Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

"When I woke up again... I found that my power was gone..."

Wei Xi was humble and looked pleasant. As problems were solved one after another, new problems emerged one after another.

But no one dared to interrupt it in the realm of the Everlasting Wood.

"The foolish saint was deceived by a shameless villain and pushed the tribe to death..."

The skeleton seemed to still have some consciousness. When it heard Changshengmu's words, the bones in its chest heaved violently.

If she had flesh and blood, tears would surely flow.

I just don’t know whether it’s because of the tragedy of the tribe or because of illusory love.

"Foolish Saint, she stole my power and slew liars, thugs, and traitors... She also met her end, leaving only a pile of bones..."

"The tribe that protected me... that I protected for a thousand years, was reduced to ashes. Some died, some fled... Finally, only I am left..."

After saying this, Changshengmu stopped talking, as if he was lost in distant memories.

But based on the remaining written records in the village, it can be concluded that the tragedy described by Changshengmu happened about two or three years ago.

Perhaps because the Everlasting Wood has lived long enough, every word it says carries the flavor of time.

Listening carefully to the tone of her voice, Wei Xi knew that Changshengmu was hinting... no, almost telling her to get as far away as possible.

Haven’t you seen the skeletons that can’t rest in peace even after death?

"The traitors you mentioned are those who turned into Gu corpses?"

Wei Xi No. 2's question filled the awkward silence and also drew Changshengmu's attention back.

"Although Sitaya was foolish and deceived, she is indeed quite talented in cultivation... She achieved elixir formation at such a young age... She transformed the traitors in the tribe into Gu corpses and eliminated the pests that escaped into the dense forest!"

"There's a tribe at the foot of the mountain," Wei Xi suddenly said, "The leader is called Uncle Nen. He said their tribe is called the Taobin Tribe..."

"Shameless!"

Changshengmu's voice was filled with anger, and the feeling of slumber suddenly disappeared. Wei Xi instinctively wanted to escape.

It is impossible to escape, Wei Xi does not have the bones of a coward.

Including Wei Xi No. 2 standing next to him.

"The Tao Bing tribe is my protector tribe! After the tribe was destroyed, I fell into a deep sleep... How could Tao Bing still exist... It must be those hateful traitors! Damn it! All traitors deserve to die!"

Wei Xi didn't think that your uncle and his group were the traitors Changshengmu claimed, because there were several doubts:
First, the traitors of the Tao Bin tribe should all be using poisonous insects, and they would not retreat to the foot of the mountain because of the insect swarms at night;

Secondly, the texts from the northern border hinted at their identities, especially when Wei Xi recalled the dilapidated houses in Tao Bin, the absence of children and women, the wary eyes... the war disaster, which just happened to correspond to the murderer they had speculated in the village;
Finally, Wei Xi already had a suspect. She recalled the Nanjiang silver jewelry she had purchased, one of which had a tiara that looked very similar in shape to the silver jewelry on the "bride's" head.

Unfortunately, the silver jewelry was stuffed into Wei Xi's Qiankun bag. She was unable to use her spiritual power and could not take it out to confirm it.

In short, it is better to say that the perpetrator has returned and is waiting in the same place for an opportunity rather than that the traitor has established a Tao Bin tribe outside.

Wei Xi felt that while the assailant's methods were brutal and sinister, they had good taste. Like him, they were after the Longevity Wood. "I don't understand," Wei Xi No. 2 began to play dumb. "Sitaya is a Jindan cultivator after all. How could she be so easily slaughtered by an outsider? Could she have formed a fake elixir?"

These words really hit Changshengmu in the lungs.

Although Changshengmu kept calling her "stupid" and "stupid saint", his tone sounded more like he was blaming his own ignorant child.

In contrast, Changshengmu uses words like "traitor", "liar" and "thug" to refer to others.

Wei Xi knew that the other self knew about the two years of experience in Dieqi Mountain, and vaguely knew that the important thing for Dan formation was not the geographical location, but the yin and yang energies.

This kind of test related to cultivation would be done by Wei Xi himself even if his other self did not do it.

I can only say that I and myself are the most in tune with each other.

Changshengmu snorted in a rather human way and said rather arrogantly, "Sitaya killed many people... Heaven sent down thunder that severely injured her, and then she was attacked by my power... Her death was quite tragic..."

Wei Xi was very understanding and quickly flattered him, "It was your power that protected her. I believe this saint must be grateful for your kindness and tolerance!"

As the saying goes, flattery never wears out, and even Changshengmu likes sweet talk. Hearing Wei Xi say this, Changshengmu's soul was delighted and replied modestly, "I will not bless you, fool!"

"Yin and Yang are the origin of all things. Even if the Taobin tribe could access Yin and Yang, Sitaya, who had reached the Dan stage, would not be able to withstand my power! Her stupidity is the reason for ending up like this!"

Unfortunately, the Longevity Tree seemed to be averse to other things as well, and did not dwell on the topic of yin and yang. Instead, it continued to criticize the incompetent saint, causing the skeleton with broken limbs to emit a faint whine.

Wei Xi and the other two sang the same tune, trying to dig out more secrets about the cultivation of the Nanjiang Taobin tribe.

I don’t know if the Changshengmu was a master pretending to be confused, or if it was really distracted. In any case, the secret of the Nanjiang tribe’s cultivation was not dug out.

Wei Xi and the others found the details of the tragedy in the village, and combined with many previous clues, they pieced together the truth of the matter:

A long time ago, in the great forest of Jiuai Mountain in Nanjiang, there lived many tribes who worshipped the nine incarnations of the legendary source of all trees.

As time went by, many tribes disappeared or migrated, leaving only the Taobin tribe. During a mountain torrent, the immortal wood saved the tribe, and from then on, the Taobin tribe regarded themselves as the protectors.

As the territory of Ju State expanded, the world outside the tribe gradually opened up. Many young people in Nanjiang fled the tribe, and the people in the tribe were in turmoil.

The Taobing tribe was not surprised either, but the saints of all generations had used tough measures to suppress the people who wanted to change.

Until the last saint, Sitaya, took over the tribe.

A scheming person in the tribe colluded with a group of people from the northern border and arranged a handsome and elegant young man to lure Sitaya to find the location of the Longevity Wood. Then, with the help of both inside and outside forces, they slaughtered everyone in the village.

Although Sitaya has a high level of cultivation, she is ambushed by her beloved lover and is forced to flee into the mountains.

She used secret techniques to steal some of the power of the Longevity Tree, releasing poisonous fog and poisonous insects; she also turned some traitors into poisonous corpses, forcing the enemies out of the area where the Longevity Tree was.

In the end, the young saint gave her life, and the awakened Longevity Tree took back her bones.

(End of this chapter)