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The middle of the forest is slightly hollow, and the one hundred and ten charred black dead trees in the center are particularly dazzling, and the dark green on these hundred and ten scorched trees is even more dazzling.

Layer upon layer of scorched wood were stacked on top of each other, all of which had been damaged by lightning for 100,000 years.

Because of the mutation, these lightning strike trees grow very slowly, and they can only grow three inches in a thousand years. But the trunk of the three-inch-long lightning strike wood was harder than some ore.

Ye Ling looked at the branches on the charred black dead trees that were less than three feet long, and sighed, "Isn't it still possible to pass the 10,000-year mark?"

The old tree seemed to hear Ye Ling's whisper, and the branches leaned over and said, "Little friend, what are you sighing about?"

Ye Ling raised his head, looked at the branches of the old tree, and said, "The 10,000-year mark, is it really impossible to cross?"

"Is this?" the old tree hesitated for a moment and stammered slightly, "It should be insurmountable, but I can't say for sure!"

"Really?" Ye Ling grinned, "I saw a man from 70,000 years ago. ”

"Seventy thousand years!" the old tree panicked for a moment, "how is it possible? Is he dead?"

"Yes. Ye Ling replied truthfully, "He died shortly after he woke up. ”

"I see. The old tree seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "he was self-proclaimed. ”

Ye Ling nodded, "That's right, he used the Coiling Dragon Lock Heaven Array to seal himself for tens of thousands of years. ”

"Coiling Dragon Locking Heaven Array!! your family can actually pass this formation to outsiders. The old tree exclaimed.

Ye Ling glanced at Lao Shu, "Are you very selfish when we are in our family?"

"No, no, no. The branches and leaves of the old tree shook quickly.

"I need your help!" Ye Ling said straight to the point.

"No problem!" The branches and leaves of the old tree shook again, "Anyway, you are also a member of that family, we still have to help with this little thing, but unfortunately you are still too weak now." ”

Ye Ling's face darkened. How did I get to that place, as long as anyone who knew my family, they would sigh that I was too weak.

He's meowing, I know I'm weak now, and you don't have to sigh every time!

The more Ye Ling thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply didn't answer, and sat cross-legged on the ground, next to him was the old tree who had been talking to Ye Ling.

After seeing Ye Ling settle down, the surrounding lightning strike wood began to boil.

"Grandpa, grandpa, is this the Night Clan of this generation?" Some still slightly immature voices sounded happily here, they had not seen real humans since they were born with Lingzhi.

The old tree smiled and said, "It should be." But... The dry bark of the old tree moved, "He's still not qualified, he'll wait a few hundred years to come back." ”

"Ahh When the young tree heard the old tree's answer, they all bowed their heads in disappointment, and the leaves became dim.

"How many hundred years?" a voice suddenly sounded here, "A few hundred years, can you still live?"

"Haven't you settled?" exclaimed the old tree in surprise.

"I'll be able to settle down as soon as I sit down, what are you kidding?" Ye Ling chuckled, and then his eyes narrowed, becoming sharp, staring at the old tree, and said slowly, "From the beginning, I had some strangeness, you can't survive the 10,000-year tribulation, and every time you fail to cross the tribulation, you will give birth to new spiritual wisdom. That... How did you know about us?"

"We're a good crossover. The old tree laughed, as if he didn't care about Ye Ling's question, "But every time we cross the catastrophe, a few of our trees will survive, and the surviving trees will tell the newborn spirit about their lives and their missions. ”

"That's it, we keep it going. ”

Ye Ling nodded, no longer spoke, and silently put his hand on the charred black dead wood of the old tree, and the purple thunder and lightning on his arm were surging.

There was also thunder looming on the scorched black dead wood, and the faint thunder light was particularly dazzling on the scorched black trunk.

Ye Ling closed his eyes, carefully comprehending the Heavenly Dao Thunder Intent contained in the Lightning Strike Wood and the trace of vitality after the Thunder Tribulation.

The old tree saw through Ye Ling's thoughts, and the branches began to shake constantly, and there was a ball of thunder rolling on each branch, and the old tree kept shaking the branches, and the branches kept wandering around Ye Ling with the thunderball.

Ye Ling didn't care about the old tree's pranks, and carefully understood what he wanted to understand.

Life!

It's this glimmer of life!

His current thunder art is full of destruction, according to the teachings of the Night Emperor, he should have already given birth to a trace of vitality, and he can only condense some dead things now, and when he condenses some living things, he must also add his own sense of meaning, otherwise, the small things he condenses are completely useless.

Life!

This ray of vitality is so important.

