After the initial discomfort, Chen Taizhong saw Tayunhu's behavior, and he somewhat believed that this girl was a ghost-like existence.
But he still felt bad.
The Tayunhu struggled for almost half an hour before he picked up the girl, turned around and walked out.
"Follow me," the man in the hat stood up slowly, lowered his waist, and walked softly, making no sound at all when he landed, like a predatory cat.
Chen Taizhong also imitated his posture. He had the technique taught by Yu Wuyan, and the soles of his feet could leave the ground without making any sound.
The two of them followed the cloud-trapping tiger for more than ten miles. At the beginning, the cloud-trapping tiger looked left and right, and then gradually walked faster and faster, and the two of them also accelerated their pace.
In the end, Taoyunhu was almost running, and when it was twenty miles away, the two of them could hardly catch up.
"Keep an eye on it," the man in the hat finally said again.
After he said this, less than five minutes later, the Cloud-Stepping Tiger disappeared.
"Did he disappear under that yellow maple?" the man in the bamboo hat asked softly.
"Between the yellow maple and the locust tree," Chen Taizhong stared there unblinkingly and answered softly.
"You wait," the man in the bamboo hat said these three words, and then tiptoed forward.
After walking forward for a while, he kicked off his feet and jumped forward like an arrow. At the same time, he shook his hands, sending out yellow mist that filled the sky.
After spreading the mist, he was no longer in a hurry. Instead, he straightened his body and clasped his hands behind his back, looking at Huang Wu and sneering.
Chen Taizhong saw this and followed from behind. He looked at the yellow mist in confusion.
After waiting for a long time, the yellow mist gradually fell to the ground. There was no reaction. Just as he was wondering, he found that the leaves of the yellow maple and locust trees had become a little withered.
After waiting for a while, several coughs came from the yellow maple tree trunk, "Ahem... Sir, what do you mean?"
"Nothing. Just take a look around," the man in the hat replied calmly, then glanced at Chen Taizhong, "How about... you tell me?"
Chen Taizhong spread his hands in confusion, "I can say it, but what do you want me to say?"
The next moment, he felt an extremely weak spiritual consciousness sweep over him, and then Huang Feng let out a light sigh.
Since the other party was investigating him, Chen Taizhong was naturally not polite. He directly scanned it with his spiritual eyes, and then frowned slightly. The aura of this tree was so weird. Why is it so weird?
The two of them were deadlocked here. After a long time, Huang Feng coughed twice again, and the tree trembled slightly. "Ahem, what are you going to do? Using such poison... is a bit too much."
overbearing."
The man in the bamboo hat just snorted, "I don't need strong poison, how can I keep you?"
"This poison is so strong that I'm about to die. I didn't harm you, so why would you harm me?" Huang Feng coughed violently again, and along with violent tremors, several leaves separated from the branches, slowly
Float down.
"Poison you?" The man in the bamboo hat snorted coldly and spoke disdainfully, "You have had thousands of incarnations, but this one is just a clone. You dare to bully me like this, do you really think that I don't know the golden killing technique? And
Let me take this avatar of yours and make a statement!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a knife. I don't know what the knife was made of. It was neither gold nor stone, pitch black, and it didn't look very eye-catching.
But the yellow maple shook extremely violently again. It was shaking so hard that it looked like it wanted to pull out the roots from the soil and run away with its life.
It shouted miserably, "This is my main soul, really... it is my main soul."
"Really?" The man in the bamboo hat asked calmly, the black knife in his hand already attached to Huang Maple's trunk.
Huang Feng shook violently twice more, then gradually stopped, and his voice became a little hoarse, "Since you know my methods, don't ask if it's the main soul. If you have anything, you can just tell me."
It was originally a camphor tree in the Hengduan Mountains that became a spirit. Strictly speaking, a tree cultivator is not considered a beast cultivator, but can only be considered a spirit monster. In terms of cultivation, it is roughly at the level of a high-level beast cultivator.
Shuxiu's combat effectiveness is not high, but he has a unique advantage in the mountains and forests. He can command other trees to attack the opponent together. The spirit lives in other trees, which is very convenient. He can attack, retreat or run away.
The medicinal powder the opponent just sprinkled restrained its soul transfer, and could also absorb the vitality of the trees, making it unable to escape even if it wanted to.
Zhang Shuxiu is not very courageous, and as the other party said, it has many clones. Usually when it encounters an opponent, its first reaction is to run away.
As soon as the other party made a move, it was impossible to escape, which proved that they were well prepared.
It doesn't have many clones, but it can't be wasted casually. Losing clones will result in loss of cultivation.
As for whether the current yellow maple is a clone or the main soul, no one else will know unless it takes the initiative to say so. However, the other party did not hesitate to destroy the yellow maple to make a notice, which means that they will not give up until the goal is achieved.
In this case, it might as well cooperate obediently.
The man in the bamboo hat did not answer, but raised his hand and scattered some more yellow smoke.
Huang Feng trembled again, his body becoming more and more withered, "Okay, just ask, why is it like this?"
The man in the bamboo hat snorted coldly before speaking slowly, "There is an arborvitae tree in Bamboo Ridge. Have you swallowed its source?"
