crowd rushing from all directions.
Some people sensed something was wrong in advance and quickly used body skills to avoid it.Others head-to-head blasted mud and rocks falling from the sky.
But there are also unlucky guys who were greeted by multiple pieces of gravel at the same time, unable to avoid and block, and were smashed to the ground.
Soon, the erupted mud and rocks had all landed, and the crowd rushed towards the crack on the mountainside.
Those unlucky ones who were smashed to the ground were not far behind, wrapping up their wounds and galloping in pain.
Mu Qingxue's bad luck also broke out again, a boulder half a person's height was thrown up to the top of the mountain, and it hit Mu Qingxue's head impartially.However, such small accidents have long been commonplace for Mr. Mu, and it is not surprising at all. He flicked his fingers without changing his face, and shot out with a finger, blasting the big rock into pieces in the air.
Then she grabbed Shen Lang's palm, spread out a pair of stellar wings, and led him to fly down from the top of the mountain, rushing ahead of everyone like lightning, and landed in front of the gap.
Seeing the famous ruthless iron judge and cold-blooded Rentu jointly blocking the entrance of the widow's residence, the swarming crowd suddenly stopped and all stopped.
There was a young guy with hot blood, who was about to step forward to question him, but when Mu Qingxue gave him a cold look, he suddenly felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, cooling his head to his feet, and immediately died down, obediently retreating into the crowd, not daring to do that again bird.
There are also fierce and reckless men who are angry from the heart, and want to raise their arms to encourage the crowd to rush forward, but when Shen Lang looks at it with a smile that is not a smile, he suddenly feels a chill in his neck, as if a sharp knife is held against his throat, In an instant, his face turned pale, dripping with cold sweat, and he was tongue-tied and speechless.
After shocking the restless crowd, Mu Qingxue spoke slowly:
"Shenzhutang has no intention of competing with you for the remains. But the exploration of the remains must be orderly. If you are scrambling and refusing to give in to each other like you, I am afraid that you will run into and trample to death before entering the door."
Shen Lang continued:
"I set a rule here with Mu Baotou. When you enter the Yifu Mansion, you should line up first. Everyone, first come, first come, line up in two lines in front of the entrance. No fighting, no jumping in line, anyone who dares to violate the rules will be deprived of the right to enter the Yifu Mansion." qualifications!
"After entering, you are not allowed to kill each other or entrap each other. Those who violate the law will also be disqualified and kicked out of the Yifu!"
A young and energetic warrior finally couldn't hold back, and said angrily:
"This residence was left by the great master of the previous dynasty, and it's not yours. Why should you make the rules?"
"That is, the legacy of the legacy, those who are destined to win, we are all here to meet the chance, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, why should we abide by your rules and listen to your arrangements?"
"We are not from the government..."
Most of the martial arts people were filled with righteous indignation and asked questions one after another.
Of course, there are also some decent warriors, or martial arts lovers who love peace. Although it is a bit strange to line up to enter the arena and explore harmoniously, without the thrilling twists and turns of fighting wits, it is actually a good thing.
At least a lot of unnecessary bloodshed can be avoided.
It's a pity that such intellectuals are only a minority, and they cannot make enough volume to overwhelm most people.
At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly raised his finger to the sky, and a series of sparks flew out from his fingertips, turning into nine orange-red fireballs the size of a human head against the wind, rushing straight into the sky and exploding one after another.
Amidst the deafening serial explosions, the strong light of the fireball illuminated the hillside brightly, as if it were daytime.
There was even more scorching hot wind falling from the sky, whizzing across the hillside, suffocating the breath of everyone on the hillside, and becoming silent again.
Shen Lang flicked his nails lightly, and made a sound like steel plates. Under the fearful and awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, he said lightly:
"Quickly line up and enter the arena in an orderly manner. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will charge you the entrance fee! The fee is based on the number of words. For each word of nonsense, you will be charged 100 silver dollars."
"..."
100 yuan per word?
