In front of the dryad, it can sense the depths of the roots of the tree and has a trace of vitality.

For plants, vitality can be said to be infinite, or infinitesimal to be infinitesimal, as long as the time is ripe, it is like rebuilding, and then have a life.

In Long Chen's senses, the upgrade was under the cover of the thunderous aura, and he couldn't detect it at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the eyes of the law are transparent through yin and yang, the eyes are special, and the sun and moon are flowing, I'm afraid it would be the same as the yin ghost, and I wouldn't be able to find the location of the tree demon in front of me.

That wisp of anger was left by the dryad.

This mass grave is located in the middle of nowhere, and there is no one to see all day.

During the day, the dryad can't move, but it only becomes active at night, and that little bit of vitality plays a vital role.

At night, the dryad comes to life and moves, and if there are human traces, then kill people, thinking that it is blood food, and improve cultivation.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the mass graves, and the shadows of the dead branches, the teeth and claws, the evening breeze blew, and the hideous claws came from the darkness, as if they were going to catch any living creature into hell.

"That tree, you have to find a way to dig it up in the setting sun. ”

Chen Long once again affirmed his statement and asked the two Yin Si ghosts to dig up the tree.

"Ah, we, we can't. ”

Hearing Long Chen's words, the two Yin Si ghosts glanced at each other, their eyes were confused, and there was no way to do it.

Chen Long is also pondering, how to dig the tree, to put it mildly, he really has a way, the magic tree digger in his previous life, as long as he dares to draw it, then he will definitely be able to go down with an awl and dig the tree directly to the roots.

However, in this world, when taken out in front of everyone, there is really something wrong with the style of painting.

If it was a fire, it would burn the thunderbolt wood that was in the thunder, but it was a pity.

He also wondered if he could use the lightning strike wood in front of him to make a thunder magic sword.

"You can't, it's going to be dark, and I'm the only one who can do it myself. ”

Chen Long can't do anything about this, the path of the two Yin Si parades is too shallow, and if you want to deal with the Dryad, I'm afraid it won't be enough to give people heads.

"Here comes the sword!"

A sword came, full of spirit, and looked at the world.

It's quite self-respecting!

Heaven does not give birth to my fairy swordsman, the immortal road is like a long night, the sword comes!

The top of the immortals, proud of the world!

With my long sword, there is heaven! The sword of the great river comes from the sky!

The surging Dao rhyme is displayed, from the nine heavens, the white clouds turn into a sword, from the underground nine secluded blue falls, Huangquan Hell, there is a faint sense of determination, as if the sword is hidden in the hand, leading but not triggering.

After a sword came, a sword light flashed in the sky, and it was a light, like lightning, like thunder, like the only myth, that heaven and earth are the will of God.

Words follow the law, mouth with Tianxian, come as you say, a sword across the sky and shake the world! Break the red dust! Kill all the immortals!

With a sword in hand, cut nine days!

If there is no true immortal in the world, I would like to hold a sword and become an immortal!

Click!

The huge dead wood in front of him, with a wail, was slashed by a sword, and the roots were broken, and the slashed tree port, the trunk above crackled, and fell to the ground.

At the moment when the trees fell, the afterglow of the sun completely disappeared into this world.

The fallen leaves around him flew up, and the dryad lifted the restrictions of the plants and came to life as night fell.

The Dryad, which was originally only able to move in the shadows, instantly got the opportunity to come to the ground.

Crash!

The leaves of the trees fell one after another, like the snow in spring.

Gone are the mass graves in front of me, and the trunks of the trees that had fallen before are gone, replaced by a place, a fantasy, a place made up of a sea of leaves.

The endless stretch was full of leaves, and the leaves were like the sea, drowning the people.

The two ghosts of the Yin Division sent the ghosts to walk at night and flew into the air, wanting to escape, but in the face of the situation in front of them, they were helpless.

The leaves covered the sky, covering their eyes, and the earth was all a sea of leaves, so that they could not see the light at all, as if in this leaf world, all the gods and Buddhas had disappeared.

They can only sink into the sea of leaves, and in the depths of that sea of leaves, there is unparalleled bliss, and some of them are fast to attract everyone.

It seems that as long as you accept the sinking, you will be able to be liberated, and you will no longer have to struggle, and you will no longer have to resist hard.

But everything is vain.

It was the environment created by the tree demon, the Bai Su Immortal sank, and the two ghosts were helpless, struggling and unable to escape, Chen Long lay down and floated on the sea of leaves.

In this kind of time when the sky should not be used and the earth is not spiritual, Chen Long stuck to his heart and operated the five dragons to sleep on the body.

As the saying goes, heaven and earth are beds, and I wake up when I sleep.

Reciting the mantra of the Five Dragons Panbody Sleeping Exercise, "Sleep in the east and sleep on the side." Like the bend of a dog, like a dragon's plate. Bend the humeral pillow with one hand and rub the umbilical eye with the other. One foot is outstretched, the other is slender. God does not gallop, Qi is calm. Collect the gods under the Tibetan dantian, Erqi and synthetic pills. ”

Shuhai walks east and west for the bed, head to east, lying sideways, lying on the left side for the dragon, lying on the right side for the tiger, doing the left green dragon and the right white tiger.

Regulates the breath, listens to the mind, and returns to the roots.

There was some slackness and interruption in my thoughts, and I remembered a passage.

The devil said, the Buddha knelt down for 3,000 years ago, and I didn't see my Buddha feel pity, and Mo Daochen covered the Buddha's eyes, it turned out that I didn't invest in incense money!

Buddha, not greedy for money?

Why should we accept offerings from the world?

Buddha, not evil?

Why can't the world be disrespectful to him?

The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why are there still bodhisattvas, monks, Dharma protectors, three, six, nine, etc.?

We pay respects, offer incense, and ask for the removal of calamity.

The Buddha said that the world has many lives, and it is destined, and the will of heaven cannot be violated!

You ask your Buddha, can you remember the flying flowers back then?

You ask your Buddha, can you go to the ninth layer of purgatory?

You ask your Buddha, what is carved on the three-life stone, you ask your Buddha, can overcome suffering, why not cross me, I'm sorry, I don't have a Buddha in my heart.

When encountering this kind of thing in front of you, after all, you still have to rely on yourself, and before the recovery of the myth, you imprisoned yourself.

Chen Long found that he seemed to be a little bit told by the Shi family, and he was stunned.

At this time, he was in the sea of trees, and Fang suddenly realized and was sober.

I cultivate my own way, pursue immortality and freedom, do my best to do what I can at this time, why bother with what myth revival, what past and present lives, if I can cultivate immortals according to my heart, I will not be reborn in vain, and I will be worthy of my heart.

At the same time, the corners of Chen Long's mouth were pursed, and the five dragons fell asleep in a sleeping posture, and he had an epiphany, broke through the demon shock, and slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, majestic and full of infinite mysteries, panic like the golden flame of heavenly might, cold as the flame of the Nine Hells, burst out from Long Chen's eyes at the same time.

The fire dragon came out, and the two divine dragons of different colors came out from Long Chen's eyes, and swept towards the entire sea of leaves through the rotating Taiji diagram.

Ahh

The terrible screams resounded through the heavens and the earth, the sea of trees disappeared, and Chen Long and the others appeared on the mass grave out of thin air, still in front of the lightning and broken wood.

In the air, there was still a trace of fireworks, and there was also a trace of the smoke of calcining firewood, Chen Long's eyes opened and closed, and then looked at the scene of the mass grave underground, and said softly: "Want to run?"

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