Zhao Yuan suddenly bounced up as if being pricked by a needle. He held the black-hearted sacred tree in one hand and the ink-colored small sword in the other. He looked around with a pair of vigilant eyes. In his "quiet" state, he also searched for several kilometers. In addition to finding a few rabbits, pheasants, etc.
There is no larger animal, not even a wild boar.
"The monk is in your hands." The voice sounded again.
"In my hand...the black-hearted sacred tree?"
"No, no, it's the sword in your hand."
"You are...you are...by the way, you are Monk Tianxin. I remember your voice. Why are you following me?" Zhao Yuan felt a trace of spiritual energy pulsating in the ink-colored sword and said sternly.
"Donor Zhao, the monk was forced by the Caixia Fairy's Soul-Breaking Divine Sword, and the monk has nothing to offer. For a while, he couldn't find a good place to go, so he could only live in your dagger."
"Why didn't you show up a few days ago?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"The monk is not a loose immortal. You can't come out just because you want to. Besides, you and Fairy Caixia are inseparable. If the monk had come out at that time, he would have been chopped to pieces by Fairy Caixia's sword. He would still be able to survive until now. The ants are still greedy for life.
, let alone me, a monk.”
"Then why did you come out today?"
"It's not you who killed me."
"Did I do it?" Zhao Yuan looked stunned.
"You kill some weird things every day. Although you can replenish some spiritual energy for the monk, the dagger is soaked in dirty blood all day long. The monk really couldn't bear it, so he had to come out to protest."
"Ahem... I just killed some monsters."
"Monsters... Oh my god... No wonder, no wonder... Spiritual energy is a good tonic, but the smell is just that, the monk really can't stand it... Hey, by the way, why did those monsters mess with you, the murderous star?"
"They used the Black Heart Sacred Wood to sneak attack Fairy Caixia."
"Isn't Fairy Caixia injured?" Monk Tianxin asked.
"Yes, but it's already fine."
"It's not going to be good. The Black Heart Divine Tree is an ancient sacred tree that specifically controls the aura of cultivators. The appearance of cultivators injured by it will gradually age."
"Is there any way to recover?" The lonely look on Fairy Caixia's face suddenly appeared in Zhao Yuan's mind.
"have."
"Tell me quickly." Zhao Yuan was immediately overjoyed.
"The monk won't tell you."
"you……"
"This is the monk's only capital now. If I tell you, wouldn't it be bad for the monk if you don't care about him?" said the old monk Tianxin.
"If you don't tell me, okay, I will ask myself. I don't believe it. In the world, you are the only one who knows this secret..."
"What are you doing? Why are you digging holes?"
"Bury you." Zhao Yuan kept digging holes in the ground with his small black sword.
"This is a high-quality flying sword. Are you willing to bury it?" The monk smiled calmly.
"Haha, monk, I have the Black Heart Sacred Wood in my hand, this small black sword. It doesn't matter if you want it or not. Since you don't tell me, I will give it to you and let you be buried in this wilderness for the rest of your life. Of course, if you are lucky,
, when you meet a woodcutter, maybe this sword will turn into a sword for cutting firewood." Zhao Yuan said with a grin.
"You can't do this to me..." Monk Tianxin was really panicking now.
"Why can't I do this to you? Back then, you wanted Fairy Caixia to kill me, and you said that I had done a lot of killing. Do you think I have amnesia?" Zhao Yuan sneered.
"Okay, okay, the monk will tell you."
"explain!"
"Just find the red heart sacred tree."
"So simple?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Easy? Boy, the red heart sacred wood is rarer and rarer than the black heart sacred wood. In the Great Qin Empire, as long as you put some effort into it, you can still find some black heart sacred trees, but don't count on the red heart sacred wood."
"What should we do?"
"Prehistoric."
"It's the Great Desolation again?"
Zhao Yuan's head has grown. He seems to remember that Wan Ling'er's mother also needs to find an animal called Lushu in the ancient times to give birth to a child, and the black-heart sacred tree in his hand is also produced in the ancient wilderness area. Now, the red-heart sacred tree that has restored its appearance is also
The ancient and wilderness area. Fairy Caixia once said that she wanted to go to the ancient and wilderness area to overcome the tribulation. It seemed that everything would be inextricably related to the ancient and wilderness area.
"Of course, only in the prehistoric area can there be such magical things. Maybe there will be in the Black Forest... Hey, hey... why are you still digging holes?"
"Bury you."
"The monk told you about the red heart sacred tree."
"But, I didn't say I won't bury you if you tell me." Zhao Yuan worked hard to dig a hole. He didn't want to run away with the soul of a monk who was hostile to him all day long, which would leave him without any privacy.
"Boy, did the monk tell you how to use the red heart tree?"
"..." Zhao Yuan's hand stopped.
"Boy, take the monk with you. As long as you find the red heart sacred tree, the monk will help you."
"I can ask someone else." Zhao Yuan thought for a while, then dug a hole again, put the small black sword into the hole, and began to cover it with soil.
"Hey, brother, that is the secret recipe of Buddhism. Although the world is not unique to me, the monk, you must spend some effort. It is much better to keep the monk than to search for the secret recipe all over the world. Just let the monk go.
Soul." Seeing that Zhao Yuan was determined to bury him, Monk Tianxin became anxious and begged for mercy again and again.
"Fairy Caixia said you belong to an eminent monk." Zhao Yuan listened to the voice of begging and said sarcastically.
"Brother, even if the monk is afraid of you, the eminent monk is also a human being, and the eminent monk is also afraid of death, okay?"
"Well, I'll let you go for now. Be more honest and come out when I'm asked. If you're not allowed to come out, you'll just stay in the ink-colored sword. Otherwise!" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly and took out the ink-colored sword.
Take it out of the pit.
"Don't worry, little benefactor, the monk will never ruin your important event. Now the monk and the benefactor are grasshoppers on the same rope. If you are good and I am good, everyone will be well. Besides, the monk still needs the benefactor to have some spiritual energy to survive.
."
"I don't have aura."
"It doesn't matter if you don't, just kill a few more people with spiritual energy." Monk Tianxin said hurriedly.
"...Are you the respected monk Tianxin?" Zhao Yuan suddenly had a suspicion.
"Well...ahem...the monk wasn't afraid of death before, but after his body was broken by Fairy Caixia, he suddenly became afraid of death. In short, it's better to die than to live. The little benefactor needs to put a lot of thought into it." Tian Xin.
The monk coughed several times, obviously very embarrassed.
"Are you going to exist like this for a long time?"
"No, the monk must continue to practice, and he will eventually become a loose immortal. At that time, he will be able to appear in human form. However, this process may require the cooperation of the little benefactor... otherwise... otherwise... the monk will eventually lose his soul one day..."
"How to cooperate?"
"Just kill more cultivators with spiritual energy. The moment they die, the spiritual energy dissipates, and the monk can take the opportunity to absorb it. However, we don't want those monsters, because the monk can't stand the smell."
"Well, call me brother!" Zhao Yuan felt a sense of mischief.
"Ahem..."
"From now on, I'll hang out with my eldest brother and enjoy the hot food." Zhao Yuan chuckled.
"Okay, the monk will hang out with the big brother, big brother!"
PS: I hope the red votes from brothers can be more intense, thank you!
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