Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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The sound of spn piercing through the sky, roaring!

Listening to the voice, it was not coming in the direction of Ye Bai and the others, but neither of them dared to be careless. Naturally, Liu Yun, a lonely ghost, did not need to hide, but Ye Bai quickly pointed out a move, pressing the storage bag in his hand to his back, and then restrained his breath, cut off his breathing, and even used the few mana in his body to pierce his skin, and squeeze out a piece of bright red blood from the wound. There is not much difference between mortals who have been devoured.

call out!

A stream of light flew across the sky in front of Ye Bai. Ye Bai closed his eyes tightly and looked at it with his spiritual sense. What flew past was a middle-aged man with a flying sword on his feet. Qiongtian Continent is roughly similar, except that there is no coat with wide sleeves, but a black tight-fitting shirt, which highlights the rather strong body of a middle-aged man, and his cultivation is about the late foundation establishment stage.

Seeing that it was a human being, Ye Bai breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was still on the basis of the human race, he would be able to find a lot in common, whether it was fighting methods or intrigue, there would be traces to be found. [

The middle-aged man seemed to be going through a long journey, covered with wind and dust, his face covered with wind and frost, flying at an extremely fast speed, and passed by in the blink of an eye.

Before he could get out of Ye Bai's consciousness, the man let out a light hey, and suddenly stopped Jian Guang, staring at a certain place under his feet.

Ye Bai followed his gaze, and suddenly cried out in his heart, he only cared about hiding his breath, but forgot about the old tree spirit Chilong Linggen.

After being nourished by the flesh and blood of monsters for several days, the old tree spirit grew stronger and stronger, with green leaves in shade, and the whole tree exuded a clear luster after the rain, which was extremely conspicuous.

The weirdest thing is that it devoured so much flesh and blood, not only did it not emit a stench, but it had a faint fragrance. Every time Ye Bai took a few sips, he felt refreshed.

The middle-aged man lowered his sword light.Did not land directly.He didn't get close to the Chilong's spiritual root, but stopped in mid-air. Although his eyes were full of unstoppable joy and greed, he still opened up his spiritual sense and searched the vicinity first.Logically speaking, there are monsters guarding such heaven, material and earth treasures, not to mention the roots of Chilong Linggen.Just a pile of bones.

This person's caution is unreasonable!

Until he didn't notice the breath of other monks or monsters nearby, the person's face relaxed, and slowly lowered the sword light, and cast his eyes on the thick bones on the ground, but then his face changed. With a sound of "Zheng", he took out a gleaming silver sword and held it in his hand, his eyes kept rolling, looking around.

Ye Bai immediately realized where the problem was. Although the nearby white bones were different in thickness, each bone was full of flesh and blood, and it was almost perfect after being gnawed away, except for his own body.Still bloody.It looks like it's half eaten.Whoever it was, would probably think that the monster guarding the spirit tree was nearby.It hasn't gone far.

But this can't be blamed on Ye Bai, the middle-aged man came too hastily, he didn't have time to clean up the scene.

The middle-aged monk glanced around for a while, his eyes were electrified, his face was gloomy, his mouth suddenly opened and closed a few times, and he spoke a language that Ye Bai had never heard before. Judging from his expression, it should be a few probing words.

The mountain wind howled softly, but no sound responded to him.

On the contrary, the middle-aged monk's face became more solemn. He searched every corner of the vicinity again, but still found nothing, and his face eased a little.

Ye Bai looked on coldly. Although this person was cautious, he forgot the principle of darkness under the lamp, and directly ignored Ye Bai's corpse, which was mostly bones, half bloody and had no trace of life.

The middle-aged monk seemed to be still a little worried. He stretched out his hand and took out a paper crane-like thing from his bosom. He opened his mouth and blew, and sprayed a stream of white water at the paper crane. As soon as it flew, it turned into a spirit beast like a white crane. It was seven feet tall, with real hair, and its mouth was screaming again and again. It stood beside the middle-aged monk, looked around, and made a warning sign.

