Song Shan knew that this transaction would not be so simple, but the tree species of the Tree of Life was too important, and the Immortal Tree and the World Tree all had their magic.

But the magic of the tree of life is different.

And even if others get the seeds, they can only plant them slowly, and only after serving from generation to generation can it be possible to plant a mature tree of life.

And Song Shan doesn't need it.

He has the ability to accelerate the growth of the Tree of Life.

Now there is an immortal tree in Fengsheng Village, there is a world tree, if you add a tree of life, then even if the sky collapses and the earth cracks, Fengsheng can still stand.

So this deal, he is willing to carry it out, even if it will be very risky.

"My conditions are simple!"

The young man said faintly: "Fifty years later, as long as you live, come to the Forest of Death again and take me out!"

"Why not now?"

Song Shan paused for a moment and asked rhetorically.

"Now you don't have this ability, you should have inherited the abilities of some ancient people, this ability can continue to be strong, and ......"

The young man smiled: " I can still live for a while, I don't dare to take risks, after fifty years, it should be that you humans are closer to the end of life, of course, you are more exceptional, you should be able to live for a few fifty years, but human life is always very magical, I can't say how long you can live in the future, but I have fifty years, which is enough for myself to gamble, if in fifty years, if you don't have this ability, then I have to try, I'd rather die outside, I also want to see, the outside world!"

At this moment, he is not a god.

Just a prisoner.

He has been under this underground for I don't know how many years since he became a spirit, and it has wisdom, just like humans, and has emotions.

He gradually felt infinite loneliness.

I also gradually lost hope for life.

It wasn't until someone appeared in this underground, and it wasn't until someone told him that the world outside was vast, that he had hope of life.

But he had entered a period of irreversible withering of plant life, and he had been here for thousands of years, and his roots had grown beneath the lava at the center of the earth.

He could have cut these roots, but his vitality could not be consumed at all.

Once transplanted, it should wither immediately.

And when the body withers, the true spirit will also disperse.

That is, complete death.

He is the tree of life, and his desire for life surpasses ordinary people, even as a tree, he already has his own true self and true spirit, and it is more important than anything to live.

So he had to wait until the last resort before he dared to try a transplant and leave the forest that had imprisoned him for countless years.

"Who planted you here back then?" Song Shan was very strange.

The formation of the Death Forest Bell is already a natural phenomenon, but the Tree of Life is an ancient sacred tree, and its seeds are unique, so it is impossible for them to appear here for no reason.

"I want to know about that too!"

The young man gritted his teeth, he had the true spirit of the self for a long time, and he had no feelings, but he was slowly getting along with the people of the tribe, and he had learned the seven emotions and six desires of people, such as hate.

He especially resented the man who planted it in this forest, and let him enjoy thousands of years of solitude.

Trees are the roots of the earth, and they cannot be moved.

So growing up there is very particular.

"Even if I promise you, aren't you afraid that I won't come back if I leave?"

Song Shan thought about it and said strangely.

"I'm afraid!"

The young man smiled slightly: "But I have no other way!"

He thought for a moment and said, "You shouldn't be the first human I believe, before you, there were already two people, promise me!"

"Fang Lun too?" Song Shan suddenly understood, why there was such a divine tree protecting the tribe, Fang Lun could still be separated, you must know that Song Shan could be directly killed by the divine tree if he didn't have special means.

"He's the second!"

The young man said: " He was in this tribe, for three whole years, I didn't wake up at first, in his thoughts, I woke up from my slumber, maybe the first person didn't know, let me down, I didn't want to believe in humans anymore, but in the end he convinced me, I let him go, he also took some things with him, I also acquiesced, just as a reward for him, but he didn't come back, maybe he came back, but he didn't dare to come here, because he knew that once he entered my attack range, he would never be able to get out again！”

"And who's the first one?"

Fang Nanyi interjected.

