Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 890 Everything Buried

The warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the woods, falling in patches. This place seems to be stained with a layer of golden light, and the spiritual energy floating in the air can even be clearly seen.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not a tree at all, but a root spreading from the World Tree.

It's just too big, with strong and developed roots, and layered surface, like the scales on an old dragon.

There is an incense burner under the tree canopy.

It is square, ten feet high, five feet long and five feet wide.

There was a pile of incense ash in the furnace.

It's not the kind of ash formed after burning.

Looking around, the incense ash is crystal clear and bright like clouds, and it seems that there is a sea of ​​light burning in the incense burner.

at this time,

The incense ashes in the incense burner flew up and down without wind, like falling snow all over the sky, but they floated without falling, and they fluttered all over the sky and the ground.

At the same time, the already bright incense ash became even brighter, fluorescent and shining.

Jiang Huai closed his eyes slightly and sat cross-legged in the center.

Incense ashes were flying around the man, faster and faster, as if a hurricane had arisen. At the same time, Jiang Huai's entire body was glowing, and every blood orifice in his body was shining, especially the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, which shone brightly like a surging sea, drowning everything.

If it weren't for the paradise formation in the village, which concealed it and blocked most of the divine power, otherwise, at this moment alone, the entire fairyland would be overturned by the brilliance of the sky.

Later on, the light radiating from the area between Jiang Huai's eyebrows was no longer just a glow, but a mighty chanting sound emanated from it. It was so majestic and solemn that the entire heaven and earth were shaken in an instant.

Then, a little man walked out from between his eyebrows.

He had long hair and a handsome and tough look, but his eyes were extremely dark, darker than the night sky, and as sticky as ink that could not be dissolved, making him look extremely weird.

It’s not Jiang Huai’s soul.

It was the primordial spirit stored in the center of Shensui's eyebrows.

The God of the Year calls it: [Mo]

When the other party came out, he was stunned at first. After seeing Jiang Huai sitting cross-legged behind him, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by gloomy hatred.

After glaring at Jiang Huai fiercely, he turned around and tried to escape.

But before he ran very far, a small part of the bright incense ash suddenly separated from the surrounding area and transformed into a large hand, emitting fluorescent spots, which grabbed Mo's soul.

As the incense ash flows, waves of rich fragrance emanate from the incense burner and permeate the entire space. The fragrance carries an indescribable charm that seems to cleanse people's hearts and make them forget the troubles and disputes in the world.

"Let me go, let me go!"

[Mo]'s soul struggled desperately, but it was of no avail. The more he struggled, the stronger the binding force of the incense ash lingering around him became, and the brighter the clear light emitted by the incense ash became.

"Rumble!"

Later on, the particles of incense ash underwent even greater changes. In the eyes of the little soul, each piece expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as big as stars, with surging halos, and with endless divine power and majesty, they crushed towards the little soul.

"what--!"

Mo's soul screamed, the sound was shrill,
At this moment, every grain of incense ash seems to contain a small world, so densely packed and so numerous that it is simply beyond imagination.

They are all rotating and interweaving in the air, and there are even many differences inside them. Some are shrouded in clouds and mist; some are vast and boundless with stars and colorful lights; what's even worse, some even show the shadows of ancient gods, solemn and mysterious, which makes people feel awe.

These huge incense ash stars moved slowly with an inexplicable rhythm, tightly surrounding Mo's soul.

Jiang Huai was sitting cross-legged there. In the eyes of the little soul, he was like a giant who created the world. His figure seemed even more solemn and sacred in the swirling incense ash. Dust was swirling around him, as if there were countless worlds.

His eyes were tightly closed, but the light between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter. It was the ultimate display of his spiritual power, as deep and vast as the ocean.

Mo's soul, which was tightly grasped by the giant hand of incense ash, felt the ancient and powerful power coming from the incense ash at this moment, and his expression was horrified and frightened.

By the end, [Mo] could no longer utter complete sentences. His throat felt as if it was clamped by a branding iron and he could only make “ho ho ho…” sounds.

