Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 115 Chat Bubbles, Nimbus Crane Head, and Container Teleportation

No no no!You can't take your own life to try!
Any experiment should only be done under the condition of ensuring one's own safety.

Although Yang An was very curious about the consumption of the golden finger and what changed.

But he is not a paranoid, and he does not want to risk himself, unless he has the opportunity to try again in absolute safety.

Putting away the idea of ​​continuing to try, and putting everything into the meat burial talisman, Yang An turned to look at the tree in his mind.

A tree that took root in his body and completely connected all the roots with his body.

Of course, this is just a description.

Just like the pain I experienced just now, it is really like a tree is constantly taking root in my body.

In fact, Yang An can only see a gleam of light in his mind, and when his consciousness touches this gleam, he can see the real tree in his consciousness.

It was a withered, yellow and rotten tree with nothing on it, not even a leaf, only bare and wilting branches.

It looks like it has reached the end of its life, and it may disintegrate and become decayed at any time.

But when he was looking at the tree, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a fruit on the tree.

A red fruit!

If it is not confirmed that this fruit grows on a tree, Yang Eucalyptus will definitely think that it is a human heart, because it is so similar.

He remembered very clearly that when he saw this tree, there was nothing on it, and naturally there was no fruit, so this fruit grew out of nowhere.

He remembered Fangzhu said before that when the seeds planted in his body matured, he would know what to do.

Could it be related to the fruit on this tree?

After hesitating for a while, Yang An decided to try to touch this fruit slowly with his consciousness.

But when his consciousness approached and touched the fruit lightly, no message box popped up, but the fruit suddenly disintegrated into countless light spots.

At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in his consciousness.

"A new member has arrived, Fangzhu has finally found a new comrade again!"

The voice sounded like it was coming from a distant space. Although it was heard very clearly, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Just after the sound sounded, at the same time, a new fruit grew on the tree again.

Just different from the first fruit, the appearance of this second fruit looks like a baby.

Yang An's first impression was like the legendary ginseng fruit in Journey to the West.

He curiously touched the newly-appeared fruit, and the fruit also turned into light spots and dissipated, and another voice came.

"Welcome fellow daoist, if you have any questions, you can condense your consciousness on the tree, and we will receive messages from you."

Two consecutive fruits turned into light spots and dissipated in front of Yang Eucalyptus, and different voices appeared.

This strong sense of déjà vu... chat bubbles? !

Unexpectedly, this tree is still a high-tech!

Yang An was shocked.

However, he did have a lot of questions that he wanted to get answered. After hearing the news from the second fruit, he thought about it and decided to try it out.

He touched the trunk of this tree with his consciousness, and a mass of twisted flesh-like substance suddenly grew on the bare trunk.

Thinking of the different shapes of the two fruits he just touched, Yang An also immediately realized that this should be a communication marker that he can decide, and it may be a symbol of identity.

This also means that the fruits that can appear on this tree are all hidden from the members of the so-called rebel society.

Nor would he be foolish enough to reveal his identity in front of a group of strangers.

After thinking about it, an image suddenly flashed in Yang An's mind, and he immediately decided that it was it!

Soon, under the control of Yang An, the mass of flesh and blood on the trunk quickly turned into a crane head.

Naturally, Yang An would not be so stupid as to expose the image of the crane head on the old guy's shoulder. The crane head condensed by him on this tree is completely different from the real old monster with the crane head.

Long mouth and sharp beak, white hair and red crown, and a halo on the head.

perfect!

Yang An is very satisfied with this status symbol, in this way, it is impossible for anyone to think of him, which is the best.

There was a movement in his heart, and he immediately asked his own questions along with the formation of the fruit.

"May I ask you, can this thing allow us to communicate with each other even if we are thousands of miles away?"

The fruit in the shape of a bald crane's head accompanied Eucalyptus Yang to insert his own questions, and the fruit hung on the branch and quickly solidified.

Yang An asked knowingly. If he didn't have special abilities, he would never know any information about this tree, so he couldn't expose any problems from the beginning.

Soon, when a bloodstain appeared on the crane head fruit, on the other side of the branch, a baby fruit appeared again.

"Extremely! This tree is called the tree of meat, and it was established by the owner of the shop. It is the core of our rebellion society. Not to mention thousands of miles, even if it is hundreds of thousands of miles away, we can communicate with each other." Sending information, and even other abilities."

