Record of Chaos

　　 Three days later. Gouzhu wakes up from a dream. He woke up from the sun on his face. This cave has everything for life, except that it has no roof and four walls. It is an open-air flat land on the summit of Ruiyang Peak in Qingshan Fudi without traces of artificial excavation.

　　 Looking around, you can see the entire lush green hills and blessed land, the beautiful scenery of the mountains and clear waters, and the Hengyun Ridge towering like a white wall in the distance.

　　 But all the beautiful scenery is shrouded in a curtain like countless tiny spars. Those tiny spars refract the sunlight and are beautiful. This is actually a prohibition. Looking in from the outside, there is nothing inside, only a mountain covered with weeds.

　　 The scene seen from the inside out can change as desired. It can be closed or unobstructed. Not only that, this prohibition is also about controlling the temperature. Even if it is warm and cold outside in early spring, sleeping in this cave is full of heat.

　　 This cave was personally chosen by Lian Ling after he arrived in Shanren Town. Only she and Goujiu live. Everyone else has their own Dongfu practice. Usually Lian Ling wakes up very early, but this time, probably because she was really tired from traveling for thousands of miles, she was actually still asleep before she woke up, so she leaned over who was in the arms of the devil.

　　 With her left hand clinging to the hooked neck, her ice-muscular and jade-bone snow shoulders lightly leaned against his chin, and the waterfall-like blue silk was scattered on the soft, boneless lotus arm.

　　 "Our Wuyuan really has a man named Muju? No matter how I think about it, I can't find a trace of impression."

　　 Goujiu murmured. This was a huge distress in his heart after seeing Lian Ling. After Lian Ling came to Shanren Town to meet with him, he had already told him about the wood. But he didn't think of anything.

　　 Once such a thing as memory is chopped off by the magic of divine consciousness, it is impossible to recall it again. Even if someone you believe in tells it to yourself, he completely believes it to be true, and the feeling is completely different.

　　 Of course he believed that Lian Ling said that there was also a junior in their Wuyuan named Mu Mu, who was the orphan of the former Demon Emperor Mu Ye, and they also came to the demon world for this reason. But he just stopped believing it. That kind of natural brotherhood can only be imagined now.

　　 "You don't have to think about it over and over again." Lian Ling looked at his Taoist companion with concern. Fortunately, his condition is actually pretty good. After the memory of some monks was cut, their hearts were repeatedly entangled, which might even lead to confusion.

"The memory is in the hidden consciousness, and the hidden consciousness is the soul. The memory swallowed is the soul injury. If you feel that you have lost something, the soul injury will be more serious. If you leave it alone, you will gradually be fine. ."

　　 "Hmm." Gou Zhu nodded. If this matter is not taken to heart, his spirit will be much better. But also because the memory that was chopped off was wood, he could still bear it. If Lian Ling was beheaded, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

"You don't have to worry about wood. Withered Wood Rong is an extremely versatile person, but he is loyal to the tree emperor and will not do anything against the tree. All he wants is to separate the future tree emperor from others. Just open."

　　 "Since Withered Wood Rong will loyally support the wood to be his tree emperor, and we can't get a handle, let's go back to the Jade Palace." Gouji muttered.

　　 He has not experienced any good things since he arrived in the demon world. Whether it was encountering monsters in Liangjiecheng, or being hunted by Tianchi black riders on Lingbo Island of the Crane clan, or being trapped in a quarantine formation, or Zhuyangxia and Kapok City, all were nine deaths.

He is not the kind of lofty ambition of King Yun, as long as he has a place to live, warm in winter and cool in summer, without worrying about food and clothing, and a beautiful wife who taught him how to live long, and occasionally touched other people’s pockets. I'm satisfied.

　　 He was already very satisfied in the Jade Palace before. Now that he even has a wife, he has no shortcomings anymore, and he doesn't want to fight and kill outside, and is eager to go back to live a peaceful life.

"I have already calculated a trigram." Lian Ling replied indifferently, "Although it is impossible for us to find Withered Wood Rong, the cause and decisiveness of the tree emperor is still unbroken. After a while, there will be news. We just need to practice peace of mind here. It will be fine for a while. As soon as the matter is over, we will return to the Jade Palace."

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　　 Three days ago, Withered Wood Rong finally made the Tree Emperor's Blood Seeking Disk. When he came out of the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion, there was no one in Kapok City. The surrounding blood curtain was unattended, and it was also in a precarious state.

