"He hasn't come out yet?" Green looked at the thatched hut on the mountainside, and asked Xue Yu with some confusion, "Why did he go?

"I don't know, but no matter how I look at it, I think he's lazy. Xue Yu tilted her head and thought about it carefully, her eyes full of suspicion.

After the thatched hut was set up, Li Qi ran in, and it has been three days now, Xue Yu and Green are busy outside, but they are all stopped by Zirui in front of the door to find Li Qi.

Seeing Zirui seriously telling them that Brother Li had something to do, no one could disturb them, and they really didn't have anything to do.

Although the two have always believed that Li Qi ran in and was lazy, but what if something really happened, no one can say for sure, if it really broke Li Qi's matter, I am afraid it will be even worse.

Under this kind of thinking, naturally, the two gave up the idea of bothering Li Qi, but these speculations are indispensable.

Inside the room, Li Qi closed his eyes and sat upright on the stone bed in a five-hearted posture.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he had encountered something unusual.

When he was in the Elven Forest, Li Qi wanted to use the time clockwork to change the time flow rate of the Ancient Tree of Life, but he was detected by the rules of this world, so his vitality was hit hard, if it wasn't for the Ancient Tree of Life to save him, I am afraid that he would have died long ago.

The injuries on such a mysterious and mysterious thing as vitality are completely different from the injuries Li Qi has seen, whether it is an injury to the sea of spirits or a physical injury, Li Qi has experienced it.

Compared to them, the wound on the life force is more like a shackle, it does not hinder your normal movement, but it limits your physical and mental strength, and these two forces seem to act as opposites, restraining the wound on the life force.

That's why when Li Qi is in the realm of chaos, there will be things that even Mu Qing can't beat.

The injury on the vitality is like the destruction of the essence of Li Qi's life, and nothing can help this injury, so it can only slowly recover on its own.

If Traceless was awake, Li Qi might still be able to ask him for advice or two, but unfortunately Traceless didn't seem to wake up a few times.

Rushing from the Chaos Realm to Seabreeze City, and then through the crystal barrier to get here, Aatrox had recovered from his serious injuries in the past two months, partly because of his own strong recovery as a dragon.

On the other hand, it also shows the trickiness of Li Qi's injury.

But fortunately, after two months of recuperation, Li Qi has also recovered a lot, and in terms of combat power alone, he is still much stronger than his previous self who was only a first-order.

Ever since he decided to settle in Turtle Valley, Li Qi had an idea.

He wanted to release the seedlings of the ancient tree of life in the black pool.

It's not a matter that the holy relics of the elves are always rooted in their own spiritual world.

The elves, like humans, reproduce their children through reproduction, but unlike humans, their power is obtained by relying on the ancient tree of life.

Including the baptism of elven children, it is the same, and it is precisely because of this that there will be a situation where the elven clan in the elven forest is only 6,000 people at most.

It's not that the elves can't be born, but the ancient tree of life that puts ninety percent of the power in the space gate to compete with the space gate, and there is really no extra strength to let the elves develop and grow.

This shows the importance of the Ancient Tree of Life to the elves.

What's more, the waste staff had already made it clear that he was protecting Li Qi in order to protect the Ancient Tree of Life, Li Qi didn't like this feeling very much, even if he knew that this sixth-order powerhouse would not make the slightest outrageous move towards him, he was awkward.

He didn't understand what Aatrox had said to him before, but it was one thing to understand, and it was another to let him accept it. If he was a sixth-order senior brother, he was afraid that Li Qi would have started his journey proudly, but if he was replaced with a waste staff, Li Qi should panic.

With so many reasons added up, there was no reason why Li Qi didn't immediately release the seedlings of this ancient tree of life.

It's just that he's not a life ancient tree seedling, him, after three days, he looked at the jasper seedling on the sea of spirits, and still didn't have a clue.

Don't say it's him, it's estimated that if you change to the ancient tree of life and come by yourself, I'm afraid it's all right.

He was a little sad at the moment.

The sea of spirits in the spiritual world that could be used by him had been restored to twenty directions, but these twenty directions were already equivalent to the previous forty directions of the sea of spirits.

Without the containment of the vital injuries of life, this sea of twenty spirits was still expanding rapidly, and sooner or later one day it would expand to twenty times that of before.

He had tried everything, and he was a little bored as he controlled the spiritual power to turn into filaments, and for a moment he picked at the only tender leaf on the seedling of the Tree of Life.

His eyelids jumped suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, as if he couldn't believe what he had just seen.

The sound of insects and birds outside was so peaceful, Li Qi leaned into the gap in front of the thatched house door to look, only Zirui was boringly rubbing Natsume's bow in front of the door, and the mustard quiver was placed in front of him.

Li Qi didn't want to alarm him, and quietly sat back on the stone bed and closed his eyes again.

