Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

"The only one I saw was... another me! No! She was the Wood of Immortality!"

This is just a wake-up call.

Wei Xi, lying upside down in the hot soil, couldn't even breathe. This thought actually squeezed out from the only and clear feeling of discomfort in her lungs and exploded in her brain.

Pulling the vine that tied Wei Xi upwards, she realized for the first time the length of her neck.

Wei Xi, who had little consciousness left, drove the [Pulling Thread] to drill towards his other self.

This is her only option, and it involves a lot of gambling.

[Qiansi] was a little confused. After escaping from the secret realm, it gradually realized that its host was an unlucky person and it would be like this for the rest of its life.

Unfortunately, it was greedy for a moment and was completely dependent on its host Wei Xi. Now, of course, it was trying its best to carry out the orders of the unlucky host.

[Pulling Silk] is actually grown together with Wei Xi's bones, and it keenly senses the gradual decline of the host's vitality.

As a result, the [pulling thread] spread wildly towards Weixi No. 2, and the thickness of the underground part was not even thinner than a hair.

Passing through the thick soil, [Qiansi] inserted into a piece of wood just before Wei Xi's life was gone.

Wei Xi No. 2 let out a wail, her eyeballs were pierced by the [threads], her memories flowed away along the invisible net, and her whole body quickly became as blank as a child.

The vines suddenly retracted, and Wei Xi bent them at the neck. Mist instantly exploded from the campfire, and the dancing paper figures froze in place and soon disappeared in the thick fog.

……

Wei Xi was awakened by the annoying drops of water.

Wei Xi wiped his face subconsciously and opened his eyelids with difficulty.

What meets the eye are dead branches, and these extensions of death divide the gloomy sky into irregular fragments.

Wei Xi coughed out the dirt in his mouth uncontrollably, and while coughing, he touched the furry mass on his chest.

Feeling Lingyin's intimate touch, Wei Xi coughed even more violently.

Fortunately, Lingyin was not dead, so Wei Xi did not have to return to being mute.

The air around them was moist, and the moisture clung to Wei Xi's skin. She could see clearly that drops of water occasionally dripped from the branches as she spoke. The dry branch was strategically placed, hitting Wei Xi in the face.

Most of the dirt in his mouth and nose had been cleared. Wei Xi, who was gasping for breath with pain in his chest, had obviously suffered a lot.

[Qiansi] was nestled obediently above Wei Xi's Qi Palace. It had exerted great effort, but at this moment it just wanted to squint lazily.

Wei Xi half sat up and found himself lying under a big tree that three people could hug. He couldn't recognize the species of the tree, but the trunk was very fragile and looked like it had been dead for a long time.

Wei Xi looked around vigilantly, but found neither the tablet nor his other self...even the bonfire and the paper man had disappeared.

As far as the eye can see is a dead forest, the ground is covered with thick dead branches and leaves, and the abundant water vapor gives them an unreal silver sheen.

But what caught Wei Xi's attention was the huge tree.

The tree was right at the edge of Wei Xi's sight. It was so huge that it seemed to have no boundaries. Different plants hung on it, some of which were blooming with half-dead blue flowers. Only half of the trunk of the tree was left, ridiculously supporting the disproportionate crown.

Wei Xi subconsciously looked at his hands. Apart from being a little dirty, they were not as red and swollen as he remembered.

And this area is obviously not an open space in the village.

But Wei Xi is not sure now: she can't tell what is real and what is fake, and she may even be a fake like Wei Xi No. 2.

Wei Xi had to grimly consider that he was already dead.

The methods of Changshengmu are indeed extraordinary. Wei Xi curled his lips in self-mockery: playing tricks on myself is like playing tricks on a monkey.

Wei Xi had been struggling for so long that she was exhausted both physically and mentally. She picked up a fairly sturdy branch from the ground and tried to use it as a crutch.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to be a cultivator, so she urged her spiritual power again. Unsurprisingly, it failed. Wei Xi was still unable to use her spiritual power.

The good news was that she could feel the Qi Palace filled with spiritual energy. [Qiansi] lay lazily on the Qi Palace without feeling any discomfort.

Wei Xi was cheered up: now she values her future as an immortal very much, it would be best if Qi Mansion is safe!

Wei Xi walked towards the big tree with the help of a natural crutch.

She was 80% sure that the tree was the true god of the Longevity Tree.

The branches dug into the thick fallen leaves, trampling on the brief peace.

The closer we got, the more shocking the scene became.

The vines that seemed lush on the tree had actually turned into something that exuded a sense of decay, and the mosses of various shapes had turned black and were soaked in moisture.

Over thousands of years, this tree has suffered countless injuries, the most serious of which was the wound on its trunk.

Wei Xi couldn't imagine what kind of power could damage the Longevity Wood like this.

Because of the serious injuries, Wei Xi took a long time to walk to the bottom of the giant tree.

I was surprised as soon as I arrived. There were bones piled under the tree, and the disorder revealed a strange coincidence.

Wei Xi only took a glance and then looked away. Ling Yin in his arms said weakly, "Eternal Life Wood! Come out!"

There was no response. Wei Xi felt that the smell of blood had begun to cover the earthy taste in his mouth.

Just as Wei Xi was about to take the next step, a piece of wood as thick as her forearm rolled to her feet.

Wei Xi almost jumped up. This panic was entirely caused by the Longevity Wood.

Who knows what tricks the Longevity Wood will play next?
The piece of wood lay quietly at Wei Xi's feet. The more she looked at it, the more pain she felt in her chest.

It’s a pity that there are no paper lanterns left, otherwise Wei Xi could check the extent of his petrification.

Wei Xi gritted her teeth and decided to pick up the piece of wood. It wasn't that she was greedy, but the surroundings were empty and quiet, which made her feel scared. If she delayed any longer, no one could predict what would happen.

The whole piece of wood is black, about the length of a forearm but not two palms, and is roughly cylindrical, with occasional bumps and shallow depressions on it. The annual rings can be clearly seen from the cross section.

It looked quite harmless, so Wei Xi stopped bothering with it and bent down to pick up the piece of wood.

Strangely enough, as soon as Wei Xi picked up the wood, he felt refreshed and the pain in his body was relieved a lot.

The most important thing is that Wei Xi felt that his Qi Palace was suddenly unsealed, and the spiritual energy began to circulate in his bones again.

Wei Xi frowned and looked up at the towering tree, wondering what the Changshengmu wanted to do.

Without Sitaia's bones, it was difficult for the man and the wood to even communicate.

Wei Xi walked around holding the wood, trying to find the boundary of the big tree... Even she herself had a tiny hope, looking forward to finding another herself on crutches.

An incense stick of time passed, and Wei Xi had not achieved either of the two goals mentioned above.

At this moment, something stirred deep in Wei Xi's memory. She quickly opened her Qiankun bag and took out a set of silver jewelry from it.

To gather information, Wei Xi bought this set of silver jewelry, which was said to have been crafted by someone from Nanjiang. According to the shop owner, this set of silver jewelry was likely crafted by someone who had escaped from Nanjiang and was likely used to communicate with spirits.

Wei Xi tried his best to save the situation, and after a lot of effort, he finally put on the complicated set of silver jewelry.

This set of silver jewelry weighs ten kilograms, especially the crown, which can almost break a person's neck.

Wei Xi shook his head slightly and heard a vicissitudes of life voice, "Young man, you have seen through me, so you can take this part of my [true self]!"

(End of this chapter)