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Chapter 285, Wood God Relics, I'm Actually Super Awesome

Just as Lu Yue was asking questions, the Zhuge Crossbow equipped on the wooden ox suddenly attacked.

Whoosh whoosh!
Within a breath, Zhuge Liannu condensed hundreds of transparent arrows, which came in like a swarm of bees, tearing the air apart madly. The explosions continued, one wave after another, with a terrifying momentum.

Lu Yue remained calm as a surging axe intent burst out from his body.

Clang!

Countless axes and transparent arrows collided violently in the air, sparks flying everywhere.

Suddenly, Lu Yue swung the bronze axe violently, and an unparalleled sharp axe force appeared out of nowhere, wrapped in whistling strong wind and phantom blue ghost fire, instantly igniting the world and turning it into a blazing blue sea of ​​fire, hot and strange.

One axe... two axes... three axes...

More than a dozen axes fell, and the sea of ​​fire set off wave after wave of huge waves, like a raging sea, each wave more turbulent than the last, submerging everything in front.

The sea of ​​fire, which was combined with the weak water properties, quickly corroded every part of the wooden object.

[Source Energy +1, +1...]

The mighty wooden ox and Zhuge Crossbow instantly disintegrated in the sea of ​​fire.

Lu Yue also harvested more than two hundred strands of source energy.

Everything happened so fast that the lame old carpenter and his companions had no time to react. They were all stunned and shocked.

Are they really old and out of touch with the world?
When did such a terrifying young man appear in the outside world?
Several people hurried forward to express their gratitude.

However, he learned that Lu Yue was the owner of the fairy tree.

Everyone's expressions became extremely awkward.

"Tell me, what happened? What did you do to my fairy tree?"

These people are the core members of Gongshu's lineage and should know more.

In the end, the lame old carpenter told the whole story.

It turned out that after making the wooden handle for Lu Yue, in addition to admiring the work, they also discovered that the vitality of the remaining fairy wood was gradually dissipating.

In a few hours, he would be completely dead.

Fairy wood is precious, not to mention peach wood, which is especially suitable for making magical instruments.

So these old carpenters tried to find ways to preserve the vitality of the leftover materials.

Maybe we can use the remaining materials to make the fairy peach tree grow again.

The Gongshu lineage had been dealing with wood for generations and had some experience in cultivating some wood, so they came up with this idea. They didn't know that even the second generation of longevity gods would not be able to make this fairy tree grow completely and bear fruit.

Of course, we cannot say that these people from the Gongshu lineage are ignorant.

Lu Yue learned that this was the fragment of the remains of the Wood God.

Compared to the Shoushen ruins, this place is actually more suitable for the cultivation of rare woods. Over the past thousands of years, the Gongshu lineage has used the characteristics of the ruins to revive many saplings that even the Demon Suppression Division could not save.

So theoretically speaking, it is possible to save the patient.

Therefore, the Gongshu lineage placed the remaining parts of the dying fairy tree in a place deep within the ruins, and used their profound knowledge to summon all the clan leaders of the branches and the masters of cultivating trees to take care of it day and night.

Finally, hard work paid off. The Gongshu family spent a lot of resources to preserve the vitality of the remaining materials, and the dead tree came back to life.

However, the fairy peach tree, which had experienced nirvana and rebirth, caused an even greater disaster.

A god or demigod buried in the ruins has been resurrected.

"Which wood god is buried here?" Lu Yue asked.

As for the wood god in mythology and legends, he only knew Ju Mang, who was the god of wood, spring, and the east, and was in charge of the sprouting and growth of trees.

The old carpenter hesitated and finally told Lu Yue that he was Gongshu Ban.

That is Lu Ban, the ancestor of Gongshu’s lineage.

Hearing this news, Lu Yue was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that it was Lu Ban, who is revered as the ancestor of architecture and carpentry, and is also revered as the "Saint of Ingenuity" and the "Father of Craftsmen."

Each generation of gods is not exactly the same, just like the first generation longevity god Peng Zu and the second generation longevity god Xu Santing, the former is good at fighting, and the latter is good at growing peaches.

The same is true for the God of Wood. The first generation of the God of Wood liked to plant trees, but later Lu Ban liked to cut down trees and then use them to make all kinds of exquisite objects.

Continuing to learn more, Lu Yue also learned the origin of the relic fragments.

Thousands of years ago, Lu Ban, the ancestor of the Gongshu lineage, used the second method to become a god in the ruins, and then secretly participated in a struggle with aliens.

The enemy often used various strange wooden tools to thwart many conspiracies of the aliens. In that protracted war, Lu Ban was one of the real main forces.

However, when sealing a terrifying existence, Lu Ban unfortunately died.