It wasn't like a dream, he was going to try again.

The filament of spiritual power appeared again, Li Qi controlled it, and cautiously leaned towards the seedling of the ancient tree of life, and then, right under his nose, the filament of spiritual power was silently reduced by half.

It's like being bitten by someone.

Li Qi was ecstatic in his heart, he was not afraid of movement, he was afraid that there would be no movement, as long as there was movement, it was a good thing.

He thought about it for a while, and commanded those spiritual power tides to rush towards the seedlings, and after a while, there was no change in the slightest.

The transparent Li Qi in the sea of spirits was a little puzzled, frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and waved his small hand like a transparent crystal.

All those spiritual powers retreated, and Li Qi turned his spiritual power into filaments again, but it was much thicker than before, and he sent his spiritual power towards the seedlings.

However, nothing has changed.

He turned into the same thin filament of spiritual power as before, and this time, half of it disappeared at once. Li Qi thought about it carefully and suddenly realized.

The ancient tree of life that he saw before had his own consciousness, and he was an old monster who had lived for 10,000 years, as his successor, how could the seedlings in front of him not have their own consciousness and their own life.

I have always regarded it as a dead thing, which is originally wrong.

No wonder it has been in its own spiritual sea for so long, but it has not changed at all.

Since you are alive, you naturally have to eat, and how can you grow up without eating?

In his own spiritual sea, in addition to spiritual power, there is only that Motan, and when he sees the seedlings of the ancient tree of life taking root in Motan, he is afraid that he is salivating over this Motan, but there is a Motan that sits without a trace, just like the iron rooster, how can it take advantage.

This one comes and goes, isn't it just like a child who is hungry, and the filament of spiritual power that he sent over is just like the food he sent over at the right time, so it naturally doesn't pick it.

As for the spiritual power that doesn't eat, I'm afraid that this ancient tree of life picks its mouth, and dislikes those spiritual powers that are too strong and unappetizing.

Later, those thicker spiritual filaments are the best proof of this.

After understanding this, Li Qi immediately understood what to do next.

As a result, one by one, the freshly baked filaments of spiritual power were sent to the seedlings of the ancient tree of life as if they were serving the young master.

Although there has not been much change yet, Li Qi has seen hope.

The residence of the Turtle Valley goblin clan.

Goblins have always lived underground, just like cave dwarves.

Let's just say that the eighteen-layer hell of Qingqiu City, the human race and the elf race are not used to it, and only their goblin clan is willing to eat.

The first batch of houses in Turtle Valley were built by them, but they could only live in goblins.

Compared to the elves who have never built treehouses, and compared to the swordsmen who only know how to kill people for half their lives, the goblin clan led by Aturu is many times more talented in building than they don't know.

Dwarves are good at master-level blacksmiths, and goblins are good at master-level alchemists, this is already the consensus of this world.

There are more than 1,000 remnants of the goblins in the Red Mud Tribe, none of whom do not understand alchemy, the difference is only that their attainments in alchemy are different, such as Turis, who is already a master of alchemy.

Like the dwarves, the goblins also like to explore the veins around them, which the dwarves use to craft weapons and goblins to refine artifacts.

But these days they are not busy with this, the residence of the three thousand falling snow shield swordsmen and the 10,000 old Ji camp has not been completed, and the goblin clan has gone to a full thousand goblins to help, and only the remaining goblins have gone to explore the ore veins.

Aturu sat in his room, looking at the magic crystal lamp shining on the roof, very satisfied with his current life.

Relaxed, comfortable, you don't need to worry about everything, just follow Mr. Li.

From the time he became the patriarch until now, whether it was in Qingqiu City or Falling Snow City, or later in the Realm of Chaos, he had never been so at ease as he was now.

I don't know why, it's clear that Mr. Li's strength is only second-order, not to mention the abolition of the staff, let's just say that there are many other people whose strength is higher than Mr. Li, but when Aturu sees Li Qi, he will feel extremely relieved.

It's like nothing can stop Mr. Li, and he doesn't know why this is happening, but this feeling seems to be ...... Not bad.

While he was thinking about it, a goblin suddenly rushed in from outside, breathless.

"What's wrong?" asked Aturu, the Red Mud Tribe was not big, and he didn't have any patriarch shelf himself, so he wasn't surprised that his goblins rushed in, but it was strange why he looked anxious.

"Beside it, at the bottom of the hill next to it, there is ...... There was ......"

The goblin, dressed in a rough manner, pointed to the right, and said word by word.

"What's there? Don't worry. Aturu patted him on the back.

"There's a lot of Wind Kuijin!" the goblin gasped heavily, and said the next word in one breath.

"What!" Aturu's whole face suddenly flushed as if he had been thundered, and he became more excited than the goblin in an instant.

"Take me!"