"He said he would be back, but I didn't wait!" replied, "If the time of the sun and the moon set, it should have been more than two hundred years, and in terms of human lifespan, he should be dead by now!"

"More than two hundred years ago?" Song Shan thought for a while: "At that time, it should be the eighteenth century, the Age of Discovery, there were many adventurers on the sea, and it was not surprising that they appeared in Africa?"

"If you have a chance, you can go to him, he may be dead, but some of my things should still be there, take back some of the things I gave him!" The young man smiled, and his smile was a little bitter: "If I get this thing back, maybe I can live a few more years!"

"Is there a name?"

Song Shan asked.

"He told me that he belonged to a place called England, I don't know, I just know, his name is Bout!" the young man told Song Shan.

"Bout?" Song Shan thought for a moment: "In the UK, this should be a simple name!"

"But not a simple surname!"

Fang Nanyi said softly: "The Bute family is a very ancient family in the UK!"

"Maybe it's not dead!" The young man said suddenly: "This person is holding my origin wood, which can only sustain life, if he is willing not to die or live, he can rely on my life origin to survive, these years, I don't feel that my life origin has disappeared, that is, the origin wood is still there!"

"Not dead?"

Song Shan swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "A person who is more than two hundred years old?"

He shuddered.

"Perhaps!"

The young man shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation, I can only tell you that the origin wood that is the origin of my life was taken away by him, and it is a part of my life!"

"What does it look like?"

Song Shan hurriedly asked.

"This look!" The young man described to Song Shan, at the beginning, he personally polished the root source wood and handed it over, he believed in human beings for the first time, and gave the most sincere feelings.

"Scepter?"

Song Shan squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "If there is hope, I will go back to the UK to see if I can find your Origin Wood and continue your life!"

He knew that this sacred tree also had the dream of immortality and a free heart.

He has a natural affinity for plant life.

He also likes this tree very much, and if he can help, he will help, even if it is not a transaction, if it really happens, he also hopes that this tree can live.

In this world, there are too few ancient sacred trees, at least he has seen too little, maybe there are still in the world, after all, this world is so big, he has not been able to go through.

"Thank you!"

The young man smiled, he could feel the sincerity of the human race in front of him, as the tree of life, his thoughts were the purest and most sincere.

Even if he has suffered a loss, he is willing to trust.

"I am a farmer, I respect every plant life, just like human beings, especially you plant life that has formed your true spirit after thousands of years of accumulation, in my heart, you are no different from human beings!" Song Shan said softly: "What you ask, I will promise you, this deal, I will agree, within fifty years, as long as I am alive, I will come down and transplant you, and leave this cage that has been imprisoned for countless years!"

He said that he would do it, it was difficult, but it was not necessarily impossible to do it, the roots were planted too deep and could not be dug out, but they could be cut off.

As for the replenishment of vitality, he can also guarantee it.

Just solve the problem of the wilting period.

He was able to transplant the tree.

This question takes time.

He doesn't have much of a clue at the moment.

"Thank you!" the young man breathed a sigh of relief, now that he was a tree of despair, he could not see the existence of hope, but any slightest hope would be precious.

Wanting to live is not only the struggle of the human race, but also the pursuit of all life, including the life of plants.

So he didn't want to die.

"I have some questions, I want to ask you, is it okay?" Song Shan suddenly pursued some questions about himself.

"Yes!"

The young man smiled: "You ask, as long as I know, I will tell you!"

"Is there a god in this world?" Song Shan asked the first question.

"God?"

The young man thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "What is God?"

Song Shan didn't know how to answer, and finally could only say in general terms: "Is it the kind of life that has surpassed the life level of ordinary people?"

"Nope!"

The young man told Song Shan, "Three thousand years ago, there may have been, but I'm not sure, it's just that at that time, there were indeed some particularly powerful human beings, some abilities that could surpass nature!"

Song Shan asked again, this time he took off the pendant around his neck and showed it to the young man: "Have you seen these tripods with lines?"