Why don't you fucking grab it!
All the martial arts people were furious, but there was no way, Shen Lang and his wife really had the ability to charge according to the number of words!
No matter how upset they were, they could only purse their lips tightly. No one dared to say a word of nonsense, and they only consciously lined up quickly according to the order of their distance from the entrance of the Yifu.
Soon, hundreds of people lined up in two long lines at the gate of the Yifu.
Shen Lang glanced at the back, and found that even the three strongest young swordsmen of the Longyou Sword Sect had obediently lined up in the queue, without any signs of stabbing, so he nodded in satisfaction, and went with Mu Qingxue stepped aside and let everyone in one by one.
"Don't think about having fun after you go in."
When letting people in, Shen Lang pointed to his eyes:
"I have already cast a secret method, I can keep an eye on you at any time, whoever dares to mess around, I promise to throw him out as soon as possible."
Well, although Shen Lang has the spell of remote monitoring, it is impossible to keep an eye on hundreds of people the whole time.
However, Dharma Xiu has always been mysterious, and ordinary warriors would not know how capable a Dharma Xiu is. With the power of killing Dugu alone and bullying the star, Shen Lang is in the limelight and has a fierce reputation. Words can really scare a lot of people.
All the martial artists lined up, walked into the entrance of the Yifu in an orderly manner, and disappeared into the gap several feet wide.
Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue separated on both sides of the entrance, continuing to maintain order outside.
When it was the turn of Longyou Sword Sect Chen Haoran, Luo Lingfei, and Ye Yurong, the three brothers and sisters clasped fists at Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue before walking in the door.
Chen Haoran is undoubtedly proud of being a young genius who is less than [-] years old and has a third-rank early stage cultivation.
But in front of Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, the pair of peerless geniuses, he was very self-aware and never showed any arrogance.
Of course, as a swordsman, he would not feel inferior. When he clasped his fists to salute, his neither humble nor overbearing appearance made Shen Lang give him a high look.
Because there is no ticket fee and no name registration, the line of hundreds of people looks very long, but if you enter the venue in an orderly manner, it will be very fast.
After a while, the long line came to an end.
Lu Tianchen, the throwing knife master who is suspected to be Xiaogu's father, was at the end of the line. Although his pace was steady when he walked, the depressive and dead aura on his body always made people feel that he was like a walking corpse without a soul.
When the last Lu Tianchen walked past Shen Lang, Shen Lang couldn't help but asked in a strange way:
"Senior Lu, what is the significance of this legacy mansion to seniors?"
Lu Tianchen turned his head sideways, looked at Shen Lang blankly, and said slowly:
"I have a daughter, she is a swordsman... I think, get her a good sword. If there is any rare medicine, I can prepare it for her..."
As he said that, he retracted his gaze and walked into the entrance with a blank expression.
Shen Lang didn't say anything more, just looked at Lu Tianchen's back and shook his head slightly.
Mu Qingxue also looked at Lu Tianchen's back with pity, and said via voice transmission:
"His spirit... seems to be a little abnormal."
"I see." Shen Lang looked at Mu Qingxue: "Shall we go in too?"
"Well, let's go in." Mu Qingxue stepped into the entrance.
Shen Lang wanted to walk in front of her, but she raised her hand to stop her:
"I'll go ahead, you follow me."
Shen Lang said helplessly: "Lord Mu, I am already very strong now."
Mu Qingxue smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "But it's still not as strong as me."
"But hundreds of people went in ahead. If there was any mechanism trap, it would have been cleared away."
Mu Qingxue looked serious: "Be careful when sailing for ten thousand years."
Shen Lang had no choice but to follow behind Mu Qingxue.
After stepping into the gap, it was a dark natural cave at first, and the ground was damp and slippery, covered with moss marks.
But after more than ten feet forward, a spiral descending artificial stone steps appeared, and on the stone walls on both sides, there was a hanging lamp every ten steps. It is bright.
