The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 146: Indus Sacred Tree, Wood-type Heavenly Spiritual Root
A shot forced Wu Yulie back. Bai Buhui panted and looked at the green light beam with an inexplicable expression.

She didn't know what the light beam represented, and whether the situation with Zhang Jingyuan and An Qingxian was good or bad.

But the only good thing is that An Qingxian did not take over Wu Yulie's body at this time, which at least meant that the worst ending did not happen.

When Zhang Jingyuan sneaked in before, An Qing came over specifically to tell her that Zhang Jingyuan almost died in his sneak attack, but he didn't expect that Zhang Jingyuan had such a powerful protective restraint, so he missed the mark.

And said something, but it doesn't matter, he will bring Zhang Jingyuan to see her soon.

Although he knew that this was just a ploy by An Qing to disturb her state of mind, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous about Zhang Jingyuan.

After all, Zhang Jingyuan was facing a half-step golden elixir like An Qingxian, and even she was not sure of victory.

And if Zhang Jingyuan, a talented young man with such insight into world affairs and extraordinary opportunities, died here, it would be a great loss to the entire Yunhai Galaxy.

She had even thought before that if possible, she hoped Zhang Jingyuan would join the Taoist Academy.

I believe that with Zhang Jingyuan's intelligence and the sophistication and ruthlessness that he didn't know where he got it from, the Taoist school will not be so miserable when facing the oppression and suppression of the sect.

Thinking of this, she really felt angry and sad about her misfortune.

Ever since she established the foundation and was no longer a Taoist student, the Taoist students began to be suppressed and beaten by the sect disciples.

Although she knew that this was the normal battle between the Taoist Academy and the sect, and her appearance was an abnormal miracle, every time she saw this scene, she would arrest those disciples and train them severely.

However, those who can enter the Taoist Academy are mostly from mortal families. Although there are some people with outstanding talents, the resources available to them are too few.

Therefore, under the foundation building, it is difficult to be the opponent of these immortal disciples.

Shaking his head to get rid of these messy thoughts in his mind, Bai Buhui looked at Wu Yulie with a determined expression.

Instead of thinking about what will happen after Zhang Jingyuan joins the Taoist Academy, it is better to think of a way to kill Wu Yulie first, otherwise everything he thinks will be empty talk.

Although Wu Yulie's strength at this time was not as good as hers, he had been turned into a puppet and lost all his consciousness.

This is both a weakness and a strength.

Because while Wu Yulie's strength has been reduced a lot, he has become more fierce and fearless of death and pain.

Wu Yulie had been hit at least three or four times just now. With her full blow, her chest was penetrated by a bullet. As for the scars on other parts of her body, there were countless others.

If it were a normal monk, at this time, he would either kowtow and admit defeat, or he would think of a way to escape.

How can they be like puppets, they will all die together, regardless of their own life or death.

So no matter how powerful she was, she couldn't break through Wu Yulie's blockage at this moment.

Obviously An Qing had this idea in mind first, otherwise she would be seriously injured if the two Foundation Establishment Perfectionists attacked her at the same time.

"In this case, I can only kill you as soon as possible!"

Glancing at the green beam of light, Bai Buhui muttered silently in his heart, hoping that Zhang Jingyuan could hold on, then he jumped up and stabbed Wu Yulie in the head with a spear. The flame flowers covered the sky and covered the ground, as if they were about to submerge the world.

At this time, in Yanyang City.

Almost everyone put down what they were doing and looked at the huge light beam not far away that shot straight into the sky and cut through the sky. They couldn't help but talk about it.

They have lived like this for more than 100 years, not to mention eighty years. Even if they have lived dozens of lifetimes, they have never heard the old man say that there is such a wonder in Yunhua Star.

Such a wonderful scene seems to be comparable only to that time when the great power pulled two big suns to form three suns shining on the clouds.

Duan Zhongmu naturally walked out of the house without exception, looked up at the light beam, and felt uneasy in his heart.

He felt that he might have come to Yanyang City in the wrong place this time. No, he should just disappear completely in Yunhua Star like the other three bastards.

Even if he thought about it with his toes, he felt that this green light beam represented an unprecedented huge trouble, rather than an opportunity.

Or to put it another way, as an old man who is about to die and doesn’t know if he can live a good life for fifty years, what qualifications does he have to fight for the so-called opportunity?

His biggest goal now is to ensure that the inheritance of the Duan family is not extinguished. He hopes that among his descendants, there will be a golden elixir master or even a Nascent Soul monk. Then he will go to Jiuquan and meet the Duan family. The ancestors and clans can also give an explanation.

"Father, since we have determined that it is probably Jing Yuan's hand that moved this piece, why don't we take advantage of the chaos to arrest him and ask him clearly about Bai'er's death, as well as the death of Lao Liu and the others, or bring him to justice? It’s okay to kill.”

Duan Jingming, son of Duan Zhongmu, father of Duan Bai and Lord of Yongjia City, said in a deep voice. As soon as he received the message from his father, he ran straight from Yongjia City to Yanyang City in disguise, in order to avenge Duan Bai!

