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Xingchen said: "This is Mother Earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is the mother of the earth, lifting the heavenly god tree, the earliest in the collapse of the sky to grow out of the sky. This is the place where the aura of the earth is loved, and all the aura of the earth is condensed here, and only here can the Heavenly Divine Tree grow. Han Yiming suddenly asked, "How do you know so much?" It seems that there is nothing you don't know. Xingchen said: "I don't know, anyway, I just know." Master, don't you suspect that I'm talking nonsense?" Han Yiming shook his head: "I don't think you're talking nonsense, but you're only three or four years old, why do you know so much?" This question has been in his heart for a long time, every time he sees Xingchen's well-informed appearance, he is a little surprised, and when he asks it, although it is blurted out, it is also a question buried deep in his heart. Xingchen was silent for a moment, looking away, but only for a moment, then he turned his eyes back to him and said, "Master, do you know what is hidden?"

Han Yiming was stunned by one sentence, he really didn't know what it was, opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and then said, "I don't know." I don't have much knowledge, so please tell me about it. Xingchen said: "The so-called hidden treasure is the treasure that lies in ambush. Maybe it's the accumulation of previous lives, or maybe it's the enlightenment that came by chance. Han Yiming said: "What do you mean, what you know, is your hidden?" Xingchen said: "Not only mine, but also yours." Where does the head of the house come from, the head of the house should know better than me, the head of the house is still very deep, and the head of the house is now using less than half of the hide. But how long have you been practicing, master, do you remember when you went to Lingshan?" Han Yiming thought about it carefully, the events of the day he went to Lingshan had long been blurred, or maybe it was because the days of ups and downs and stormy waves had passed a lot in the past three years, and he couldn't even remember the days when he went up the mountain, but he still remembered the situation when Master Lu Yueqing flew himself to the trail with a ruyi ring, and when he walked all the way to the Wanxiang Bridge, he was lonely and weak, and the fear of the road ahead after losing his life was mixed with the magnificent magic of Lingshan. Suddenly I felt like a world away, and my current self was already very different from my original self, but when I calmed down and thought about it, I felt that there was no change, and I really didn't have any changes.

His mind fluctuated, the past was vivid, and he listened to Xingchen coldly: "The head doesn't remember it." Han Yiming came back to his senses and nodded: "I really can't remember." Xingchen said: "But, do you remember how you cultivated in Lingshan?" Han Yiming said: "I really haven't done penance. I didn't even practice much. Xingchen said: "Where does the spiritual power of the head come from?" Han Yiming shook his head: "I really don't know where my spiritual power comes from. Xingchen said: "The head of the sect is hidden, the head of the sect has not practiced much, and his cultivation is extremely high. Pingbo's cultivation has been more than 1,000 years, and the head can have a tie with him, and what the head uses is the hidden on his body. Han Yiming said: "Then where did the hidden things on my body come from?" Xingchen shook his head: "This, I don't know. After a pause, he said, "The hour has come." Before the words fell, Han Yiming had already seen that the spiritual power from all directions was surging towards the divine tree that Xingchen had pointed out earlier.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the Shenmu was also dark, only the Dao aura under his feet was surging, Han Yiming also stood in the air, he was still holding the boy in one hand, the boy was really strong, the whole person slid down, still couldn't wake up, and his head was on the side. Han Yiming didn't dare to put him down, for fear that he would fall into that spiritual light.

As soon as the spiritual light surged over, the divine tree that Xingchen pointed out before began to shine with a little light, at first it was just a little flash here, a little flash there, and after a while, the whole tree was glowing with starlight. Han Yiming saw that the stars didn't move, so he didn't move, but if he really wanted to move, what should this boy do? Holding this boy, he couldn't use his hands and feet. I only heard Xingchen say: "Master, you will lend me the Phaseless Treasure Mirror." Han Yiming took out the treasure mirror, the boy took it in his hand, and gently stroked the mirror with his little hand. His fingers ran over the mirror, and there was a ripple in the mirror. His hand lifted from the mirror, and a silver thread had been pulled out of his little finger. Xingchen didn't raise his head, carefully wrapped the silver thread around his wrist, turned his wrist, and slowly pulled the silver thread out. Han Yiming didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't ask much and watched patiently. Xingchen said: "The head of the house will take care of him, stand back, and I will cut down this tree." Han Yiming: "Okay." Holding the boy back, Xingchen looked at the boy and said, "He hasn't woken up yet, if I can't cut it, I'll use the rope on his body." Han Yiming glanced down, the rope on the boy's body was dark red, and blood had already soaked into it. But the little gossip on the rope was shining and flashing gently.

Suddenly, the star-filled sacred tree stretched upwards and rose out of thin air. With a wave of Xingchen's hand, the silver thread was like a silver chain, wrapping the sacred tree around. Only then did Han Yiming see Dao aura coming from the underside of the Divine Tree, and countless fibrous roots arched upward, raising the Divine Tree a lot. Before he could understand it, the star's gesture changed, and the silver thread had tightly bound the sacred tree. A cold light flickered on his small hand, and a short sword was already in his hand. He raised his sword and fell, the cold light flashed, and there was a "bang" sound, and the Shenmu had been cut off by him. Xingchen started very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already started and dropped a few times, cutting off several roots in a row. When every root is broken, there is a "bang". Xingchen didn't seem to hear it, and he cut it at the roots without blinking, Han Yiming didn't expect him to start so quickly, he cut around the Shenmu, and the cutting was all tied to the silver thread, which was very simple, and in a blink of an eye, the Shenmu had already cut a circle, except for an extremely thick taproot, and the other roots were cut off by him.

The silver thread was always wrapped around the root of the sacred tree, and when the star cut off one, the silver thread fell down and landed on the other tendrel inside. Every sword of the stars is slashed on the silver line, and there is no difference. Xingchen looked around the sacred tree, the silver thread had been circled on the extremely thick taproot, Xingchen held the short sword in his hand, the whole hand and the short sword lit up, and the spiritual light on the blade of the short sword flashed, as if there was a fire burning. Xingchen took two steps back and leaped to his feet, the short sword in his hand slashing straight at the silver thread on the taproot. There was a loud "snap", and the spiritual light from the place where the short sword fell came through, stabbing people's eyes blind, Xingchen took a few steps back, Han Yiming hadn't seen him retreat, and hurriedly said: "Xingchen, are you okay?" Xingchen shook his head, Han Yiming looked towards his chop, only to see that the silver light was still coiled on the taproot, and the taproot did not move at all, not even a sword mark. Han Yiming was taken aback, what kind of spiritual power Xingchen was, the short sword in his hand was sharper than his own sword, but it couldn't cut the Divine Tree. Xingchen held the grievance in his hand, tilted his head to look at Shenmu, and turned his head to look at Han Yiming, Han Yiming was about to speak, but saw that he was looking at the boy he was holding, he was stunned for a moment, and said: "Xingchen, you, what do you want to ......" Xingchen said: "His blood may really be able to chop the Divine Tree." Han Yiming said: "No, he has shed so much blood, he will die!"