While walking, Mu Qingxue focused on perception, and suddenly said a little strangely:
"The people who came in were not scattered, as if they were all gathered in one place?"
Shen Lang pointed at the center of his eyebrows, spreading out his mental power, intending to scan one or two.Who knew that as soon as the spiritual power touched the two walls and the dome of the passage, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it was swallowed by something.
Shen Lang's heart trembled, he didn't dare to try to scan directly through the obstacles, he only condensed his mental power into a bunch, and scanned spirally along the stone steps.
However, the spiral scan really can't reach far, and it can't go any further after only going down more than ten feet. It can only be faintly felt that there is indeed a large number of people gathered at the end of the passage.
"Master Mu, this place seems to be a bit unusual."
"It is said that the former great master invited a first-rank real person to build this residence. With the methods of a first-rank real person, the residence will certainly be very unusual."
While talking, the two of them had already descended more than ten feet, and they came to the end of the spiral stone steps, in front of a wider straight passage.
This straight passage is not long, only four or five feet long, and there is a stone gate at the end, which has been opened at this time. Through the open stone gate, it can be seen that there are crowds of people behind the gate, but strangely, there is no voice.
Hundreds of people gathered together without saying a word, such a strange situation made Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang couldn't help slowing down at the same time, while concentrating on perception, they slowly walked towards the wide open stone gate.
As Shen Lang walked, he looked around:
"Strange, along the way, there are no traps in the passage..."
Mu Qingxue stared ahead and said in a low voice:
"The front is even more strange. Hundreds of people gathered together, but no one spoke, and there was no sound."
While speaking, he could already see those people outside the door, all seemed to be looking up with their necks up.
So, what's so weird up there?
When Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang walked out of the passage, stepped slowly through the stone gate, and came to an empty space, they could see clearly what everyone was looking up at at a glance.
Then, like the hundreds of people before, they both raised their heads in shock.
It was a magical giant tree.
The trunk looks as thick as ten people's arms, and the silver-gray bark is covered with various odd-shaped lines.
Some are like dragons and snakes, some are like lightning, some are like whirlwinds, some are like flames, some are like the sun, some are like eyes, and some are like weeds and vines smeared by urchins.
But no matter how sloppy the lines are, when you stare straight at them, there will be a pair of internal forces and true energy running paths in front of you, as if they are all different profound methods.
There are also some odd-shaped lines, which seem to contain a martial art move that is close to Taoism.Fist, palm, finger, claw, leg, sword, knife, spear, whip... all kinds of unarmed and weapon skills are available.
But these are not the most attractive.
The most attractive thing is still on the tree.
Looking up along the trunk, one can see that this huge and thick tree is not too tall, only about ten feet to the top of the tree.
The umbrella-shaped tree crown is not too big, and its diameter is only more than ten feet.
But above the canopy, those elliptical leaves the size of cattail leaf fans are extraordinarily gorgeous, they are all golden as if they were made of pure gold.
And every leaf is exuding a faint golden light, giving people a majestic and sacred feeling.
But those gorgeous and sacred leaves are not the most attractive.
What really made the hundreds of people on the scene silent and silent, all looking up and watching, was the silver-skinned gold patterns among the leaves, like fruits made of pure silver and inlaid with gold threads.
The fruit is only the size of a fist, with a round body, exuding a soft glow and an alluring fragrance.
Just by smelling this fragrance, people have the illusion that the whole body is comfortable, the dark wounds are all gone, the flesh and blood are pure, and the power is faintly improved.
At the same time, everyone who sees the fruit will have an intuition in their hearts:
By eating one piece of fruit, one can instantly master a world-shattering magical technique, and at the same time, one's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, from fifth to fourth rank, fourth to third rank, third to second rank, and even second to first rank!
In the open space, hundreds of people surrounded the giant tree, and no one spoke.
Almost everyone was staring at the silver-skinned and golden-patterned fruits in the crown of the tree.