When the Night Emperor first taught Ye Ling, the first thing he did was to let Ye Ling see the vitality in the Thunder Tribulation, and Ye Ling also saw the vitality, but it took more than half a year to condense this vitality by himself.

No!

It's not just going to the next level, it's just opening the door to a new world.

Ye Ling is now standing at the entrance of the Thunder Dao Gate, only missing this kick from the door, only a wisp of vitality in this Thunder Law.

Ye Ling can really fight against the king, at least he doesn't have to hide in the formation, and use the power of the formation to kill the strong.

Therefore, the vitality of the thunder road, Ye Ling is now imperative.

With the perception of the thunder tribulation in the lightning strike wood, and the perception of the vitality in the lightning strike wood, Ye Ling's breath is slowly changing.

The old tree kept staring at Ye Ling, and the slight change in Ye Ling's breath could not escape the old tree's induction, the old tree felt it for a long time, slowly exhaled, and said slowly, "No matter how many times it is, the cultivation speed of their clan is really embarrassing!"

"That's because you don't know what we're paying for!"

Lao Shu looked at Ye Ling who got up, and said with a smile, "It's over?"

"It's over. Yeling patted the dust on his buttocks and responded.

"Your cultivation speed is really fast!" Lao Shu sighed again, "When you came, you were still in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and now you are in the late stage, close to the cultivation of Dacheng, right?"

Ye Ling listened to Lao Shu's appreciation, and did not show happiness, but said with a serious face, a little gloomy, "Our clan is growing up quickly, and we are here to protect the human race, and it is normal for us to cultivate quickly. ”

"Haha... Ha ha... The old tree smiled a little awkwardly.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes. Ye Ling responded, "Originally, I came to comprehend Lei Dao, but now that Lei Dao is Xiaocheng, I should leave." ”

"Wait. The old tree cried out, "I have calculated for you, and you will be doomed here, so I will give you this twig." ”

"Calculate it for me?" Ye Ling didn't go to pick up the branches given by the old tree, but tangled up with what the old tree said.

can understate a hexagram for Ye Ling, this old tree's cultivation is going against the sky, no wonder it has to experience a thunderstorm every thousand years. Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the branches of the old tree full of branches, thinking that after two zhang, even if it was not far from three zhang, it also showed that the old tree had experienced at least eight heavenly calamities without dying, this old tree, it seems that it is not as simple as imagined!

Ye Ling didn't accept the branch given by the old tree, and the branches of the old tree kept holding this branch about eight feet long and as thick as a calf.

Although this branch is only one zhang, but according to the growth of the lightning strike wood, this branch is two thousand years old, and this is the branch of the old tree, it can also be said that this is the previous life of the old tree, so the old tree wants to send this branch to Ye Ling, and Ye Ling will never dare to take over.

Seeing that Ye Ling didn't answer, Lao Shu also understood what Ye Ling was thinking, so he said, "You just take it, since you practice the Thunder Method, then my branches are good for you, and this can also be used as a weapon." As he spoke, the old tree was still waving its branches, with the sound of wind and thunder, "Let you take it, you will take it, and you will have several disasters next." ”

"If you pass, you will be an emperor, and you can't get by... ”

Lao Shu paused, wanted to say but didn't want to say the following, and only spit out the next sentence after a long time, "If you can't get by, you're just a handful of loess." ”

Ye Ling didn't say anything, just looked at the old tree quietly.

"You are the descendant of the Night Emperor, the Night Emperor is kind to me, I dare not help the descendants of the Night Emperor, and I have to help, so for your own sake, it is still a little difficult for you to overcome it yourself, so let's take this with you. ”

Ye Ling frowned, was silent for a long time, bowed to the old tree, and took the branches of the old tree with both hands, the branches of the lightning strike wood were comparable to gold and stone, and they were extremely heavy to start, Ye Ling didn't expect this thing to be so heavy, and it was almost ugly.

"Lightning strikes the branches of the wood. The old tree said faintly, "Although these branches are only small branches that are more than two thousand years old, they are much harder than some weapons, and I am afraid they are comparable to some sect masters' magic weapons." ”

Yeling bowed down again and thanked the old tree. Then, he said goodbye to the old tree.

The old tree nodded.

When Ye Ling turned to leave, his ears moved slightly, tilted his head slightly, and nodded imperceptibly.

Outside the forest, on a hill in the distance, a figure saw Ye Ling coming out of the woods, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay." But this stinky boy has a lot of secrets, and what is in this forest, even I can't break into. ”

Inside the forest, lightning struck the woods, and the old tree muttered to himself, "Who is it? Who is it?"

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