Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 223: The Sacred Tree Fire Pavilion
Yang Zhu took out the Golden Crow sacred tree, and the leaves on the tree were shaking. There was real fire boiling in the tree, and the temperature was so terrifying that even the void became illusory.

"This is a good place for you to comprehend the mysteries of the scriptures."

Yang Zhu took Tongtong to the deepest part of the sacred tree, and the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi and others followed closely behind.

"What a magical place! No wonder those little birds are so powerful."

Duan De only took a glance and realized how extraordinary and magical this place was.

The Golden Crow Sacred Tree is not only a part of the elixir of immortality, it also contains some of the imprint of the elixir, and some mysteries can also be glimpsed from it.

Moreover, there are many array patterns arranged here, layered and crisscrossed, all of which were created by the great sage Lao Jinwu. You can imagine how powerful it is.

"The mixed-haired bird has a fire body. It's hard not to become stronger if it practices in a place like this for a long time."

The big black dog muttered. Although he usually called them mixed-breed birds, there was no doubt that the Golden Crow clan was indeed powerful enough.

If they did not have the strength of Gu Tianshu and the supreme imperial weapon in hand, even the holy places in the Eastern Wilderness would be unable to do anything to them.

"I've read in ancient books that the Jinwu tribe is said to have a close relationship with the Fusang Immortal Tree. Could it be that the sacred tree is in this star region?"

The eyes of the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi flashed. She listened to everyone's conversation along the way and knew something more or less, so she asked.

The sacred tree of the Jinwu tribe is a section of the Fusang tree trunk, and the Jinwu is based in this star field, which means that the Fusang sacred tree is most likely here.

"Of course, and three years ago, he was subdued by the Emperor's son, and he also obtained the inheritance of the Sun Saint Emperor from him, so he came here to question the crime for this little guy."

The big black dog was very patient with the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi and told her what happened in detail.

"I'm afraid only the Imperial Weapon and the Elixir of Immortality can interest you so much."

Hearing this, the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Zhu with her beautiful eyes, and just smiled indifferently, not feeling too surprised.

After all, he even dared to snatch the Enlightenment Tea Tree from the Immortal Mountain...

“The more the merrier.”

Yang Zhu smiled. The magical thing called the elixir of immortality must be had as much as possible!

"Brother Yang, I want to..."

At this time, Duan De came over with a bright, almost flattering smile on his face. He glanced at the others and did not finish the rest of his words.

"You want to use this place to bury him?" Yang Zhu understood.

"The one who understands me is Brother Yang!"

Duan De nodded repeatedly, smiling from ear to ear. He didn't have any hope of reaching the Fusang sacred tree, but he wanted to give the Golden Crow sacred tree under his feet a try.

The ancestral land of the Jinwu tribe, plus the fact that it could be used as a place for retreat by a great sage, how could it be simple?
He had just carefully studied the terrain here and could say that he was quite satisfied!

"You are too polite, Taoist priest. If the time comes, just tell me."

Yang Zhu nodded without hesitation. He and Duan De had known each other for a long time, so this was nothing to him.

"Hahaha, then I would like to thank Brother Yang very much!"

Duan De laughed loudly. With the divine coffin in the Ice and Snow Palace and this precious land, he finally had a good place to bury his body this time.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Li Tian was confused and asked curiously.

He is a devilish man who does things in an unconventional way and often harms beautiful women. He is notorious in Ziwei and when he gets ruthless, he will even hunt down his own senior brothers.

But in front of Duan De and Big Black Dog, he had to restrain his arrogance and not be too presumptuous.

After years of getting along with them, he knew clearly that these two guys were not easy to deal with, so he didn't dare to provoke them casually. The big black dog had great attainments in formations, and I'm afraid that even if you searched all over Ziwei, there would be no one who could match him.

There was once a king who was at the level of the Third Immortal Slashing Dao, and was nearly killed by the Great Emperor Killing Formation he had set up. He then lost half of his life before escaping with a dying breath.

Duan De was also unmatched in exploring the terrain and finding tombs. He could tell whether there was a large tomb just by looking at it.

If they don't like you, they will dig up your ancestral grave within a few days. You are so notorious that few people dare to mess with you if you dig up Ziwei.

Moreover, these two are both very wicked and immoral. If you mess with them, you will be in big trouble.

"Go, go, what do you know?"

The unscrupulous Taoist priest glanced at him, then wandered around on his own, carefully examining his burial site. He was very satisfied and nodded repeatedly.

The Golden Crow’s habitat was very vast, and it took the giant two hours to reach the deepest part.

"Old Jinwu's retreat place!"

In front of you is a fire pavilion made from the trunk of a sacred tree. It is hundreds of feet high, majestic and profound, ancient and majestic, and covered with many shining patterns.

The Fire Pavilion is surrounded by golden divine fire, which is hot and pure and can burn everything. Any wisp of it can kill a Saint Lord-level strongman. It is extremely terrifying.

"This divine fire is too terrifying. We can't get close to it."

Li Tian and others, facing the Fire Pavilion covered with raging real fire, felt a burst of heat in their bodies, their blood flowed faster, and they were almost ignited.

Yang Zhu waved his hand, and divine light enveloped the few people. The heat disappeared instantly, and they were isolated and felt a lot more relaxed.

Boom boom boom...

The door was pushed open, making a heavy sound that echoed in the empty hall, like rolling thunder, which made several people's hearts tremble.

Inside the pavilion, there were carved beams and painted buildings. The thirty-six pillars were several feet thick and were engraved with golden crows. Each of them had its own unique posture, looking unruly and looking down on everyone...

Each Golden Crow was glowing with a little luster, and looked lifelike, with divine fire running around, adding an inexplicable characteristic to it, as if it would come alive at any time.

"These should be left by Jinwuzu."

Yang Zhu paused, his eyes fell on those patterns, from which he felt a majestic and unique imprint, which was very strange.

Unconsciously, the sacred Fusang tree appeared in his mind. On the tree, there was a ball of fire that was as dazzling as the sun.

The overwhelming pressure it exuded melted the surrounding void, and even the traces of the Tao were not spared and were all ignited.

Yang Zhu seemed to be petrified, staring at the sun without blinking, following its circling trajectory, and gradually comprehending a true meaning...

"Golden Crow's strength should not be underestimated. He was arranged by the Holy Emperor to guard the Fusang Sacred Tree in order to train him..."

By the time Yang Zhu came to his senses, several days had passed. The Jinwu clan had become known and heard of by people in Ziwei and other places. There must be a reason for this.

During these few days, Yang Zhu gained a lot of insights from the engraved patterns, and he also vaguely knew that the power of the Golden Crow Ancestor was far beyond the reach of the old Golden Crow.

"Emperor's son, there is a seal underneath, and we can't break it."

Seeing Yang Zhu come back to his senses from his reflection, the big black dog ran over excitedly.

During the days when Yang Zhu was seeking enlightenment, the few of them did not dare to leave the Fire Pavilion and could only wander around inside.

They found a big door at the deepest part, which was decorated with terrible formations and had the mark of the old Golden Crow left. Even if they joined forces, it was useless.

(End of this chapter)