But even so, the eerie meaning in the voice did not diminish in the slightest, but became even more terrifying. At the same time, thick black fog spread from the villain's body, making a crackling sound, trying to break through the restraints by force.

Because it had a feeling that if it continued, this force would crush it and erase all traces of it.

"Since I was able to capture you, do you think you can still escape?!"

Jiang Huai's eyes suddenly opened, like two of the hottest suns, burning the little soul and making it scream.

"Next, I will ask you questions and you will answer them. Don't think about lying to me. You should understand that lies will be exposed in front of me. If you tell the truth, I may give you another way out. You should also understand that at my level, once I say something, it is hard to take it back."

Jiang Huai stared at the little soul that was firmly grasped by the big hand of incense ash. The other party looked as miserable as possible at the moment, as if his whole body was skinned. It was not that Jiang Huai's eyes were burning, but the incense ash. The incense was so hot, and the flames and embers were no less than torture for the soul.

"Ho ho ho..."

After hearing Jiang Huai's words, the little soul looked straight ahead and made a sound from its mouth, like a fish suffocating from lack of oxygen.

"I forgot..." Jiang Huai muttered to himself, then waved towards the little soul figure, and his big hand suddenly spread out and turned into flying incense ashes in the sky again.

The little soul was breathing heavily, and looked at Jiang Huai with a look of malice and resentment.

This guy is definitely mentally ill.

His mouth was blocked so tightly that he couldn't even breathe, let alone speak. Yet he still said with a chuckle that he asked questions and he answered them?!

But I can only vent these complaints to myself.

In addition to feeling resentful, the little soul's heart was suddenly filled with fear.

It's so terrible!
I don't know where the other party got this method from, it's so weird that it can actually dissolve oneself.

Eternal time, how long is the time, life after life, from the beginning till now, have I ever felt such a throbbing feeling! ?
Jiang Huai glanced at him, his eyes carrying a hint of indifference and carelessness. "To be honest, I don't know whether I should call you [Mo] or [Shen Sui], or should I call you both?"

This sentence fell.

The little soul's eyes suddenly widened, as if the deepest secret in his heart was exposed in broad daylight.

"You, what are you talking about... I, I don't understand at all!"

The little soul shook his head like a rattle.

"To be honest, if you acted more naturally and didn't rush to reject me, I might still be undecided."

Jiang Huai said with a smile at this time.

"You, you are deceiving me!"

The face of the little soul suddenly became extremely ferocious, his eyes turned blood red, as if he was breathing fire.

Jiang Huai still had a faint smile on his face. He just looked at the little soul figure calmly without saying a word.

After a moment, it was as if the bag filled with air was suddenly pricked by a needle, and all the air inside was drained away. The anger and resentment on the face of the little man disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented deepness.

Regardless of whether the other party is deliberately deceiving me, doing this shows that I have realized something.

"I want to know how you found out. I hid it very well. I deceived everyone. I deceived cause and effect, fate, and concealed it... I even deceived my master..."

"You should know who my master is?" the little soul suddenly asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should know." Jiang Huai seemed to have expected it and didn't find it too abrupt. He nodded calmly and continued to look directly at the other party.

"It's good to know."

The little soul did not explain the identity of the "master" he mentioned.

I really think Jiang Huai should know who it is.

"The sky is infinite, the earth is infinite, the master may not be the first batch of creatures born in the infinite world, but he is the only one who has gone the farthest, surpassing the emperor realm and stepping into a realm that I cannot imagine and cannot reach. But since that day, I don't know why, the master actually "sick"..."

The little soul lowered its head and muttered to itself in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, as if it was talking to itself. However, Jiang Huai had very good hearing and could hear every word clearly.

He listened with great interest as the little soul continued to narrate.

"...The master has always been the only lonely and powerful being. He walks on the edge of the endless world, exploring the mysteries of all cause and effect and reincarnation in the world. He is already powerful enough, but he still wanders between knowledge and answers.

However, that day, everything changed.”

"The owner started to get 'sick'.