Thinking of this, he glanced at Duan Zhongmu with some dissatisfaction. If he hadn't stopped him before, he would have killed all the possible murderers of Bai'er, including this sixteen-year-old boy named Zhang Jingyuan.

In the case of Duan Bai, as a father, he would rather kill someone than let him go!

"You don't need to teach me about this. I don't know whether you are the father or I am the father? I recruited you from Yongjia City just for this matter."

Duan Zhongmu glanced at his son, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

He has been cautious all his life, so why did he give birth to such a stupid son? He thought that he was building the foundation, and the opposite was just a sixteen-year-old boy who had just had his spiritual roots tested, so he could do whatever he wanted, just like that?
He has been practicing for so many years and has never seen anything like a boat capsize in the gutter.

There were tens of thousands of monks at the same time as him, but he was the only one who could reach his position, even at such an old age, and still be alive and well.

What we rely on is nothing more than caution, staying calm and staying calm.

"Since that boy named Zhang could kill Old Liu, the Qi Refining Perfection Master, and Duan Ming, the five of them who cooperated tacitly in the late stage of Qi Refining like this, his strength is probably lower than that of Foundation Establishment, and he is also in the first level. Yes, if there is any back-up plan, you may not be able to take it down easily."

"That's why I want to take action with you..."

At this point, Duan Zhongmu was so angry that he slapped Duan Jingming on the back of the head when he saw that Duan Jingming wanted to talk. Duan Jingming staggered and almost fell down.

"Now even if we two foundation-building monks attack at the same time, and the opponent is just a boy who has just turned sixteen and started his spiritual practice, I don't think there is a 100% chance of winning. Why do you think you are so self-righteous and think you are just a piece of cake? It’s a plate, not worth mentioning, but you can hold it in your hands?”

Seeing that his father was really angry, Duan Jingming nodded and admitted his mistake.

"Okay, let's check the boy's specific whereabouts. Once you find it, report it to me immediately. We need to take advantage of An Qing and the three of them to be away, and do everything neatly without any surprises. "

After saying this, Duan Zhongmu waved his hand, looked at the green light beam, and sighed in his heart, hoping that things would go well.

If he had known that this was the case, he should have found a way to kill Zhang Jingyuan when he was in Liujiacun.

When he thought that Zhang Jingyuan could actually kill his own grandson and the backbone of the Duan family, and still chat and laugh with him like this, and even accept his compliments calmly, he felt a chill in his heart instantly spread out.

What kind of ruthless mind can do this?

Even as soon as his thoughts changed, he was a little lucky that he did not attack Zhang Jingyuan directly at that time, but only planned to take action now after calling Duan Jingming over.

After all, no one knows whether Zhang Jingyuan will have something extraordinary in his hands that can threaten him.

And now that Duan Bai is gone, even if Zhang Jingyuan is killed, no one in the Duan family can continue to establish a good friendship with An Pengju, ensuring that the Duan family will not decline in the next hundred years.

To be honest, if he hadn't considered that if Zhang Jingyuan rose up in the future and surpassed him in strength, he would attack the Duan family first and eradicate it, he would really not want to deal with Zhang Jingyuan.

However, while Duan Zhongmu was struggling in his heart, Zhang Jingyuan was also shocked when he saw the green light beam bursting out from his body.

But what surprised him was not the green light beam itself, but the mini sycamore tree, or to be precise, the vast flow of information that came after the sycamore sacred tree merged into himself.

This was good, he didn't need the dog panel to check it for him. Wutong Shenmu directly told him everything.

Although there is no detailed origin of the Wutong sacred tree in the information flow just now, judging from some scenes of a few words from it, it should have been passed down for at least nine epochs.

Because he has seen traces of this sacred tree in at least nine eras, and its owners are almost all the proud men of heaven and earth, the masters of great fortune.

Its power or effect has surpassed that of heaven-level magic weapons, and even the psychic treasures are much inferior to them.

Its function is not the way of attack, but the monk's body, to be precise, it is the foundation of the avenue!
If it is absorbed into the body by a monk, it can automatically cast the foundation of the wood-based avenue for the monk.

If it were just like this, it seemed to be nothing, and it would not reflect the power of the Wutong Sacred Tree.

The reason why Zhang Jingyuan believes that its effect exceeds that of the psychic treasure is that monks who own the Wutong Divine Tree will automatically have one hundred points of wood spirit roots.

In other words, as long as the foundation of the monk's avenue is constructed from the sacred sycamore tree, he will become a wood-type spiritual root monk.

It is not that Zhang Jingyuan has never seen the method of changing the number of monks' spiritual roots and transforming them into four spiritual roots, three spiritual roots, or even true spiritual roots, but the method of directly transforming them into heavenly spiritual roots is really unheard of and unseen by him.

Moreover, although the information flow has not yet revealed too much content for him, after all, his strength is too low to withstand a more powerful information flow, but he feels that this sycamore sacred tree should have other secrets.

(End of this chapter)