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"Boom—"

A dull roar resounded through the four fields.

The ancient tree that held heaven and earth slowly toppled down, burned into a piece of charcoal by a relentless fire, and then encountered the most relentless attacks, each attack that fell on the ancient tree was full of strength and fury.

It's as if this ancient tree is the culprit for all the crises.

The old tree has completely collapsed, and its time has become a thing of the past.

From that day on, the legend of the ancient tree became a myth without evidence, like the immortal gods in the legend, and became synonymous with falsehood, and even its name was no longer remembered. ”

"People have stopped worshipping ancient trees, but the branches and roots of ancient trees remain in the world, but they are still treasured in the eyes of people. ”

"The saints are still not worried about the branches and roots of these large tsubakes, and the war is still going on, and the remaining roots and branches are completely destroyed, and finally ...... Only the last four remained. At that time, the world has become what you saw before. ”

The woman said slowly, her expression slightly bitter.

"I can see it from the memories of Emperor Yuqing. Yan Qingyu's voice was full of hostility, and he said, "Why do you need to tell me?"

"You only see memories, but you can't appreciate her feelings. The woman looked at Yan Qingyu and said, "What kind of emotions do you feel when you look at that tragic picture?"

Yan Qingyu bit her lower lip slightly before saying, "Shock, fear." ”

But all of us who lived in that era, whether it was the emperor or the monks, felt endless remorse and pain. The woman said, stroking her sleeve slightly, and the picture flipped again.

What appeared in front of Yan Qingyu was a complete continent, the sun, moon and stars were dotted in the sky, according to their respective trajectories, the mountains and rivers were all over the earth, forming a beautiful landscape, surrounded by endless oceans, and islands in the sea.

However, for a moment, the continent suddenly cracked, as if it were a ravaged scroll, slowly torn by an inexplicable force, torn into pieces of pieces, and could never be recovered.

More than seventy percent of the area of that world became extremely fine fragments, scattered around the main world, and began to move in their own tracks.

And the location where the originally complete world was located, only less than thirty percent of the size remained, and it was also broken into seven spaces.

Continents warped up and could no longer connect with the surrounding land, and several different landmasses were constantly impacting each other, making the distortion between the fragments more and more serious.

"More than seventy percent of the races were completely wiped out, and some races left the main world and entered the small world, and even those that survived were killed by more than ninety percent of the total population. ”

"And the increasing distortion of space has made the living environment of each race even worse, even worse than the era of the flood, no matter which race, no matter how strong or weak, can only rely on the corpses of the refugees who died in this catastrophe to survive these desperate years, they still believe in their leader, can lead them out of the darkness. ”

"You weren't in that era, you couldn't experience that kind of pain. You fought for your people, your people, but in the end, you ruined everything you wanted. And even so, the people are willing to choose to believe in you, and that is a pain that is beyond all of us can bear. ”

"We tried to salvage it all, but it was too late, Otsubaki...... It's dead. ”

Yan Qingyu's expression changed suddenly when he heard this, and he said coldly: "Impossible!"

The woman looked at Yan Qingyu and shook her head solemnly and said, "That's the truth, we searched through every piece of space debris like crazy, hoping to find hope for Da Chun's resurrection, but in the end it was in vain. Tsubaki is really dead, even if it still has four branches left, but those four branches are ...... No matter how much you cultivate, you can't grow it anymore. ”

"Impossible!" Yan Qingyu's expression was full of anger, "Although I don't know why you lied to me...... But Tsubaki didn't die. ”

"Tsubaki is indeed dead, and we have burned it clean, and there is nothing left but the four branches. The woman looked at Yan Qingyu very seriously, "I have never deceived you, but you have been deceived." ”

Yan Qingyu looked at the woman's eyes, hoping to see something from the woman's eyes, the woman did not avoid Yan Qingyu's gaze, but calmly looked at the woman.

The woman's eyes were as clear as a stream, and at a glance, you could see every stone in the stream, and you could see the small fish swimming in the stream.

That gaze was so pure, so pure that even Yan Qingyu couldn't doubt if there was anything hidden in it.

"Because Tsubaki is dead, ...... We started trying something else, hoping to restore the world. The woman looked at Yan Qingyu and continued to speak slowly, "We took out the leaves that were integrated into our bodies again, and then used these leaves...... A big tree was recreated. ”

Yan Qingyu's expression changed slightly, if the woman hadn't deceived her, then this newly created tree was where she really came from.

