Chapter 342: Times 342

C_t; Zhimu priest's expression cracked, and instantly raised the idea of ​​returning. () But of course it is impossible, the goods have been handed over on the spot, he also gave the slave mark... Yes, the slave imprint!
"To be honest, if you want Yuan Jing coins, then do something well. Keep up with it!" The priest of Zhimu was perfunctory, and did not take the tree man's request seriously.
The tree male listened to the priest who had already promised, and Xin was pleased to keep up.
The Yincheng people admired the temple but did not fear. They saw that the priests and priests dressed in priest costumes walked by. Most of them simply said hello. The Zhimu did not respond, and they did not care.
At this time, the sky is dark, but the square is still very bright.
The tree man looked up and found that at every distance in the square, there was a straight wood about two meters high. The top of the straight wood had leaves and flowers, the leaves were as big as a palm, and the flowers were like human fists, and the leaves and flowers were soft and bright. The yellow-white halo is much better than the torch.
"Oh, this tree is really good, natural street light. This is. When we go back, we must remember to walk a few." There was a sudden sigh in the brain.
"Mer?" The tree man responded in the brain, and the whole person was excited.
"You are careful, try to stay here for a while, I feel that the energy is very abundant here, it is good for you and me to recover the injury."
"Good!" The tree man did not pay attention.
Zhimu turned her head. "Who are you talking to?"
The lack of common sense of the tree male, but the wisdom has not disappeared, he pointed to the straight wood, straight to the ground: "Good-looking."
"I haven't seen it? It was a lampwood, a gift given to me by the Changsheng Muzu long time ago." Zhimu suddenly coughed and his face was a bit unnatural. In the sound city, there are gifts from the Changshengmu people, and as a result, he has made the mixed-race children a slave.
The tree man did not find this. He was calling for silence in his mind, but he ignored him.
"Go fast, you will do well in the future, I will let you go out." Zhimu speeded up.
The tree man also followed, but this did not prevent him from looking around.
Perhaps because of the light source at night, the various markets around the square are still very lively at this time, and songs, music and laughter can be heard from time to time.
But the square is very large. When I walked to the center, I couldn't hear much noise. It was very quiet under the shrine that was supported by twelve thick stone pillars. There were many people sitting under the temple.
The tree man looked up at the high temple, and wanted to go up. The Zhimu priest turned back and urged him again: "Hurry up, follow me."
Going to the center of the temple, a low voice sang in the mouth of the priest.
The central ground opens to reveal a pool.
"Come in." Zhimu took the lead into the pool.
The tree man stared at the pool and looked at it for a while. He was stunned by the mother and walked into the pool.
Strangely, their feet floated on the water without stepping into the water.
The Zhimu gave another low humming.
When the singer just fell, what the tree man heard, the water in the pool under his feet suddenly filled with an invisible force, and they were sent to the temple above.
Shunan didn't feel scared, but he was very curious, staring at his feet and watching, and wanted to see what was holding them up.
There is a hint of surprise on the face of Zhimu, the strange tree man is calm, usually the first time people who use the sonic pool will be shocked, and few people can stand firm like a tree man. []
"Are you a few fighters?" Zhimu couldn't help but ask.
The tree man looked up and looked at the ground of the temple above the head. There was a big hole that made strange light. If people kept staring at the spiral light, they would soon be dizzy. But the tree man has been staring at him, and when he passed through the big hole, he felt a hint of resistance readings;
"What is this?" asked the tree curiously.
Zhimu thought that he did not hear the problem he had just made, and the matter of entrance and exit did need to be explained. He explained half of the warning: "This is a sound hole. You don't see this hole as if there is nothing, but if it is without a temple. Once the allowed person or thing tries to enter the temple through this sound hole, the body and soul will be immediately smashed. Remember, without my permission, you can't leave the temple casually, even if you have my soul on your forehead. The imprint is the same, it will only protect you from being killed, but will not let you pass."
Sound hole. Shunan remembered a new term.
Passing through the sound hole is the first floor of the temple. The entire temple is built around the middle of the sound hole. There is no ladder in the temple. You want to pass the middle sound hole in the middle of the temple.
