After choosing a suitable container and collecting the water of life in the pool into the sword space, Su Hao walked around and found that this place was originally a very good place to practice, but it was completely destroyed.
The light that flashes from time to time inside should be the abnormality caused by the damage of the spirit gathering magic circle, and some functions are still operating. Most people in Liujiazhuang have never left this place in their lives. Seeing this strange scene, they thought it was the secret realm of the fairy family.
After searching, no useful items were found. Because they were so old, some man-made objects fell apart at the slightest touch, making even archaeology impossible.
After walking out of the cave, Su Hao came to the crack that appeared due to the activation of the mechanism and landed downwards.
The passage was extremely narrow at first. After falling nearly a thousand feet, the space suddenly increased. With Su Hao's current eyesight, he could not see the ends around or below.
There were a large number of green light spots floating around, each of which had extremely pure vitality. The Eternal Trigger vibrated and began to absorb these light spots.
After landing for a while, the shadow of the tree crown appeared faintly below. When we arrived, what we saw in our field of vision was the remains of a huge tree that was unimaginably large.
This wreckage has existed for who knows how many thousands of years. It is as black as ink and as touchable as iron. Densely packed light spots float out from everywhere in the wreckage, filling the entire space.
Su Hao's heart moved. He looked up and saw a small whirlpool somewhere above. It was collecting light spots. It was where the damaged spirit gathering circle was. Thinking about it, this was the water of life in the cave.
It is formed by condensation of light points.
However, not all the light points have reached there, more light points have penetrated into the soil and rocks on the top floor, becoming nutrients that nourish the ecology of this place.
The Eternal Touch is now very active and has a strong affinity for the remains of the giant tree. Su Hao guessed that the two are probably of the same origin.
The farther down you go, the larger the size of the wreckage. In comparison, Su Hao floating in the air is like a grain of dust.
Passing through the gap between the tree crowns, there is an endless straight tree trunk below. Su Hao looked at the tree trunk and wanted to shout "little" a few times to see if it would turn into a golden hoop.
Great.
After all, I didn't say it out loud. As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, you still have to have the necessary restraint, otherwise you will be laughed at by heaven.
Finally reaching the bottom, I saw a few broken pieces of cloth left on the ground, which were the clothes worn by Village Chief Liu, but the body of Village Chief Liu was nowhere to be found.
Su Hao glanced at it and ignored it. There was a place similar to the relics of the Mother of Trees. There was no evil that was the most evil, as long as he didn't provoke him.
The bottom of this giant tree is very muddy, exuding a rotten smell, but the life force is very abundant. According to Su Hao's perception, there are no less than three monsters under the mud that are comparable to the Golden Core monks. They may
He has no vision, but has strong spiritual consciousness. He has been carefully observing this uninvited guest.
If it were another person, they would have rushed out to attack, but their innate sense of danger is trying to prevent them from doing so. They don't even dare to show any hostility, because it means death.
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Su Hao's eyes fell on a weapon.
It was a knife, inserted deeply into a tree root that was exposed from the ground. I don't know who had done it. The blade was rotten and full of holes. Only the back of the knife was still connected by a thread, which barely kept the blade intact.
Even so, there is still a strong suction force coming from the blade, trying to absorb the power of demon magic from Su Hao's body, but the Yuanying monk's physical body and spiritual consciousness are already extremely strong, enough to resist this suction force, so Su Hao's strength is half
Not lost.
Su Hao speculated that if a monk below the Golden Core level came close, within the time of drinking tea, all the spiritual energy in his body would be exhausted.
This is also the reason why some monks died in humiliation in Luoyue Canyon.
After practicing immortality for many years, the most Su Hao has seen is the long sword of Master Hongfa. Other magic weapons of the Taoist level have never been seen. His own Eternal Touch has been cultivated for a long time and is now equivalent to a magic weapon.
Weapon, he clearly knew how powerful it was. If it were an advanced Taoist weapon, Su Hao believed that the Eternal Touch would be like Master Hongfa's long sword, creating a crack in space with each sword.
The aura exuded by this sword is even higher than that of Taoist weapons, and it is very likely that it will be an immortal weapon when it comes to victory.
How strong should it be?
Based on this, the rumor that the Western Desert was destroyed by the immortal war now seems to be extremely credible.
Su Hao slowly floated closer to the knife, observed it carefully, and couldn't help but look surprised.
I saw strands of milky white light on the surface of the blade, constantly flowing towards the sore opened by the giant tree, and at the sore, the emerald green light was also surging, entangled with the milky white light and annihilated each other.
It seems that the reason why this sword, which transcends Taoism, has decayed is not due to the passage of time, but the result of continuous output at the expense of its origin.
Su Hao blinked. If his guess was correct, the scene in front of him was a continuation of the immortal battle.
The war is not over yet.
Whether it is this knife or this giant tree, their resilience is amazing.
Perhaps because of Su Hao's approach, the milky white light suddenly paused, and then there was a click, and the blade broke. The handle fell first and turned into powder in mid-air. Then the blade turned into a quicksand-like substance from the broken point.
It drained out quickly.
Su Hao was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that he had witnessed the true end of the ancient immortal war.
"Oh, I'm finally free."
Suddenly a sigh sounded in the space.
Su Hao looked at the trunk of the giant tree, and a mouth appeared there.
"My child, I feel the aura of the same race in you. Can you tell me who you are?"
Su Hao watched quietly as the mouth opened and closed, issuing deafening questions, but he did not answer.
After a period of silence, the man spoke several languages one after another, and even English appeared, but Su Hao never responded.
The corners of Big Mouth's mouth turned down and he stopped talking. Su Hao felt that there was some unusual aura appearing on the giant tree.
"What shall I call you?"
Su Hao suddenly asked.
After a long silence, the man chuckled and said: "My child, you are very interesting. I am the tree of life and the ancestor of the Qingxuan Ten Thousand Trees."
"Are you alive or dead now?"
The Tree of Life said: "My child, as an old man who has existed for tens of millions of years, I hope you can give me enough respect."
"I'm sorry, ancestor, are you still alive?"
"..."
After another long silence, the Tree of Life said: "My child, why are you hostile to me?"
Su Hao pointed to the ground with his finger and said: "There are hundreds of spikes down here. As you speak, they have been filled with energy and are ready to be activated at any time."
"Haha, kid, don't be nervous. That's just what my root system looks like. I've been fighting against immortal artifacts for millions of years, and I paid a huge price. Now that I've regained my life, I naturally have to start nourishing it from the root system. Speaking of which, I also want to
Thank you. It was your arrival that broke the balance here, turned the fairy weapon into dust, and freed me from the endless battle. Thank you, child."
"What's more, you are destined to me. You have been recognized by my clan, so there must be something special about it. Our clan is very emotional. How can I hurt you? Look, this is my root."
Following the words, the mud on the ground was broken open, and hundreds of black spikes appeared. The green light on them flickered on and off, and countless whisker-like branches were growing crazily, swinging in search of mud.
Do you think this is my root?
This is such a tiger and wolf thing.
This situation made Su Hao inexplicably think of a scene: a strange uncle in a gray coat came to a little girl, suddenly shouted, laughed and opened his hands...