Chapter 102: A Dream of Withered Trees(1/2)
The light in front of the attic suddenly trembled and turned into pieces of inspiration.
At this time, the two women's eyes showed an expression of ecstasy.
“Cruff!”
He stepped forward and pushed open the door and walked into it.
Dongfang Mo's eyelids were thrusting wildly. If it were Yue Laosan, he would definitely go forward and fight for it without saying a word, and whoever got it would be.
But facing these two little girls, he really couldn't hold back his face. He could only look envious and watched the two women go in and out of the attic, scrambling the main hall, guest room and side rooms.
Moreover, these two little girls' methods were extremely unruly, like wind storing the clouds, putting all the things they could take into the storage bag.
Needless to say, the four treasures of the study, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even things like Tan Xun were taken away.
The two women worked hard for two hours before they jumped out, chose a loft again, closed their eyes and began to break through the restriction.
Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes rolled, and the corner of his mouth tilted slightly the next moment.
He strode towards the two swept-out lofts to see if there was anything missing.
He first walked into Feng Luoye's attic.
As soon as I walked into it, I smelled a fresh tea scent.
Dongfang Mo looked around and saw four wooden cushions in the middle. There should be a tea case on it, but the tea case had obviously been taken away by Feng Luoye.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Dongfang Mo could even imagine that there might be some tea sets or even spiritual tea on the tea table. But now that Feng Luoye has all taken away, his eyes were filled with regret.
So he bowed slightly, picked up the four wooden cushions, put them in his hand and weighed them, then put them in the storage bag with a sigh.
He turned to the side room.
As soon as Fang came in, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, and there was an extremely rich wood aura among the fragrance of flowers.
I took a deep breath and became intoxicated.
Looking at the little mud and sand under the window next to it and some round marks, Dongfang Mo boldly guessed that there should be some bonsai here.
The flowers and plants left tens of thousands of years ago are probably already peerless elixirs, but they didn't expect that they were all taken away by Feng Niangpi.
"Why!"
Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo sighed and came to the window, took off the wooden stick supporting the window, looked carefully, and put it in the storage bag. Then he felt that it was inappropriate and took off the window.
After scanning around and finding nothing could move, he walked into another living room with his hands back.
Within half a quarter of an hour, he walked out of the attic and headed again to the attic that Nangong Yurou had just broken open.
And when he just stepped into the threshold, his eyelids twitched wildly.
"Nangong Xiaoniang, you are cruel enough!"
I saw it in a mess, and even the copper lamp holder on the wall was locked down by her.
Dongfang Mo went around the attic for a long time, and finally found half of the candle that had not yet burned out in the corner, so he carefully put it into the storage bag.
Walking around, taking off all the things that can be removed, prying them open, and searching them again until there is nothing that can be taken away, then walk out.
Looking at the two people who were still breaking the ban in the distance, Dongfang Mo sighed and shook his head.
So he came to the big tree again and waved his hand and merged into it one by one.
Three more days passed, and this time, the two ladies opened the two lofts in just one hour.
After entering, the wind was still sweeping away the remaining clouds, and it was plundering.
Dongfang Mo stood in the distance and saw paintings and some short swords on the wall. He was taken into his pocket by two girls. It was like feeling that the flesh on his body was cut off by the two of them piece by piece. He felt extremely heartbroken.
Until the two of them came out again, he walked in with a sigh and conducted a second round of plundering.
Ten days have passed, and Dongfang Mo has been depressed and has been in a very depressed mood during these days.
The only good news is that during these ten days, he obviously felt a trace of extremely weak vitality coming from the big tree in front of him, although the vitality was almost negligible.
However, when he felt that the tree seemed to be awakened by it, and the tree's heart actually emitted a faint wood spiritual power, he felt a hint of hope in his heart.
January time passed.
Dongfang Mo's eyes grew stronger because he continued to integrate his vitality into the big tree.
In the heart of this tree, relying on self-protection to absorb nutrients from the ground, the wood spiritual power has almost grown by half, and there is a strong green color in it.
As for the two sissy girls like gluttons, he was already numb. No matter if they opened three, five or ten attics, he was unhappy. But every time when the second girl came out, he would go in and see if he could gain something.