After Yang Eucalyptus touched the baby fruit and received the message, the bloodstains on the crane head fruit had turned into two.

A bloodstain means that someone received the message he sent?Yang An suddenly understood.

But just when he wanted to continue to condense new fruits and send messages, a new fruit suddenly appeared on the trunk.

It was a severed arm covered with red lines, and even the wound on the broken part of the fruit could be clearly seen, as if it was real.

Yang An suddenly stopped his movements and curiously touched the newly-appeared fruit. As the severed hand fruit dissipated, a new voice came immediately.

"Help! I have encountered a big monster in the late stage of the Fu Stone Realm. If any fellow Taoists come to help, there will be rewards!"

And as Yang An checked the information contained in this fruit, he soon saw a new fruit appeared on the trunk, which was a black egg.

"I can go to help Fellow Daoist Severed Hand, please ask Fellow Daoist to start the container transmission, just as my new container has regrown."

"Okay, thank you fellow daoist Heidan! Fellow daoist, wait for me for ten breaths!"

Then a new fruit appeared on the branch again, and the severed hand recovered.

Yang An looked at this scene curiously, and was a little surprised to hear the communication between the two.

Can it also be used for long-distance teleportation through this tree?
If it is true, then the ability of this succulent tree is really a bit too powerful.

Soon, the ten breaths passed, and at this moment, a new change appeared in the Nutmeg tree.

A crack began to appear on the rotten trunk, like flesh and blood wriggling, slowly opening a hole.

The opening got bigger and bigger until it was big enough for one person to get in and out.

At this time, in the tree trunk, there was a dead body without any breath of life.

The corpse has no facial features, and there are countless blood vessels extending from all over the body to connect with the inside of the main trunk of the succulent tree.

When Yang An's consciousness touched slightly, he immediately had a feeling that he could enter the corpse and occupy it, but the time he could occupy it would not be too long. I am afraid that the corpse would collapse because it could not bear it for too long.

He thought for a while, and based on the information from the two fruits just now, he immediately had a guess.

This is probably the container that the black egg fruit said!

If his predictions are correct, the so-called meatball teleportation may not be that powerful. It should be achieved by using this body without any breath of life to achieve the effect of long-distance teleportation, but after this body disintegrates, consciousness will also return.

It is not so much a teleportation as a short-term arrival.

What descended was not the real body, but the consciousness that occupied this inanimate body.

But even so, the ability of the Nutmeg Tree to support short-term and long-distance is equally powerful.

Of course, Yang An would not be so stupid as to try to verify the conjecture now, and he would not risk himself before he knew enough information.

The fruits of the broken hand and the black egg did not appear again, and there was no new news about the previous heart fruit and baby fruit. Yang Eucalyptus stayed for a while and simply exited the succulent tree and returned to the quiet room of reality.

There will be plenty of time to understand in the future, but now it's time for him to pack up and return to Minghemen.

It has been a few days since Jibu and Wenyin left Floating Cloud City first, presumably both of them will be rushing to Corpse Spit Valley soon, and the news that Floating Cloud City matter has been dealt with will be reported to the second senior brother.

The business has been dealt with, and we must rush back to the sect as soon as possible, otherwise the old guy will be punished.

If only Yang An came out alone, it would be easier to say, he alone has the final say on when to complete the task, and he can delay enough time before going back.

But this time, the three of them came out together, and the two of them had already left first, so he couldn't delay for too long.

After saying hello to Tai Shiyao, the leader of the Jinwu Gang, Yang An flew straight towards the corpse valley with his bow on his back.

After entering the Viscera Stone Realm, he can walk in the air for a long time. Compared with the slow journey with Ji Bu, it is not too fast to go back.

A few hours later, at noon, Yang An rushed back to Corpse Spit Valley.

But to his surprise, the coffin that had been parked outside Taniguchi, containing the sixth senior brother, had disappeared.

Yang An just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention. He directly entered the blood mist and walked towards the door.

"It stinks, it stinks, it stinks! Little Bi, did you take your old lady into the cesspit? What kind of place is this?"

"..."

Walking through the blood mist, Chizui Gong was already quite quiet, but at this moment he suddenly started cursing.

Yang An ignored her and quickly returned to his residence, but before he could take a break, a familiar cough sounded outside the residence as if by coincidence.

Second Senior Brother Fuming is here!
"Is the younger brother in the residence?"

(End of this chapter)