Chapter 1267 The blessing of the tree god, the decaying poison of the three corpses
"Besides, Wood God is not only naturally powerful, but he has also been practicing, asking questions about the sky, and taking risks with his own body," Laoshu explained.
“But you, the tree of life, have taken another path, not enlightening your wisdom, but practicing with a pure heart, so you don’t have to suffer disasters from heaven or earth.
However, this also has a limited future, and now it is already the limit."
“Why did the other ancient gods kill the Wood God?” Xu Zimo asked.
“I only know that the Wood God does not want to join their ranks. As for the specific details, I am not sure,” Lao Shu replied.
“So? What do you want to tell me?” Xu Zimo asked.
“You have acquired the inheritance of the Wood God, and you are very likely to become the enemy of other ancient gods, especially the Poison God Shebishi,” the old tree warned.
“So, do you still want to pass on the inheritance now?”
“Yao, now is no longer the era of the ancient gods. So what about the ancient gods? The torrent of the times will destroy everything.
“What can happen to those who have been abandoned by the new era,” Xu Zimo said calmly and confidently.
“Okay, I admire your confidence,” the old tree said with a smile.
I saw him stretching out his branches, and as the tree began to pull out of the earth little by little.
It felt like the whole Rihua City was starting to shake.
This old tree used his last life force to open up the sky, and behind him, a life passage actually appeared.
It’s like falling into a green ocean, a road surrounded by green elves floating around.
You can imagine how rich the breath of life is.
Death and life are inherently relative.
When this avenue of life appeared, the flowers of death in the whole city seemed to be affected.
Those flowers of death that have not yet bloomed have all opened, and their black and purple petals are like the familiar hell.
When countless death auras were emitted, a very huge flower condensed in the void.
This flower of death rushes straight towards the avenue of life.
“Go quickly, I won’t be able to hold you back for long,” the old tree shouted, standing directly in front of the Flower of Death.
The breath of death rotted the tree body, and the bark began to fall off, evolving towards an old posture.
Xu Zimo did not hesitate and stepped into the avenue of life.
As soon as he entered it, he could feel the strong breath of life rushing towards his face, as if it penetrated into it from countless pores in his body.
The five internal organs, six meridians and eight meridians are all washed by the breath of life.
Xu Zimo has not had this comfortable feeling for a long time.
However, he ignored his feelings and rushed towards the end of the road of life.
The speed was very fast, and the Flower of Death on the other end became more and more violent. More than half of the old tree had been corroded and turned into pitch black.
The green light curtain reflected the scene in the fairyland, and then Xu Zimo dived in.
The figure jumped into the air. When he looked up, Xu Zimo found that he had arrived in a light space.
There is crystal clear water under our feet.
The water reflects his own figure, as if there is still him standing under the water.
When I stepped on the water, I did not sink. On the contrary, the water flow was as hard as a stone.
In front of you, there is a big tree with half of it upright and the other half leaning to the ground.
In fact, the big tree is not as big as imagined, it can be a hundred meters high.
Xu Zimo stepped on the water, causing many ripples, and walked towards the big tree step by step.
He looked at the big tree, and for some reason, he always felt that he was not walking toward a tree, but an era.
A product of a bygone era stands in front of you, and the ancient breath stirs up the water.
Quiet,
Deadly quiet.
Suffocating silence.
Finally, after just a few steps, Xu Zimo seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he reached the tree.
He gently touched the tree and asked, "Are you dead?"
“Are you an old friend?” came the weak voice from the big tree.
That is not speaking with the mouth, but communication between hearts.
“I don’t know you, but many of my memories no longer exist,” Xu Zimo said.
“I feel a very familiar aura from you, we must have met before,” the big tree replied.
“Are you here to ask for my inheritance?”
“Are you the Wood God Jumang?” Although Xu Zimo was already sure in his heart, he still confirmed it again.
“I am the only remaining tree spirit of the Wood God, so naturally I am also a part of Jumang,” the big tree replied.
“I can pass on the inheritance to you, there is only one requirement.”
“Say,” Xu Zimo asked.
“No matter whether you are enemies with the other eight ancient gods in the future, do not kill them,” the tree spirit said.
“Give them a way to survive.”
“I can’t do it,” Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
“If they don’t block my way, we will have no grudges.
But if anyone gets in the way, they will become nothing but bones at my feet.”
"You are too murderous, and sooner or later you will be killed and lost," the tree spirit sighed.
“If you don’t kill anyone in your life, what will happen to you in the end?” Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.
The tree spirit was silent for a while, and then sighed: "As far as I can see, you are not going to take the road of life.
It is not a good idea to pass on my inheritance to you.
But since you’re already here, I don’t have a choice.”
As he finished speaking, the water beneath his feet began to boil.
Even the entire void shook, and the tree spirit sighed: "The flower of death is about to rush in, so hurry up."
The life breath of its tree body began to condense, and countless leaves floated down.
Finally, three green light groups floated out from it.
The first ball of light fell in front of Xu Zimo, and then poured into the center of his eyebrows.
That is a legal decision made by Mu Zhiwen.
The name is "The Blessing of the Tree God".
This inheritance method is very powerful. It condenses tree seals, and each seal can be regarded as a life.
The general meaning is that it can be resurrected several times.
The second green light group was destroyed, and it turned out to be a sapling.
“This is the tree that reaches the sky. If you cultivate it carefully, maybe a new tree god will appear,” Gou Mang said with a joking smile.
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This tree that reaches the sky has the potential to become a god, but the process is even more arduous.
If you are not careful, you will be destroyed.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly, and then looked at the third light group.
It has nothing to do with life, but a black poison.
“The poison that killed me was the poison of three corpses that rotted me.”
The tree spirit said: "Although this poison is very small, it can poison even the great sage and directly corrupt the soul of life and death.
Use with caution!”
“So you can kill people too,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“I have never used it, but the poison has made me extremely ill over the years, and I have just gathered some of it,” the tree spirit explained.
“Okay, I don’t have much time. I’ll help you block this flower of death. You can leave as soon as possible.”
When the tree spirit's words fell, the whole space shook as expected.
