Symbiotic panel, I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Chapter 255 Jianmu Tree Sprouting, Purple Mansion Shining with Spiritual Light

Beyond the curtain of time.

Li Ye spent five years in this Bronze Age Sky Canopy, while only five days had passed in the outside world.

But it only lasted five days.

Starting from Dongcang Town, the earth vein formation began to collapse.

The earth veins and the sky are closely connected. Once the earth vein formation collapses, the favorable weather that Li Ye has been regulating will also collapse. In just a few hours, the sky will be covered with dark clouds.

Various unusual celestial phenomena appeared one after another as if by prior arrangement, causing Chen Mo, who was already having a headache, great distress.

The Four Seasons Sect's formations are very special; generally, the core of a formation is located in the area where ordinary people live, which is adjacent to the market.

It is said that the daily routine of mortals working at sunrise and resting at sunset best matches the changes in the formation, and the spiritual energy emitted by the formation can also help mortals better cleanse their physical bodies.

Living to the end of one's lifespan is almost certainly not a problem.

However, this also means that when the formation begins to collapse, Chen Mo is completely unable to stop it. In fact, the more he tries to stop it, the more severe the collapse of the formation becomes.

Like a spiritual plant contaminated by a potent poison, it begins to rot from the trunk. Injecting spiritual energy into it only makes the poison more rampant. So all he can do is cut off the branches and wait for the array master to deal with it.

However, when the Grandmaster of Formations and the True Person of the Punishment Hall arrived.

Grandmaster Xuan Zhenren frowned with a troubled expression and said, "Although our Xuan Turtle Clan participated in this formation, its core was still woven by Lingye Zhenren's Tongqing Melody."

"Without his help, even I or the other senior brothers and sisters would not have been able to restore the formation."

That's the magic of love songs.

Without the help of someone with supernatural powers, even a grandmaster cannot recover.

Master Canling of the Punishment Hall stepped forward and looked directly at Dongcang Town, which was covered by a bronze-colored sky curtain: "I can apply for the sect's Sundial, which should be enough to break the sealed formation."

The Four Seasons Sect has three special magical treasures that can be requested and mobilized, among which the Sun and Moon Four Seasons Sundial, which hangs high in the sky of the Eastern Region, is the most special one.

With its power, the Punishment Hall can annihilate almost all beings in the Eastern Region. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator from another sect would be severely injured and on the verge of death if struck by it.

Of course, it also has a special way of being used: to use the intense sunlight to cut everything, even severing cause and effect.

Her proposed solution is to cut off Dongcang Town, and then have a formation master create a temporary formation to temporarily replace the core of the formation, waiting for Li Ye to emerge.

"Let's do it this way then."

Chen Mo was unusually calm at this moment.

He looked at Master Canling: "I hope you can inform your martial uncle, because I sensed a familiar power within the celestial canopy."

That was the final song to send off the gods.

Only my eldest brother possesses such supernatural powers.

Master Canling's expression changed several times in an instant. In the end, he remained silent, but looked up at the sky and said loudly:
"May the power of the Ancestral Master be invoked!"

Her voice echoed across the sky.

A series of scorching rays of sunlight, radiating terrifying power, descended from the sky, precisely circling the celestial canopy of time and beginning to cut through it. The beams penetrated deep into the earth, slicing off the entire town of Dongcang.

But it was at this very moment.

Suddenly, milky white halos of light emerged from the cut opening, rising from the depths of the earth and flowing slowly but steadily toward the area beyond the sky.

The area it covered was like being enveloped in a membrane.

That tranquil and peaceful halo seemed to rise from the earth and spread towards the sky, and the previously chaotic celestial phenomena clearly showed signs of being repaired.

"The Book of the Ground".

"...Why at this time of year?"

Even Chen Mo fell silent. He naturally knew about Li Ye's plan to cultivate the Earth Book in Dongcang Town, and now a spiritual object that could cover the earth with another "birth membrane" was flowing out of the rift.

The earth's membrane is now formed.

If Li Ye hadn't used his supernatural powers to perform the final step and detach the amniotic sac, this precious earth amniotic sac would have disappeared.

He could only look at the bronze sky.

She spoke quietly, "I hope you come out soon."

"As long as you can come out, we can work together to beat our senior brother half to death—or at least keep him here."

……

Li Ye was not aware of what was happening outside.

He is now trying to use his roots to transform into broken array patterns and use his body to repair the damaged earth vein array.