Some people gritted their teeth, some had flushed faces, some had chests heaving violently like a bellows, their breathing was as heavy as a bull, some had bloodshot eyes, and their eyes were as fierce as fire...
I do not know how long it has been.
The other side of the tree opposite the stone gate.
Someone stared at the fruit on the tree obsessively, walked slowly towards the big tree, and murmured dreamily:
"The holy tree of martial arts... This is a sacred tree of martial arts..."
When he was speaking, no one noticed that on the silver-gray tree trunk, an eye-like pattern blinked suddenly and turned into a real eye.
It was a strange eye with a black background and white pupils.
His pure white pupils rolled around, and suddenly stared at the person who was walking towards the big tree.
Under Bai Tong's gaze, a very thick blood-colored mist suddenly erupted from the man's seven orifices. The blood mist rose up and sank into the canopy of the tree. In a blink of an eye, it was absorbed by those gorgeous and sacred leaves that seemed to be made of pure gold.
As for the person whose seven orifices sprayed blood mist, his body shriveled up quickly, and turned into a piece of dry human skin in an instant, falling to the ground together with the clothes on his body.
But this weird and terrifying change did not alarm anyone.
Not to mention the people on the other side of the tree, such as Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, who were cut off from sight and perception by the tree trunk, the warriors on the same side as this person, and even a few wild Taoist monks, all seemed to be possessed by demons. , with their necks raised motionless, staring at the fruits in the canopy obsessively, turning a blind eye to the horrible events that happened right in front of their eyes.
And this is just the beginning.
Soon, another person walked towards the big tree obsessively.
Walking and walking, a flame-like pattern on the tree trunk lighted up slightly, and the man looked like a burning candle. First, the nose, ears, and mouth slipped off the face one after another, then the entire face, and then the eyeballs also slipped from the eye sockets. Rolled out, followed by flesh and blood...
Soon, the man's belt and bones turned into a puddle of yellow juice, which quickly seeped into the soil. On the ground, only his clothes and weapons were left.
Another person, who seemed unable to bear the temptation of the fruit, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards a fruit with a face of fanaticism.
But as soon as it rose to a height of three feet, a serpentine pattern squirmed quickly on the trunk, making a hunting movement of shrinking its neck, protruding its head, and devouring it.
Gudong!
A faint swallowing sound sounded.
The flying man disappeared out of thin air, as if swallowed by an invisible big mouth, not even his clothes remained.
Another person walked towards the big tree in a daze, but suddenly dense bud-shaped roots appeared on the ground.
The man stepped on the root hair, and the whole person froze suddenly.
Then came the faint sound of sucking and swallowing, like someone drinking a drink through a straw.
And that person's body also shriveled up quickly, leaving only a piece of human skin in a blink of an eye.
Another person successfully walked up to the big tree, raised his hand obsessively, and caressed the bark.
Following that, his palms stuck to the bark, and then his whole body merged into the tree body.
"Eating a piece of divine fruit, I can also be like Mu Qingxue, who broke through the barrier of life and death at the age of 22, and was promoted to the second-rank Stellar Qi Realm!"
At the age of 19, Chen Haoran, the most outstanding contemporary genius disciple of the Longyou Sword Sect, was already at the early stage of the third rank, talking to himself frantically, and slowly walked towards the big tree.
When he was walking forward, on the trunk, a dragon-like pattern suddenly twisted and squirmed.
Following the squirming of the lines, a strange translucent tentacle slowly protruded from the air above Chen Haoran. The top of the tentacle was shaped like a dragon's head, with horns and beards, but the position of the dragon's mouth was densely covered with spiral teeth. Swirly mouthparts.
Just when the weird mouthpiece was aimed at the top of Chen Haoran's head, and was about to swallow it in one bite, a series of fireballs the size of a human head suddenly flew past Chen Haoran's side and bombarded the tree trunk.
Boom boom boom...
A deafening explosion sounded.
