Before Xiao Jin could answer, the tree that looked completely dry shook it, and the flower on the top of the tree fell, fluttering around the tree and falling into the arms of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Little one, if you like it, give it to you." The hoarse voice of vicissitudes of aging sounded, the Emperor of Heaven held the blooming red flower that was bigger than his head, the petals were as red as fire, and the stamens were as yellow as red gold, and the old man's face appeared on the trunk of the big tree with a diameter of more than ten meters, and the smile on that face was sad: "If you come a day late, it won't be able to wait for you, hey......"

The voice landed, and the vitality of the tree was quickly drained, as if his persistence in living until now was to leave this flower to the naughty boy who was once chased and beaten by him.

The last sigh contains the regret of Lao Shu's life.

"The last time I saw him, the human form was still young, and the flowers of a tree burned the buns, and the branches beat people to death, and it was only a long time, and he died of old age."

The Emperor of Heaven watched the face disappear, his expression was solemn, he looked at the dead tree that had been lifeless, and suddenly shouted: "Thank you, your flower is very beautiful, Sangsang will take it to see the interstellar scenery, I will keep the pollen for you, maybe one day I will meet the same beautiful flower, pollinate you, and let you have a few more seedlings of the next generation." ”

"Hehe......" Laughter echoed in the woods, but there was no sound belonging to the old tree.

"What are you laughing at, when Lao Hong has a little Miao Miao in the future, it will prove that he exists, what about you, there will be no ash left." The Emperor of Heaven borrowed the power of Sangsang's time and space, traced the red flower back to the moment when it was at its peak and just left the branch, and then imprisoned.

"Little guy, I have a few seeds here, when I return to your time and space, just find a place to plant it, and the old tree still has some useful heart, so it should be a thank you gift."

As the voice sounded, a mass of things flew towards the Heavenly Emperor, and the milky white tree hearts of the two were smoother and more delicate than the finest mutton fat jade.

Xiao Jin lay on the wooden heart and rubbed: "Good thing, you can change a handle for Sangsang's scepter and use it to inlay the Holy Light Ball." ”

"No problem." The Emperor of Heaven traced the three dark seeds back to the peak of their vitality and then sealed them with space-time confinement.

The tree behind the diagonal tree, which was still a little colorful, quickly withered, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed like thousands of years had passed, and only rotten wood remained in its place.

A tree took the lead, and the Emperor of Heaven suddenly rained down all kinds of flowers and seeds until he shouted.

The Emperor of Heaven was a rare one who was not impatient, and packed up the things, put the seeds in one container, and the flowers in one container, all of which were processed and then stored, but the thank-you gifts provided by those old trees were casually piled together and stuffed into empty containers, and then those who came all the way did not refuse to accept them.

Most of the old trees of the wood clan here are the second or third generations of the world tree, placed on the plane of the temple, each one is a treasure, but now they are taking the initiative to donate the most precious core, just to seek a possibility of reproduction in the distant future time and space.

The closer to the center, the fewer trees still have vitality, and the fewer trees that can wake up and ask the Emperor of Heaven to help, he has not encountered a tree that can speak for a long time, and further on, it is already the top of the highest peak.

When I reached the top, green appeared in front of me again.

It was a tall peach tree, with pink flowers and green fruits hidden under its dense leaves, and a vine resembling a green bud was attached to the peach tree, but the vine was green and black.

"You are here, Little Heavenly Emperor and His Royal Highness the Mechanical Clan, thank you for giving those children a ray of life and allowing them to return to the Mother Tree with peace of mind."

The little patriarch sat on the root of the peach tree protruding from the ground, looked up at the dense branches and leaves above, and did not look back, but accurately called out the Emperor of Heaven and Xiao Jin.

The Emperor of Heaven stepped forward and looked at the two most obvious big red peaches on the tree and licked his lips: "No thanks, I have already received the benefits, the knight's code stipulates that you must keep your promises, you must thank you, I will not refuse, just give me two peaches to eat." ”

The little patriarch smiled: "You think beautifully, this is the World Tree, those two red fruits, one is the God of Silence and the other is the God of War, although picking them has not damaged their ontology, but it is related to the inheritance of the law, I dare not pick it." ”

"Wow."

Xiao Jin flew around the peach tree to collect information, he thought that vine was the World Tree, and now it seems that the vine is the little patriarch, they are using the vitality of the entire old tree of the wood clan to maintain the activity of the World Tree, and the little patriarch should be absorbing the vitality and instilling it into the World Tree.

The Emperor of Heaven's eyes rolled: "You can't pick it now, it's okay to pick it when the world collapses, right?" ”

"The death of the world begins with him and ends with him." The little patriarch turned around: "You are really so greedy, when the time comes, I will keep it for you, these may still be useful in the past, and you will be able to eat and taste in the future, maybe you can get a little silence and death, don't think about it." ”

"I'm just going to collect the Silence and Death Qi." The Heavenly Emperor smiled: "Do you have any results?" If you have seeds, give me two, and when the time comes, we will go back to our time and space, and find a feng shui treasure for you to plant, and grow small seedlings in the next year. ”

The little patriarch thought for a while, took out a peach pit, took off his arm and turned it into a vine and handed it to the Heavenly Emperor: "I am a spirit devouring vine, which does not bloom and does not bear fruit." You have to have a heart, plant this vine and peach pit together, whether it sprouts or not, it depends on fate. For us, life has come to an end, and even if there is a new life, it is no longer us. ”

The Heavenly Emperor put away the peach pit and the Spirit Devouring Vine, and when he saw that the little patriarch began to look up at the tree again, he licked his lips at the two ripe big peaches, and said with a rare hesitation: "Can you tell me about the mechanical clan and the Chaos Sea?" ”

The little patriarch said: "Those are actually far away from you, if I am for your good, I shouldn't tell you, but the situation in the world has been getting worse and worse recently, I am in a bad mood, and I am angry with you, I'm sorry." ”

The Emperor of Heaven went to find a tree root opposite her and prepared to sit, but he did it to the ground, pouted, and secretly thought that the desire for monopoly was really strong: "Let's talk about it, just tell a story, you can talk about it casually, and I will listen to it casually." ”

"When I'm old, I talk a lot, so I'll just talk about what I can say." The little patriarch propped his chin with his hands, and his face looked very childish: "I only went to the Origin Main World when I was young, maybe the information I know is outdated, but those top big forces have not changed much, and there should still be some reference." ”

The mechanical clan is very mysterious, the seclusion is in the Golden Wind Realm at the end of the Chaos Sea, there is no Golden Wind Boat to lead the way, and they can't find their location, it is said that all the scientific and technological civilizations of the three thousand worlds are related to them, and their entire race is an intelligent life, and each generation of kings wants to step down, and will send out three thousand origin beads, so that these three thousand little highnesses can grow freely, and whoever gives birth to a true soul can become a king.

"Our world has also had a little royal highness of the mechanical clan, but unfortunately it took the wrong path, even if he became the master of the Star Alliance, controlled the virtual world, and was extremely powerful, but he lost his feelings and failed to give birth to a soul within 10,000 years, and in the end he could only be an ordinary intelligent life."

PS: Please make the first decision, sisters don't forget to vote after reading it~~ (To be continued.) )