"This new big tree is what we call the Wraith. The woman said, waving her sleeves slightly, "It's the meaning of the spirit of the underworld." ”

"There are spirits in the south of Chu, five hundred years old is spring, and five hundred years old is autumn?" Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, this record is also close to the statement of the ancient Great Chun, from a human classic.

Since Tsubaki has been confirmed to be true, it is not anything unexpected that this spirit is real.

"Five hundred years old?" the woman was also slightly stunned, then shook her head slightly and said, "...... Also, during the years of my life, my leaves had not been taken, and the wraiths were indeed five hundred years old. When I died, my leaves were taken away by the wraith, and it became eight hundred years old. ”

Yan Qingyu's expression suddenly changed again, eight hundred years old one season, four seasons are three thousand two hundred years, just the first life, the time when the fragments of the world scattered in the vast space and the present world began to dock.

"We are trying to use the power of the spirits we have created to bring those broken and scattered spaces back to the present world and fill the void in this world. The woman sighed softly, "But after all, the power of the spirit only comes from those leaves, far less than the big tree that really holds up this world, it can only bring those space debris closer to the world in its every year, but it can no longer hold those space debris, when it enters its winter, the power fades...... The space debris will then move away again, and the cycle will start over and over again, with no hope in sight. ”

"If the earth that cannot be restored remains as fractured as it is, it will only cause more disasters, so ...... We split the seven pieces and formed the Seven Realms. The woman waved her sleeves slightly, and the seven pieces of continental fragments that were constantly impacting each other turned over at a certain angle, forming a stable structure that crossed and supported each other, and finally made the restlessness of the earth gradually subside.

"But that's not enough. Da Chun is dead, and there is no channel between heaven and earth to transfer aura, and the aura can no longer be repeated, even if the spirit has the effect of transporting...... But after all, it's still far inferior to Otsubaki. The woman continued, "So we cut off some of the roots of the spirits and cultivated them into a plant that can move in the leylines on its own, and has the effect of channeling the earth's spiritual veins to compensate for the shortcomings of the spirits. ”

"This is immortality. Yan Qingyu remembered the wasteland treasure tree on the wasteland, and firmly rooted her roots into the earth, using her insignificant power to restore the leylines of such a huge wasteland.

"That's your sister too, isn't it?" the woman smiled slightly, "After doing all this, most of us have chosen to die and scatter the spiritual energy in our bodies between heaven and earth, to make up for the spiritual energy that was scattered into the void when the world was broken, so that this world can support for a while longer." ”

"I, on the other hand, am the only one who is alive, and I stay behind to look after the spirit so that it can grow into a tree that takes on the duties of Tsubaki, while looking for other possibilities. The woman said this, her expression was a little stunned, "I hid it from everyone, I don't want anyone to know that there is such a thing as a ghost." ”

"Are you afraid of the old thing repeating itself?" Yan Qingyu pursed her lips slightly.

The woman stared and nodded slightly.

After experiencing such a tragic event, she didn't want to use such a temptation to test the world again, the saint couldn't resist the temptation, how could the world guarantee it?

"I have led my champions to find other possibilities in the world, and the spirits thrive here. The woman's sleeve brushed the picture scroll in front of her, and the picture scroll changed again, on a vast grassland, a big tree standing up to the sky and the earth had a lush canopy, like jade, and wisps of clouds were wrapped around the leaves, constantly tumbling, very mysterious.

"I thought that the wraith would slowly grow according to our plan, and as it continued to grow, it would eventually become a new Tsubaki one day, but ...... We have all made one of the deadliest mistakes. ”

The woman sighed as she spoke, her expression full of sorrow.

Yan Qingyu was silent, she was waiting for the woman to tell her what the mistake was.

"Those leaves have been in our bodies for too long, and they have contaminated us with too many emotions, and the good, the evil, the happy, the sad, are all integrated into those leaves. The woman said, winking slightly, "Therefore, the spirit ...... It's no longer the simple tree, it gathers all our emotions, too complex emotions are unbearable for a new life that doesn't even know what this world is, great joy and sorrow, great good and great evil, making the spirit ...... Lose your marbles. ”

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