Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 109 Blood Banyan Demonic Tree, Demonic Cave on the Mountain
Pushing open the finely carved sandalwood palace door,
What comes to my face is the fragrant wind.

The palace is resplendent with gold and jade, and the square pool in the middle is full of fine wines. Under the red lacquer beams, there are square tables filled with delicacies, melons and fruits.

Light gauze curtains that can be seen everywhere simply divide these square tables. Through the thin gauze curtains, you can see the figures drinking and having fun.

There seemed to be a stove burning in the hall, and it was extremely warm, without the coldness and dampness outside. Coupled with the overwhelming vocal music, people only felt warm and drowsy all over.

As soon as the six people came in, they were led away one by one by beauties wearing palace skirts and veils, and sat down in separate places.

Tian Ming'an was led by a beauty into a gauze tent in a daze. The lacquer plates in front of him were filled with all kinds of rare spiritual food and spiritual fruits.

After sitting down, the beauty went to the middle wine pool to scoop up some wine and poured it into the lacquer plate.

The beauty shyly threw herself into Tian Ming'an's arms and wanted to feed him wine.

Delicious food and wine, beauties in the arms, and singing and dancing.

Everything was so beautiful, and a satisfied smile appeared on Tian Ming'an's face unconsciously.

At this time, Lu Tianpeng, Yan Wushuang, Sun Deshui, Jia Xiangquan and Gu Mingxi were also sitting alone.

Next to the male cultivator is a beautiful woman who is leaning into his arms, whispering softly, and her eyes are full of admiration, as if she is looking at the hero she admires.

The female cultivator was lying on the lap of a handsome man, listening to the man's loving words, just like childhood sweethearts.

The same is true for Lan Xinyao, Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu at this time.

Lan Xinyao seemed to see the noble son of aristocratic family whom she admired the most as a child, pouring her heart out to him.

Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu seemed to have met a pair of naturally beautiful Bingdilians, and they were laughing and playing with them.

In this temple, everyone meets what they want most.

Beautiful people, good wine, delicious food.
Being in this magnificent palace, where power, cultivation, and longevity are all present, one can't help but be intoxicated.

Tian Ming'an looked at the beauty in his arms and felt something strange, but he couldn't put it into words.

Gradually, the vocal music became more and more charming, and a beautiful woman wearing a feathered gauze came gracefully, dancing her graceful body on the wine pool.

The cloud sleeves are fluttering, and the jade arms are stretched across the body. The gauze on the beauty's body barely covers her chest and lower abdomen, revealing her soft and delicate waist.

A pair of slender jade legs moved, the feet were not wearing shoes, and the white and tender toes were dotted with bright red, which was very pleasant.

As the beauty continued to dance, the gold rings on her arms and ankles jingled and made a pleasant sound.

And under the beauty's veil, the beautiful face is looming, and the eyes are as charming as silk, seducing the soul.

Everyone was drinking wine, hugging the beauty, and looked intoxicated.

All of this is so beautiful. As long as you stay here, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, have overwhelming power, and you can do whatever you want with everything.

Countless wines and delicacies, countless beauties, everything the best in the world is here.

As long as I stay here, everything is mine.

Tian Ming'an had such an idea in his heart.

Stay, stay and you can have it all.

Tian Ming'an's eyes were blurred, and something seemed to flash across his head, making him hesitate.

You can get everything by staying?
Seeing his sworn brothers and sisters enjoying themselves around him, Tian Mingan had more and more doubts in his mind.

Didn’t the eldest brother and the second sister become Taoist couples?
How could they be so dissolute?
Doesn’t the fourth brother admire the fifth sister?
Why are they now in the same situation, only caring about their own enjoyment?

There are more and more questions, and the stagnant skills are running again. Tian Ming'an can't help but raise a final question: Am I really a destined person?

No, if you were a destined person, how could you be deceived by Jie Xiu when you debuted?

If you are a destined person, how can you run into obstacles and have no chance at all?

If he was a destined person, how could he not even be able to find his own luggage and resources after losing them for three years?
What kind of person am I?
I am just an ordinary monk struggling in the mire and climbing to seek the truth!

For a moment, Tian Mingan suddenly woke up, his eyes no longer confused.

At this time, Tian Ming'an looked at this splendid and luxurious palace. There was no gauze curtain, no pool of wine and a forest of meat. Instead, there were only broken walls, pools of blood and bones everywhere.

Looking down, he saw that what he held in his arms was not a charming beauty, but a withered skeleton.

Terrified, Tian Ming'an stood up suddenly and threw the dead bones in his arms.

"Everyone wake up, we're on the right track!"

Tian Mingan used all his strength to shout, but the people around him were completely unaware of it.

In desperation, Tian Ming'an condensed a ball of water vapor and hit these people who were immersed in the illusion in the head.

The cold water poured down on his head, and Lu Tianpeng suddenly woke up.

Thinking about what he had just done, Lu Tianpeng felt his face turn red.

Yan Wushuang also woke up, struggled to get up from the withered arms, and ran to Lu Tianpeng's side.

Jia Xiangquan and Gu Mingxi also quickly pushed away at this time, and then the two stood together.

Sun Deshui recalled the scene of him and Dry Bones kissing each other, and couldn't help but retched.

Looking around, all the monks in the ruined hall looked either embarrassed or shocked and angry.

