Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

"Clang!"

With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Situ Hua saw the monster that had captured him fly away without hesitation after leaving him behind.

"It's you. I didn't expect you to be alive."

Just when Situ Hua was about to take stock of what was going on around him, he heard a surprised voice.

As he said these words, Situ Hua saw a familiar monk in blue shirt standing on a stone platform not far from him, looking over with a look of astonishment.

This person was the person who had previously competed with him for the sixth-level elixir Golden Phoenix Fang.

"I'm sorry to disappoint fellow Taoist. I don't know where this place is. Why can't I mobilize any of my magic power?"

Hearing this, Situ Hua grinned and said with a smile on his face.

"Hmph, Your Excellency's methods are indeed superb. I'm afraid you discovered the arrival of the hawk-faced puppet first that day."

Upon hearing this, the monk in green shirt snorted coldly and said with an unhappy expression.

"Eagle-faced puppet?"

"Yes, those monsters in our eyes are not actually living creatures, but puppets.

Because of this, it is possible to ignore the restrictions on the forbidden air.

As for the chain that blocks our cultivation, even if Ning has practiced the way of the physical body, he is still unable to do anything about it.

What's more, now your and my mana are still banned. "

Perhaps it was the same reason why Tianya became a human being. When the monk in green shirt said this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh and continued.

"Have you seen the wooden stone tablet on the stone platform you are on? This thing seems to allow our soul to enter a wonderful place.

According to the wooden stone tablet, if we want to leave here, we need to understand the artistic conception contained in the stone tablet.

In this way, a dead tree can sprout.

Ning estimated that the wood might be related to Jianmu Zhi.

only"

At the end of the sentence, the monk surnamed Ning couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

“I thought that I could get a lot of treasures from this secret realm, but I never thought that I would be trapped here now.

If no one can obtain the artistic conception contained in this stone tablet, I am afraid that you and I will be trapped and die here in our lifetime. "

As these words fell, the monk surnamed Ning simply stopped talking and sat cross-legged, placing his palms on the wooden stone tablet in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Situ Hua wanted to ask something more, but suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly.

The moment the monk surnamed Ning's palm landed on the wooden stone tablet, wisps of blue light rose up from the iron chains that bound the master.

That blue light contained a faint vitality.

This vitality power did not come from the monk named Ning himself, but from the other end of the iron chain, which was also the stone platform.

Seeing this, Situ Qing frowned slightly and immediately looked away.

In front of the stone platform, there was a huge pool like clouds and mist.

The mist was so thick that Situ Hua could only see the stone platforms on the left and right sides. When he looked into the distance, he saw nothing.

Thinking of this, Situ Hua, after pondering for a while, immediately put his palm on the wooden stone tablet in front of him.

"Uh-huh!"

In an instant, his mind was pulled out infinitely at this moment.

The moment he woke up, he saw a giant tree that seemed to occupy the entire world at a glance, appearing in front of him.

"Jianmu!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Situ Hua's pupils suddenly shrank.

From then on, he felt a steady stream of vitality coming from the tree, like a landslide and a tsunami, coming towards him.

"This is different from what the monk named Ning said."

After a while, Situ Hua thought to himself.

However, these words had just fallen.

He saw a huge gap suddenly appear in the blue sky. In the gap, there was a sword light that was like death, flying from the sky, and slashed on the building wood with a sword.

Under this extremely sharp sword light, Jianmu, who was originally like the entire world, was directly split into two amid bursts of roaring sounds.

Moreover, because of the remaining sword light, cracks appeared on the remaining building wood.

The crack continued to spread until it finally spread to the entire tree like a spider web.

During this process, as the meaning of death on the black sword continued to erode, a surging force of vitality also continued to emerge during this process.

Until the end of the two mutual destruction, when the sword light representing the death was completely shattered, the building wood that originally exuded vitality also fell apart in the withering.

"Buzz!"

After everything dissipated, only a dead branch fell from the mid-air and appeared in Situ Hua's hand.

"You really don't want me to revive this dead branch into a complete building tree."

Looking at the branches in front of him, Situ Hua's face darkened, his eyes became extremely complicated, and he had the urge to curse.

Although the scene just now was like a sudden glimpse, the moment it appeared, it took root in his mind.

He could see clearly that the sword light, which represented annihilation, contained an extremely condensed evil spirit.

The power of that demonic aura seems to exceed that of the Demon Lord in the Dongxu realm.

In this way, the reason why this building was destroyed was because of the evil calamity.

"It's just that I am a demon myself, if it weren't for the fact that I have practiced the Niyuan Jue and the Nine Transformations of Lingyuan.

It is impossible to condense the human body.

Now, I still want to understand the artistic conception that represents the power of vitality, so as to save the dead wood in front of me.

I'm afraid that once I reveal my true origin, I will be sucked dry by the stone platform beneath me. "

Thinking of this, Situ Hua looked at the chains binding his footsteps, feeling shocked and frightened.

He is a demon. Devouring is his instinct. Saving lives and healing the wounded is not his specialty at all.

But now, he must learn to save lives and heal wounds.

this.

"I wonder where the Lord is now. Was he brought here by the eagle puppet?"

Thinking of this, Situ Hua couldn't help but look around.

Although he knew that there was heavy fog in front of him, there was still a trace of expectation in his eyes.

In his opinion, his hope of understanding was extremely slim, but Ji Yi was completely different.

This ruthless master of his was able to understand the incomparable skill of the Nine Transformations of Lingyuan just by reading the fragments of the Niyuan Jue, and was able to complete his realm after becoming a god.

If you were here, you would definitely be able to understand the artistic conception needed to revive this dead tree.

"If that doesn't work, we can just arrest that guy Situ Qing.

Although this guy has a lot to say, he may be able to come back to life from a corpse that has been dead for more than two thousand years.

Thinking about it, it is also suitable for understanding the Tao contained in this wooden tablet. "

After thinking about it for a while, Situ Hua let out a long sigh and could only bite the bullet and start to understand.

He didn't know where Lin Yi and Situ Qing were at the moment, but if he wanted to get out of trouble now, he could only choose to believe in himself.