During this period, he took the time to wander around and found that the place was not big, only a few dozen miles in a radius.
After climbing over the several mountains in front, I found that the distance was pitch black and there were cracks in space.
It seems that this place has begun to collapse long ago.
Another ten days passed.
On this day, just as Dongfang Mo tirelessly merged two vitality into the big tree, the tree suddenly trembled. The trembling was initially subtle, but it began to shake slightly in the next moment, as if it was waking up from a deep sleep.
At the same time, a strong vitality inside began to surge out like a spring.
In Dongfang Mo's horrified expression, although the big tree still withered, tender green wood buds grew from one side.
"Hard work pays off!"
The joy of the Oriental Ink is beyond words.
He suddenly closed his eyes and used the inspiration technique. The next moment he felt the seemingly withered tree in front of him, and there was actually a rich wood spiritual power in it. In his mind, the gray scene before had turned into a hint of emerald green color.
Dongfang Mo swallowed at this time, looking at the two women who were still concentrating on breaking the prohibitions in the distance, and with a thought, the Wood Escape Art unfolded again.
This time, he saw his body disappearing without a trace as soon as he was in a flower.
"Success!"
The next moment, Dongfang Mo was in the trunk of a tree, and his face was ecstatic.
Especially when I felt a green scene in front of me, rich wood spiritual power filled the surroundings, as if I was bathing in a spiritual spring, my whole body was indescribable to feel comfortable.
Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but almost moaned.
He hurriedly walked through the trunks, sweeping every part in his eyes, refusing to let go of a trace of detail.
But when he wandered around for several times and didn't notice anything, he couldn't help but look hesitant in his eyes.
"It should be this tree."
In the fourth picture before, he clearly saw a white light shooting into the big tree and being absorbed by the big tree. But at this time, there was nothing unusual around except for the rich wood spiritual power.
Dongfang Mo still didn't give up on the doubts in his eyes and searched for them again, but after two hours, he still didn't find anything, so he stopped in extreme disappointment.
At this time, he was frowning and extremely upset.
"Didn't there be any gains in this trip?"
Feeling the warm surroundings, my depressed mood calmed down unknowingly. I simply stopped thinking about it, and even slowly closed my eyes, stretched my body and mind, and bathed in the rich wood spiritual power.
He was originally a pure wood spiritual root, and at this time a trace of emerald green color penetrated into his body without any repulsion.
Dongfang Mo was drowsy and subconsciously used the magic trick to guide the sucked spiritual power in his body.
I just felt an unprecedented comfort.
In the dark, he felt like he had a dream, dreaming that he was in a green forest with extremely rich spiritual energy around him.
Just as he was looking around and intoxicated, he suddenly saw a white light shot through the sky in the distance of the forest, constantly circling around him.
While seeing the white light, Dongfang Mo felt that the white light should be a good thing, so he tried his best to catch up.
During this period, he used various techniques, wood thorn technique, vine-turning armor, wood escape technique, dead wood spring, and dead slaughter technique...
He used all his magic and tried to capture the white light, but the speed of the white light was too fast. No matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult to grasp it in his hand.
So he began to practice, and after he improved his cultivation, his speed might be increased faster.
I don’t know how long it took, but he finally broke through to the eighth level of cultivation, so he grabbed the white light again.
But he was still a little slower after catching up.
He practiced again, and after a long time, this time he finally broke through to the ninth level of cultivation.
Moreover, because he used various magic countless times, perhaps because practice made perfect, now when he was casting magic, he made a surprise discovery.
The Wood Thorn Technique can condense at will, but it is no longer the form of a Wood Thorn, and it can transform into various forms.
There are thousands of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and they can control their rotation and detours, chasing the white light in circles.
As soon as his mind moved, vigorous vines would emerge from the forest from time to time. The vines would wander, extending dozens or hundreds of feet, wrapping up towards the white light.
And his body often moves like teleportation, and will block the white light.
The other magic has increased so much power.
Until a long time later, Dongfang Mo finally blocked the white light in a corner.
Looking at the white light, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
So he reached out and grabbed the white light.
To be continued...