The first thousand three hundred and eighty-four chapters avenue tree
The moment it entered the void, a gorgeous stream of light filled the sky above the Yunfu Pavilion, and the stars turned into countless dreamy light filaments, and the outside objects suddenly disappeared into the distance. Then, the Pavilion seemed to suddenly fall into the void.
, the surroundings became quiet, but occasionally there were one or two strange, distant sounds, like the sound of a big fish coming out of the water to breathe.
Liu Qinghuan stood under the eaves of the door. The sky was dark, and from time to time he could detect something passing quickly. Lights were lit everywhere on the island, and the spiritual grass and trees on the roadside also gave off a soft light, walking among them
The shadows are blurry and cannot be clearly seen.
He sighed again. Now he couldn't leave the island even if he wanted to, so that would be it for the time being.
In the following days, Baoge kept traveling through the dark void, and everyone gradually got used to the occasional tremors coming from the doors and windows on the ground, as if they were sitting on a ship sailing in the sea.
However, these did not affect the enthusiasm of the Mahayana monks who had not yet left. They discussed Taoism, competed, held private exchange meetings, and drank together. The small island was still very lively.
Most of the demons on the island have left, and Liu Qinghuan has returned to his true self. As a human cultivator, it is easier to act as a leader, unlike demons who are secretly guarded by many people and unwilling to make friends.
Mi Yun never showed up again, and after hearing that he had something to do, he went to the party on his own with the golden certificate, and spread the word that he was willing to exchange the elixir for immortal seeds.
Naturally, Liu Qinghuan would not come up with any more high-level elixirs, but although immortal seeds were rare, they were seeds that required countless hours of hard work to grow, so as soon as they heard that he was willing to exchange elixirs for them, someone came to find him.
It's a pity that there are really few immortals living in the lower world. Most of the people who come here want to exchange medicine with him with other things, which is a good idea.
How can Liu Qinghuan be willing? It is very laborious for him to make pills. The pills available to Mahayana monks not only require precious spiritual materials, but are also extremely difficult to refine. Even he is bound to fail from time to time. He can only produce one or two pills in a furnace, which is considered good.
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After a lot of hard work, he only got two fairy seeds in the end, and he planned to plant them in the Songxi Cave Sky Map when the Yunfu Pavilion stopped.
To his surprise, the monk who bought the avenue tree at the auction came to visit him that day.
"I have picked the fruit of the avenue, but I don't know what to do with this tree." The visitor said straight to the point. He was dressed in black and his head was covered with gauze. He obviously did not want to reveal his identity.
"I don't have much talent for planting elixirs. Whatever I plant will lead to death. If the avenue tree is planted to death by me, it would be a big sin. So I heard that you are harvesting fairy seeds. I wonder if you are willing to harvest this fairy tree.
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Liu Qinghuan looked at the short tree on the ground, which was no more than three feet tall, with hesitation on his face: "It's not impossible to harvest it, but...what do you want to change?"
Hearing that his tone was loose, the man's voice also became a little more happy: "This avenue tree has grown up. As long as it is well maintained, it can bear many avenue fruits. I think it is at least worth several pills. In the end, it will be worth a few pills."
It’s good that it’s an advanced one.”
Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, left the tree on the avenue, sat down at the stone table nearby, took a sip from the tea cup, and then said: "It seems that fellow Taoist doesn't really want to sell it, but I can't afford the price."
Without waiting for the other party to speak, he added: "The Dao tree only bears fruit once every ten thousand years. Ten thousand years from now, I don't know whether I'm dead or not. Where did those many Dao fruits come from? It's useless for me to work so hard to raise just one."
Why bother coming to such a tree?"
"How could it be useless!" The other party pointed to the tea-scented leaves of the Avenue Tree: "Look at these leaves, although they are not as effective as the fruits, they still contain strong Taoist meanings and are also excellent spiritual materials!"
Liu Qinghuan just shook his head: "There are many good spiritual materials, but I'm not good at tea. I don't know what to do with it, so forget it."
Seeing him like this, the man said unhappily: "Then how do you want to change?"
Liu Qinghuan thought about it for a long time: "An earth-level elixir."
"One! I spent 2.8 million top-quality spiritual stones to capture the Great Avenue Tree. You want to exchange it for just one pill?!"
"Fellow Taoist is joking." Liu Qinghuan said: "It should be said that what you used 2.8 million top-quality spiritual stones to photograph was the Great Dao Fruit, and the tree was just incidental."
"No, it's too little!" the man said angrily, turning around and preparing to take back the avenue tree: "You're sending a beggar away for one pill!"
Liu Qinghuan did not move, and said slowly: "The Earth-level Xuanming Pill has a body like a Xuanming, completely hiding its energy, and can even not be discovered by the heaven. It has an excellent effect in saving tribulations. If it is put up for auction, it will be useless."
Obtain hundreds of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones."
The man paused for a moment and slowly straightened up.
After some haggling, and with the other party's almost constant pestering, Liu Qinghuan finally added an unranked Three Flowers Gathering Pill in exchange for the Great Avenue Tree.
In the hands of others, it might take 10,000 years for the tree to bear fruit, but if he watered it with the Qi of the green wood, it would obviously not take that long, so Liu Qinghuan was very satisfied with this transaction.
Water the avenue tree with green rain, carefully put it away, and prepare to plant it in the small cave sky later. Now the Yunfu Pavilion is still traveling in the void, the external space is unstable, and it is not convenient to enter and exit the Songxi Cave Sky Map.
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There were no surprises at the subsequent gatherings. After a few days, the foreign Mahayana monks used the power of star anchors to leave one by one, and the island gradually returned to peace.
Wen Dao didn't know what he was busy with, and he couldn't find anyone else. Liu Qinghuan moved his second home, from the inn to the independent cave reassigned to him by Wanjie Yunxuan. It was fully equipped and more convenient for long-term stay.
Liu Qinghuan had nothing to do. The island was so big that there was nowhere to wander around, so he had to practice behind closed doors.
He hasn't been so quiet for a long time. Ever since he was promoted to Mahayana, he seems to have never been completely free. Various things always come to his door. Later, he had a battle with the demon incarnation in the Red Demon Sea, and his mind was always at a loss.
Relax.
Now traveling through the void with Ten Thousand Realms Yunzhen, he was forced to be completely isolated from the outside world, without any news. He simply threw away all those worries, stopped thinking about everything outside the island, and calmed down to practice.
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Maybe Wen Dao is right. The period of calamity in the heaven is fixed. When the accumulation of causes and effects in the heaven is too heavy, it will start to rise and fall. Even the immortal world and the divine world will go through calamities, while the human world has been prosperous for millions of years.
If it is suppressed, it may turn things upside down, and instead it may bring disasters that are even more terrifying than the tribulations of heaven.
Catastrophes from heaven will still leave a glimmer of hope. Other calamities, such as the fall of the gods, the calamity of the lich, the massacre of heaven and earth, etc., are the real devastation of the world and the devastation of all living beings.
Catastrophe can be blocked and unavoidable, just like the thunder calamity of a monk. If you avoid it this time, it will only be more severe next time.
On this day, Liu Qinghuan was practicing the Heavenly Punishment Whip. Wen Dao, who had not been seen for many days, suddenly appeared and said: "Mi Yun wants to ask you for a favor..."