He's fine, don't worry, OK, OK, I promise to go home obediently."
The young man's face was full of cuteness, just like a child who had just finished school and was about to run to the Internet cafe and happened to bump into his father.
The smile on the young man's face never faded until he hung up the phone.
"Brother, is this the call from my uncle, asking us to go back??" Xuan Rui just heard his name, raised his slender neck, and turned his head to look at Ding Peng.
"Well, my father said that there may be chaos in the world, and he is worried that I am not safe outside. In addition, something happened to my third master. I am afraid that he may not recognize me when we meet next time."
Speaking of this, Ding Peng held his chin with his palm and said: "No wonder the master said that after my destiny was changed by him, I was afraid that I would be separated from the two masters. I didn't expect that the three masters would come true so quickly."
"Then shall we go back?"
Xuan Rui asked with an honest look.
"Go back, of course, why not go back for such a wonderful show?"
Ding Peng patted his thigh and said.
After saying that, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "It's time to go back. I miss my big-headed uncle a little bit, and I don't know how he is doing on Blood Sail Island."
He took out an apple from the storage box, wiped it casually a few times, and then handed the apple to Xuanrui's mouth, letting Xuanrui take a bite first, and then he took it over and continued eating.
While eating, he said: "But before going back, let's get rid of those things at the back first."
As Ding Peng looked, he saw a group of burly ape-men standing behind him at some point.
Covered in white fur, these ape-men are not only difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the snow, but they are also incredibly powerful.
When he realized that Ding Peng had noticed them, he let out a thunderous roar and rushed towards Ding Peng.
Looking at the ape-man who arrived in a flash, Ding Peng just took a bite of the apple in his hand without even raising his eyebrows.
As Xuan Rui sat down, his whole body erupted with brilliant fire. The terrifying pressure shook the heavens and hell, and the vast crimson fire boiled and swept in all directions.
There was a sound of "Boom!" and the entire snow mountain turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
“Spring and daylight last forever in Penglai, the jade palace is bright and bright.
The golden paper is flying white, and the auspicious mist lingers in the rainbow."
On Penglai Island, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel grateful while looking at the wonderful scenery in front of him, and he memorized a poem from the Complete Collection of Ancient Poems.
A simple and clear poem can already draw endless imagination into people's minds.
But compared with the wonderful scene in front of me, it is still not detailed enough, not even one-tenth.
There were countless caves and blessed places in the world, but he could never find another place that could rival Penglai, not even Beimang Academy.
I saw a full moon hanging high in the sky, scattering thousands of streaks of divine ash, making the island in front of me even more beautiful and hazy even during the day.
The rich spiritual energy turned into dewdrops in the air, shining brightly and surrounding everyone.
“What a poem!”
Hei Coffin and others stood aside and couldn't help praising this poem when they heard it from Ding Xiaoyi's mouth. Even though they claim to be the proud sons of heaven, they know nothing about poetry, comparable to Ding Xiaoyi, the illiterate among the illiterate.
Seeing the wonderful sight in front of me, I wanted to praise it, but I suppressed it until my face turned red, and I couldn't think of any good words. Except for one sentence, "F*ck," there was no ink in my stomach, which was embarrassing.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but blush when he heard Hei Coffin's praise. He saw this poem from the ancient poetry collection, and it was just a short paragraph. At this time, he couldn't help but recite it. It was actually regarded as his own masterpiece. It was really disappointing.
People are ashamed.
But seeing that none of them knew where the poems came from, I accepted the vanity as a matter of course.
"I never thought that the young master would be so talented. No wonder he was able to see through the mystery of Awakening Longtan early in the morning."
The young man responsible for guiding them cast an admiring look at Ding Xiaoyi, and his laughter was as clear as a silver bell, making the seven of them feel excited.
Even he himself felt a little excited. He had no choice but to be looked at with admiration by such an alluring woman. That man would not feel a little excited.
However, when I think of this strange woman, who seems to be so warm and generous to everyone, welcoming and hospitable, and has an open-minded personality, this wandering mind is immediately poured with cold water, and her eyes recover.
Come to Qingming Festival.
"Guys, look, there is the sacred tree over there."
After leading them to the top of the mountain, the woman pointed to the valley ahead and said.
Everyone quickly took a closer look and saw an ancient giant tree taking root in the valley.
The roots like pythons and dragons weave into a large net and cover the valley, as if covering the entire valley, forming a huge natural cage.