　　 He naturally did not find kapok. All the people and demons who fell in this battle, no matter which side they belonged to, were dug a pit, piled up together, cremated into ashes with fire escape, and buried them in the open space in front of the teleportation formation. Gouzhu also set up a stone tablet for them, and wrote: "The tomb of all the repairs of the beasts in the city of Kapok."

　　 Withered Wood Rong came to the tomb and bowed respectfully. Since this is the tomb of the Taoist cultivators, Kapok must be among them. Although no goodbye, he did not regret it. Sacrificing Kapok's life, in exchange for him to find the son of the tree emperor, and restore the old glory of the tree clan is absolutely cost-effective.

　　 It's just that at this moment he took the blood-seeking tray and observed it carefully, but the pointer in the compass had no traction and was in a completely random state.

　　 There are only two possibilities. One is that the son of the tree king is dead, and the body is not in good condition. Only if the entire body has been burned to ashes, will there be no response like this. Another possibility is that the person is not within a hundred miles.

　　 The blood search pan is similar to the sound transmission sensor, and both have an effective range. The open area is as far as eight or ninety miles, but only a hundred miles away. If the terrain is complex and there are many objects obscured, the effective distance is even shorter.

　　 He directly eliminated the first point. Because of the curse of life and soul, since the tree emperor is dead, then the tree emperor's son cannot die at all. The bloodline of the tree king continues, which is part of the curse. He didn't know whether the curse of life and soul could be lifted, but it would never be broken because of a mere beast wave.

　　 Could it be that the information given to him by Lian Ling was wrong, in fact, the son of the tree king did not come to Kapok City? He can also rule out this. Because when he was refining the tree emperor's blood seeking disc, several times when it was about to be unfinished, he clearly saw the pointer swayed by the breath of blood.

　　Since the son of the tree king was here and is no longer here, and he is not dead, there is only one possibility left. He looked at the towering teleportation tower after the tombs were repaired in front of him, as if watching the time turn back to see where those who were still alive teleported through this teleportation tower.

　　 This teleportation altar seems to be intact, but in fact, each layer is covered with dense cracks, as if as long as one of the rubble is taken away, it will collapse. This is certainly not some kind of human role. It was the last person who was teleporting disrupted the spirit machine at the moment of teleportation, causing the teleportation power of the teleportation array to destroy the altar.

　　 "Want to hide your transmission route? There is really no silver here." A sneer appeared on the face of Rong Junmei withered. He couldn't think of the purpose of those escaping blood refiners or demon cultivators trying to hide their whereabouts. Since some people are so cautious, there are natural reasons. But by doing so, he exposed his intentions.

Just a thought, his figure turned into a trace of shadow, and he went straight into the teleportation hall under the teleportation altar, and came to a position~www.ltnovel.com~ There was a fading traction stone in this place. Like a pear, it is mounted on a wall full of array patterns.

　　 The stone wall was also full of cracks, and these ubiquitous cracks also spread to the traction stone. Withered Murong's hand stretched out suddenly, and the lightning grabbed the towing stone in his hand. At the same time as a hand, it broke into several pieces.

　　 At the same time, a creaking crack came from where the traction stone was originally located. Then the rubble continued to fall, and the whole collapsed! But just before the collapse, Withered Wood Rong's figure floated, already turned into a trace of afterimages. He has the physical body of Jindan double flower strength, and the speed is unparalleled.

　　 He held these pieces of rubble in his hand, wrapped it with the power of divine consciousness, and picked up the golden core cultivator's ability to calculate the secret, and quickly saw the location of the last few transmissions.

　　 Especially the direction of the last transmission is different. All other transmissions are to the direction of the middle demon world. And this last time, it was sent to the west of Mian'e Mountain.

　　 "To the west of Mian'e Mountain..." Withered Murong's mind appeared a wild wilderness full of forests, and there was almost nothing there. Except... "Did you go to Shanren Town?" He suddenly woke up.

Since the disciples of 　　 Jade Palace are the sons of the tree king, they will definitely look for opportunities to help the tree king ascend the throne. Sooner or later, the tree king must climb the evil mountain of Linmian to become the co-master of the demon world, so these disciples of the Jade Jade Palace will definitely not be sent to the middle demon world. Shanren Town is an excellent unobtrusive spot, where it lurks for a period of time, as long as the time comes, they can easily go to Mian'e Mountain, more than 500 miles away, to do things.

　　 At about noon the next day, he had already arrived near the town of Shanren, and tied the untrained wood all over his body, flew in the air against the wind, and galloped towards Mian'eshan.