The scorching shock wave pushed the violent flames to sweep across. Chen Haoran, who bore the brunt, was shaken and thrown backwards. His hair was scorched to a large extent, and large blisters appeared on his face. However, he woke up because of this. The pure zhenqi gushed out and turned into a shield covering the whole body. At the same time, the blisters on the face disappeared and healed quickly.
Chen Haoran didn't take the usual path, the first acupoint he condensed when he was promoted to the third rank was the "Life and Death Aperture" for vitality and recovery.
And this wave of serial explosions not only awakened Chen Haoran, but the warriors on the same side as Chen Haoran also woke up under the impact of the flames.
A martial artist saw a few broken human skins on the ground, his expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice:
"This is not some sacred tree of martial arts, this is a tree of devouring demons!"
More warriors, including Chen Haoran and his two junior sisters, looked at Shen Lang with lingering fear and gratitude.
Undoubtedly, it was Shen Lang who sent out the fireball to bombard the tree, rescued Chen Haoran in time and awakened everyone.
In fact, Shen Lang was also bewitched by that big tree at the beginning.
When he saw the lines on the tree trunk, he felt that what he felt was the Six Meridians Excalibur, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yin Scriptures, Nine Yang Magical Skills, Three Points Returning to Yuan Qi, Sword 23, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect , Qijue of Qiankun, Nine Strikes of Purple Thunder, Soaring Phoenix Wings, Whirlpool Liuzuidun, Turtle Style Qigong... and so on, which I am familiar with or like.
When he saw the fruit on the tree, he spontaneously produced a kind of... This fruit is the fruit of the great way, swallowing a fruit, my life is up to me, and I can directly cultivate the Four Swords of Zhuxian and become a saint instantly , a strong intuition that swept across the Three Realms.
At that time, he was ecstatic and almost danced.
then……
The seed of mental power between his brows jumped suddenly, and he realized something was wrong instantly:
It is true that this world has extraordinary power, but the human world can't even tolerate earth immortals and true gods, and at most only one rank is allowed to exist. How can it be possible to grow such a fruit of the avenue that can instantly become a saint?
With doubts in my heart, all kinds of illusory perceptions were suddenly full of flaws - how could the "Sacred Martial Arts Tree" in this world contain the imaginary skills of my world?
But the bewitching power of this tree is really powerful.
Even though Shen Lang noticed the flaws, he still spent a lot of effort. He visualized the Tathagata Dharma, cleared away the strange powers that had invaded his mind, and used the ten-step-one-kill mental method to gather the unparalleled killing intent and cut Kill all falsehoods, and only then will you truly wake up completely.
When he was awake, Mu Qingxue also relied on her martial arts will, which had already stepped out of her own way, to get rid of the illusion and bewitched, and regained her sober cognition.
Then the two saw the torn human skin and clothes on the ground at the same time, as well as Chen Haoran who was walking towards the big tree with a frenzied and obsessed face, and the weird tentacle on top of his head that seemed real and unreal.
Before Shen Lang could think about it, he raised his hand and sent a "fireball" straight to the tree.
Mu Qingxue flew towards the back of the big tree, trying to wake up the people on the back of the big tree—this tree is weird, the trunk can not only isolate sound, but also isolate perception, with Mu Qingxue's ability, he can't perceive the trunk What happened in the back.
Shen Lang's fireball might not be able to wake up the people behind the tree trunk. Mu Qingxue could even see from the insight of the Tianmu acupoint that the silver-gray tree trunk that had eaten nine fireballs alive was only slightly burnt black and damaged, and the damaged part Bloody juice is oozing out quickly, extinguishing the lingering flames and repairing the damage at the same time.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxue felt awe-inspiring.
Shen Lang's Lianzhu fireball is far more powerful than the same-level law cultivator.
Mu Qingxue thought to herself, if she didn't wear the golden armor, and didn't use astral energy to protect her body, but only used her physical body to harden her body, nine fireballs would be enough to blast her to pieces.
