Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

This was said bluntly, and fortunately, both parties knew what was going on.

If either party involved was not Wei Xi, he would have cried out in pain, with tears of emotion welling up in his eyes, coupled with his increasingly wild dancing. I wonder if this could be considered a horrifying ghost story.

In fact, as Wei Xi No. 2 said, this is the best choice.

Wei Xi didn't know when the other party became suspicious, but when she found that the other party was looking for a tablet, she was ready to "convince him with reason."

It doesn't make sense that you have a tablet while the other person's timeline doesn't have one.

Unless Wei Xi No. 2 is not a real person.

As for what she was, neither of them had a clue.

Wei Xi knew his will to survive was strong and he was prepared for a hard fight. He never expected the other party to give such an answer.

“Even I may not fully understand my true self!”

Wei Xi sighed inwardly, his eyes fixed on the movements of the paper crowd. At this moment, the skeleton lying in the bonfire trembled and stood up in a posture that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

The skeleton was like a blind old lion, charging towards the dancing crowd with brute force.

Then the skeleton grabbed a paper figure that was obviously off balance and threw it into the blazing bonfire, which instantly engulfed the poor paper figure.

Seeing this, Wei Xi and the other two danced even more vigorously, fearing that they would become firewood for the bonfire.

The "rustling" sound of the skeleton's movement, coupled with the hoarse and mocking tune, was like playing a pipa on Wei Xi's tense nerves.

Wei Xi tried not to think about the scene of himself being thrown into the bonfire and tried to shift his attention to the surrounding environment.

Because her senses seemed to have detected something unusual, and her intuition told her that this matter was very important.

The expression on Wei Xi No. 2's face was one of boredom, often seen on the faces of people who were dragged over to join in the mahjong game and just wanted it to be over as soon as possible.

Therefore, Wei Xi could only rely on his own strength.

Keeping pace, Wei Xi twisted his arms and thighs together while observing his surroundings. In the swaying light, the shadows of the trees tangled into large shadows, swallowing up his sanity.

Wei Xi squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, and found, not surprisingly, that the trees were slowly closing in on the open space.

Well, now I can’t even run.

It's like when it rains and the roof leaks.

The skeleton moved quickly and had already thrown nearly thirty paper figures into the fire.

The fire burned more and more fiercely, and Wei Xi's heart grew colder and colder.

Wei Xi tried to unseal the Qi Palace once again, but this time [Qiansi] did not stop him. It was unclear whether he was afraid or felt that there was no hope.

As expected, Wei Xi failed again, and her Qi Palace remained motionless.

"What is it doing?" Weixi No. 2, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked, "...Is it going to speak?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi looked up and found that the skeleton was dragging a paper man in one hand, its jaw opening and closing constantly, and its whole body shaking.

The paper figures around were still dancing, but their dance steps had changed. They held hands and danced around the campfire.

Wei Xi and the other person were chosen to be ignored and became spectators in the backstage of this large-scale weird show.

The skeleton was shaking more and more frequently. Just when Wei Xi suspected that it was about to fall apart, a sound came from the skeleton's empty mouth.

"Where... are you from? Why... are you here?"

Wei Xi was shocked: This thing can actually talk!
The questioning voice sounded like that of a young woman, solemn but intermittent, like the sound of door hinges that haven't been oiled for a long time. Weixi No. 2 remained silent, leaving the choice to Weixi as she had indicated.

"We are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect," Wei Xi said carefully. "I came here to search for the legendary Longevity Wood. It was an unintentional mistake to disturb you. Please forgive me!"

The skeleton was still shaking and the limbs were twitching, as if it had been subjected to too strong a force.

"Qingcheng Sect..." The voice sounded somewhat unreal, as if it was thinking, "I seem to have heard of it a thousand years ago..."

"What do you want from me?"

Sure enough, this voice belonged to the Longevity Wood.

I want to refine you into a magical weapon.

Is that even possible? Wei Xi expressed deep doubt.

It wasn't difficult to come up with some lies to fool Mu, but Wei Xi thought that lying at this moment would lead to even worse consequences.

"I need to refine a special magical weapon! I need the best materials! So I came to find the Longevity Wood," Wei Xi paused and added: "No one else knows!"

"Magic weapon? You want to steal my power!"

Wei Xi, a cultivator, scratched his head. What Changshengmu said was right. From its perspective, it did have bad intentions.

"Young man... do you know what happened to the last person who tried to steal my power?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi No. 2 stepped aside, fearing that the blood would splash on him.

"Respected Longevity Wood, I don't know!"

The skeleton's limbs were completely broken. The poor man had to suffer such a torment after death.

Wait a minute, Wei Xi understood, the lesson from the past was always before his eyes!

The voice of the Longevity Wood rang out again, "I stand between heaven and earth. The solitary spring bird flies over me over a hundred times. The mountains turn into seas, and the seas turn into mountains again... You humans are very interesting..."

As far as Wei Xi knew, the Solitary Spring Bird was an ancient demonic beast, incredibly powerful, and only one existed. For humanity, it was a rare auspicious sign, and wherever it stayed, spring would always be here.

Legend has it that the northern border was once a vast snowfield, covered in ice and snow all year round. Ice-attributed monsters were rampant, and only a few humans struggled to survive on the edge of the northern border.

Until the solitary spring bird flapped its wings and stayed in the northern border for three thousand days, it kept capturing monsters and beasts, and finally fell in the southern part of the northern border, was reborn in the rushing snow water, and disappeared with its wings flapping.

From then on, the northern border finally had four seasons, and humans entered the once forbidden areas and built cities of all sizes.

The problem is that the Solitary Spring Bird never flies to the same place in each of its lives. In other words, the Longevity Wood has seen the Solitary Spring Bird reborn over a hundred times.

How long does the immortal wood live?
"There is a tribe of people who believe in me and pray for my protection."

"I gave them power and communicated with them... Over the long years, I have seen many people with the same aura as you. It seems that some of them have mentioned the name of the Qingcheng Sect..."

Wei Xi glanced at the paper figure that was still dancing: Could it be that my senior sister’s senior sister’s senior sister… her senior sister is here?
"I don't hate humans, nor do I like them... But I never imagined that I would be betrayed by my own guardian!"

Wei Xi No. 2 quietly moved back: At the moment, Wei Xi is not the target of the Longevity Wood's anger.

"One night, the saint of the tribe brought a man from the northern border here... She wanted to ask for my blessing so that the tribe would not oppose their union..."

"I don't like that man from the northern border. He has a wrong aura... the smell of greed and lies... So I rejected the Saint's request."

(End of this chapter)