ps: There is still a writer's words.

A face condensed from the branches of the mulberry tree, like an old man in his sixties, constantly asking for help from Sucheng.

"What are your problems? I need you to help you?"

Su Cheng looked at the old mulberry tree and asked.

The mulberry tree is extremely hiding. Su Cheng kept testing here, and the mulberry tree could be silent. He was deeply rooted, and even Yang Jian could not pull it out.

What help is there in such a hidden mulberry tree?

"This matter must be yours."

Mangshu spoke and said, "If I hadn't seen you holding Gonggong's Skull in your hand, I wouldn't have spoken to leave you."

Su Cheng looked at the Gonggong Skull in his hand. Unexpectedly, the mulberry tree had reacted as soon as he got this thing. The Nine Infant Prince kept swaying from side to side with the Gonggong Skull, but Sangmu did not see it.

"Please say it."

Su Cheng looked at the mulberry tree and said, "If I can help, then I will naturally be willing to take action."

The branches and leaves of the mulberry wood swayed and said, "It is also because of the mutual restraint of the nature of things. There is a strong person in this world who must have something to restrain him. Just like our Fusang wood, we were completely connected to the sky, and wind, lightning, storm, and all kinds of natural disasters have not destroyed us, but Houyi of the witch clan can destroy us."

Sang Mu told Su Cheng some ancient things.

"It was only then that we realized that the power of the witch clan was our nemesis."

Sang Mu said: "But after that, we collapsed and dispersed. I have never met people from the witch clan again, nor have I ever met another Sang Mu that was once one..."

Sang Mu sighed a little when he talked about these things.

Su Cheng quietly looked at Sang Mu and listened to him telling his previous stories.

"I have worms in my body."

After talking for a long time, Sang Mu told Su Cheng what he begged for, saying, "It's just that my wood is too hard and ordinary means cannot be broken. The bug is in my body, constantly eating my flesh and sucking my blood, so that I become weaker and weaker, and I feel that my life is not long."

Su Cheng looked at the mulberry tree and looked at its dense branches and leaves. Judging from the appearance alone, Su Cheng could not tell that this mulberry tree was about to die.

And before this, when Su Cheng tried the spiritual roots of Sangmu, he never felt any insects in Sangmu's body.

However, this mulberry wood can hide everything well and can hide it from his own spiritual consciousness, so it is nothing to hide from his own illness.

"You want me to take out the bugs for you?"

Su Cheng looked at Sangmu and understood what Sangmu meant.

"That's right."

Sang Mu said, "You hold the Gonggong Skull in your hand. As long as you knock it on me, you can make a hole. As long as you break open my torso and kill the insects inside, I will be grateful to you."

Su Cheng stretched out his hand and kept tapping on the mulberry wood. His eyes kept looking up and down the mulberry wood, and asked, "The insects in your body should have a history."

Sangmu was once a congenital spiritual root Fusang wood. It broke and transformed into tens of millions. However, its essence is still extraordinary, and the insects that can be born in Fusang wood made Su Cheng first alert.

"good."

Sang Mu said, "This is what Taiyi hit me in my body back then. Their Golden Crow clan has always been on our Fusang Mu. The two attributes are consistent, so I cannot reject him. The things he hit have been around for a long time and have spirituality, and then it constantly erodes me..."

"But you hold the hammer made by Gonggong's head in your hand, so you don't have to worry about it at all... You should know that among the twelve ancestor witches, Taiyi and Di Jun are the ones that are most concerned about are Gonggong."

Are they worried about communist work?

That probably means the attributes are incompatible.

After all, the two were the sun, and Gonggong was the God of Water at that time.

Su Cheng stood in place and looked at the branches and leaves of the mulberry wood. At this time, he listened quietly to the sound of the wind, the direction of the wind, and the sound of the wind.

At this moment, the wind was like a wave of horses, whistling endlessly.

On the heart hexagram in the Daozang, this is a sign of struggle.

With the sound of wind and the direction of the wind coming, Su Cheng also wrote a fortune for himself.

On the ninth day of the year, no delusion.

Wuwang means there is no evil spirit, which means that this matter is entirely dominated by one's will.

Holding Gonggong's skull in his hand, Su Cheng looked at Sang Mu and asked, "If I save you, what can you repay me?"

"I have something that Dong Huang Taiyi put in my stomach."

Sang Mu said, "You cut open my stomach and eliminate the insects inside. Then the things inside will naturally be available for you to use. I am just a tree, unlike you who come and go freely. I am useless when the things Donghuang Taiyi put in my stomach."

Donghuang Taiyi...

This demon emperor in ancient times was the first person under a truly well-deserved saint. He unified all races and passed down to Qiongwen. Even though he had fallen for a long time, incense sacrifices remained in the world. The Chu State where Sucheng is located still regards Donghuang Taiyi as the supreme god.

Is there something hidden in this that Donghuang Taiyi put in in ancient times?

Su Cheng held Gonggong's skull and smashed it on Sangmu.

There was only a muffled sound, the sound inside the mulberry tree was faintly hollow, and several cracks appeared on the outer skin.

Through this little gap, Su Cheng heard the flapping sound inside, tightened the diamond carving on his hand, and then smashed it hard with another hammer.

"Crazy..."

The outer skin of the mulberry tree collapsed immediately, and at this time, a golden light appeared inside the mulberry tree, overflowing around.

The light emitted at this time is brighter, thicker, deeper and vaster than the deepest part of the sun.

Su Cheng pressed forward with Gonggong's skull, and the golden light was slightly dimmed, which allowed Su Cheng to see the internal situation clearly.

What was jumping in the mulberry tree was a golden pill. The whole pill was only the size of a soybean, but the buzzing sound inside was buzzing, as if the excavator was working.

However, at this time, the golden elixir seemed to sense the Gonggong Skull, and the golden elixir was jumping up and down, buzzing endlessly.

The Skull of Gonggong seemed to sense the breath from the golden elixir. Straws of water vapor appeared on the hammer. The long-silent will seemed to react at this time.

"Is this the pest in your body?"

Su Cheng looked at the golden pill and said, "This thing seems to be a descendant of Donghuang Taiyi."

Su Cheng was not a person who was ignorant of goods. At this time, he immediately noticed the origin of the pill. If it weren't for Gonggong's Skull that suppressed it, the current light would have been illuminated to the thirty-third level of heaven.

"Of course this is a pest!"

Mulberry said affirmatively: "If it lasts forever in my body, I will die because of it."
Chapter completed!