When I entered the Tuotian ruins again, I didn't encounter any resistance. The tree spirits and ghosts disappeared without a trace. Even the palace that looked gloomy when I first came had a tall and majestic feeling. At the end of the underground palace
, two unknown metal gates were completely opened, and the skylight poured in from the gates, making people squint their eyes.
Chen Yunsheng walked into the hall first. He was still curious about this old tree demon who had lived for countless years. The huge tree body attracted all Chen Yunsheng's attention. Before he could get closer, something appeared on the center trunk of the big tree.
An old face appeared.
The sound of dry tree trunks colliding with each other was heard in the hall, followed by a desolate greeting: "Heirs of Tuotian, have you done what you have been asked to do?"
Chen Yunsheng said coldly: "Well, you Cangwu, you are hundreds of thousands of years old at least, but your mind is not right. You know that the Rakshasa demon is extremely ferocious, and there are a group of ghosts and tree spirits under his command, but you sent me
If my brother goes to die, his heart will be punished."
Cang Wu was stunned for a while. He stared at Chen Yunsheng carefully at the two deep holes in the middle of the tree trunk for a long time before murmuring: "It seems that you are their leader?"
When he first heard the word "headman", Chen Yunsheng was not too surprised. In ancient times, the head of the clan, the king of the country, and the leader of the tribe were often given this title. It was only in the past ten thousand years that it was slowly adopted from the classics.
Disappeared.
He stepped on a stone the size of a pumpkin with one foot, raised his head and stared at the old tree, and said: "Yes, I am their leader. The agreement we negotiated with you before will not count and needs to be negotiated again."
When Le Xiang heard this, he twisted his thigh hard. He didn't believe that the heroic figure who had been involved in intrigues, grievances, and hatreds would care about such a trivial matter. According to his thoughts, Chen Yunsheng
He should have waved his sleeves and parted with the old tree without any debt to each other. This is what a legendary person would do. But he didn't feel any pain after this twist. He was feeling strange when suddenly Han Feng snorted.
Yue said: "Brother, why are you twisting my leg?"
"My hands are owed, my hands are owed." Le Xiang chuckled twice and responded perfunctorily.
Cang Wu let out a hearty laugh, the huge tree crown swayed, palm-sized leaves rustled down, and there was a thick layer on the ground. He just heard him say: "What do you want? Apart from wood, I have nothing on my body.
I'm afraid I have nothing else to give you."
Chen Yunsheng opened his right palm, red light burst out, and Qilin Slash appeared in his hand. He threw the long knife to the ground, and the blade naturally penetrated half of the ground.
"You must have what I want, which is the hundred thousand years of glory of this green continent." He said frankly.
The old tree fell into deep thought and did not speak immediately. After a long time, he slowly said: "One hundred thousand years is not a long time in the first place, but it is quite laborious to prepare. I am afraid it cannot be done overnight. If you are willing, come and find me in a year."
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"Shuang Kuang. I heard that our flying boat was damaged by you. You have to be responsible for repairing it. If half of the formation pattern is missing, even if I can let you go, my sword can't let you go." Chen Yunsheng said.
"Of course. If you don't believe me, just go to the valley and have a look. The boat has been repaired." The old tree said easily.
The group of people exited the cave. Along the way, Han Feng hooked up with his junior brother Yi Xiaohu. They heard him say in a whisper: "Junior brother, did you hear that? He actually said that Kunpeng is a boat. What a big tone."
Fang Minglan couldn't help but smile when she heard the conversation between the two of them. She came up behind Han Feng and said unexpectedly: "To that tree, Kunpeng is indeed a small boat."
Han Feng's eyes were full of longing and he said: "I really want to see what Kunpeng looks like right away. That old tree has lived for countless years and has experienced a lot. His methods are not bad at all, at least he is better than Cao San."
"I hope so." A trace of worry flashed in Fang Minglan's eyes.
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When everyone saw the repaired Chuanyun Boat, they all had strange expressions, especially the dozen or so monks who had been operating the boat all day long. They murmured to themselves: "Is this still our Kunpeng?"
Han Feng rubbed his nose, patted Yi Xiaohu on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, do you think this thing can still fly?"
Yi Xiaohu stretched out his hand and touched the boat plank, which was as rough as tree bark, frowned and said, "I see it's so bad, the wind resistance is too great."
It turns out that Kunpeng has changed beyond recognition after being rebuilt by Cangwu. All the wood on the hull has been replaced. The new ship boards are thick and heavy. What's more terrible is that the bark on the surface has not been peeled off. From a distance, it looks like a pile of unprocessed ships.
The old logs were simply and roughly spliced together.
The original exquisite pavilions on Kunpeng were replaced by huge and simple houses, with green leaves still growing on the round beams. There were gaps about a foot long between the rafters and columns. Le Xiang stood in the house and murmured:
"If this ship is going to fly, I'm afraid the high-altitude low winds will flow in continuously. This really invites everyone to drink from the northwest wind."
Xue Li's face was full of displeasure and he muttered: "Uncle Master, let me find that old tree to find out what happened. Kunpeng originally only damaged the power array, but he changed it beyond recognition, like an ugly piece of wood.
