() To perceive each other's thoughts with the intersection of thoughts, and even important memory fragments in their lives, this is very common in the monster jīng spirit, at least both parties need to reach the realm of demon spirits, or belong to the same vein demon clan.

The strength of this alder tree monster is strong, but it has not yet broken through the realm of jīng monsters, and it does not know how to use telepathy to communicate with unfamiliar beings. Moreover, there was an unusually powerful jīng divine power field shrouded in the valley, and with Mi Wang's current strength, it was impossible to compete with it at all.

In desperation, he came up with the idea of using physical contact to guide the mind of the god and perceive the other person's thoughts. How sure you are of it, I don't know how much I know.

Perhaps it was because the tree monster's vitality was greatly damaged, and its mind was not yet fully awake, and the consciousness that had dived into it entered the depths of its sea of consciousness without hindrance. After a chaotic light and shadow, an endless sea of forests emerged from the abyss of the void sea of knowledge.

The blurred image gradually became clearer, the mountains rose and fell majestically, and the deep forest grew countless tall ancient trees, vertical and horizontal, stretching to the end of the sky.

In a hidden valley, an ancient green alder tree stands tall in the sky, and hundreds of alder trees stretch their branches, bathed in the warm sunshine, and enjoy the nourishment of the abundant aura around them.

A strange light came out of its body, and a wisp of aura that had accumulated in the body of the tree for hundreds of years finally merged with the life of the alder at this moment, completing the most important link in evolution, the mutation of life.

A cloud of crystal white gas was conceived from the shining light in the body of the tree, like a beating heart, pulling the spiritual power spreading in the veins of the tree to flow slowly along the texture of the tree.

"I ...... Who is it! "A new, intense, and vague consciousness was born out of its silent life, and it took the first step to become a demon race......

The alder tree has no eyes, no ears, and no sense of smell, but with its dense and extended branches and roots crisscrossing the ground, it senses this strange and novel world.

Day and night alternated, time passed, and he stood alone under the wind and rain and the scorching heat, feeling the world around him with a vague consciousness, confused and at a loss. He still can't think about a lot of things, why he woke up, why he is standing here, and what he should do in the future......

He just desperately absorbed the free aura between heaven and earth, like a newborn baby sucking on its mother's sweet rǔ juice. It was all his instinct from life, and it was the only thing he could do.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years of light have flowed. His mind has always stayed in the chaos of half-dreaming and half-awake, but with the enhancement of the spiritual power in his body, his perception of the outside world has gradually become clear and keen.

Before he knew it, he could already "see" the world within a radius of ten zhang: the lightning exploding in the night sky, the whistling mountain wind, the jumping raindrops, and the brilliant rainbow and warm sunshine under the blue sky......

When the sun shines warmly on the earth, many cute little animals will come out of their dormant burrows and come to his feet, napping comfortably, chasing and frolicking with each other. There are also birds with beautiful feathers that stop on his lush branches, combing their unkempt feathers, and the clear song of "chirping" makes a touching melody.

There are even some people who look like themselves, but they are much shorter, and they take ridiculous and clumsy steps, waving branches in the warm wind.

Occasionally, he would come to his side, slapping his solid tree, shouting "Titicaca" for joy, and not knowing what to say. Looking at their happy expressions, it must be a very happy thing......

He likes his life more and more, although he is still full of questions about the world. The only thing that makes him uncomfortable is that deep in his heart, there is always a trace of trepidation lingering for a long time.

As Hikari yīn passed, many of his companions who had grown up with him but never awakened began to wither, decay, and lose their lush lives. Their shriveled bodies emitted a rancid smell, and slowly, the entire tree broke and collapsed, buried in the ground beneath his feet by fallen leaves and dirt, and disappeared from his sight forever.

He called desperately, sadly watching them disappear one by one, but there was a deep fear in his heart, the fear of the death of life.

The feeling of dying out was so terrifying, he didn't want the same end as those companions. He wants to live, every time he sees the jewel-like blue sky, the white clouds like snow, and feels this peaceful world.

He worked harder to absorb the free aura, and there was a vague realization in his heart, and it was these free energies that woke him up from the slumber of life, making him strong and powerful, with a clear and autonomous consciousness. It is only by relying on them that we can get rid of the terror and torture that accompany us in the depths of our souls, and we will always be in this lush land......

The years passed with infinite hope and worry, and his strength and consciousness grew stronger day by day. Until one day, driven by a demonic force in his body, he suddenly walked through and left the land that had grown for thousands of years. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I could zìyóu move.

With clumsy steps, he took a new step in his life. Looking back at the place that has stood for thousands of years, I don't know how many partners who have grown up with me buried under the black and brown earth, and I suddenly have more sorrow in my heart that I didn't have before, wrapped in great joy, and passed away in a flash.

