The power of the Fire Tree Divine Source was released from the body of Monk Wu Hui. Logically speaking, this is an external force. To burn those monks and savages to death, the fire should also start from the outside.
But how does that kind of power start to release from those people’s bodies?
This is unreasonable!
After Monk Wu Ang finished doing this, he left directly.
"What kind of power is that?"
Everyone started discussing, because it was too powerful, and they didn't dare to block Monk Wu's departure rashly.
In addition, we are now in the Misty Mountains, and everyone has the idea of doing more is worse than doing less, so naturally they can only watch the monk without anger leave.
At this time, Zhou Ying said: "When I followed my master into the Misty Mountains, I also heard about the source of the gods. It is said that the source of the gods is a kind of power that has been bred by various strange energies in the world for tens of millions of years. Human beings
You need to fuse your soul with this power to gain this power. Once you fuse, you can gain power close to that of a god."
"Isn't it?"
Everyone was shocked.
The power to be close to God? In other words, if Monk Wuhen merges with the source of the fire tree, will he have the power to be close to God?
Isn’t this too enviable?
Zhou Ying continued: "But my master also said that the rumors may be too exaggerated. The power close to God is so easy to obtain."
"Of course it's a rumor."
Huang Long snorted coldly and said: "If the path of human cultivation were so simple, everyone would be a god. Therefore, if you want to go further and further on the road of cultivation, you need to calm down and practice hard, otherwise everything will be in vain.
It can only be empty talk.”
Everyone was silent, obviously in their hearts they were somewhat envious of the Fire Tree Divine Source obtained by Monk Wu Ai.
No one can predict the wonders of the monastic world. After all, there are legends about mortals who can directly become immortals by taking elixirs.
Therefore, not every ascetic needs to take one step at a time to become a god or a saint. This is the difference in destiny between people.
But Yun Yi looked at Huang Long and felt that Huang Long had said something human. Although Yun Yi felt that his cultivation path had always been smooth and he had had many adventures, he actually felt that the most satisfying thing was to calm down and practice hard.
steady and sure.
"Let's keep walking."
Then everyone continued to rush to Tianchi.
When everyone entered the top of Shangyun Mountain, someone suggested that they take a rest and recuperate before going up the mountain. Looking at the towering Shangyun Mountain, everyone agreed.
Then everyone went to rest separately.
Yun Yi looked at everyone taking a rest, but he was thoughtful, because he knew that the person who suggested taking a break was Nangong Feiyan.
Nangong Feiyan has always been a very arrogant person. No matter what happens, she will never show weakness in front of everyone. Doesn't asking for a break mean to show weakness?
This is not in line with her behavior.
Deep in the Misty Mountains, next to a pool, there is a large flat stone covered by a jungle. At this time, Monk Wuhao is sitting cross-legged on the stone, bandaging the wound on his foot.
Just looking at such a deep wound is shocking enough, but at this moment, Monk Wu'an didn't seem to feel any pain at all, as if the injured foot was not his.
After the wound was bandaged, he officially sat cross-legged.
He placed his hand on his chest. After mumbling for a while, the palm of his hand suddenly turned red, but a small red tail like fire suddenly appeared on his chest. He grabbed the small tail.
tail, and then keep pulling it out.
Then, the red object kept being pulled out.
In the end, he actually pulled out a small fiery red tree.
The small tree kept struggling in his palm, and it turned out to be a living tree.
"The Fire Tree Divine Source, this powerful vitality is really extraordinary."
Monk Wu Ai sighed, and then another monk Wu Ai appeared next to him.
Or to be more precise, it was his soul after he separated from his body.