After finishing all this, the middle-aged monk nodded in satisfaction, walked into the middle of the white bones, and carefully looked at the chilong root. This old tree now has nothing special except for its aura. The middle-aged monk looked at it with a frown Straight wrinkled, obviously did not know.

However, he could also see that this was a growing spiritual root, and no one could say for sure what kind of heaven and earth spiritual fruit it would bear in the future.

The middle-aged monk thought for a long time, took out a jade box, picked more than a dozen leaves from the chilong root, put them in the box, and stamped a few magic formulas. It seems that he plans to ask someone to ask about it later.

The old tree spirit Chilong Linggen was also cunning. Knowing that he was currently in a weak stage, he didn't resist at all, allowing him to pick his own leaves. [

The middle-aged monk took the leaves, but he still felt that it was inappropriate. He walked around the Chilong Spiritual Root a few times, and found a few small objects buried outside the Chilong Spiritual Root. With five fingers light, eight auras were shot into the ground. After the aura sank into the ground, the aura emitted from the chilong's spiritual root changed suddenly, like ordinary trees, obscure and inconspicuous, even the strong aura before it was unknown. was glossed over.

interesting!

Ye Bai sighed in his heart as he watched from the side, admiring the meticulous thought of this middle-aged monk, a simple formation can cover up the aura of the chilong's spiritual root, so that no one but himself will be People know that there is a spiritual root here.

After finishing this move, the middle-aged monk really felt relieved, a smug smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, put away the white crane, released the flying sword, and prepared to leave.

But how could Ye Bai allow him to leave? Needless to say, the Chilong Spiritual Root is precious, if it attracts other brilliant monks to see through Ye Bai's secret of life and death, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai's mind moved, and he poured a bit of mana into the storage bag under his body, and the storage bag immediately burst out with a layer of very subtle aura.

The middle-aged monk immediately noticed something, but he didn't expect that there was a treasure missing. He strode up to Ye Bai's side, bent down, and took out the storage bag from under him.

The middle-aged monk was overjoyed and didn't stand up. He quickly stretched out his spiritual sense to check, but after a while, his smile was as stiff as death, and the storage bag couldn't be detected at all, which meant that the owner of the storage bag was not dead yet.

At the moment when he lost his mind in astonishment, Ye Bai suddenly opened his eyes, the cold light in his eyes flashed, he opened his mouth and spat out, and the Shangxie Sword flew out with lightning, piercing the heart of the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk was frightened out of his wits by Ye Bai's indifferent eyes that suddenly widened. In addition, the distance was so close and he had no defenses. He never dodged and was directly pierced through the heart.

After the physical death of the middle-aged monk, the green ball of the primordial spirit broke through the heavenly spirit, trying to escape.

Ye Bai shouted violently: "Senior, keep him, I will be of great use, don't kill him!"

In the storage ring, upon hearing the words, Liu Yun came out like the wind, and with a twist, the soul of the middle-aged monk was drawn into the storage ring.

"Boy, you owe the old man another favor. When you come out this time, the old man will have to weaken a lot!"

Liu Yu was almost out of breath, but after the old man returned to the ring, he became an uncle instead. The middle-aged monk knew that there was no way to escape, so he uttered words similar to begging for mercy. Of course, Liu Yu didn't understand a single word. Also lazy to care about him.

"Ye boy, what are you going to do?"

Ye Bai poured out a stream of magic power into his storage bag, a lamp-like magic weapon emitting a dense white light, floated out faintly, and flew towards the finger wearing the storage ring, Ye Bai said flatly: "Of course it is to perform soul search We are not familiar with the place here, and we don't even understand the language, so we have to wrong this fellow Taoist!"

Liu Yu was stunned, and then, like an old demon, he said with a strange smile: "I like the search for souls the most. This is the unruly demeanor of our monks, Fatian, who come and go!"