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176 Exchange 2

"exchange?"

Jiang Xiaoyu then remembered that beings like Qinglong Suzaku did not care much about the life and death of the cultivators around them.

Perhaps, in their eyes, humans are just ants.

What they always care about is themselves, and only enough chips can allow them to take action.

Jiang Xiaoyu believed that if he could not remove Jumang's shadow for Qinglong when he was in Longshan Cave, it would be absolutely impossible for him and Lin Xiaowan to enter his belly with his temper.

Thinking about it carefully, Suzaku asked him to come down by name, which meant that there must be something he cared about.

Although they regard human beings as trivial things, their conduct as Four Spirits is still there. Once they make a promise, they rarely break it.

Qinglong asked Jiang Xiaoyu to remove Gou Mang's shadow for him. Jiang Xiaoyu didn't know what Suzaku wanted to do for him now.

At that time, his success was all due to the willow whip that even Lao Xu didn't know its origin.

And now, can I still do it myself?

With a hint of doubt about himself, Jiang Xiaoyu asked into the lava: "I don't know, senior, what do you want me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything! I said, it's an exchange. I only need one thing from you. If you are willing, I will promise you to help this little guy you brought in temper his body."

"thing?"

I have never met Suzaku, so why would he want to exchange it with me, seemingly on purpose?

Could it be?

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly thought that Qinglong seemed to have seen the treasure that Lao Xu left for him when he was in Longshan Cave. It was very possible that they exchanged information and that's why Suzaku asked him to come in alone.

After being slightly mentally prepared, Jiang Xiaoyu said, "Senior, please tell me, what do you want me to exchange for?"

"Induswood!" Suzaku said without hesitation.

"Wutong wood? Wutong boat?" Jiang Xiaoyu's Wutong boat was made of Wutong wood.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu's surprised expression, Suzaku's voice sounded again, "What? You don't want to?"

"I..." Jiang Xiaoyu hesitated, the Wutong boat carried too many memories for him.

For as long as he could remember, Lao Xu had been driving this small boat to take him fishing near the floating islands. Sometimes when it was late, he would sleep on it. When his eyes opened, it was an endless expanse of starry sky.

Under the starry sky and above the bow of the ship, there is the half-crouched back of Old Xu.

Often at this time, Lao Xu would turn around, grin at him and say: "You bastard, are you awake? Are you hungry?" Then he would hand over a piece of dried fish.

And now, Suzaku actually wants to let him use the Wutong Boat in exchange!

To be honest, Jiang Xiaoyu had a hundred reluctances in his heart.

However, looking at the unconscious Lu Yi next to him, he couldn't bear it. No matter what, this is a human life. Jiang Xiaoyu is not a saint, but he watched the familiar Lu Yi slowly approach the edge of death.

, Jiang Xiaoyu can’t remain indifferent yet.

More importantly, it was himself who caused him to become what he is now.

What should I do? Jiang Xiaoyu bit his lip hard, and his breathing became extremely heavy involuntarily.

"Not willing?" Suzaku's voice sounded in his ears.

"I..."

"It's normal not to want to. After all, sycamore wood was considered a treasure in my era. Otherwise, that stupid bird wouldn't stay on it all day."

"Silly bird?"

Suzaku suddenly realized something, he laughed twice and said: "What a pity, now I am not even as good as a stupid bird."

The lava suddenly boiled violently. Jiang Xiaoyu looked at it and saw that there seemed to be a vague shadow of a bird under the lava.

"Little clay figurine, do you know why I want to take things?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head.

"Have you heard of Phoenix?"

"I've heard of it. Could it be that the sycamore wood you want has something to do with the phoenix?"

"It has nothing to do with him." Zhuque explained: "When I was growing up, it was the plane tree that nourished my soul. Later, I became one of the four images and left it forever. Who knows,

It was taken over by a stupid bird."

"I'm too lazy to worry about it too much. I didn't expect that with the nourishment of the sycamore tree, in just ten thousand years, he would become the king of birds."

"Qinglong should have told you about the later story. The great gods were afraid that we would take away their status, so they sealed us."

"Jumang took action and suppressed Qinglong."

"Zhu Rong took action and turned me into what I am now."

"I can no longer leave this hot place. If I want to restore my past, I need the sycamore tree. I need the sycamore tree that has been with me since I was weak."

"Fortunately, in today's era, those great gods are no longer around. The four of us beat them all to death! Hahahaha!" Suzaku suddenly laughed when he said this.

After laughing, he continued: "I have started from scratch, but my recovery speed is still too slow. The sycamore tree can increase my recovery speed tens of thousands of times."

"It's a pity that I can't find it, and it can't grow its own legs and run to me."

"But, you showed up!"

"The first time Qinglong saw your sycamore tree, he told me about it. That old guy, with your help, can regain its former glory in a few decades. Naturally, I don't want to wait too long."

"Now do you understand how important the sycamore tree is to me?"

"I see."

The Wutong boat suddenly appeared. Jiang Xiaoyu looked at it, still hesitant in his heart.

"You don't want to?" Suzaku naturally saw the reluctance in Jiang Xiaoyu's heart.

"The Wutong Boat was left to me by the elders who raised me. It's really hard for me to let go of it."

Hearing what Jiang Xiaoyu said, Zhuque Gujing Wubo felt anxious for a moment. When Qinglong told him that Jiang Xiaoyu had sycamore wood, he was still thinking about how to get it. Now, this

The boy took the initiative to send it to my door. It would be a pity if he didn't want to come.

However, as a god-like being, Suzaku's inner pride did not allow him to rob. After all, to reach that state, the heart is the most important thing.

Besides, now that he has been living for countless years, talking is an unnecessary waste for him, let alone taking action.

The reason why I can tell Jiang Xiaoyu so much here is simply because I want him to give me the sycamore wood in exchange.

"I just want your sycamore wood, not your boat. What do you care about it?"

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly became a little confused. This sycamore boat is made of sycamore wood. If you want sycamore wood, don’t you want a sycamore boat?

Jiang Xiaoyu said his thoughts smoothly, but Zhuque hurriedly explained: "I only need a small piece of sycamore wood, why do you need a small boat?"

"ah?"

"I only need a small piece of sycamore wood, and I can turn it into a towering tree. You have to give me the whole boat. The spiritual power it takes to cultivate it is enough for me to live for tens of thousands of years.

It’s not cost-effective.”

Only then did Jiang Xiaoyu realize that what Suzaku wanted was just a small piece of sycamore wood, which was a piece of cake for him.

Jiang Xiaoyu mostly travels in the air now. More or less wood on the sycamore boat will not affect him at all.

"Senior, if you really only need a small piece, then it will definitely be fine."

"You agreed?"

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded, "I agreed, but you also have to promise me that you will save my senior brother Lu."

"Then I'll go get it. Don't worry, I only want a fist-sized piece."

"Yeah!" Jiang Xiaoyu nodded.

The next moment, a sharp claw of fire suddenly appeared in the molten lava. The claw reached out to the Indus Boat and dug out a hole the size of a fist on its butt.

The small sycamore tree fell into the lava like a seed.

The molten lava that was originally boiling suddenly swayed violently like a violent storm. The molten lava that hit the shore actually flew up to a height of more than half a foot.

Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly landed on the Wutong boat with Lu Yi on his back, rising about two feet high, and the heat wave weakened a little.

However, after the violent shaking lasted for only a few breaths, the lava instantly became extremely quiet.

Looking up, the fiery red surface is as smooth as a gem.

Under the plane, a tree trunk the size of an arm slowly stretched out.


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