There are carved stone pillar railings around the sound wave hole. After the railing, there is a circle of streets. After the street is the place where the temples and the gods live and work.
The tree man raised his head violently, and he felt what it was calling him, and this time it became very strong and clear.
That is what is here!
At the same time, somewhere in the temple, a pair of black holes broke open, but then a painful embarrassment.
The priest of the Zhimu did not notice the abnormality of the tree man. He shared the common sense of slavery: "The first floor to the third floor are all gods, the first level is low, the second level is intermediate, the third level is advanced. The fourth floor The above is the site of the priest, I am on the fourth floor. Without my permission on the fifth floor or above, you can never go up, otherwise I will not be able to save you if you are killed."
The tree man returns to God, speculating: Is the Zhimu priest probably a lower priest? The fifth floor is the middle priest, the sixth floor is the senior, and the seventh floor is the more powerful priest? What is the number that calls him on the first floor?

How many layers are there?

Zhimu casually answered: "Nine floors."
Silence made a sigh in his mind. "I don't want to go to the top nine cities. Fortunately, I came to learn more. I will make our Jiuyuan better later."
"Nine original?"
"That is your tribe, my leader."
I am the leader of a tribe? There are some vague scenes in the tree male brain, and a thick teenager's face appears repeatedly.
Is that silent? But who is the silver-haired old man?
The Zhimu did not realize that there was another spiritual body around him. She took the tree male directly to the fourth floor, crossed a gap that was specially left over the railing, crossed the street and walked to a wooden door. "This is Will you use the power of the soul in my home? If so, leave your soul mark here."
Zhimu pointed to a position on the door.
The tree man doesn't know how to use his own soul, but he still put his hand to the past.
After a while, the Zhimu pushed open the door. "It becomes a weak force in your soul. It is less than three levels. It seems that your blood level will not exceed four."
Zhimu felt that the tree man's blood ability was a bit low, but he was also relieved that he could still deal with the four-level wood warrior.
Behind the door is a small world that the tree man did not think of.
Even the silence in his mind gave a horror.
Once inside, it is a room like a restaurant. Most of the furniture inside is made of wood, and a small part is made of stone. The kitchen on the left, the passage on the right, and several rooms.
The room was not dark, and there was a large vase on the wooden table with the flowers and leaves of the lampwood, like a table lamp, and the surroundings were bright.
What surprised the man and the man was that there was a big plantation in front of the restaurant and there were lights in the plantation.
Zhimu led the tree man to the right channel and pushed open the innermost wooden door. "You will live here later."
Of course, this is a very small room with only one bed, a simple wooden cabinet, nothing else. However, it also has a door that connects to the outside plantation. If you open the door, the light is OK.
Zhimu seems to wait for the general, let the tree man put his package into the slave's room, he will take him to the plantation.
Can the tree man did not put down the parcel, Zhimu satirized a smile, what the baby actually could not bear to let go, but he did not care what the slave brought, as long as there is no harm to him.
"In the future, your main job is here." Zhimu pushed the servant's house to the plantation gate and walked into the plantation. "Be careful, don't step on any herbs!"
The tree man bows and the plantation has a small road. Be careful not to step on the herb.
Turning his head to the right, this is probably the outward side of the temple. From the position where he stood, you can see the west of the city.
"What are you looking at? Not coming over soon!" Zhimu was so angry that she felt that the slave was not obedient.
The tree man wants to stay in this temple, and does not care about the mother-in-law calling him, speeding up his steps and walking to him.
Zhimu glanced at him. "You'd better be diligent, if you don't want to be hungry!"
Hungry is a big problem. Shunan nodded seriously and said that he would be very diligent.
The mother-in-law’s anger subsided slightly and pointed to the next plant of the finger.
Let me see your ability, ripen this herb, I want to get its seeds.

The tree man looked down and held a finger.
"What do you mean?" Zhimu looked at the slender fingers that stood in front of her and didn't understand.
"One yuan coin."
Zhimu, "..."
Shu Man looked at him very firmly, his face clearly and plainly told the other party: there is no yuan coin, not working.