Without Ci Huai's blessing, the bamboo ants' ability to recover had completely disappeared, but they still fought bravely in front of them, and all the demon spirits picked up their bows and arrows to stop the Xuanjia soldiers' advance.

Fortunately, Li Ye reacted in time, managing to contain the last remaining spiritual energy that had not completely dissipated, so there was no need to worry about him dying from the depletion of spiritual energy for the time being.

Wei Qingye wanted to help.

But whenever he made a move, he would be beaten up by Li Ye's senior brother, who was eyeing him covetously. Although sword cultivators were strong, there were still differences between cultivators. He could tell that his senior brother did not want him to interfere with Li Ye.

However, as a sword cultivator, he was still somewhat stubborn.

Even after repeated defeats.

Even after being beaten to the point of vomiting blood by his senior brother, he remained unmoved.

Even Li Ye couldn't help but offer some words of comfort: "Why don't you stay here and keep watch? As long as no one breaks into the core of the Jianmu tree, you'll have done me a great favor."

He looked at Wei Qingye, who was shirtless and gritting his teeth as he bandaged his wounds. Wei Qingye's strong body was covered with all sorts of wounds, some of which were still bleeding.

Sword cultivators are inherently "fragile," and once they bleed or have a wound, they are almost always vulnerable in battle.

If Li Ye hadn't also possessed some knowledge of healing techniques, this guy's physical body would probably have collapsed long ago.

"It doesn't matter."

Wei Qingye bit through the spirit cloth with his teeth, and even tied a neat knot around his neck with great interest. Then he looked up at Li Ye:

"I roughly know what your senior brother is going to do."

“He has a very crazy, self-destructive rage inside him; he craves, he longs to be killed by you.”

"But so far you haven't been willing to make a move against him."

"if……"

Before he could state his conclusion, Li Ye used one of his leaves to shut Wei Qingye up.

Li Ye, whose body had already sprouted many branches, shook his head: "I know."

“I know what he wants to do.”

Wei Qingye frowned.

With the collapse of the earth vein array, and the inability of outsiders to enter, Li Ye could only use his seemingly inexhaustible "mental power".

He became increasingly immersed in the supernatural power of transforming himself completely into the Jianmu tree.

His roots traversed the earth, which had been ravaged to the point of near destruction, striving to gather and repair themselves—in fact, his roots had already reached directly beneath the Xuanjia soldiers' army.

But the eldest brother never dug it out.

If the other party truly intended to kill or severely injure him, digging up, burning, or cutting the roots of the Jianmu tree would cause irreversible damage to Li Ye.

Because those roots are essentially extensions of the plum leaf's flesh.

But the eldest brother never did that. He seemed to be intentionally maintaining the power of the "Ritual Soul" to make him feel pain and despair, and to make him accumulate anger.

What is the purpose of doing this?
The answer is simple.

This was to provoke Li Ye into killing him. If Li Ye made a move, he would certainly not dodge; once those countless roots broke through the soil, they would become the sharpest swords, capable of piercing directly through his senior brother's body.

Li Ye was perfectly lucid.

He knew why his senior brother was doing this—perhaps to fulfill something by using the death of this incarnation of Jia Guo.

But he didn't want to.

It's just the hell realm, why should I degrade myself like this?
So he came up with a solution.

He had been collecting fragments of houses along the Xiang River, gathering the grains that had not yet died, and piling them at his roots.

Since he has no other choice, he will seek help from outside forces.

If he also desires immortality, Ci Huai will surely respond to him—after all, as long as he is willing, he can transform Ci Huai's power into his own life essence, and Ci Huai should not mind.

Li Ye had initially hesitated for a moment.

After hearing that Wei Qingye had also discovered this, he didn't hesitate any longer. He reached out and patted the sword cultivator's shoulder, only to get his hand covered in blood.

"Help me protect the law."

“You must not let your senior brother rush in before I truly receive the power of compassion.”

"I'll help you."

The magnificent band of light, barely visible, was wrapped around Wei Qingye's waist by Li Ye, wrapping it around and around, concealing the wounds on the sword cultivator's waist and abdomen.

Then his avatar disappeared.

His consciousness returned entirely to the Jianmu tree, gazing at the ruins of countless houses along the Xiang River and the small mountain piled with grains.

Looking at his house, which stood quietly atop the hill.

Inside the house, there was a stalk of wheat.

When it sways gently, it scatters tiny golden rays, filled with an indescribable vitality and compassion.

