The Emperor is Above

Chapter 536 I can only ask you for this matter!

In the end, Qing Yi was unable to give names to all the spirits in Linggu.

Qing Yi was shocked that the million people were only a small part of the Linggu Spiritual Clan.

If just a small act of naming can win the favor of millions of elves, it will certainly be a very cost-effective deal.

Unfortunately, it was not yet dusk, and Qing Yi's arms were aching from writing when the blue bird once again brought the urging of Grandma Hua.

"Tweet-"

The small bluebird was flying rapidly in front of his eyes, obviously trying to express something, but Qing Yi was completely confused.

The White Ape’s expression changed drastically. “Oh no! The evil god’s head is getting restless again. Boy, your dragon eagle will stay here. Come with me now.”

Before Qing Yi could react, the White Ape grabbed Qing Yi's arm, jumped onto the ferocious bird he had caught before, and flew straight into the depths of the Spirit Valley.

Mr. Qingyu also invited Shi Dazhu and Mountain Cat Dabao to jump onto his first-grade ferocious birds and follow closely behind Mr. White Ape. His elegant face was now tense.

Qing Yi was held in the hands of the White Ape. He could clearly feel the frightening strength of the old ape's physique, and his heart was filled with more and more yearning for the power of the holy realm.

Since there is no choice, just bear with it for now. Looking down at the scenery of Linggu from a high altitude, the mountains and rivers are magnificent. The lush green mountains are even more outstanding against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds.

After going around a mountain, there was a lake below, but there were waves above the lake without any wind. A bloody resentment was rising from the lake, as if there was some terrible monster hidden underneath.

However, Mr. Qingyu's expression changed: "Grandma Hua, Mr. Wu Liu, and Mr. Shui Jing have already rushed over. It seems that the evil god's head has eroded the formation a lot this time."

After flying over the lake, Qing Yi became more and more surprised. As the first-grade ferocious bird flapped its wings and flew quickly, the concentration of spiritual energy in the spiritual valley became stronger and stronger, which also meant that the level of the spiritual domain was getting higher and higher.

In particular, the entire Linggu is winding and has complex and varied terrain with nine valleys and eighteen ravines, steep mountains and huge trees, but in the very center is a huge green peak.

No! That is definitely not a mountain.

Qing Yi was shocked to find that the mountain at the core of the entire Linggu was clearly a towering tree.

There is a book called "Strange Stories" in the library of the Imperial College: Between the Black Water, in the Duguan Plain, on top of Lingqiu, there grows the Jianmu tree, which is more than ten thousand feet high and is supported by the gods up to the sky.

No one has seen how tall the legendary Jianmu is, but the towering tree in front of us is in no way inferior to the majestic and tall Jianmu.

It is unknown how many thousand feet high it is, majestic and magnificent, piercing the sky, and its crown is hidden in the clouds and mist, vaguely visible.

The trunk displayed in front of people has a diameter of at least a thousand feet, which is many times taller than the twin peaks of Shangjianmen. The bark is full of vicissitudes and antiquity, and it is unknown how many tens of thousands of years it has been there.

The trunks of the giant trees are rugged and covered with dust, and large tracts of magical flowers and rare grasses grow on them. In such an environment with extremely rich spiritual energy, even an ordinary weed would have long become a peerless medicinal treasure.

The first time he saw the giant tree, Qing Yi guessed in his heart that this must be Mr. Duanmu's real body, an ancient spiritual tree that had lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

Part of the tree crown appeared under the clouds, covering an area of ​​thousands of feet. The branches were thick and the leaves were lush and vigorous, full of vitality.

Wisps of white spiritual energy flowed between the leaves and condensed into drops of dew. A lush jungle grew thousands of feet around them. Even Qing Yi was unable to judge the level of the spiritual energy.

"Eh? Isn't that Mr. Wu Liu's real body?"

