Sun Weiming and Qiu Bicheng walked towards the back of the strange tree, only to hear the scolding of the two strange old men again. It sounded like the strange tree man was also one of the original people of Turin.
"Living God, look at this strange head with roots, it's so miraculous!" Seeking will lead to enlightenment.
Sun Weiming had seen the huge Holy King Tree on Pengbidaqi, so even though he saw this strange tree as big as a mountain, he didn't think it was anything special.
"It's just that the tree is bigger, isn't it?" Sun Weiming said.
"Living God, you didn't even notice that the fruit looks a bit strange." Qiubi Chengdao.
"The fruits here are big and red, which are mouth-watering." Sun Weiming said.
Qiu Bicheng laughed loudly and said, "Living God, I'm sure you won't dare to eat this kind of fruit."
While Qiu Bicheng was speaking, more than a dozen gardeners walked out from the other side of the strange tree.
They were packing their bags and seemed to be preparing to pick fruits. Qiu Bicheng said: "Living God, let's go over and take a look, and you will understand."
Sun Weiming greeted the gardeners, but they ignored him and didn't look at Sun Weiming at all. One of them picked up a knife and cut off the fruit pedicle!
Suddenly, "Wow..." the fruit cried loudly.
Sun Weiming was startled, Qiu Bicheng smiled and said: "You understand, living god, the fruit roots absorb the spiritual juice and dung, and then re-bear fruit on the strange tree. These gardeners picked the fruits and prepared to send them to the 'Returning Spirit'
Pool', and then reincarnate again."
"So, the Monster Rooted Prison is not like hell at all. If it were like the sea of blood of the undead, it would be scary." Sun Weiming said.
Qiu Bicheng shook his head and said: "Since this is hell, the spirit body must have been sentenced to severe punishment. The Zhuanling Pond here is not like the ordinary reincarnation pond. In the Zhuanling Pond, only plants can be reincarnated.
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"Oh, I see, this is the birthplace of plants." Sun Weiming looked at the strange tree high into the sky above, and asked: "If you ask for it, how can you get the fruit above?"
"Oh, the fruits there cannot be put into the Spirit Transformation Pond. They will be turned into spiritual juice and sent to the most terrifying third level of hell." Seek to achieve enlightenment.
"Thousand Thorns Cannibal Prison!" Sun Weiming said.
"That's right, Thousand Thorns Cannibal Prison." Seeking will lead to enlightenment.
At this time, Sun Weiming and the others walked around the entire "Fruit Mountain" and returned to where they were just now. The two weirdos' voices were a little hoarse and they were still arguing.
Sun Weiming reached out and patted the ground, and said to Qiu Bicheng: "Sit down, don't stand."
"Yes, the living God." Seeking will lead to enlightenment.
Sun Weiming and the others were sitting under the strange tree. The two weirdos suddenly stopped and stared directly at me, Sun Weiming.
Old Man Qiqi couldn't help it anymore and said: "Boy, you, you..."
Sun Weiming looked very pleased with himself and said, "I'm a little tired from visiting the strange head roots. How about taking a rest?"
Old Man Qiqi gesticulated with his hands, as if he thought Sun Weiming should respond, "This...I..."
"Hey, why did you stop? Continue." Sun Weiming said.
The person on the strange tree trunk shouted: "Old Qiqi, why do you call this guy boy? By the way, I forgot to ask, Miss Qiu Bicheng, who is this person, and why is he with Old Qiqi?
Together?"
Qiu Bicheng stood up and said seriously: "Let me introduce to you, the person appointed by Tianlingzun, the living god of the dwarves, the Buddhist Protector Dharma King, the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, the Holy King of Ten Thousand Birds, and the Holy Demon Slayer.
, Chaos Saint, Death Angel, Netherworld Angel..."
Every time she talked about a title, the two weirdos shook their heads, and Sun Weiming himself was dizzy. This lecture took half a stick of incense.
The old man Qiqi and the strange tree man had their mouths opened wide and their saliva was drooling, and they looked like they were demented.
"Living God, let me introduce to you. This is an original planter. He is one of the original people of Turin and the founder of the Turin plant world." Seek to be enlightened.
Sun Weiming walked over and shouted: "I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time."
He was suddenly stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and shouted: "Boy, please give me some advice!"
When Sun Weiming heard this, he was dumbfounded and said: "You, what did you call me?"
"Boy, didn't Old Qiqi call you boy?" Yuan Zhi said.
Sun Weiming said jokingly: "If he calls me kid, you will call me kid, and if he calls me boss, don't you also..."
Before Sun Weiming finished speaking, old man Qiqi and Yuan Zhiren shouted at the same time: "Boss!"
These two primitive people are really crazy. The original plant man came out of that strange tree trunk, and he really looks like a big radish.
He is very short, with three to five thick hairs standing upright on his head, and five horizontal wrinkles on his forehead. His head takes up four-fifths of his body, and his body, hands and feet are all tangled together. Old Qiqi is twice as tall as the original transplanted person.
"Old weirdo, you set a fire a million years ago and still can't put it out, yet you still have the nerve to scold me!" Yuan Zhiren said.
Old Man Qiqi got angry and shouted: "Guan also let the 'Three Days' be imprisoned for a million years, otherwise what will happen!"
Sun Weiming had no choice but to speak out: "You two, if you want to scold each other again, please talk about it, Qiu Bicheng and I will be ready."
The two weirdos asked in unison: "What are you preparing for?"
"Get ready to wander around. When you finish spitting, call me again." Sun Weiming said.
The two primitive people were all dumbfounded. Sun Weiming said with a smile: "If you don't want to spit, tell me what happened between the primitive people and the three days. I'm very curious."
It turns out that 300 million years ago, after primitive people created the first intelligent race in Turin, various human beings began to breed and evolve in various galaxies, and various primitive people began to teach the cultivation techniques of different races.
One hundred million years ago, the Earth God sent "Three Days" to take over Turin, and the primitive people split.
Some primitive people struggled with the "Three Days", some primitive people cooperated with the "Three Days", and some primitive people opened the divine door and returned to the Conferred God Platform.
Sun Weiming said to the old man Qiqi: "Fighting the 'Three Days'? You are one of them, right?"
Old Man Qiqi nodded and said: "We have a total of thirty primitive people, eight primitive people fought with 'Three Days', including the phantom ghost and old goblin, six primitive people and Three Days obtained
The other sixteen primitive people decided to leave Turin."
"Aren't you practicing patience? Why are you still so impulsive?" Sun Weidan asked.
"Well, after working hard for hundreds of millions of years, it's hard to accept everything as soon as the 'three days' comes. To be honest, it's hard to accept." Old Man Qiqi said.
"Then how can the original transplant accept it?" Sun Weiming said.
Old Qiqi stared at the original planter and said: "He is different. He is responsible for the plants. There is no conflict with the 'Three Days'."
Old Man Qiqi sighed and added: "The primitive people who did not submit to the 'Three Days', those who could let go, left Turin, and those who couldn't let go, lost the battle, and wandered around."
"I have something to ask you abruptly. What do primitive people say? They have the strength to open the divine door, but..." Sun Weiming said.