In order to thank Lu Ban for his contribution, several demigods from the Demon Suppression Division teamed up to find the remains of the God of Wood, cut out a piece, and buried Lu Ban's body inside.

In this way, the debris of the ruins can remain involuntarily dissipated.

Lu Ban’s descendants can also practice in it.

It has now been determined that the root cause of the disaster was the mutation caused by the remnants of the fairy wood being revived and sprouting, which led to the resurrection of the buried dead wood god.

Of course there may be some other changes.

After exchanging information, the lame old carpenter and the person who had just been chased by the wooden ox unanimously decided to go deep into the ruins according to the plan.

Lu Yue also decided to go with them to retrieve the magical tree.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

Lu Yue suddenly felt a stinging sensation like an electric shock coming from the wooden handle of the bronze axe in his hand, which became increasingly intense. Then, with a whoosh, the bronze axe automatically broke away from Lu Yue's right hand and chopped towards an old carpenter with a braid behind him.

Fortunately, Lu Yue reacted quickly and immediately put up the dome shield to block it.

The bronze axe was flung away and floated in the air, staring hungrily.

The lame old carpenter at the side slapped his thigh and shouted, "It's bad, little brother Lu Yue, I forgot to tell you, since the fragments of the ruins have mutated, even foreign wooden objects will be resurrected, even if there is only a small piece of wooden accessories."

Lu Yue frowned, looked up at the sky and shouted: "Xiao Hong, come back!"

Although Xiaohong was forced in by Lu Yue at the beginning, after so much time, the matter has already been settled. Now as a spirit of the weapon, Xiaohong can naturally control the bronze axe.

Hearing Lu Yue's call, the bronze axe swayed gently and floated towards him.

But it stopped suddenly the next second.

At this time, the thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood that served as the axe handle began to be covered with lightning.

Forming a fierce confrontation with Xiaohong inside the bronze axe.

One side is the axe handle, representing the body.

The other side is the spirit of the weapon, like a soul.

Under the rules of the Wood God ruins, the wooden handle was resurrected to resist the control of the soul.

But eventually, cracks began to appear all over the thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood.

It finally suppressed Xiaohong at the cost of having cracks all over its body.

Lu Yue's heart tightened and he rushed forward, trying to manually take back control.

But it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the shattered thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood actually betrayed him and ran away from him, taking the bronze axe, a powerful weapon.

The sacred tree has not been found yet, and now the bronze axe is also lost.

Not only did you lose your wife, you also lost your army? ! ! !

Lu Yue's face looked very ugly. Even the happy event of gaining 354 strands of source energy could not soothe the pain in his heart.

But fortunately, he could vaguely sense the signal sent by Xiaohong, and knew the rebellious whereabouts of the wooden handle of the bronze axe, so there was a glimmer of hope to find it back.

After some inquiries, Lu Yue learned that the direction was deep into the ruins.

Whether it is for the immortal tree or the bronze axe, one must go deeper inside.

At this time, the braided carpenter who was chased by the wooden ox and chopped by the bronze axe was very grateful to Lu Yue for his two moves and made a suggestion: "I know a way. We still have some tribesmen there. We can meet up with them and go to the depths of the ruins together. There is strength in numbers."

The lame old carpenter and others heard this and had no objection.

We are all from the same race and we must unite and overcome difficulties together.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Lu Yue.

Lu Yue thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

He was not familiar with the ruins and really needed a guide.

So, Lu Yue and his party set out on their journey.

Time passed by minute by minute, one hour... two hours...

The interior of the fragments of the Wood God's ruins is equally vast, with no end in sight.

According to these old carpenters, the fragments of the ruins are as big as several cities, and what was cut off was just the tip of the iceberg.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, the ruins that first appeared were about the same size as the real world, and every time a god was born, the ruins would collapse a bit.

Lu Yue felt even more curious about the ruins.

Just as his thoughts were in flux, the lame old carpenter suddenly stopped.

"Cripple, you have only walked halfway, why did you stop? Could it be that your lame leg can no longer walk? Do you want me to make you a walking stick?"

The red-faced old carpenter started arguing with the lame man as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I got this leg when I responded to the call of the Demon Suppression Bureau and went into the underworld to explore a site a few years ago. I was accidentally cursed by the things that escaped from the underworld site. It will never be healed in this lifetime. Wait... by being a crutch here, are you trying to make me lose my good leg?!"

"I mean well, but if you don't need it, why stop?"

"I stopped because I'm familiar with this place. Isn't this the puppetry storehouse of our Gongshu lineage? Now the wooden objects in the ruins have been resurrected. Gongshu Heng, how can you lead us to a new path?"

Gongshu Heng was the old carpenter with pigtails.

At this time, the other old carpenters also saw rows of warehouses appearing in front of them.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket. The fragments of the Wood God ruins are very large, so there are many warehouses like this for storing the heritage, distributed in various locations.