Qing Yi suddenly noticed that there was a very inconspicuous willow tree at the foot of the towering tree. This huge willow tree, which was five or six hundred feet tall, had all the attention stolen by Mr. Duanmu's real body.

Next to the giant willow tree, Qing Yi was surprised to see that Granny Hua's true form was actually an old tree stump covered with bright flowers, which was obviously different from the incarnation of the spirit in the Divine Lord's Spiritual Domain. It was supposed to be a brief exchange of pleasantries when meeting for the first time, but at this moment no one could waste time, and all their energy was invested in the altar in front of them.

"cry--"

Before the ferocious bird beneath him hit the ground, Qing Yi jumped down with the White Ape.

In front of me is an extremely ancient altar, which covers an area of ​​a thousand feet.

The altars were all built with extremely solid golden drum stones, each of which was ten feet long and wide, and was engraved with densely packed mysterious runes. Even Qing Yi, who had read a lot of books, could not decipher all of them.

After thousands of years of erosion by wind and rain, as well as the erosion of the evil god's head sealed in the formation, the originally smooth golden drum stone had long since become bumpy.

The mysterious and complex runes of the formation also became dimmer and incomplete, greatly weakening the power of the formation that sealed the evil god's head.

The White Ape didn't care about the surging evil spirit above the altar at all. He jumped directly to the second level of the altar and observed with a frown. The five-foot green sword on his back flashed with spiritual light and avoided the evil spirit. This was obviously one of the reasons why the old ape was not afraid.

"Snapped--"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of stones breaking from the altar. Lord White Ape turned his head sharply and said solemnly:

"Just now, another rune collapsed, and eight other runes have become much dimmer. If this continues, within three years, the formation will no longer be able to suppress it!"

“I’m afraid it won’t last three years!”

Mr. Shuijing, dressed in a grey robe, did not have the slightest laziness on his face at this moment, and his eyes were full of solemnity and seriousness.

He carefully examined the rune formations on the altar, and then said with a worried look on his face, "Over the past eight years, the runes have been breaking faster and faster. At the beginning, only one rune broke every six months.

Starting from the fourth year, one collapsed every three months. Six years ago, one collapsed every month. This year, one collapsed in less than half a month. If this continues, within two years, the formation will lose its sealing effect!"

"Huh? There should be a statue on this altar, right?"

Qing Yi walked around the altar and found two short and thick stone pillars in the middle of the altar, which were clearly the ankles of a stone statue.

Mr. Qingyu's expression flashed, and he nodded and said, "Yes, there was originally a statue of the god of war with a human body and a bull's head on this altar.

It's a pity that it was suddenly destroyed for some reason thousands of years ago! Otherwise, with the statue of the god of war suppressing it, no matter how powerful the evil god's head was, it would never be able to break free from the seal!"

Hearing Mr. Qingyu's evasive words and the strange expressions on Mr. Baiyuan and Mr. Shuijing's faces, it was obvious that this was most likely done by Mr. Duanmu himself.

Perhaps it also involves the conflict between the God of Wood, Ju Mang, and the God of War, Jiang You, otherwise Mr. Wu Liu would definitely have something to say.

As for Granny Hua, she didn't say anything because she had been facing Mr. Duanmu's real body with her eyes closed, communicating with him through his divine thoughts. After a long time, she opened her eyes and said with disappointment, "Mr. Duanmu's soul still hasn't returned from the Taixu Starry Sky. I'm afraid we can't hold on that long."

"Long Cheng Yi Yaqing, I can only leave this matter to you!"

Following Granny Hua's words, Mr. Wu Liu, Mr. White Ape, Mr. Qing Yu, and Mr. Shui Jing all cast complicated looks at Qing Yi.

They didn't know whether the young man in front of them could completely solve the hidden danger that Duanmu Jun had been unable to solve for nearly ten thousand years, but since he had won the favor of Mu Ling, perhaps it was really possible.

(End of this chapter)