How can you fly into the sky like this?"
Lexiang stretched out his hand to hold him, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, you might as well give it a try." After that, he skillfully ordered the more than ten sailing monks to take their positions, and placed a huge piece of stone in the groove of the spirit stone.
Top quality spiritual stone.
As Lexiang said "start" and exited, Kunpeng flew into the air with a whoosh, without the cumbersome feeling when taking off before. Although the bark on the ship's board had not faded off, the texture of the bark seemed to be
The natural formation patterns and the ingenuity of the formation even dazzled Chen Yunsheng.
More than a dozen sailors hurriedly operated the sails and wings. Kunpeng was really like a big fish, flying forward steadily. It was countless times easier than before, and the loss of spiritual stones was actually reduced by 50%.
No wonder later, when the group returned to Taibai Peak, Cao Zijian actually retreated for three months to study Kunpeng. After three months, he came out and said that he had benefited a lot.
Xue Li stroked the rough bark and murmured: "It seems that you cannot jump to conclusions just by looking at the appearance of everything."
Ye Sihan looked at the green Lantau trees under his feet and said thoughtfully: "Senior brother, if you can deal with things calmly, it will be a great improvement in your mental state, and it will also be of great benefit to your cultivation."
At this time, on the other side of the ship's side, Le Xiang and Chen Yunsheng stood together, looking at the mountains in the distance. Le Xiang said: "You are looking for that tree to have a hundred thousand years of withered glory. Could it be that you want him to write Qingzhou Ten?"
History within ten thousand years?”
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "That's right, it's a hundred thousand years of history."
"Don't there any relevant records in the ancient books in Tianxing Pavilion? Why do we need to find a tree for verification?" Le Xiang said while holding his chin.
Chen Yunsheng looked at him playfully and asked: "If you don't ask the tree for verification, who can you turn to for verification? The person involved has long been buried, and the classics in Tianxing Pavilion are so old that they have been changed by many hands. History
This thing, once it passes through human hands, becomes like a piece of dog excrement."
Le Xiang chuckled, nodded and said: "The master is very knowledgeable, Le has learned a lesson. But what is the purpose of asking for this piece of history?"
Chen Yunsheng looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, sighed, and said: "I often think that all things in the world are headed by humans. Even the ancient gods who are worshiped by others are probably just great monks with great skills. There really are gods in this world.
? I mean that kind of race that knows from birth that even the blood flowing in its body is nobler than human beings. If so, have they ever come to this world." When he said these words, he couldn't help but think of the two times he had saved his life.
With his dark eyebrows, that woman gave him the feeling of being mysterious and incomprehensible, as if she was not human.
"So you want to get some clues from a hundred thousand years of history?" Le Xiang's eyes gradually widened as he stared at Chen Yunsheng and said.
"This is just one of them," Chen Yunsheng turned around, looked at the other person, and then said, "Do you know what Zhuge Jingyu, the dean of Xantianyuan, has any hobbies?"
Le Xiang laughed and said, "I've heard of it at some point. That guy likes to write and draw. He never leaves his hand with a pen. I don't know what he's recording. Are you going to do what he likes? Treat this historical book as a gift?"
"This kind of thing is really unbelievable to him. There are actually people in the world who are interested in this kind of historical classics that can neither be used as food, nor exchanged for spiritual stones, nor will they improve their cultivation.
Chen Yunsheng nodded silently and said: "I have really wronged him by asking him to stay at Taibai Peak. I have to show some expression. This history can buy him peace of mind and stay together for fifty years, after such troubled times.
, when a disciple of the Tianqiong Sect grows up, he can be allowed to wander around the world."
Le Xiang felt deeply that the young monk opposite him, who looked about thirty years old, had serious intentions and thoughts. He shook his head, said three "why bother" in a row, and walked down to the cabin to sleep on his own.
Chen Yunsheng glanced at Long Yuan, who was sitting alone on the top of the cabin, then looked ahead and said, "Brother Long, do you want to go with us? If the path is different, let's say goodbye."
With a smile on his face, Long Yuan jumped down from the top of the cabin. His robes were flowing and he looked like an immortal. He said slowly and calmly: "Of course, who said we have different ways? We had a friendship in adversity back then. I decided to
Let's go through the Lantau Mountains together and go to Jinsha. I heard that the sea water there is good and the sun is bright, and it is far less humid than Lantau Island."
"Oh?" Chen Yunsheng turned his head, stared at Long Yuan and said: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. In that case, let's do it together. But the ugly words are ahead. I'm going to find the Suan Ni clan to borrow souls.
Ding, if you don’t say it well, there will be a lot of trouble, so you have to think clearly.”
"It's clear, it's very clear. We are brothers in need. Count me as the one to deal with Suanni. Although I have strong soldiers and horses, one more person will give me more strength." Long Yuan had a sunny face. The more he looked like this, Chen Yunsheng felt in his heart
The more uneasy he became. After being trapped in the illusionary space for countless years, he didn't know what Long Yuan's intentions were.