But the same part of the magic tree was hit by fireballs nine times in a row, but it was only slightly damaged...
Its bark defense is so strong that it seems to be higher than her physical body of a second-rank Gang Qi realm warrior!
Mu Qingxue didn't dare to be negligent, she flew to the back of the tree trunk, looked up, and sure enough, she saw that the people on this side were still looking up at the canopy with fascination, and they were not awakened by Shen Lang's fireball.
There are also a lot of human skins and clothes scattered on the ground, and several warriors are walking towards the big tree in a daze.
Without hesitation, Mu Qingxue reached into the air, raised her right hand high above the top, squeezed her five fingers vigorously, a golden light flashed in her palm, and a loud thunder burst out.
The loud noise shook the entire space slightly, and the warriors below were knocked down even more, and those who didn't fell staggered as if they were drunk.
The warriors who were walking towards the big tree also fell to the ground and woke up suddenly.
"Go, this tree is the Demon Eater Tree!"
Mu Qingxue shouted loudly.
at the same time.
The warriors who woke up first on Shen Lang's side retreated towards the stone gate under Shen Lang's deep order.
But before the martial artist closest to the stone gate retreated to the door, the stone gate closed with a bang.
At the same time, the ground in front of the door trembled and cracked violently, and a dragon like a silver ash tree root cracked the ground, and with a bang, it slapped the warrior closest to the stone door from head to toe into meatloaf.
Afterwards, numerous fissures opened on the root of the silver-gray tree, and from each fissure, a blood-vessel-shaped fleshy tentacles shot out, piercing into the crowd like lightning.
Puff puff!
Amid the dense stabbing sounds, several fighters were unable to dodge in time and were stabbed by those blood vessel-like tentacles.At least seven or eight blood vessel tentacles are inserted into the body, and dozens of blood vessel tentacles are densely inserted all over the body.
Following bursts of sucking sounds, those blood vessel-shaped tentacles swelled and swelled one after another, while those warriors quickly shriveled and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into dilapidated and decayed pieces in a blink of an eye. human skin!
It's not that other warriors don't want to save them.
It's just that they themselves are in trouble now.
Just as the stone gate was closed, the ground in front of the gate cracked, and tree roots burst out of the ground.
The ground in all directions of the big tree burst open one after another, and silver-gray roots burst out of the ground, dancing, lashing, and entwining like strange snakes and giant pythons, tearing each warrior into pieces, rolling them into several pieces, Or eject out blood vessel-like tentacles, sucking the warriors shot by the tentacles until only human skin remains.
At the same time, twenty or thirty huge roots jumped out of the ground on all sides of the big tree.
Although the crypt is large, under the attack of these twenty or thirty tree roots, which are more than ten feet short and twenty feet long, and can shoot out blood-vessel tentacles, the warriors suffered heavy casualties and had no time to care for themselves. , how can there be time to rescue others?
And Shen Lang, who blasted the big tree with a continuous fireball and woke up almost half of the people, was besieged by two tree roots, one long and one short.
Just dodged a tree root attack, then was swept by another tree root, blocked the tree root with a crystal wall, and there were dense blood-colored tentacles screaming and ejecting...
Some warriors dodged the vascular tentacles while drawing out their swords to fight back.
But the sixth-rank martial artist swung his sword with all his strength, and slashed at the blood-vessel-like tentacles that looked like flesh, and he couldn't even break through its skin. blood flow.
A full-strength strike by a fifth-rank martial artist can only barely cut through the skin of the blood vessel tentacles.
Only a fourth-rank martial artist can barely cut off the tentacles of blood vessels by attacking with true energy.
The three brothers and sisters of the Longyou Sword Sect performed well.
Luo Lingfei and Lin Yurong each hold a four-legged sword, and the sword in Chen Haoran's hand is a third-grade sharp weapon.
The three senior brothers and sisters formed a three-talented formation, using exquisite sword moves to continuously cut off the blood vessels and tentacles attacking them.
