It is rare that this highly cultivated sacred tree would be so cooperative and completely let go of its body and spirit to let the tiger baby cast spells. It should be noted that if the tiger baby makes any mistakes or has the slightest malice, this tree will be the unlucky one.
After seven days and seven nights, when the last piece of clear light mist dispersed into the tree, another five-color lotus flew out of Huwa's arms. The shape and spirit of Huwa were fused with the five-color divine lotus artifact. Although there were not as many as Langgan fruits,
There was more than one. Now he sacrificed a complete one, with a long green stem under the flower receptacle.
As soon as this artifact appeared, it disappeared into the tree like a shadow. Huwa used himself as a furnace to refine this divine tree, not to refine it into a magic weapon, but to let the five-color divine lotus turn into five-color divine light and penetrate into the giant tree.
The veins and texture of the tree are restored to a more perfect state as much as possible. The original appearance of a green oak tree, vigorous and vigorous in the world, is simply equivalent to a reconstruction of the body.
When the last trace of the five-color brilliance disappeared and its magical effect was completely absorbed by the texture of the trees, another of Huwa's artifacts also disappeared. The price he paid is probably unimaginable by the monks in the world, and it is beyond the understanding of the villagers of the Shenmu clan.
.Unless Huwa is willing, it will be useless for the Shenmu clan to beg him; because even if the Shenmu clan sells him, they will not be able to repay him.
It only took Huwa one day to refine the last five-color sacred lotus. The operation exhausted all his mana. Finally, he withdrew his consciousness and opened his eyes. Looking at this huge tree between heaven and earth, it still looked haggard.
It looks like a tree, but there is a faint light that is difficult to detect with the naked eye among the branches and leaves. There is also a vague glow of five colors outside the tree body, and a strange mist floats within the area covered by the tree crown.
Huwa just sat quietly, recovering his almost exhausted spiritual energy and mana, and the spell casting over the past few days was equivalent to an excellent refining and nourishment of his own form and spirit. Huwa felt that his cultivation was
There are faint signs of breakthrough again. He has done everything he can. Apart from him, there is probably no one else in the world who can use these methods. Next, it depends on the sacred tree himself.
Has he cured the tree's withered disease? No conclusion can be drawn at the moment. Even a tiger baby cannot make a tree from withered to lush in the blink of an eye. The natural laws of heaven and earth have their own laws.
If it is an ordinary tree, Huwa just gives it an opportunity to change. As long as its vitality is not exhausted, and after several cycles of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the new branches and leaves every year will become more and more lush, and will gradually return to its original state.
A state of exuberance.
If this tree has a spirit, we must make use of what Huwa has done for it, seize this opportunity, and solve the problems encountered in cultivation. With the cultivation of the sacred tree, Huwa cannot help with these things.
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When the mist under the tree canopy, the faint five-color light outside the tree, and the clear glow among the branches and leaves completely disappeared, Huwa closed his eyes and heard a slight crackling sound in the air. It was a bit like spring bamboo shoots after the rain.
The sound of jointing in the quiet night, such a large green oak tree, of course does not grow like bamboo shoots, but something is falling off the tree.
Something fell from the crown of the tree along the trunk and hit the withered yellow leaves on the ground. It shook the fallen leaves and made them fly away, creating a long shallow pit on the ground. It seemed extremely hard and heavy.
It was a dark, spiral-shaped object that was several feet long, thick as an arm, and slightly curved. It was the lightning-struck wood that Huwa saw in the tree at a high place.
The texture of this lightning-struck wood is stronger than a diamond. It has long been a rare treasure. It is embedded in the texture of the tree like scars like snakes. Now it is separated from the tree. It is like a person's wound that falls off after healing.
There were scabs, and there were more than just one. Black lightning-struck logs from high places kept falling off and falling to the ground, causing fallen leaves to fly and making shallow pits one after another on the ground.
Some of the lightning-struck logs fell vertically into the soil and were actually inserted deeply into the ground. If such a heavy thing fell from such a high place, if an ordinary person accidentally hit it, they would probably be smashed into pulp on the spot.
But Huwa looked happy and sat motionless on the boulder.
I just heard the crackling sound from high up, and I don’t know how many lightning logs fell down, just like the hail that kept falling, but none of them hit near Huwa. When finally no more lightning logs fell on the crown of the tree, Huwa
He stood up and bowed to the giant tree and said, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist who is recovering from his original wounds. I wish you a successful rebirth as soon as possible."
This sacred tree is just a plant and does not have fetal bones like humans, but Huwa really couldn't find a more suitable word to describe the transformation it was undergoing. Huwa just said this casually, probably at this time
He never expected that his descendants would describe his cultivation in the Eight Realms as "reborn and reborn"; and the trouble Mr. Qing was experiencing was also called "reborn calamity" by future generations.
Seeing these lightning-struck trees falling off one after another, just like a person's countless wounds being healed and scabbed, Huwa certainly knew that Mr. Qing was refining his original body in a calm state to show a new look, so he had no time to respond to him.
How could a master like Xiang Sha not try his best to use this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to solve the problems in his cultivation? Otherwise, he would be ashamed of Huwa's painstaking efforts. And Huwa didn't want the other party to respond. He just spoke.
He said hello, just like the gust of wind sent by Mr. Qing.