This is the original Cihuai wheat stalk taken from Cihuai; it is the one with the deepest connection to Cihuai.

With its power, coupled with the sect's summoning incantation, we can surely break through the blockade here.

Whether or not this power can suppress the senior brother, it will be considered a success.

"I never imagined that what started because of you would end because of you."

"In the end, we still have to beg you."

He originally intended to recite the summoning incantation from his sect.

But before he could even utter a word, drops of dew began to drip from the stalk of compassionate wheat.

It was almost as if they were wailing.

The dewdrops flowed outwards along the flat ground of the houses by the Xiang River, quickly forming a continuous stream.

It overflowed from the house.

The dewdrops transformed into a waterfall, covering the entire ruined mountain. The crops, which had been on the verge of death, grew rapidly under the irrigation of the dewdrops.

Their roots even wrapped around the plum leaves and the branches of the Jianmu tree, but this time they were not absorbing, but feeding back.

An almost terrifying power was injected into the Jianmu tree, causing the originally withered tree to become lush at a visible speed, its branches once again blocking out the sky and scattering countless tiny specks of light.

The spirits cheered with joy.

The bamboo ants were even more excited and kept changing.

At the same time, a voice rang out, compassionate and gentle:
"The Jianmu tree sprouts and grows."

May your life endure.

"Those who cultivate grains are of one mind."

Accompanied by this voice.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through Li Ye's mind.

This is magical power!
It was a divine power that Ci Huai directly transmitted to him!
He suppressed the discomfort of the force rushing into his body, closed his eyes, and focused his mind on all the branches.

That boundless power poured down from the branches of the Jianmu tree, falling upon each of the Xuanjia soldiers, causing the black mist to dissipate from them.

No.

To be precise, it didn't dissipate.

Because these armored soldiers draw upon the divine power of Cihuai, and this power is now "breaking" them.

One by one, the black armor pieces shattered.

Beneath their armor lay battered bodies, both men and women, their eyes gleaming with a divine light, as if they wanted to look up at the rain of light falling from the Jianmu tree.

If it were any other power, they would probably have burst by now, but the power of compassion is gentle and merciful, repeatedly washing away the marks of the hell realm within their bodies.

"you……"

It all happened so suddenly.

Even the eldest brother didn't expect this to happen.

He gritted his teeth, immediately leaped into the air, and tried to get closer to the Jianmu tree.

But before he could get close, he was stopped by a figure—Wei Qingye was shirtless, with a band of light from the Tongqing Melody wrapped around his waist, and behind him were countless demon spirits drawing bows and nocking arrows.

"senior."

"How about we have another competition?"

The swordsman wore a smile, his body radiating a fighting spirit that persisted despite repeated defeats.

"Heh." The senior brother knew he wouldn't get through this without defeating this guy, so this time he grabbed a ruler and went head-to-head with the sword cultivator.

He didn't hold back.

Almost every supernatural power triggered the changes of the four seasons: the thunder of the Awakening of Insects, the summer fire of the Beginning of Summer, the countless divine powers and radiance of the Autumn Harvest, and the chilling aura of the Great Snow...

This is already close to the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is also a divine power from the Four Seasons Celestial Star Scripture, a direct descendant of the Four Seasons Sect.

If it were any other Golden Core cultivator, they would probably have been dealt with quickly, but he happened to encounter Wei Qingye, who had the Tongqing Melody continuously supplying him with spiritual energy and vitality.

For Wei Qingye, pain and injury are commonplace. After all, he can be hit by meteors while walking down the street. As long as he doesn't die, he can keep fighting.

The sword light on his body grew brighter and brighter, but his expression became increasingly calm, and his attacks became more and more ferocious, almost as if he were attacking for his life.

Even the eldest brother felt that this guy was really troublesome.

Just as he narrowed his eyes, preparing to deliver the fatal blow, the shimmering green light emanating from the distant Jianmu tree gained an additional glow.

It was accompanied by the sound of the river flowing.

"Ok?"

The two who were fighting stopped.

A great river suddenly appeared, emerging from the misty illusion, and chunks of soil from it fell onto Li Ye's house by the Xiang River.

The blue and green light shimmering in the river transformed into purple light, mysterious and hazy.

Li Ye emerged from the purple light, carrying the Xiangshui house that had turned completely purple, his figure now so enormous it resembled that of a deity.

With every step you take, lotus flowers bloom beneath your feet.

He walked step by step to his senior brother, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth and swallowed him whole.

(End of this chapter)