Evolve from a Tree

After the old man waited for Ye Zhi to leave the conference room, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and a virtual light screen popped up in midair.

In the virtual light screen, there is a shadow shrouded in mist.

"What do you think of her?"

"I can see it, she deserves to be entrusted with a heavy responsibility." A hollow and emotionless electronic voice came from the virtual light screen.

"It is worthy of a heavy responsibility. This evaluation is really rare. I will consider it carefully, please." The old man gave a standard military salute to the shadow in the mist on the light screen.

"It doesn't have to be like this. This is my duty and my destiny." The shadow in the mist returned a military salute, and then the picture on the virtual light screen stopped abruptly, turning into blurred snowflakes.

The old man stood alone in the meeting room, looking at the blurred snowflakes with sadness in his eyes.

fate...

After a while, the old man sighed softly, buried the weakness in his heart, took out the encrypted communicator and pressed a number: "The monitoring of Ye Zhi and Ye Luo can be released, and their authority will be increased by one level from the original."

"Find a suitable time to invite them to join the Kunlun Project."

I don't know where this shadow wrapped in the mist is so sacred, it can attract so much attention from the old man.

With the old man's words, Ye Zhi and Ye Luo began to get in touch with the real secrets of the Dao Palace.

 …

Crash.

The turbulent waves hit the shore, and the wind and clouds were surging.

The aura was so strong that it seemed like a surging river was being swallowed up by Su Mu continuously, and the aura above the Qingxi Mountains was completely sucked out.

You must know that the Qingxi Mountains are 800 kilometers long and wide, which is wider than some famous rivers and mountains. The content of aura is so rich, but it was all swallowed up by Su Mu.

Just like fish cannot be separated from water, these spiritual species cannot be separated from spiritual energy. The spiritual species living in Qingxi Mountains can't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

The concentration of spiritual energy outside the Qingxi Mountains was also affected, and even the spiritual beings living in Nanxi City, which is far away from the Qingxi Mountains, have noticed the abnormality of the spiritual energy.

One can imagine the huge fluctuations caused by Su Mu's breakthrough.

Su Mu's body stood proudly, rising steadily, and the sea of ​​fog in the sky was torn into a huge hole, turning the clouds to see the sun.

The golden sunlight sprinkled down the hole, coating Su Mu's white jade-like branches with a layer of golden brilliance, like a barren ancient sacred tree that came into reality from ancient mythology, the spirit species in the valley couldn't help kneeling on the ground respectfully, Ru admired and worshiped this sacred jade tree reaching the sky.

Su Mu's branches move without wind, the ancient light blue thunder pattern and the golden brilliance complement each other, the golden and jade-like leaves collide lightly, tinkling, just like a peerless musician playing the strings with bare hands, noisy and lively, like the heavenly music , The lingering sound lingers, I don’t know the taste of meat in March.

All the spirit species and spirit beings in the valley were fascinated by the sound, and they couldn't extricate themselves from the fairy music.

Their spiritual world seems to have a small stream flowing through it, washing away the dust in their hearts, making it spotless and as clear and bright as a mirror.

The soul is baptized and the spirit is sublimated.

When Su Mu's branches and leaves stopped swaying and everything was silent, the eyes of those ordinary animals and beasts became a little more agile.

The roots of Su Mu's deep roots in the ground rushed down again, outward, and in all directions. The hard rock was torn apart and shattered into powder like paper.

50 kilometers, 60 kilometers, 70 kilometers...

In the blink of an eye, Su Mu's tree roots had spread hundreds of kilometers away, and the small half of the Qingxi Mountains were in his bag.