"No," the branches and leaves of the yellow maple swayed desperately, making a rustling sound. Thousands of slightly yellow leaves fell from the sky, as if there was a rain of fallen leaves. "They are all trees, how can I
Do that?"
"Huh?" The man in the bamboo hat snorted heavily, "You have driven the cloud-riding tiger soul to cause trouble, and you even dare to suck the essence and blood of living beings... You are talking such nonsense, do you really think my sword is not sharp?"
When Huang Feng heard this, he fell into silence. It took him a long time to reply hoarsely, "What's wrong with the tree cultivator? Human cultivators and beast cultivators can eat vegetation for food. In order to be brave and diligent, I, the tree cultivator, should die by sucking some essence and blood?"
The Cloud-Stepping Tiger Soul is indeed controlled by it. In addition to the wood talent, Zhang Shuxiu also has the "illusion" talent.
It controls the soul of the Cloud-Stepping Tiger, transforming it into a real Cloud-Stepping Tiger, as well as a human cultivator. If a passing cultivator or spiritual beast sees it and tries to get close to it, it will fall under its illusion.
Unconsciously, I was dragged over by it and sucked out the essence and blood.
But it doesn't think there's anything wrong with what it did.
"I won't tell you about cause and effect." The man in the hat also held his head tightly against Huang Feng's blade and slowly stood upright, ready to deliver a powerful blow at any time.
"Don't try to fool me. I'll give you a chance at last. You said you don't absorb the origin of the same kind. Then does your talent for controlling the Cloud-Stepping Tiger Soul come from your camphor tree?"
When Huang Feng heard this question, he immediately became anxious, "There was a locust tree that wanted to devour my origin. It drove ghosts to attack me many times. I had to kill it, and then... then of course I repaid it with karma.
, you get its talent.”
The man in the hat didn't know whether it was true or not, but it did make sense. "In that case, don't tell me that the arborvitae tree is missing."
"Arborvitae...is indeed still there," Huang Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth, "It is currently under my protection. I wonder why you are looking for it?"
"Do I need to tell you?" The man in the hat slowly exerted force on his hand, and the blade had already begun to cut into the bark of the yellow maple.
"Alas," Huang Feng sighed, and he could actually hear his deep helplessness, "If there is anything you can do, I hope you will be merciful. Tree cultivation is especially difficult."
"It needs to know something," the man in the hat replied calmly, but he was not in a hurry to take away the black knife.
"Wait until I call it," Huang Feng said feebly, obviously feeling depressed.
The man in the bamboo hat took the knife away, but then he casually sprinkled a handful of yellow smoke.
Chen Taizhong listened to their conversation, and his mood could not be described in words.
When he saw Shu Xiu at first, he was a little surprised, then stunned, then shocked, and finally numb. This Hengduan Mountains is really magical...
When he came back to his senses, he found that the man in the bamboo hat was not sitting and practicing with his eyes closed. He walked over and asked, "That arborvitae... are you sure it is that one?"
No wonder the Nangong family returned without success. The Platycladus orientalis, which is a symbol of the ruins, actually succeeded in practicing it. Even if it ran into the inner circle of Hengduan Mountain, it could not be found despite exhaustion.
The man in the bamboo hat looked up at him but didn't answer.
But Chen Taizhong was too curious. Thinking about the people who were looking for the ruins, he felt very ridiculous. The oriental arborvitae turned into a tree, grew legs and ran away. Is there anything more funny than this in the world?
?
Seeing that this guy didn't answer, he became a little annoyed, "I said, weren't you quite good at speaking just now?"
"Tsk," the man in the bamboo hat said a little annoyed, "I didn't say anything, I'm mute."
"I'm quite curious about this matter," Chen Taizhong didn't know that what the other party was currently suppressing was a camphor tree cultivator equivalent to a high-level animal cultivator, "Let's talk about it."
The man in the bamboo hat was silent for a moment, then slowly replied, "Wait until I turn back."
After saying this, he stood up, walked to Huang Feng, and threw another handful of yellow smoke. He needed to constantly weaken the opponent. Otherwise, if the opponent ran away, it would be difficult to catch him again.
.
When Chen Taizhong saw this, he finally shut up. He sensed the man in the hat's caution and decided not to cause trouble for the time being.
But Huang Feng was a little unhappy, "I said, can you stop for a while? If you can find this place, there must be other ways to find me. There is no need to torture me all the time, right?"
"Not because you are cooperative enough, but I will give you a knife directly," the man in the hat replied unceremoniously.
This guy doesn't seem to be as reasonable as I thought. Chen Taizhong frowned slightly.
The news about Platycladus orientalis came a little faster than he thought. In fact, the tree cultivator transmits the news very quickly through the root system.
After waiting for about an hour, a cedar tree not far away trembled, and a huge pressure was released, "You two are looking for me, what are you doing?"
These days, there are a lot of strange things happening. Ordinarily, Platycladus orientalis is Huang Feng's younger brother, so his aura should be weaker. But on the contrary, Huang Feng's aura is so weak that it is almost imperceptible, but Platycladus orientalis' aura is extremely powerful.