The sacred tree's words sounded, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.
Chen Ling's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The sacred tree swayed, and the trunk holding up the sky was trembling as if it were a sacred pillar, as if the world would be destroyed if it fell.
The entire bottom of the cliff was shaken violently, more intense than the battle between the powerful warriors.
But surprisingly, there was no crack in the earth, and it was not damaged at all. It was just undulating and squirming violently.
As the sacred tree shook, the dry and vigorous bark on the surface of the sacred tree fell off inch by inch, revealing a dazzling fluorescent light.
"This is the true face of the sacred tree."
Chen Ling took a breath and stared blankly at the sacred tree showing its true face.
The jade-like brilliance is like the bright moon in the dark, dazzling. Every inch of the tree trunk is as crystal clear as jade, exuding breathtaking vitality and power.
Chen Ling had no doubt that the tree contained terrifying power.
At the same time, Chen Ling felt a surge of will.
If the Origin Mountain Range is the most vast and vast mountain range he has ever seen, then the majestic will in front of him is the most terrifying will he has ever seen.
Even a saint is not so terrifying.
It flows incessantly, like an endless river, rushing endlessly.
Even the mighty body will be overwhelmed by this will.
Chen Ling bit the tip of his tongue suddenly. The stinging pain made him wake up from his trance. He took two deep breaths and quickly sat down under the sacred tree.
After about a few breaths, there was a "boom", and a terrifying will enveloped Chen Ling.
Chen Ling's head 'exploded' instantly.
As if falling into an endless abyss, darkness and vastness.
In an instant, the darkness receded and was replaced by light.
Chen Ling was trembling all over, and the overwhelming will made his soul feel like it was being submerged.
His will was as fragile as paper in front of the will of the sacred tree, no, even worse than paper.
At this moment, he found himself in an endless river that traversed the void. This long river was clearly a vast river condensed by the power of will.
In this long river, he is as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Chen Ling calmed down his mind and took dozens of breaths before he calmed down and carefully felt the river of will.
Although the will was so terrifying that he couldn't even look up at it, but if he felt it carefully, it made him feel faintly boiling.
That is the resonance of the will from the Origin Mountains.
"Boy, sink your will into the long river, use your will to see everything I have experienced, and feel it."
The voice of the sacred tree rolls from the river of will.
Chen Ling looked solemn and nodded silently, then sat cross-legged in the river and slowly closed his eyes.
His will spread out like a thread.
Buzz~~
The first feeling is the vastness, the intimidation from the will, and it is as clear as the pain of the skin.
What is even more pure is the incomparable will and thought, which transcends the sky and conquers the heaven and the earth, burning like a flame in every ounce of willpower.
That kind of belief shocked Chen Ling and made her even more awe-inspiring.
"let's start."
Whispering silently, Chen Ling completely put away his thoughts.
boom!
In his mind, the pictures changed.
It was a middle-aged man fighting another man in the vast mountains.
The result of the battle was that the middle-aged man died and fell into the cliff, and his enemy almost died and left in a hurry.
The space he carried with him was shattered and countless items were scattered. Among them, a spiritual tree less than one person tall attracted Chen Ling's attention.
He knew that the spiritual tree was the sacred tree in front of him.
Wow!
The picture changes again.
Thanks to the wind and sun, and nourished by spiritual energy, the spiritual tree did not die, but instead took root at the bottom of the cliff.
It grows extremely fast, and as time goes by, it grows from a small tree to a towering tree.
Finally, it has a will.
The will is compatible with the Mountain of Origin. Just like when he first realized it, it was infected with the aura and will of the Mountain of Origin. He was infected, and finally turned into a seed to take root in his will.
It has faith, and its will has the goal of survival and becoming stronger.
A big tree, under the sky, is as small as an ant and cannot be detected.
But this small tree, looking at the unreachable sky, has thoughts of transcending the sky.
This idea supports its continuous growth, absorbing the endless will and aura from the origin mountain range, and growing vigorously.
It explores everything in the Origin Mountains, its will continues to grow, and it continues to spread...
In those scenes, it was as if he himself was the sacred tree, and he intuitively felt the changes in his mood and everything he saw.
Chen Ling's consciousness was in a trance, and he was gradually immersed in it. He seemed to be submerged in the river of will, and was completely trapped in it.
He faced it all greedily. Every scene was like a memory, but it contained deep mysteries because it represented the divine tree's understanding of history.
He forgot about time, his body, the sacred tree, and everything else. He seemed to be part of this long river of will, realizing it all.
Time passed day by day, and everything Chen Ling saw in Changhe also passed by.
In the will, one year, two years, ten years, a hundred years...
Gradually, he felt tired.
His will has reached its limit and cannot spread to realize more things.
But there is only one belief left in Chen Ling's will, and that is to never stop. Infected by the will of the Origin Mountains, the majestic and unyielding faith from the Origin Mountains, never to stop and conquer the sky, takes root like a seed.
Germinate and begin to thrive.
Chen Ling ignored his fatigue. No matter how tired he was, he could never stop.
His crazy insights and absorption.
Faith supported him and allowed him to persevere even though he was tired.
Five hundred years have passed and time is still going on.
From the depths of endless fatigue, powerful strength suddenly emerged.
Chen Ling was overjoyed.
He didn't know why this happened, but the growing power cheered him up and pushed him forward.
Six hundred years, seven hundred years, eight hundred years, one thousand years...
In the vast river, a strange will suddenly rose into the sky.
That strange will is very weak, so weak that a wave in this long river can send it nine days away without a trace.
But an invincible belief burst out from this will, burning like a flame and spreading towards a large area of the Yangtze River.
Changhe was shocked and surging by this belief.
Resonating with the will of the mountain of origin, strands of willpower wrapped up the tiny group of willpower in the long river.
Time in the outside world passes slowly.
I don’t know how long has passed. A vast voice sounded in the long river: "Wake up, wake up, wake up..."
That voice seemed to be a call, never ending, constantly echoing in the long river.
Finally, after an unknown number of calls, a will gradually revived.
boom!
The mighty river disappeared without a trace.
Chen Ling opened his eyes blankly, and what came into view was the sacred tree.
"Who am I? Where am I?"
Looking at everything in front of him, Chen Ling's eyes were full of trance and confusion.
In the long river of will, there are two thousand years of enlightenment, which made him forget everything. (To be continued)