And its main trunk is as thick as a ridge, with cracked bark and spread out like dragon scales. It looks like a horned dragon lying in the coils, winding and extending into the air. The highest point is a hundred meters high from the ground.
There are more than a dozen green and crystal clear leaves on it, with energy lingering and brilliance flowing. Each leaf is like a small world, which seems to contain many mysterious treasures, swaying with dreamy brilliance.
The tree was so brilliant that it was so dazzling that people were lost in it, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
"It is indeed a sacred tree!" someone exclaimed, his eyes piercing the divine light, wanting to peek at the treasures hidden in those tender leaves.
Even though they had excellent eyesight, they squinted their eyes when looking at the bright and crystal clear trees, and their eyeballs became sore after looking at them for a while.
"It is simply unheard of and unprecedented that there is such a sacred tree in the world."
Black Coffin sighed from the bottom of his heart.
But apart from sighing, everyone was even more wary of Wu Xiang. This person was not enough to play a role in Baoshan, but he also had such a sacred tree.
If their luck is enough to defy the heavens, then compared to Wu Xiang, it is simply insignificant and not worth mentioning.
"I dare to ask you, girl, where does this sacred tree come from? It is such a miraculous creation. If you get this tree, wouldn't it mean that all the treasures in the world are blocked?"
The man who spoke had a Chinese character face and looked honest and friendly. When he spoke, he also gave people a sense of honesty and honesty.
But there were all understanding people present, and these honest words were clearly meant to trick the woman into asking about the origin of the sacred tree.
It doesn’t matter whether the woman hears it or not, because she has nothing to hide about this matter, and she will introduce it to everyone even if she doesn’t ask about the Chinese character.
"This tree is called laurel. It is said that it is the sacred object of Guanghan Palace. It was later transplanted to Penglai. Every thirty-two years on the night of the full moon, this tree will bear sixty-four leaves, which contain the essence of the sacred tree.
There are many rare treasures, and there are even rumors of the art of immortality and so on."
"hiss!!"
Everyone looked at each other and saw that sixty-four leaves can be produced in thirty-two years. It may not seem like a lot, but if divided equally, it equals about two leaves per year, which is equivalent to two sacred objects.
What is this concept? It’s as productive as a sow!
Just when everyone was filled with sighs and envy, jealousy and hatred, the woman changed her voice and said with a smile:
"Although the output is large, you cannot take it all away. Each person can only pick one leaf. If you want to pick more, the laurel will inevitably knock it out.
And after tonight, the other leaves that have not been picked will wither and never appear again, so there is no need to be polite. As for what you pick, it depends on your ability and opportunity."
"oh!!"
Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Wu Xiang was so generous. It turned out to be this.
"Then you'll be welcome if I wait."
As someone said that, he jumped down and ran straight to the sacred tree, hoping to win the first place. Others were not willing to follow behind and chased after them.
Only Ding Xiaoyi stood unmoved, staring at the valley under the laurel tree.
When he looked around, he found that the valley was pitch black and he couldn't see anything at all.
It was as if there was a mysterious diaphragm on the outside of the valley, preventing me from peeking.
"Why don't you move, Master? Could it be that you don't like the treasure of the sacred tree?"
Seeing that he was unmoved, the woman couldn't help but open her teeth and asked in a low voice.
Ding Xiaoyi grinned when he heard this and said: "There are so many, I'm afraid they won't be able to pick them all in a while, so it doesn't matter if I wait a little longer."
"Young Master's magnanimity is indeed rare in the world. This way you can avoid disputes with other people, right?" the woman said.
Ding Xiaoyi smiled brightly and thought to herself: "Actually, I was just looking at the valley and got distracted."
However, seeing the smiling expression on the woman's face, he couldn't help but ask: "I wonder where the valley under the sacred tree is?"
"This..." At the mention of this matter, the smile on the woman's face suddenly faded, and she shook her head and said: "That is the Penglai forbidden area. I don't know what is inside, but except for the king, anyone who breaks into it will definitely die."
"Oh, oh, since it's a forbidden area, I won't ask." Ding Xiaoyi nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but feel more certain about his thoughts.
There are countless evil ghosts who have escaped from the Eighteen Hells of the Underworld. Such many evil ghosts are conspicuous anywhere, let alone on an island. No matter how big the island is, people will probably notice it.
On the contrary, this valley is more like an excellent place.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly said to the girl: "I think they have almost chosen. Let me go and take a look."
After saying that, he jumped down the mountain and ran straight towards the sacred tree. At the same time, he quietly took out the summoning staff and hid it in his arms.