Vol 13 Chapter 22: 1 young monk
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The Earth Is My Dantian
- Girl in Short Skirt
- 1251 characters
- 2021-03-04 05:43:56
The source of Longze Great Yuan, Ye Sheng walked for three full days. m.
Three days later, the source of Longze Great Yuan appeared in front of him, and Ye Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past three days, the peaceful Longze Great Abyss flooded into countless people, many of them came for Ye Sheng, wanting to find the trace of Ye Sheng, like a report from the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.
In the Heavenly Demon Holy Land, countless people, demons, and plant spirits all entered the Heavenly Demon Holy Land. The entire Heavenly Demon Holy Land was divided into two, some continued to capture the beast Qilin, and the other to kill Ye Sheng.
The people and demons who came to kill Ye Sheng were very powerful, the sixth level of the virtual world, the seventh level of the virtual world, the eighty percent of the virtual world, etc...
Ye Sheng defeated six Void Realms and killed five, which has attracted the attention of the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.
No one dared to underestimate Ye Sheng.
With their influx, it became a bit difficult for Ye Sheng to hurry. He didn't want to continue to conflict with the Heavenly Demon Holy Land without breaking through the fourth layer of the Void Realm.
Ye Sheng hides himself, uses the keen perception of the Void Demon King, avoids them, and arrives at the source of Longze Great Yuan.
A flaming phoenix tree forest appeared in front of Ye Sheng's eyes.
Ye Sheng was shocked and said, "Finally."
The Void Great Demon said with joy: "Ye Sheng, here is the opportunity for you to break through the fourth floor of the Void Realm."
Ye Sheng nodded, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and strode over.
The phoenix forest is at the source of Longze Great Yuan, and countless thick rhizomes are rooted in Longze Great Yuan. Some phoenix trees are incredibly large, beyond Ye Sheng's imagination.
Three hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years...
Even in the center, Ye Sheng vaguely saw a five-thousand-year-old phoenix tree, old, vicissitudes of life, and huge leaves, but for some reason, the phoenix tree did not become refined.
rustle! rustle!
Ye Sheng stepped on the maple leaves and made a noise. The entire phoenix tree forest was covered with maple leaves, layer by layer, the rot underneath, the fresh fall, and so on.
Ye Sheng walked lightly, stepping on the maple leaf, walking unhurriedly, vigilant around him.
The closer Ye Sheng was to the center of the Wutong Forest, the more cautious Ye Sheng restrained his inner joy.
It took two hours before Ye Sheng saw the huge phoenix tree.
The huge phoenix tree occupies an area of more than ten li in a radius. Under the shadow, there is no second phoenix tree surviving nearby.
Ye Sheng saw Wutong and also people.
Under the huge phoenix tree, a young man was raising his head with his hands folded, looking at the phoenix tree.
This is a monk.
A young monk.
A young monk with a good cultivation base.
Ye Sheng didn't even notice the specific level of the virtual realm cultivation base.
Wearing a crescent-white robes, he set off his extraordinary beauty. This is still a monk with a very beautiful appearance and a handsome face.
The young monk folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and looked at the huge phoenix tree religiously.
Ye Sheng walked slowly, he must have heard it.
But he did not move at all, still looking up at this parasol tree.
Ye Sheng walked to his side, only a hundred meters apart, he was still unguarded, and he didn't seem to worry about Ye Sheng sneak attacking him.
Ye Sheng did not attack either. A martial arts writer in the previous life told Ye Sheng that women, children, and monks in the rivers and lakes are the least to provoke.
Since they dared to walk the rivers and lakes and did not defend themselves, they must have their own means.
So Ye Sheng came over and looked at this huge phoenix tree calmly.
The wind blew the leaves and swayed, and they fell on the ground. Ye Sheng and the handsome monk were silent between each other. Under the sycamore leaves in the sky, there was a kind of quiet beauty.
"Under the baptism of time, Gu Shu told me angrily that its vitality has been robbed." Suddenly, the handsome monk spoke.
Ye Sheng closed his eyes and listened quietly. There was a kind of silent grief in the surrounding world.
This huge phoenix tree is crying, its unwillingness, its grievances, its grief and anger...
The young and handsome monk didn’t care about Ye Sheng’s refusal to answer, but continued:
It’s been born five thousand four hundred years ago. It’s all here, never left, never harmed people, and never had any bad thoughts."
Ye Sheng opened his eyes and said, "But it's still dead."
The young and handsome monk nodded and said: "It died. It died a month ago. It died silently. In the dead world, there is no sorrow for anyone or anything."
Ye Sheng stepped forward and reached out and stroked the skin of this parasol tree.
Old and rough, this is the first feeling.
heat!
fiery!
This is the second feeling.
And the second feeling quickly covers the first feeling.
The parasol is dead.
It died in this heat.
It was incredibly hot, Ye Sheng raised his head and saw a united world.
The phoenix perched on the phoenix tree, nirvana, and took away the spirituality of the phoenix tree.
"It's still ten years away. After ten years, it will be transformed into a leader of the plant elves and a miracle in the world." The young and handsome monk said.
His expression was very calm, as if he was talking about a common thing, but his tone was so heavy that Ye Sheng could feel his grief and anger.
"Where are you monk?" Ye Sheng asked.
"Dalin Temple, wood industry monk." The young and handsome monk nodded gently and said, "Ye Sheng donor is good."
"Do you know me?" Ye Sheng said in amazement ~EbookFREE.me~Dalin Temple is not a small force either. Ye Sheng, who is famous in the Central Plains, still knows the little monk. "Monk Wood Industry said.
"Monk, you just said so much, that means you know what happened here?" Ye Sheng asked with his hands behind his back.
"Little monk knows." Monk Wood Industry nodded.
"Does anyone else know besides you?" Ye Sheng asked, looking at the young and handsome monk.
"No, only the little monk." Monk Wood Industry shook his head.
"Only you, do you want a phoenix?" Ye Sheng asked immediately.
"I don't want a phoenix, but I want the life of a phoenix, and apologize for this phoenix tree." The wood industry monk whispered softly.
"I want Phoenix, how about I kill Phoenix for you?" Ye Sheng smiled faintly and said.
"The little monk accepted the phoenix tree's request and solved the phoenix for it, and then all subsequent gifts were given to the little monk. This is a deal." The wood industry monk shook his head.
Ye Sheng smiled and said, "That is to fight a fight to resolve the dispute between us. I have to decide the origin of Phoenix Nirvana."
"The little monk also wants to ask for advice. How powerful is the well-known Ye Sheng donor?" The monk Muye said with a serious face, his monk's robe slowly bulged.
"It's more powerful than you think. You can try it." Ye Sheng narrowed his eyes and stepped out. The wind was surging behind him, and the maple leaves were rolled up like rain, and they were sprinkled. It was very spectacular.
The monk Mu Ye put his hands together and said, "Ye Sheng, the donor, the little monk asks for mercy."