He was finally able to communicate with his companions who had come to see it before, and it turned out that this place where he grew was called "Alder Fantasy Valley", located in a remote col of the Seven Evil Forests, and was also the place where the ancestor of the grass and wood jīng spirit - the Shenmu Cang Fern ascended.

And he turned out to be a alder tree species that fell from the sacred tree, buried in the ground for an unknown number of years, and was rejuvenated by the heavenly star shower 1,500 years ago.

The dwarf ones had gone through a similar evolutionary process to him, and were much older. In his interactions with these fellow tree monsters, he also understood how lucky his life was.

All plants and trees have no self-awareness, and the process of evolution is much more difficult than that of earth demons and heavenly demons, and even depends on some luck. Although the vast majority of thousand-year-old trees contain powerful jīng qi in their bodies, they do not stimulate the mutation of energy, and at most for thousands of years, they will wither and rot due to the exhaustion of their vitality.

Perhaps it is the mercy of God, but the grass and wood jīng monsters who are fortunate enough to generate consciousness will have many more benefits, such as retreat, imperial vines, melting water and other thaumaturgy are innate, and there is no need to work hard to cultivate.

They are born peaceful, have no quarrel with the world, the spiritual power in their bodies is gentle and condensed, once they reach the Futu Transformation Realm of the Great Demon Realm, they are also the most stable when they cross the heavens and ascend.

Just like their primeval ancestor, the Divine Wood Fern, when they crossed the heavens, they only received two thunderbolts that fell, and then they flew away with the lightning, and even their bodies were not damaged in the slightest.

The years have passed, I don't know how many cold and summer, he has been practicing hard in this valley, and his strength and demonic power have gradually become stronger, and he has unconsciously changed the qiē around him.

When all the alder demon clans disappeared overnight, only they were left with helpless alder jīng monsters, wandering in the valley and hiding near the sacred tree.

A few months later, some fierce and vicious dryads broke in, hunted the valley spirits like crazy, and used terrifying methods to seize their life and spiritual power, and wantonly killed innocents. Before they knew what had happened, many dryads were devoured by their spiritual power and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

He desperately tries to escape the valley, only to find that the outside world has become even more terrifying. The forest was filled with the evil aura of yīn forest, and the bones of earth demons and celestial demons were everywhere, and the remains of dryads were scattered in the middle.

The surviving dryads changed to the gentleness of rì, frantically collecting the wandering jīng souls and collecting spiritual power. He shivered and hid in a dark corner, looking at this strange and terrifying world, and his heart was once again filled with fear of death.

"Live, live!" Looking at the hideous and powerful dryads around him, he finally shuddered to collect the geisman beside him, and refined the soul according to the methods of those dryads......

The memory that followed was a vague piece of blood, perhaps a trace of nostalgia for the valley in his heart, and in the muddy evolution of soul refining, he actually returned to his former homeland with his broken memory.

Mi Wang sighed and withdrew his intrusive consciousness. The black qi in the tree monster's body has completely disappeared, and it seems that the black liquid in the grass is the demonic power obtained from soul refining, and he doesn't want to be hit by the string of lightning.

Although his cultivation has been greatly reduced, he has finally come to his senses and restored his kindness. I probably thought that it was the vine demon in front of him that made him sober up, and he was full of gratitude to Miwang in his heart, but he couldn't express it.

The dryad staggered to its feet, its giant eyes and muzzle fading, returning to a newly formed dryad. The green branches swayed softly in the breeze, as if waving goodbye to them.

"Alas, blessings, woes! This may not be a blessing for him! Mi Wang was full of emotion, watching the giant tree move its thick roots and stagger away into the distance, gradually disappearing into the darkness of dawn. A faint sadness welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Looking at the blackened grass under his feet, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Little Four, what kind of weapon did you say that silver light was, I'm afraid the Twelve Demon Kings wouldn't have such perverted power!" ”

Hu Si pondered for a moment and said, "Unless it's a Persian demon fairy!" But he had no reason to break his magic for the sake of a single tree monster. Is it a powerful master hidden in the Dryad Clan? Or maybe it's the Madonna of Peacock......"

"Sister Maya, can she also escape the ground? Even if it's her, she won't leave without saying hello to us, right? Mi Wang had a headache when he thought about it, and shook his head vigorously.

"Seeing that the direction of the silver light is in the center of the valley, why don't we go there and have a look, maybe we will find something!" Hu Siti said.

"It's good!" Mi Wang looked at Tian Sè and said, "But hurry up, it will be dawn in another hour." ”

After running for a while, there were faint sounds of coquettishness in front of him, and Mi Wang was shocked, and hurriedly said: "It's Yilan's voice, why did she run here!" Why is she in trouble, go and answer her! With that, he used his "Wind Dance" footwork with all his might, turning into a phantom and galloping away.