Apart from the main lineages of all generations who knew the location and scale of all the heritage, the clan leaders of the branch lines or the elders above the seventh level of the Divine Treasure only knew the parts they were responsible for.

This happens to be one of the places that the lame old carpenter is responsible for taking care of.

High-level magic puppets are stored inside.

It was used by successive high-level officials when they held emergency meetings on the ruins fragments.

When using it, attach your spiritual power to it and you can communicate in real time no matter where you are. Although telephones have been invented in modern times, this thing has been passed down as an ancestral inheritance.

In addition, the patriarchs of each branch clan would improve and strengthen the puppets.

It is a fine product among high-level magical instruments.

A few months ago, the Saw-off puppet that temporarily took over the main vein had resisted the pressure of Fang Shashen. You have to know that Fang Shashen was a master who suppressed an era. The fact that this puppet could persist for a period of time was enough to show that it was very special.

Today, the resurrection of wooden objects naturally includes these puppets. It is hard to imagine what kind of horrible existence they will become now.

However, what are you afraid of?

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the rows of wooden houses.

One by one, the cold and strange puppets slowly walked out of the house, holding different tools in their hands, including planes, rulers, drills, wooden horses, axes, shovels...

"Get out!"

An old carpenter's face changed drastically and he exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Not only him, but everyone at the scene stood still.

At this moment, it was as if time stood still.

"What's going on? Why can't I move?!"

"Wait, look at those puppets, are they the same as us?"

The old carpenters at the scene were shocked to find that the puppets that walked out of the wooden house did not attack like the previous wooden objects. Instead, they stood still in the same position with the same posture as them.

These puppets are imitating them?!
Suddenly, an old carpenter's left arm made a crackling sound, and like a puppet, his arm twisted stiffly and then broke backwards.

The screams echoed in the air, but the carpenter still couldn't move.

Immediately afterwards, an even more bizarre and terrifying scene took place.

The other carpenters watched in horror as the old carpenter's other hand also began to stiffen and twist, and finally he simply broke off his broken left arm and inserted it into his chest with a "pop".

"It's not the puppet that's imitating us, it's the puppet that's controlling us!"

the lame carpenter roared.

Everyone's eyes turned and they saw a puppet that was actually mutilating itself.

Exactly the same movements as the old carpenter.

But...it's far from over.

The puppet pulled out its severed arm again and began to mutilate itself even more crazily.

Correspondingly, the old carpenter was also suffering heart-wrenching pain.

"I understand. These puppets were once our carriers. Our mental power was once attached to them to control them. Now that they have been resurrected, they can use the remaining mental power to reversely control us!!"

Reverse control?!
Everyone was terrified and tried to cut the invisible bond, but it was in vain.

This is not a real-time association, but a causal connection.

In the past, they dominated the puppets, and now the puppets can dominate them.

"Impossible, haven't we already verified that these resurrected wooden tools only target specific people, how could they target us?"

"Perhaps we rescued the target they were about to kill, and so we became their prey as well."

The red-faced old carpenter's face turned pale as he uttered this explanation with difficulty.

The faces of many old carpenters who were unable to move suddenly changed.

Finished!

This time I’m dead!!!
At this time, the lame old carpenter suddenly remembered something, and looked at the old carpenter with braids in front of him and said, "Gongshu Heng, I remember you also knew this location, why did you lead us here? Where are the other tribesmen? Why haven't we seen them for so long?"

At this moment, Gongshu Heng had a strange smile on his face.

"Yes, I led you here on purpose."

The other old carpenters immediately reprimanded him harshly.

"Gongshu Heng, do you know what you are talking about?!"

Gongshu Heng said: "Of course I know, and I also know the horror of these puppets. None of you will be able to leave here alive today."

An old carpenter shouted angrily: "Gongshu Heng, you are killing your own people. This is a naked betrayal. You will be removed from the family tree and will not be able to enter the ancestral hall after you die..."

"No, the Gongshu Heng I know is not like this. You must be controlled by someone. Wake up quickly, or you will die here too."

The lame old carpenter shouted anxiously, trying to awaken the other party's reason.

Gongshu Heng denied it and said without any fear: "You are wrong. I am not being manipulated. I am still me. Besides, only you will die here today. I will not die."

"Crazy, Gongshu Heng, you are completely crazy!!!"

The other old carpenters cursed loudly, feeling unwilling to accept the result.

If they died for the future development of the Gongshu lineage, their death was worthy.

But today they died such a meaningless death, they were unwilling to accept it.

They never dreamed that their blood-related brothers would harm them.

"Gongshu Heng, why are you doing this?!"

