Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"It's almost time."

After making an estimate in his mind, Anle walked towards the giant tree.

I don’t know if it has anything to do with the changes in Yushu.

In recent days, the danger in the forest has been greatly reduced.

The number of monks pouring in from the periphery gradually increased.

Sometimes, Anle can see traces left by other people.

The trip was uneventful.

Instead, it was the pressure from the giant tree that made Anle feel a tightness in his chest and a sense of oppression.

The closer you get to the giant tree, the richer the spiritual energy becomes.

In the spiritual consciousness, there seemed to be a huge vortex of spiritual energy that was as real as a substance, surrounding the giant tree and rotating slowly.

The spiritual energy of the entire forest was drawn into this vortex.

"It's really spectacular..."

Even though this was not the first time Anle had witnessed this scene, he still couldn't help feeling a little awe.

Walked a few hundred meters further.

He saw several footprints of monks, which were very conspicuous on the muddy road.

Anle narrowed his eyes slightly and followed.

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Under the huge jade tree.

The spiritual energy is so dense that it is almost tangible, diffusing in the air like clouds.

However, near the tree, the spiritual energy seemed like a strange vision.

There are constantly wisps of light emerging and flowing.

It looks like a flickering electric arc or the aurora in the sky, with gorgeous colors but fleeting.

Looks beautiful yet dangerous.

More than ten monks have arrived here. Most of them are in groups of three or four, scattered in different locations of Yushu, keeping a safe distance.

They looked at the giant tree in the center and were all shocked.

"Is that a...human face?"

Someone looked dazed and muttered.

In the lines formed by the countless grooves on the tree trunk, there is actually a vague image of a huge human face.

The man's face was rough, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked old but faintly majestic.

Even if it doesn't open its eyes, people can feel that they are being watched!

A heavy pressure hung over the monk's heart.

For a moment, they didn't even think about fighting each other.

It’s right below the face, directly opposite the eyes.

There were actually five cushions carved from white jade.

And on the first cushion, there was actually someone sitting on it!

There was just a layer of misty spiritual energy surrounding this person, so no one could see her true appearance.

"Who is that?"

"That futon could be..."

The eyes of the people watching nearby immediately flashed with excitement and greed.

Didn't they come here after going through so much hardship just to seize the Jade Tripod fragments and join the Taixu Palace?

Now, with such an opportunity before people, no one can resist it.

soon.

A hurried figure rushed out.

There was a faint glow of fire around him.

It was the Little Flame Lord, Chang Yan.

"Junior Sister Chang, don't be impulsive!"

The cultivator from Xuanyan Cave Heaven behind her kept persuading her.

"Don't stop me!"

Chang Yan shouted angrily, his whole body burning with fire.

Things have been going badly for her recently. First, she was beaten up in public by the ghost-faced man, and then she was knocked away by a punch from the city god statue.

It no longer has the reputation it had in the beginning.

In the mouths of many monks, it has become a joke.

Therefore, Chang Yan has been holding a grudge in his heart and wants to obtain the jade piece to prove himself.

"This position is mine!"

She smiled confidently and came to the futon like a fireball.

Just as he was about to sit down, his body was suddenly struck by lightning.

With a "bang", Chang Yan was bounced away by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath became weak.

Everyone was silent.

With Chang Yan's example in mind, they silently gave up their previous plan to occupy the position by force.

The fellow disciples of Xuanyan Dongtian didn't know what to say. They silently helped Chang Yan up and gave her the pill.

Chang Yan was so angry that his whole body was shaking, but he still refused to admit defeat.

After resting for a while, I came to the futon again.

The ending is naturally the same as before.

The injuries on her body became more serious.

Until then.

People can also see that sitting on the cushion is not something that can be done by brute force.

There are certainly other conditions that need to be met.

Everyone searched the jade tree and soon found something unusual.

On the branches of the giant tree, there are four strange fruits hanging.

The fruit is about the size of a human head.

Full and lustrous.

The flow of highly condensed spiritual energy.

Exudes a faint fragrance.

But they are hung very high.

In this forest’s restricted airspace, if you want to pick it, you have to climb up this giant tree!

"hiss……"

There were gasps from the crowd.

They felt extremely pressured just standing under the jade tree, let alone climbing it.

"Look there!"

Suddenly, someone with excellent eyesight shouted loudly.

Among the jade-colored branches and leaves, there was a monk in a white robe, struggling to move forward.

"Who is he?"

Soon, someone recognized the man's identity.

"Bai Xianyou!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the name.

This person has become extremely famous in recent times, in addition to his extraordinary strength and handsome appearance.

The most important thing is his cultivation.

Bai Xianyou is not even a foundation-building cultivator, but only a Qi cultivator.

But unfortunately, he cultivated to the seventy-second level!

No matter whether it is Qi training or foundation building, the required spiritual energy reserves will be greatly increased with each additional level.

The seventy-second level of Qi training, even if the spiritual power is still in gaseous form, can still crush ordinary foundation building by relying on quantity.

"I heard that he practiced an ancient technique that had long been lost. Once he cultivated it to the ninety-ninth level."

"After breaking through the foundation building, you can even rival the golden elixir!"

People were talking in low voices.

"This is the true genius!"

"It seems that he is determined to get this jade tripod fragment."

"But I heard that Bai Xianyou is good in everything else except... he is extremely greedy for money?"

Hearing these discussions, Chang Yan, who was injured nearby, felt more and more upset.

These praises should all belong to her!

but now……

Thinking back on her experience during this trial, Chang Yan felt that her fortunes had plummeted since the battle with the ghost-faced man.

The humiliation of being beaten still remains in her heart.

"Ghost-faced man... don't let me run into you again!"

at this time.

There was a slight commotion among the people.

Another group of monks arrived here.

"It's the Dry Ice Fairy!"

"She's still alive, that's great..."

Qian Bing led the disciples of the Moving Mountain Sect and some independent practitioners to the foot of the giant tree.

It has to be said that this selfless act established a very high prestige for her.

Not only the independent cultivators in the team were convinced, but even those who heard about these deeds were moved.

Some independent cultivators who had received her help immediately stepped forward to greet her.

But they soon discovered.

The Dry Ice Fairy's eyes were wandering, scanning the crowd as if she was looking for someone.

Zhang Lang and Jiang Yulan are also in the team.

With the protection of others, they managed to pass through the most dangerous area and meet up with the people of the Moving Mountain Sect.

Due to their outstanding performance in the battle, both of them received invitations from the Moving Mountain Sect to become its preparatory disciples.

"Brother Lu..."

Zhang Lang looked around, his eyes slightly dim.