Chapter 710: It’s Not Ten Thousand Races That Are Scary
In a deserted valley, there is a huge tree standing tall and straight, more than two feet thick and more than ten feet high.
This giant tree is very old. The old bark outside the trunk and the bare and dull branches all reflect the age of this tree.
There are some dry grass in the valley, a small river, a few small fish in the river, and a crow on the big tree.
These are the pictures Jiang Han saw!
What shocked Jiang Han was that he felt countless Dao marks in the valley.
On the dark stones, dry ground, small streams, big trees, and the wind in the valley.
Even the trajectories of the swimming fish felt like they contained mysterious meanings, and the crow made a cry from time to time, which felt like it contained a soul attack...
This ordinary valley is like a supreme treasure land, containing countless treasures. Jiang Han casually sensed it and found that it contained dozens of Taoist rhymes.
The Taoist rhyme here is extremely clear. I feel that I can reach out and touch it. I feel that I can understand it easily and grasp the true meaning...
This deserted valley is like a treasure chest. It feels like you can pick up a treasure just by grabbing it.
"Practice under a big tree not only allows you to absorb massive amounts of power of the Great Dao, but also allows you to comprehend the Great Dao a hundred times faster than usual."
It seems that the rumors about the sacred tree are not groundless. There are so many Taoist rhymes in this valley and they are so clear. It must be frighteningly fast to comprehend them.
"Hey... the flow of time here feels hundreds of times slower than outside!"
Jiang Han soon discovered another situation. The flow of time here was very slow, and the wind here was blowing very slowly.
The small fish swimming in the river were also extremely slow, and the crow standing on the branch felt like it took dozens of breaths to flap its wings.
"Enlightenment!"
How could Jiang Han miss such a treasured place? He ignored everything and tried to capture the Taoist charm inside to see if he could understand something.
The power of the Dao will be absorbed automatically, and there is no need for Jiang Han to take care of it. At this moment, he has forgotten where he is and the danger, and is immersed in the countless Dao rhymes in the valley.
There were too many Taoist rhymes, and it was impossible to comprehend them all in three days. Jiang Han felt them randomly and decided to choose one Taoist rhyme to concentrate on comprehending.
"Understand the soul attack contained in the crow's cry?"
Jiang Han felt that this crow was unusual. The soul attack contained in its cry should be very powerful.
Jiang Han's possession of ghost fire is a soul attack. He feels that soul attacks are very abnormal. If he can understand a soul attack from the crow, it would be perfect.
"Not very good..."
After a while, Jiang Han gave up. The flow of time here was too slow.
It seems that the time between crows' crows is less than half a stick of incense. The efficiency of enlightenment is too low. I'm afraid I won't understand a single reason in three days.
"How about...understanding the law of time?"
A bold thought came to Jiang Han's heart. Time flows so slowly in this valley, and there are traces of the law of time everywhere.
However, this kind of law feels very mysterious, and Jiang Han is not sure that he can understand it. If he can understand it, he will definitely evolve a very abnormal killing move.
"Try it, don't think about it anymore!"
Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat and he stopped thinking about it. He went in quietly and comprehended the rhythm of time in the valley.
"Buzz~"
What Jiang Han doesn't know is——
When he saw the desolate valley, the sacred tree beside him lit up with a faint white light, and the hanging branches also emitted a faint white light.
Although this white light is weak, because this big tree is on the top of the mountain, people can see it from a long distance.
"Boom boom boom!"
In a big mountain next to Jiang Han, more than twenty Celestial Realm warriors were struggling to attack the black tree and the yellow snake. They saw the light of the sacred tree on the mountain where Jiang Han was.
A group of people showed urgency on their faces, and one person shouted: "Speed up, the sacred tree on the right mountain has been climbed first. If we don't speed up, more and more warriors may come, and by then the sacred tree will be climbed."
Might get robbed!”
Several people had reddish eyes and a bloodthirsty aura on their bodies. They were trying their best to suppress the murderous intention in their hearts. They were obviously affected by the purple mist.
Each tall young man slashed out a sword, chopped up a yellow snake that was shot, then took out a pill and swallowed it, and then said: "Everyone wants to speed up, but can they go faster? There are so many black tree yellow snakes
, and there is such a thick purple mist, you will die here if you are not careful."
"Stop talking and focus on the fight. Remember to swallow the elixir and don't be affected by the purple mist, otherwise we will all die."
The rest of the people stopped talking nonsense and formed a triangle formation. Once someone was injured or couldn't withstand the purple mist, they would return to the middle to rest.
This group of people are very powerful, otherwise they would not be able to reach this point, and still want to go to the top of the mountain and under the sacred tree.
In the middle, a group of celestial beings were fighting bloody battles, but Jiang Han was taking it easy.
His mind was completely silent in that desolate valley, and his body was sitting cross-legged under the sacred tree.
Starlights kept pouring into his body. These were the pure power of the great avenue. They actively poured into Jiang Han's body and were automatically absorbed by him.
The power of the avenue here is extremely rich, and the power of the avenue here has no attributes and is very pure, and can be absorbed by any warrior in the heavenly realm.
Under normal circumstances, if no accidents occur, the power of the Great Dao that can be absorbed by practicing here for three days is equivalent to that of practicing outside for one year.
Half an hour later, an accident happened!
Suddenly, black mist slowly filled the air outside the sacred tree. The black mist was very light, like green smoke, floating around the tree.
Black mist covered the area where Jiang Han was located, and then some of the black mist slowly seeped into Jiang Han's body.
I don't know whether it was because Jiang Han's mind was completely silent in the desolate valley, or because the black mist did not cause any harm to Jiang Han's body. Jiang Han didn't make any movement and seemed not to notice it at all.
The black mist entered Jiang Han's body and turned into streaks of black energy, which quietly spread throughout Jiang Han's body and then quickly disappeared.
Slowly, as time passed, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and more and more black mist poured into Jiang Han's body.
Jiang Han remained as motionless as an old monk in trance, feeling completely unaware of the existence of these black mist.
Time passed quickly, and a day and a half passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Han was still sitting cross-legged under the sacred tree, when a group of people rushed towards him from the foot of the mountain in the south.
This group of people did not rush towards the sacred mountains on the left and in the middle, but went straight to the mountain where Jiang Han was.
Among this group of people, there was a beautiful woman wearing a blue robe with a pair of eyes as pure as pearls. She was Mi Xi, the Young Palace Master of the Soul Palace of the Tsing Yi Palace.
A group of people arrived at the foot of the mountain, and everyone turned their attention to a road going up the mountain.
There were many branches scattered on that road, and the yellow grass on the ground was scorched black, as if it had been burned by fire.
"Jiang Han is up there!"
Ning Xie's face showed excitement, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.
Jiang Han was close at hand, but he was a little afraid to go up the mountain. The two battles on Black Shark Island and Wolong Peak made him have inner demons towards Jiang Han, and he was instinctively afraid of fighting Jiang Han.
"Up the mountain!"
Mi Xiong waved her jade hand, her pearl-like eyes filled with murderous intent.
She and Chun Yuyan have no sisterly affection, but as long as Jiang Han remains alive, Tsing Yi Palace will be humiliated. Today is the day to wash away the shame of Tsing Yi Palace.