Facing the questioning of his fellow tribesmen, Gongshu Heng said in a compassionate tone: "You will never be able to see through the essence of this world. In fact, I used to be just like you, confused and muddled. But this time, the drastic changes in the ruins fragments made me realize it overnight and recognize myself clearly."

"You are my people. We have lived together for decades. Now that I have come to know myself, I naturally cannot bear to watch you continue to sink. Only after death can you know yourself."

"You will understand my good intentions in the future. Everything I did today was for you. We will meet again in the underworld in the future..."

Gongshu Heng's face was filled with longing.

The puppet can imprison his body, but it cannot imprison his soul.

At this moment, he felt the call from the underworld.

"My intuition is always right. I feel that you will not survive and return to the underworld."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Gongshu Heng's pious monologue.

Gongshu Heng glanced sideways and found that the person who spoke was Lu Yue.

"You are not from my Gongshu lineage. I originally wanted to divert the blame and use the wooden cattle's desire to kill me to kill my people, so that they would recognize who they are."

"I didn't expect your appearance to ruin my plan."

"You are not worthy to go to the underworld with them."

"When you die, you will really die."

Gongshu Heng, with a look of contempt, directly determined Lu Yue's fate.

The other carpenters were so angry that they almost fainted when they heard this.

We treated you as a member of our tribe, but you betrayed us and dragged our tribe members to be buried with you.

"Whether I am worthy or not, we will talk about it later. However, the puppets of your Gongshu clan can resurrect and imprison their own people. I am not one of your clansmen. Why do you think they can control me?"

Lu Yue walked slowly towards Gongshu Heng and raised his hand to shade himself from the sun.

Snapped!
Lu Yue gave this idiot who was seeking his own death a loud slap in the face.

This was his first real contact with an alien.

Just as Dr. Zhang discovered during the treatment, the alien souls were not actually polluted, but their thoughts had changed.

Now, he has witnessed the madness and paranoia of these aliens.

Decades of brotherly love can be abandoned in an instant.

No wonder thousands of years ago, human ancestors had such a hard time fighting against aliens. Before the Queen of the Underworld intervened, aliens alone almost rewrote human history.

Gongshu Heng, who was slapped by Lu Yue and vomited blood, had a flash of resentment in his eyes. He then gritted his teeth and yelled at the puppet: "This young man saved me. He is one of us."

As soon as he finished speaking, rows of puppets in the warehouse were awakened and walked out slowly.

Examining Lu Yue.

Finally, he began to maintain the same posture as Lu Yue.

With a click, all the puppets froze at once.

It was as if some kind of connection was established, and Lu Yue was "synchronized" with them.

"Lu Yue, you are indeed powerful, but all you rely on is that unusual bronze axe. Now that the axe is gone, these puppets are the foundation of my Gongshu lineage. Do you really think that this is all they are capable of?!"

"It's easy for them to kill you."

Lu Yue had a calm face, not afraid at all, and asked, "You have also been controlled. As an alien, you should be the primary target of these puppets. Guess who will be the next one?"

Gongshu Heng's face changed, and he said stubbornly: "The underworld will protect me..."

Before he finished speaking, it seemed as if he had verified Lu Yue's statement.

The puppet that was synchronized with Gongshu Heng suddenly started moving.

"It's useless... The underworld will protect me... ah..."

A crisp "crack" sound!
Gongshu Heng screamed, his waist leaned back, and then broke and folded up.

"Impossible, I won't die, the underworld will protect me..."

Gongshu Heng still insisted on being stubborn. The puppet's movements became faster and faster, and it began to rotate 360 ​​degrees. With a "click" sound of dislocated bones, Gongshu Heng's body twisted into a knot.

After all this, Gongshu Heng finally showed a look of horror.

Finally, the puppet's fingers penetrated the abdomen, went straight to the place where the gods were hidden, and stirred it violently.

Gongshu Heng's expression turned into despair.

"No...this is impossible..."

Lu Yue said calmly: "This is the underworld of your dreams. It seems that you are not that important to them. They watched you being killed without any reaction."

"Shut up! Even if my body dies, my soul will still go to hell."

"And you're all going to die here."

When his life was in danger, Gongshu Heng cursed Lu Yue and others madly in his heart.

"At this time, you are still thinking about the underworld in your heart. Well, please help us tell your underworld to come at noon."

"Because sooner or later something will happen!!!"

Purple jade body!
A brilliant purple light suddenly burst out from Lu Yue's body, spreading like a tide and enveloping everyone except Gongshu Heng.

"You...you...you...how could this happen..."

"I'm not going to pretend anymore. I'm going to be very powerful even without an axe."

Lu Yue stretched his muscles and looked at the imprisoned Gongshu Heng who was dying.

The corners of his mouth were stretched wide, revealing a row of sparkling black white teeth.

(End of this chapter)