"Who pulled this trick?!"

"Where did the monsters come from to tease me!"

Everyone was angry.

At this time, the dilapidated hall was full of dust and broken gauze tents, and the wine pool in the middle was full of blood, with some broken limbs and arms faintly floating out.

Bones were scattered all over the ground, and the whole hall seemed strange and dangerous.

"Something's wrong here!" "Everyone, be careful not to fall for the devil's tricks!"

A foundation-building monk shouted loudly and looked around cautiously.

Everyone calmed down after hearing this.

"Why bother? The slave family just wants to get close to you."

"On a good day, with beautiful scenery, good food and good wine, don't you really want to get drunk and lie on the lap of a beautiful woman?"

The voice was soft, gentle, and pitiful, as if a beautiful woman was crying sadly, which made people feel guilty.

"Don't listen to her!"

"The devil's tricks are trying to deceive me!"

There was a loud shout, followed by a red sword light.

The sword light roared away with a scorching wave of fire, slashing directly towards the back of the hall.

There was an explosion, smoke and dust filled the air, and bricks scattered in all directions.

The scene behind the main hall appeared in front of everyone.

There is no delicate and beautiful woman, only a big tree with lush branches.

The bark of the old tree was embedded with human faces one after another, the branches were like countless people's arms, and the leaves were just pieces of flesh and blood and ragged clothes.

This is shockingly a magic tree!
"What is this?!"

Seeing this twisted magic tree, everyone felt a chill.

"You guys are really looking for death. I want you to die in your sweet dreams, but you refuse."

The Demonic Tree's voice was no longer gentle and sweet, but instead harsh and sharp, as if dead branches and old bark were constantly rubbing against each other, dry and dull.

"Run!"

A qi-training monk was so confused that he wanted to run out.

As soon as he ran out, there was a miserable wailing sound.

Everyone turned around and saw that the qi-training monk had been caught by two strange trees. The dead branches pierced his body, constantly sucking out flesh and blood.

At this time, on the main peak of the Black Mountain, a strange tree kept showing its teeth and claws, and ghosts were looming in the woods. The beautiful scenery just now was nowhere to be seen.

"This tree is the core. Unless we destroy it, we can't escape!"

"If you don't fight, you will die. There is no way to go down the mountain now!"

Several foundation-building monks quickly analyzed the current situation and took the lead in launching an offensive.

The Qi Practitioners looked at the situation around them and recognized the current crisis. They gritted their teeth and began to use their spells.

For a time, various fireballs, water arrows, golden knives and flying swords kept hitting the magic tree.

The branches of the demonic tree kept shaking, and large areas of flesh and blood fell to the ground, turning into a poisonous blood mist.

Someone accidentally came into contact with the blood mist, and his flesh and blood were immediately corroded, causing him to scream in pain.

Upon seeing this, Lan Xinyao immediately activated the magic formula, causing a gust of wind to roar, forcing the blood mist back.

"Fairy Lan, what a trick!"

Gao Yingwen said and looked at his brother.

Gao Yangwu naturally knew what he meant.

The two brothers, who were connected with each other, cast their spells at the same time, and saw a large swath of flames turning into flying knives and whizzing out, hitting the magic tree and causing an explosion.

At the same time, two more foundation builders took action. One of them used a spell to condense a dozen sharp golden spears and hit the magic tree. One of them pressed his hands on the ground, and thorns protruded from the ground.

Under various spells, the demonic tree was obviously difficult to resist.

Tian Ming'an and other qi-training monks were also constantly performing spells. It seemed that the magic tree was crumbling and would be destroyed in the next moment.

However, as the Demonic Tree screamed and the harsh sound waves hit, the Qi Practitioners who were casting spells suddenly had splitting headaches, making it difficult for them to use their methods.

Although the foundation-building monks can withstand the scream, the demon tree obviously has more than this method.

I saw cracks in the ground where the demon tree was, and thick and tough roots broke out of the ground, hitting several foundation-building monks.

This root system is extremely tough and difficult to invade by water or fire. The two brothers Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu still couldn't stop it even though they used fire spells together.

The root system came with burning flames, but at the critical moment, Lan Xinyao controlled the flying sword to cut it off, saving Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu.

The Qi Practitioners who had barely recovered took action one after another, using various spells continuously. The colorful spells submerged the demonic tree, but it was difficult to damage the root of the demonic tree.

On the main peak of Black Mountain, the monks stood together with the magic tree.

Three thousand feet high in the sky, several Taoists were sitting quietly in the clouds, watching the low-level monks besieging the magic tree like ants.

A Taoist priest wearing a feathered coat and a high crown said with a smile: "This blood banyan tree is originally a demon plant, and because of the sinking of the island, it has been invaded and entangled by thousands of resentful spirits. It has been possessed by the demon for a long time. Its bark is far stronger than gold and iron, and it is difficult to damage the Zi Mansion. If it hadn't been for the recovery at this time, its strength would be comparable to the Golden Pill."

Jiang Sheng's expression was neither sad nor happy, and he was indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, Pindao will take action when the time comes."

　Second update. I have recently adjusted my work schedule. Let’s see if I can write an extra chapter of 3,000 words after midnight.

　　If possible, I will add another chapter of 3,000 words tomorrow morning.

　　As long as there are no monthly tickets and rewards, my brother can make up for the outstanding updates.

　　
　
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