The favor Huwa gave to the other party was too much and too heavy. Even an expert like Xiang Sha would not be able to repay him, so he did not plan to wait until Mr. Qing showed up to meet him. It was already springtime on Ba Yuan.
It turned out that Huwa's stay in the Western Wilderness was not short, and he finally decided to leave quietly.
On the way back to the village, Huwa did not walk very fast, just like an ordinary person walking through the mountains and fields, and entered a state of concentration while walking. His breath seemed to have disappeared in the world, and seemed to be everywhere.
During the eleven days that he was regulating the sacred tree, he was equivalent to being a spirit of vegetation. This was a brand new experience. If he had received the secret method inheritance from Emperor Gaoyang, he would know that this meant that pure Yang
Introduction to Jue cultivation. After leaving, Huwa is of course no longer the spirit of the sacred tree, but he is still in the process of realizing it. He seems to have turned into the spirit of all things in the world, or is like a wisp of spiritual consciousness between heaven and earth.
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During this trip to the Western Wilderness, Huwa paid a heavy price. First, he was forced to flee for thousands of miles by two powerful demon cultivators. There were many dangers along the way, and he finally lost the life-saving sword talisman given by Master Jiansha.
It was also used. But when he left Pengshan, his cultivation level was at the fifth level and the fourth level, and when he saw the Golden Lion and Nine Spirits, his cultivation level was already at the fifth level and the sixth level.
Huwa received the talisman leaf given by Mr. Qing, and was invited by Jiuling to come to the village where the Shenmu clan is located. He has done so many things for the villagers, and at the same time he witnessed the evolution of the world's people. In the end, he participated in a
During the Spring Festival, he treated the withering disease of the sacred tree, used up the ten thousand-year-old spring brought from the Taihao ruins, and also lost thirteen artifacts refined with the elixir of immortality.
On Huwa's way back, when he climbed to the top of the mountain again, his cultivation level had broken through to the fifth realm and eighth level.
For Huwa, the more important gain may not be the breakthrough in cultivation level. On the way to escape, he understood and evolved the form-swallowing technique; while participating in the spring festival and regulating the sacred tree, he understood, evolved and executed it.
After learning the Pure Yang Jue, the harvest was indescribable and even exceeded the value of those artifacts.
The fifth realm, also known as the nine-turn realm, is the most distinct realm among the eight realms, nine turns, and the seventy-two steps of the path to heaven. Breaking through every turn of cultivation, the magical power will obviously increase to a higher level. And Tiger
The child's cultivation in the five realms was so smooth and natural, almost in one go. And he already felt that if he integrated what he had learned from the beginning of his practice, it would be a matter of course for him to reach the completion of the five realms and nine turns.
But Huwa was not in a hurry for success, just like he was walking leisurely in the mountains and fields at the moment. The demon cultivator Xiao Shen chased Huwa for thousands of miles for the treasures and secrets he carried, and finally returned.
He lost his life. But Mr. Qing did not show up to ask for what Xiao Shen could not get, so Huwa took the initiative to give it to him.
It was sunset when Huwa climbed to the top of the mountain, and he sensed the villagers singing poems and kneeling down to pray. But Huwa did not continue to regard it as that strange source of power, not only because he had left
That altar, and he had no intention of becoming the god these people worshiped.
Huwa couldn't help but think of the mountain god in his hometown. Hearing a private conversation between the king and the queen of Bashi Kingdom, Huwa also guessed that the mountain god might be the legendary Qingsha. But why did Qingsha go to the wilderness to become a mountain god? Maybe.
It is a way of cultivating and seeking verification. And the sacred tree Huwa saw in the Western Wilderness is, in a sense, the god worshiped by the villagers.
But the sacred tree only showed what the villagers called miracles, and did not claim to be a god. It never said anything to the villagers or made any demands. The sacrifices held every spring, summer, autumn and winter were spontaneously carried out by the sacred tree clan.
.What the villagers really saw was Mr. Qing - an expert who helped and guided the sacred tree clan, but no one knew that Mr. Qing was actually the sacred tree.
When Huwa stopped on the top of the mountain and looked back, he suddenly discovered that the towering giant tree in the mountain opposite had disappeared, as if it had disappeared inexplicably between heaven and earth. Huwa looked at the empty mountain and smiled knowingly.
It was a miracle that the villagers had witnessed before, and it appeared again at this moment. This shows that Huwa played a role in regulating the sacred tree, and Mr. Qing was able to get out of the predicament he was in before.
The villagers thought that the sacred tree was missing, but Huwa knew that it was actually still in the mountain. It might have taken the shape of an ordinary green oak tree, and the mountains here were full of green oak trees, so no one could tell them apart. And with Mr. Qing’s knowledge,
With his great magical power, he could also create a green oak forest in that open space, and every tree in it might be his original body.
Huwa sat on the top of the mountain all night, and then slowly walked down the mountain at dawn. He planned to return to the village to quietly say hello to the clan leader Wenjie, and then summon the nine spirits to come out to meet him. Then he said goodbye and left without disturbing other people.
. He walked for a whole day on the way down the mountain, and it was not until nightfall that he returned to the door of the quiet little courtyard.
Huwa was about to open the door but stopped because there was someone in the courtyard, and he already knew who it was through the door! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!