Zhimu was furious. "Do you know that you are my slave?! Do you want me to punish you?"
Shunan still looked at him very firmly.
Zhimu inhales and immediately launches the soul mark to punish the tree man.
One penalty, no response. Again, no response.
How is this going? His soul imprint is still there, he can feel it!
"He punish you." Mo's voice seemed weak, "I'm going to hold on, beat him reads ;!"
There was an inexplicable joy and anger in the tree man’s heart. He thought he was protecting himself, but in fact his silence has been protecting him.
The tree man kneels down/body and touches the herbs.
Zhimu thought that the punishment was effective, and sneered: "It’s really a bone, so you can work hard and don’t want to do it. I have to punish you."
But the last word hasn't finished yet, and the godmother suddenly screams, "Ah! What have you done! What have you done!"
Shunan stood up and held the grass in his hand. He pulled the herb out of the soil.
Zhimu suddenly thundered, "I want to punish you! You are a shameless, lazy, slippery slave! I want you to know the price of doing stupid things!"
"boom!"
Zhimu screamed, her body leaned back, and she stepped back a few steps, and her hand caught her nose.
"How are you, how dare you?!" The mother was unbelievable, and the nosebleed dripped down his fingers.
The most unfortunate thing is that he also trampled a few herbs in the retrogression.
The tree man slowly recovered the huge fist. Mo said, to beat him.
"The slave imprint is not effective for you?" The poor priest priest finally reacted.
"Working, you have to give Yuanjing coins." Think about it, the tree man added a sentence: "I still want to eat."
Your mother! I want to return it!
The Zhimu priest hated the pole, the slave trader, even lie to him! No wonder there is such a good product not to open the auction, but to find him alone, this product has a problem! The slave trader must know!
That's right, he remembers this person. He knew that there were other priests and aristocratic support behind the man. He couldn't move him now, wait, and he will surely take back the shame and grievances he received today when he rises to the high priest.
"I will give you Yuan Jing coins, are you willing to work?" Zhimu squinted at her nose and nodded, no matter what, first smashed this test. Since this tree-man mixed blood will work if there is a Yuanjing coin, then he will give him Yuanjing coins, and waited for this test... Hey!
The tree man nodded.
The mother-in-law took out a skin pouch and poured out a few first-class yuan crystal coins. "Give it to you, restore the strain in your hand, and all the strains that I have stepped on. The skin in your hand is called the skin, I Want its fruit."
"Kochia scoparia, fruit from August to October, the dried fruit has anti-allergic and antibacterial effects." In the tree male brain science, "give him, the herbs in this plantation are good, you secretly collect A little seed and the like."
Shunan took over the Yuanjing coins and shook his head. He refused to do it.
"What do you mean?" The Zhimu really wants to collapse. "I will give you Yuanjing coins. What do you want?"
"Not this."
"What is not this?" Knowing motherhood is confused.
The tree man raised the Yuanjing coin and seriously said: "You are not giving this to the non-, I want the kind of yuan coin."
The expression of the mother has cracked to the extent that it can no longer be cracked. "Your mother! Do you know that it is a few grades of crystal coins? You want me to plant a herb and I want a six-level crystal coin?!"
A lot of six-level crystal coins? The tree man does not understand.
Silence burst into laughter in his mind, "A war, don't be so embarrassed, just a skin of the skin, not a rare herb, ripening it will not cost you much energy, accept him a second-level crystal coin on the line Others, I will help you see."
Shunan took the initiative to cut the price, indicating that a second-level crystal coin can be.
The mother-in-law grinds, and finally draws a second-level crystal coin to let the tree man ripen the skin.
Other herbs that were trampled on were very common. This time, the tree man generously collected only one yuan coin.
Zhimu sees this tree mixed with blood, although it is not controlled by the slave imprint, but the ability to control the growth of those plants is really nothing to say, flowering will bloom, and as a result, the buds will be given to the shoots. He also forced himself to endure first.
Therefore, the good life of the tree man in the war in the temple of the city to grow medicine to earn yuan coins has thus opened the curtain.