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Xin'er had also asked the sky what he thought of the tree, but he only said that there was a treasure with great vitality in this cave, but it was unknown what it was.

"What do you think?" Xin'er tilted her head and looked the tree up and down.

"It should be a treasure with strong vitality." Xin'er looked straight at Rufeng, if it weren't for the sky, only she could hear it, Xin'er would have suspected that Rufeng had eavesdropped on their conversation, but she was also more sure that Rufeng was not a simple person.

"Where's the baby?"

Like the wind pointing to the tree, Xin'er asked tentatively, "In the trunk?" At dusk, he thought of the scene on the Tangting Mountain, where the dryad trapped the sky in the trunk of the tree, and hurriedly said, "You remove the enchantment, let Brother Hao use the Biluo Sword to split this trunk and take a look." ”

Rufeng smiled and said, "I want to see if there's something in it that doesn't have to be so troublesome." "Like the wind holding the branch in one hand, he pulled it hard, and the hole wall connected to the strange tree instantly cracked.

Before Xin'er could sigh at Rufeng's strength, countless branches were enraged and attacked towards Rufeng, and a few branches wrapped around his hand holding the trunk.

Like the wind used spiritual power to break the branches, quickly out of the sword, a sword stabbed at the ancient tree, the ancient tree like crazy, the trunk cracked a line, from which a branch stretched out to wrap around the wind and drag it like the trunk, all this happened in an instant, so fast that people were caught off guard.

Xin'er saw that the wind was swallowed by the ancient tree, and without thinking about it, she rushed in at the moment when the trunk was about to heal.

The moment she rushed into the trunk, Dongfang Xin'er's eyes were dark, and she was crowded into the trunk like a zongzi.

"Like the wind, where are you, how are you?" Dongfang Xin'er said anxiously.

"Why did you come in too?" It's not like the usual waves, and the sound of the wind reveals a rare anger.

Hearing that Rufeng was angry, Xin'er was a little inexplicable: "What? Can't I come in? ”

"You don't know what's dangerous here, do you know what's inside? What are you doing when you come in with this little strength? "From the moment he met Rufeng, it seemed that he wouldn't blink when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and even the bone-eroding pain after devouring the fire Bodhi, he didn't have any extra feelings, but now he was angry.

However, Xin'er is not a master to be messed with, seeing that Rufeng is angry, she is even more angry, and I don't know why she was overflowing with sympathy just now, worrying like the wind, but her kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs. "My strength is not very good, but since you are walking with me, I can't give up my companions, I will come in if you come in, if you think I am weak, just go out by yourself, don't worry about me!"

This time it was Rufeng's turn to be dumbfounded: Is this little girl worried about herself? Hehe, thinking like this, like the wind unconsciously evokes a light smile.

Hearing Rufeng's low laughter, Xin'er rolled her eyes speechlessly, pouted, turned her face away from Rufeng, and muttered: "After training others, I still laugh myself, my heart is really big." Although it was very dark in the trunk, after adaptation, and because they were all spiritual, the six senses were more powerful, and Xin'er's every move, even muttering to herself, could not escape the starry eyes like the wind.

Seeing Xin'er's vivid expression, his mood was even happier. However, the happier Rufeng is, the more angry Xin'er becomes. The two of them stayed in the trunk of the tree, and neither of them spoke!

It was the sky that broke the silence first, of course, but only Xin'er's cranky thoughts.

"I feel it, there are wooden relics at the base of the tree!" The sky said excitedly, and Xin'er could feel him tremble in the black jade.

"Wooden relics?"

The firmament suppressed his excitement and patiently solved Dongfang Xin'er's doubts: "At the beginning of the birth of the world, each element was very pure, and each cultivator could only cultivate one element, and then cultivate it to the purest and most refined. One of the cultivators of each element can cultivate to the main god, and the wood relics are formed by condensing the purest and most refined wood elements in the body when a main god of the wood system sits down. With this wood relic, there is the source of life! ”

Xin'er knew that relics would appear when the monks of the Tao sat down, but she didn't expect that the main god would condense his life's cultivation into relics when he sat down. Suddenly, a sentence came to mind: The hidden primordial god in the five elements of light!

Could it be that this wooden relic is one of the treasures that I am looking for?

"Wooden relics underneath it?" Xin'er's speech unconsciously became faster.

"Yes."

He took out a dagger from the black jade and dug it into the roots.

"There must be some treasure in this root, let's dig and see." While digging, Xin'er said to Rufeng.

However, Rufeng did not join the treasure digging operation, and Xin'er didn't care at all.

After about half an hour, I finally saw the wooden relics in the intertwined roots of the ancient tree, the size of jujubes, and the whole body was full of greenery. The tentacles are warm and cool, like jade.

"You're lucky to have found a wooden relic?" Xin'er looked up and saw her eyes as deep as the wind, revealing a faint smile.

You must know that this relic only exists in ancient books so far, if it weren't for Rufeng's own extensive reading and unforgettable, he would not know the wooden relics now.

"You know about this wooden relic too?" Xin'er said and handed the wooden relics in her hand to Rufeng, although this wooden relic may be what she is looking for, but for Rufeng, Xin'er knows that it is better to be generous than to hide it, because if he wants to grab it, he can't stop it.

Sure enough, Rufeng Feng's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Dongfang Xin'er with a little surprise, but he didn't reach out to pick up the wood relic: "This relic can't pass through the hands of others, it will be polluted, while it is very safe in the heart of this tree, you will take this relic and refine it, so as not to dream too much at night." ”

"And this one? Then there is no family heirloom for this relic? What if a family heirloom can't pass through the hands of many people? Xin'er blinked mischievously, as if she was saying something right, and as if she was inquiring about the news of the relics.

Rufeng's eyes flashed with a hint of pampering that he didn't even notice, and said with a smile: "There is no family that can inherit this relic, and your girl's luck is really good." ”

Xin'er pursed her lips and thought to herself: It seems that if you want to collect other relics, you still have to rely on luck, and there is no trace to be found.

"If you don't hurry up and refine the relics, I'll give you the Dharma protector." Seeing Xin'er in a daze, she knocked on her smooth forehead like the wind funny, but she thought in her heart that this girl was really different from ordinary people, if others saw the relics and didn't swallow them in one bite, where would there be such a stupid thing to show to others, so I thought about it and said: "If there are good things in the future, don't be stupid to show others." ”

Xin'er pursed her lips and said disapprovingly: "I know, if it were someone else, I would definitely not show it." Xin'er is telling the truth, if it is Dongfang Mu, Dongfang Hao or Dongfang Ning who are sitting opposite, she doesn't want to show them, it's not that she doesn't trust them, or she doesn't want to give up this baby, if what she holds in her hand is not what is implied in the poem, but any other treasure, she will definitely share it with them, and now, Xin'er herself doesn't know whether everything implied in that poem is safe, and how can she involve the person who loves her the most. But like the wind, the strength is unfathomable, you can't show him if you don't want to.