"Very strong vitality, but without the slightest overflow, this is an artifact, if it weren't for my very sensitivity to vitality, maybe when I look at it, it's just an ordinary stone tripod!"

The young man pondered for a while, thought about it for a long time, and then said: "I should have seen this pattern once, but it is a little too long, and I can't remember it, you let me think about it!"

He is not a god, he is just a tree that has lived for a long, long time, especially now that it has entered the withering period, that is, the aging period among human beings.

It's an old tree.

His true spirit imprint is actually overflowing, and there will really be some intermittent and loopholes in his memory.

"It should be hundreds of years ago, there was a tribe that entered the Forest of Death from the ground, and they seemed to have come to visit the natural tribes, and the tattoos on those people seemed to be like this......

"I remember!"

Fang Nanyi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembered some of the lost memories, and she shouted: "I just accidentally saw this pattern from a person's tattoo when I was sleeping!"

At first, she went back and told Song Shan that they went into a strange place and saw this pattern, and then it attracted Song Shan's special attention.

"What tribe?"

Song Shan frowned.

How could Shennong's origin tripod from the Eastern Shenzhou fall on the land of Africa, and it was also taken by a tribe.

"If you can find that person, you should be able to find that tribe!" the young man said: "The forest of death does not allow humans to live, this evil aura will make people crazy, even plants are extremely ferocious, human beings must have shelter to survive here, and the natural tribe can be protected by me, the rest of the tribes that came in hundreds of years ago, they must also have something to protect them!"

"Fang Lun?"

Song Shan smiled bitterly, turned around, and turned back to Fang Lun's body, it seemed that Fang Lun had to be found out.

"Thank you to the Tree of Life for your doubts!" Song Shan bowed.

"Not necessarily!"

The young man smiled and said, "In addition, you can call me Ming, someone gave me a name many years ago, but the people here call me a god, so I don't remember it very clearly!"

"Lord Ming!" Song Shan still has a lot of respect for an old-timer who is thousands of years old, and he asked, "Can I really choose the seed of life in this hall?"

"Yes!"

The young man said: "But you can only take three, give more, I'm afraid you won't come back, you are a person who is very lively about life and plants, I can see the heat of plants in your eyes, as long as you still think about my seeds of life, you will come back!"

He can't learn anthropology, and he doesn't have such a mind, so he does things more calmly, even if it is threats and temptations, he says it so directly.

Song Shan smiled: "I'm not greedy, the seeds of life in the Death Forest are all rare plant lives in this world, and I am already satisfied with the three!"

Who knew that his heart was dripping blood.

If he could take it all and put it in the Origin World, he would probably be able to fall asleep and laugh.

But he could also understand the Tree of Life's concerns.

This is a man who has been deceived twice by humans.

He doesn't necessarily believe in himself.

Song Shan is very careful in the selection, every wooden box here is made of the trunk of the tree of life, with the breath of life, so these tree species can be maintained very well.

He picked the first wooden box, opened it and looked at it for a long time, and the breath of life flowed from it.

"Ghost grass?"

Young Man stood next to him and smiled: "This is not easy to plant!"

"I don't like easy ones, I like to challenge difficult ones!" Song Shan grinned and put the wooden box away.

He went on to pick the second one, which was naturally the species of the Tree of Life.

Min promised to give him one.

Naturally, he had to take it.

The third.

This is also a particularly strange plant, and it is also an ancient plant, this species has been hidden for more than a thousand years.

The three wooden boxes were all put away, and Song Shan's eyes lingered on the rows of life seeds, and he really wanted to take them all home.

There's a chance!

Song Shan gritted his teeth and made up his mind that if he wanted to transplant the Tree of Life to the ground, no matter how much it cost, it would be worth it.

And the young man's eyes looked at Song Shan's reluctant look, and he couldn't help laughing, this one, he seemed to have made the right bet.