"Great Elder, please be polite. Congratulations to the Great Elder on entering a new level in advance." Lin Feng laughed and said, as he spoke, the black hole swallowing power on his body became even more terrifying, and the terrifying swallowing power swallowed the corpse poison around him.

"Boom!"

The vast chaotic green air flow was injected into the bodies of Buddha and Qiu Shen Mi.

"Amitabha, Xiao Feng, my injury has recovered. I can only recuperate for a while. Let the fellow god-destroying Taoist break through first." The Buddha stood up with a smile. His expression was rosy, and a great force shook out, directly shaking the chaotic green airflow.

"Okay, Buddha!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly when he heard this, and did not force the Buddha to force him to swallow the corpse poison here. Countless corpse poisons flowed into the entrance of the Chaos Green Lotus, and then entered Lin Feng's black hole.

The black hole sucked and spit out a vast chaotic green airflow. These chaotic green airflows flowed directly into Qiu Shen Mi's body. The sacred tree transformed by Qiu Shen Mi's death was healed, and the branches and leaves that were originally broken and fell on the ground flew into the void.

These branches and leaves are bonded to the originally broken places. This sacred tree emits a more brilliant divine light, which shines on the voids in all directions. The injuries of this sacred tree are completely healed and swaying, but Lin Feng's expression is even more solemn at this moment.

"Huhh!"

A vortex suddenly appeared on this sacred tree, and the chaotic green airflows were injected into the vortex one after another.

The vortex was crazily swallowing these chaotic green airflows. A more vast breath of life burst out from this sacred tree, with dense branches and leaves, and began to grow wildly, and new branches grew. What was even more strange was that mysterious textures began to appear on some trunks.

These textures are very Taoist patterns.

These Taoist patterns start to be blurred.

But as the power was swallowed up, these Taoist patterns became clearer and clearer.

"It has transformed." The Buddha looked at this scene and said excitedly: "My destruction of fellow Taoists will survive the disaster and be reborn."

"Among the heavens, the cultivation of plants and trees is the most difficult. In one era, there are probably only one or two gods who can become gods, or even one." Lin Feng sighed: "The nine divine trees in ancient and modern times are probably evolved from plants and trees."

"Yes, the most difficult grass and trees are, and other great tribes can give birth to several gods in one era, and countless quasi-gods are." The Buddha sighed: "There are only a few quasi-gods that have been cultivated by grass and trees. I'm afraid that these heavens will not exceed the number of ten fingers."

"This time the great elder's transformation is successful, and he will go further away from the gods. The future path will depend on himself." Lin Feng sighed at the sacred tree. When he came to this point, he was already a commander and overlord-level big shot on the road to the gods.

Later on, we will accumulate practice and temper our minds in Taoism to overcome the divine tribulation.

Once the divine tribulation is overcome, another truly divine tree appears in the heavens.

For some reason, Lin Feng remembered Shen Youlan, which can be regarded as a sacred tree.

"Haha, it depends on luck. Under the cover of your luck, the people around you will become easier to practice, and fellow Taoists who destroy God can safely overcome the gods." The Buddha laughed and said, "The old monk is also involved in your luck."

"Master Buddha, you would be too polite to say this." Lin Feng sighed: "Without the fighting and struggle of you ancestors, there would be no living space for us descendants. In the past, you fought bloody battles in the Beimo. All this was for the human race to continue. What you insist on is this glimmer of hope, and I was born in this glimmer of hope."

"We didn't expect that the human race in this life would be so powerful that it was not only the human race that survived the crisis, but now it is intimidating the heavens and the world without fearing the challenges of any force. This is something we would never dream of." The Buddha sighed.

"Buddha, I have something unknown. Did our human race really grow up in the lower realm?" Lin Feng suddenly looked at the Buddha and asked. He always believed that this matter was the creature raised by the great tribes of the God and the Underworld on the lower realm.

Grab the apes and live on the earth, slowly evolve into the human race, and the human race has given birth to spiritual wisdom, and then practice.

But deep in the grave mountain, he found a skeleton, which was a Hongmeng divine body, and a Hongmeng divine body of the god level. The owner of this corpse was a human race, which proves that the human race has actually been born for many years.

The years of existence are very old.

"Lin Feng, why did you suddenly ask this?" The Buddha said with a puzzled look.

"I found a god deep in the Lunge Mountain. This is a human Hongmeng divine body, and it has existed for a long time." Lin Feng looked at the Buddha and sighed: "This proves that our human race is actually not the creatures raised and evolved from the two realms of God and the Underworld."

"What? There is such a thing? You won't read it wrong, right?" The Buddha changed his color and said when he heard this.

"You can't read it wrong." Lin Feng looked at the Buddha and sighed: "And as my cultivation improves, I have a conclusion that the stronger the divine body, the heavier the shackles on my body. This advantage can be maintained when it reaches the realm of the divine spirit, but such huge shackles will gradually appear in the future."

"Lin Feng, I can't understand." The Buddha smiled bitterly when he heard this, "My cultivation is still shallow."

"What I mean is that the weaker the bloodline of a creature, the lighter the shackles on its body." Lin Feng explained patiently: "The human race is the weakest creature with the weakest bloodline in the heavens and all worlds. The human race has the lightest shackles on its body. This is the most complete body. This body is the mortal body, as the so-called simplest way."

"The great way is simple, ordinary body." The Buddha was silent after hearing this.

"My conclusion may sound ridiculous, that is, the human race is the most noble creature among the heavens, and it has been around for a long time." Lin Feng smiled at the Buddha and explained.

"Maybe it is."

The Buddha looked at Lin Feng and said, "In fact, many large clans disappeared in the long river of history and later appeared again. Because they were too long, they were regarded as newly born races by other large clans."

"Maybe." Lin Feng nodded.

"Crack, Crack..."

Just as the two were talking, the sound of cracking and shattering suddenly came from the sacred tree transformed by the Demon God of Autumn.

Lin Feng and Buddha changed their colors and looked at this sacred tree. The leaves on this sacred tree were scattered in the void, emitting a brilliant divine light. The bark was falling off. As the bark fell off, new bark appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

The Taoist patterns are full of clarity and are extremely clear.

This sacred tree conveys terrifying fluctuations of divine power.
Chapter completed!