Occasionally, if he has spare energy, he can still use the sword energy from the air to barely help other warriors who are attacked by the vascular tentacles.
Chen Haoran originally wanted to help Shen Lang and repay his life-saving grace.
But the three senior brothers and sisters slashed through the air with sword energy, and they couldn't even cut through the skin of the silver gray tree roots.
I thought about chopping with a sword in the past, but I was also forced away by the huge tree roots, and I couldn't get close at all.
He could only watch Shen Lang struggling under the siege of two tree roots.
Flying knife master Lu Tianchen looked like a walking corpse, and his eyes were empty, as if he had nothing to love, but his fighting power was not bad.
He held a willow leaf flying knife no more than three inches long in each hand. This flying knife was made of spirit iron and could withstand his true energy.
From time to time, he condensed his true energy on the blade, causing the small flying knife to spit out a slender true energy blade, stabbing at his blood vessel tentacles like a swift sword.
Sometimes the throwing knives are thrown out, either directly, or in an arc, or bounce up and down in the air, drawing a series of mysterious trajectories, cutting off the tentacles aimed at other warriors.
Afterwards, with a slight hook of the finger, the zhenqi silk thread connected to the flying knife can retrieve the thrown flying knife again.
Perhaps it was because before entering the door, Shen Lang inexplicably asked him a question, which made him have a good impression of Shen Lang Moming, or because Shen Lang woke up everyone, which saved his life, and Lu Tianchen also looked at him from time to time. Shen Lang fired a throwing knife, slicing the blood vessel tentacles attacking Shen Lang.
Sometimes it even stabbed the huge tree root that attacked Shen Lang.
Although his throwing knife is too slender to cause too much damage to the tree roots, it can still disturb the tree roots a little and relieve Shen Lang's pressure.
But after coming down several times, or getting tired of Lu Tianchen's harassment, the magic tree actually sent out a huge taproot to attack Lu Tianchen.
Now Lu Tianchen was too busy to take care of himself, so he could only do his best, with the elegant and swift excellent lightness kung fu, he kept wandering and dodging, in response to the attack of the huge taproot, he could no longer support Shen Lang.
Mu Qingxue on the other side was besieged by three huge tree roots immediately.
When the tree roots struck, Mu Qingxue instantly put on the golden armor, spread the golden wings, and held the God of War hammer in her hand.
When a tree root whizzed towards her with the turbulent wind, Mu Qingxue, who had always been tough-headed, did not dodge or dodge. She swung the magic hammer, injected strength, and slammed the hammer on the tree root.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the root of the tree let out an ear-piercing hiss of pain, and a gap the size of a bucket exploded at the part where it collided with the divine hammer, splashing blood-colored minced meat all over the sky.
And Mu Qingxue was also knocked down by a terrifying counter-shock force, and embedded into the stone wall with a bang.
Before she could get away from the stone wall, another tree root pierced towards her like a spear. Mu Qingxue let out a clear whistle, and golden aura burst out from her body, and when the stone wall around her shattered, she was already Facing the tree roots, the magic hammer swung violently from bottom to top, releasing a dense sonic boom like rolling thunder.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, the tip of the tree root was completely smashed, and the bloody minced meat splashed in all directions. The hissing sound not only pierced the eardrums of people, but even pointed directly at the soul, which shocked the soul.
Mu Qingxue was fine, but almost half of the warriors below who were avoiding the attacks of other tree roots hugged their heads, fell to the ground with pained faces, rolled all over the ground, and were easily killed by the dancing roots. prey.
Mu Qingxue glanced quickly, and found that even the warriors who were directly smashed into pieces by the tree roots, their flesh and blood would seep into the soil, apparently absorbed by the magic tree.
And in just a short time of a dozen or so breaths, there were originally two or three hundred warriors here, but half of them have been lost, and nearly a hundred people have been killed and swallowed by the magic tree!
This is the case on her side, and Shen Lang's side is obviously not much better, and may even be worse than her.
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