The purple pupils widened for a moment and asked, "Is it Ling Junyi?"

The child stared at her deeply and said nothing. The pen www.biquge.info was stunned for a few seconds, he staggered back two steps, and then quickly turned around and ran.

The purple pupil looked at the white figure, like an angel, but if he was really an angel, he must hug her, the poor person, why did he run?

The terrain outside was very flat and empty, even if he had run so far, he could still see the distant back, it seems, he turned his head, do you want to chase? She didn't want to chase it. If you really want to stay, you should immediately grab him and not let him go the moment he turns around. Now, it's too late. It's not worth it for her either.

The distant figure had shrunk into a white dot, and she suddenly had some doubts, although he looked exactly like Ling Junyi, he felt weird. That feeling has been suppressed...... Uncomfortable!

Suddenly, she felt as if something had slipped across her cheeks, and when she looked up, the pale green sky was still the same, but the thin and dense lines filled her vision.

The grass on which she sat was itchy too, and she got up.

Look carefully, look carefully! This rain ...... From the earth to heaven!

It's raining.

She watched with wide eyes, and it looked like it was raining if she didn't pay attention. There are some things that you just can't take too seriously, otherwise you will surprise yourself, beyond your imagination! She stood in the rain and watched the rain rise from beginning to end, the sky was green, and the grass was black. Is the world turned upside down?

The purple pupil lingered for a few steps. Suddenly, as if driven by the wind, the rain slanted into the sky, and the rain intensified, and under the threat of this cloudy and unpredictable weather, she had no choice but to run back to the Demon Slayer Academy as quickly as possible.

After several tosses, Zitong finally found the cultivation world. She shook the raindrops from her hair, twisted the sleeves of her coat, and unexpectedly twisted out strings of rain. She pushed open the quaint door, and five more doors appeared in front of her.

"One, two, three, four. She picked up the index finger of her left hand and counted it down to the fourth, and said to herself stupidly, "It's you." ”

The reason why she chose the fourth room is because the first three rooms are no longer challenging for her, and the last one is the best choice. Besides, not everyone is qualified to enter this room, which is exactly what she wants!

However, the moment she pushed the door open, her heart went cold. Against this pale background, there was only one tree, and even though it was a special tree, she was a little disappointed.

She shrugged helplessly, turned around and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly sounded: "You're back!"

The voice sounded subdued and sonorous, like an old man reciting an impassioned poem. Purple pupils followed the voice and looked at it—it was the tree!

Although her eyesight had returned to normal, she still couldn't believe what she saw—a face floating on the uneven bark.

Curious, she leaned closer to see what was real. A few points taller than her on the thick trunk of the tree, a face stood out on the bark. Although the face was the color of the bark and so rough, I could still see the eyes and nose clearly, and the mouth was still moving, "It was you." "This voice is very flat, and it is really different from the one just now.

"You are?"

"Me. Haven't you heard of me? There is a strange tree in the world, which is neither human, nor demon, nor immortal, nor demon, but the embodiment of the essence of heaven and earth, and is also a wise person. Mortals can't see it, and those who are destined will answer their questions. The name is Lao Fang. The voice was slow, and it was slow.

"Then you're nothing. You're a thing that has a name but doesn't know what it is. It's weird. Are you still alive? Have you ever died?"

"Dead ...... I've died? No, I'm not dead! I'm still here! But I did sleep for a while, and when I woke up, I saw you coming, but I recognized the wrong person. Don't take my self-introduction seriously, except for my name, everything else is fooling. ”

"Old man. ”

"Hmm. He replied sullenly.

"You've only slept for a while, so what are you doing when you're awake? They all say no one has been here for a long time, it must have been ten years. ”

"Think about it, I've only slept for more than ten years, Lao Fang has lived for 2014, that's only more than ten years, isn't it just that my eyes are closed and opened?"

"Is it really as easy as you say? Life is so sad for decades, let alone thousands of years?"

"What I say may not be true, but if you believe it, it won't be false. millennia. But to transform from a dead man into a living tree, from a decaying corpse to a new soul. It took me a thousand years to grow a face on a tree trunk, and then it took five hundred years to learn to speak. For the next 500 years, I still couldn't move, so I waited for someone to come and talk to me in the place where the fir tree took root. He said it, sounding so vicissitudes and so sad.

Purple pupils measured the tree with curiosity. The facial features of this face are distinct, as if they grew from the bark of a tree, it is very realistic, and it can move. If you look closely, there is a protrusion on his mouth like a beard, which looks like the face of a wrinkled old man along the vertical and horizontal texture of the bark ravines. If it was the first time she encountered this strange thing, she would have run away, but the previous experience had taught her to calm down. She wondered if this strange tree called "Lao Fir" was really so magical that it could answer all questions.

Purple Pupil sat down by the big tree, leaned against the trunk, closed her eyes, pretended to be asleep, and said slowly: "I will listen to the story you tell for five hundred years." ”

"How can I say that I am also a wise man, don't be so light in front of me, okay?" The tree's voice was really fickle, and this sentence was particularly naughty and funny.

"Maybe I should have said just now, I want to hear it! You finally waited for your so-called destined person, you must have a lot to say. Five hundred years has passed, you must have seen many people and many things, and you must have made a lot of friends, I want to know. Also, don't you know how to move? Could it be that you grew up in this place a thousand years ago? Or do you already know how to walk, you come here to sleep, and wake up and leave?" ”

"This hundred years is considered a lifetime, and now I am the sixth in my story. In the past 500 years, there have not been many people who are destined, and there are only a few who can see me. He was pretentious, pretentious, and sounded like a storyteller on the street to solicit an audience.