His illness was not a physical injury, but a spiritual loss and confusion.

He no longer traveled the heavens for as long as before. He became silent and often sat alone under the starry sky, gazing at the vast universe, motionless for an entire epoch, until the epoch was destroyed..."

"I thought that with the master's methods, he would definitely be able to recover. I never expected that as time went by, the master's condition seemed to be getting worse."

"The master... was originally so powerful and so kind. He used his own power to maintain the balance of the heavens and myriad worlds, allowing each world to operate according to the established trajectory and allowing every living being to live safely in their own world."

“But as the disease became more and more serious, the master suddenly became nameless and irritable, as if... his mind was corroded by some evil thing.

It began to destroy and damage, destroying the worlds he had created with his own hands over and over again, and reviving them over and over again.

Countless lives turned to ashes, and were reborn under his will.

The world was turned upside down, all living things were suffering, and the once peaceful universe turned into an endless purgatory. In the end, everything returned to entropy.

Then, everything started again, the world opened up again, the laws of the avenue and the order started to operate again..."

“How can I describe this feeling? It’s like… there seem to be two souls in the master’s body.

Each one belongs to the owner.

One is the kind and powerful master,

The other one... is a tyrannical, crazy monster, constantly transforming, wanting to become a truly... independent being."

Jiang Huai frowned slightly: "In the end, the master you mentioned burned himself in a raging fire, was placed in a stone coffin, and was buried on an unreachable plateau.

Who knew that one day, an impossible earthquake would occur there, causing your master's ashes to leak out, polluting the place and creating a strange clan."

"You know all this?" The little soul was a little surprised.

"My guess."

"..." The little soul was speechless.

The other party could come up with such a lame excuse? At least he could come up with a barely acceptable explanation that I could force myself to believe.

"No wonder you can tell my identity." After a moment, the little soul sighed.

My ability to tell your identity has nothing to do with this; it's purely the result of my detective skills.

Jiang Huai remained silent, thinking in his heart.

The little soul in front of me can be said to be [Mo] or [Shen Sui].

Because the two are actually one, but they are separated, but in fact they are both contained in that piece of Tai Sui meat.

As for the present, the incense ash is everywhere and has been blended together with Jiang Huai.

That is why the other party seemed so shocked when hearing his words, because such a secret itself could not be known, just like mortals could never imagine how vast, broad, and boundless the universe is.

The [Shen Sui] that fought against him was the creature that looked like Tai Sui meat, and was just a shell container.

It is not the real body of [Shen Sui] or [Mo].

Because of this, when leaving that space, Jiang Huai grabbed it away.

And now, the reason why he was willing to take the time to listen to the little soul's story was mainly because he couldn't figure out the specific relationship between the two and the red-haired monster.

Because from the information obtained from the investigation,

Whether it is the so-called [Mo] or [Shen Sui], in a sense, they are all part of the red-haired monster.

It represents part of the red-haired monster's soul, memory, emotion, strength, personality, etc.

Of course, to be more precise, it is the red-haired monster's third personality.

The difference between kindness and tyranny.

As a spectator,
But if they are one, why would the third personality be separated out and divided into two? Why can't it be a kind personality or a tyrannical personality?
Moreover, one-half of the third personality was marked, becoming the target of hunting and reincarnation.

The other half was dormant under the dam of the sea boundary, acting as hunters and also obtaining a physical body.

In layman's terms, it means catching yourself, hunting yourself, and then reincarnating through yourself...

On the sacrificial path, even a strand of hair can have its own thoughts, let alone a personality, which, when separated out, is no less than a new being.

If one wants to live, he certainly does not want to be hunted, and will try every possible means and use all means and methods to escape, because he exists independently.

The other one, taking the orders of the "master" as everything, will certainly do whatever it takes.

The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place.

Therefore, the half of the personality soul named "Mo" obscured all perceptions after using unknown means, and also hid in the physical body and became completely silent.

Therefore, the other soul personality that acted as a hunter was unaware of it from beginning to end.

But...what does it have to do with him?

(End of this chapter)