Disciples of Dahuanzong are in small groups, often chatting and playing under the trees, practicing swordsmanship and enlightenment; many immortals have set up altars here and started teaching.
The asking tree listened silently.
Many of these people have the ability to move up and down, and can control weapons and ride the wind.
Suddenly one day, dark clouds covered the mountains, covering not only Shouan Mountain, but also the entire Dahuanzong territory.
There is something in the clouds that is ready to move. Occasionally, it shows its head and tail, and it is the ferocious demon god.
Da Huan Zong ordered all his troops to attack, and for a moment countless rays of rainbow light rose from the ground and went straight into the clouds.
It was a spectacle that He Lingchuan had never seen before.
The first battle lasted for half a month, and more than a hundred disciples of the Dahuanzong were killed or injured.
But this is only the beginning of the bloody battle.
Not long after, several terrifying thunderbolts fell from the sky and struck the Taoist tree.
The big tree was blown into charred wood, and the spiritual sense was suddenly lost.
As a result, He Lingchuan's eyes fell into darkness again.
When he regained his vision, it seemed like a long time had passed, because the entire Taoist Peak had changed its appearance.
It used to be lush and green, but now it is bare and desolate, with thousands of ravines and ravines on the land, as if it had been washed by lava. There are almost no plants in this huge mountain range, and the few remaining trees have withered leaves and are dejected, as if they are dying.
The immortal on the first bank disappeared, and several elders of the Dahuan Sect stood under the Wenwen tree, debating whether to cut it down.
"It's stained with so much demonic blood, I'm afraid it will turn into a monster and eat people."
"Other spiritual trees will either wither or turn ferocious when exposed to the demonic blood. Master Shu'an would be sad if he knew that the Taoist tree would become like that."
"Hasn't it changed as usual? There are exceptions to everything! Have you forgotten? Even when the Taoist tree was destroyed by thunder, we still carried its leaves with us, thus blocking the magical power of Mulian's "Reality"
Eye', and then successfully lurked around Mulian and then defeated him! The tenacity of the Wenwen tree is far better than that of us humans!" An elder insisted on his opinion, "After the great catastrophe, there are very few spiritual beings left in the world.
If the tree can withstand the erosion of the demonic blood and survive, it will be a blessing for me to return to the sect."
Others asked him: "How to say?"
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been exhausted. Which of us can live a long life without it?" The elder laughed, "Thousands of years later, it can still protect our sect, but it is much better than us."
The Wenwen tree was preserved in this way.
Time flies, and another thousand years have passed.
The traces of the demon's wrath have long since disappeared, and Shoutan Mountain remains green.
As expected, the elders who discussed cutting down trees here all died one after another, and only the branches and leaves became evergreen and grew stronger.
The aerial roots hanging down from the tree have grown stronger and stronger, and have wrapped up the cave where the Taoist tree came from, forming a nesting wonder of a hole in the tree and trees growing inside the hole.
Adhering to the sect's legacy, the disciples of the Great Reunion Sect respect it very much, and many great masters in the past have enthroned here.
The master of Dao Dao Peak at this time was Lord Wood Spirit.
This man had a sharp skull, white spots on his face, and his eyes were usually narrowed to a slit, making it almost impossible to tell whether he was asleep or awake.
In terms of appearance, he is really unattractive and has no noble character at all. But everyone in Dahuanzong respects him.
Chapter completed!