It is said that on the west side of the earth there is the Seven Evil Forests of ancient times, in which there are powerful and mysterious demon clans, monsters like themselves. They live in the shade of the forest and have all kinds of wonderful spells. There is also a divine tree that has gone through hundreds of millions of years, the Emperor Cangfer, with boundless magical powers, if you can ask for his help, the little brother's strange illness will definitely be cured.

For this important meeting, he climbed to the top of the Nine Yīn Peak, which reached into the sky, and stole one of the eggs of the Golden Eyed Eagle under the precipice of the cliff. It was a treasure that exuded a golden brilliance, and it was priceless, and many powerful Shura and Yaksha fought for it at any cost.

He took great pains to change at least thirteen images before he deceived the fierce giant eagle and stole out the precious bird's egg with a fake egg polished by gold crystal.

"Isn't it just a bird's egg, doesn't it seem to be any different?" He held the golden flowing dome and looked at it for a long time, it was bigger, the size of his head, enough to eat for a day; Yan sè is also very good-looking, maybe it can be illuminated at night, and there is nothing peculiar.

Looking at the little brother who was still sleeping, there was finally a trace of sè in the bottom of the gray sè heart, maybe the bad luck had left them, and it would not be long before the little brother could open his eyes, chase and frolic with him, and live happily as before.

The result was unexpected, when he found the sacred tree with great difficulty and offered the treasured golden egg, the Emperor Cang Fern only told him that the younger brother's illness could not be cured. The younger brother was shaken by the thunder and scattered his soul, if he could stick to his mind when he dispersed his soul and survive the initial pain of leaving the soul, he would be able to reshape his soul with his flesh and blood body, but unfortunately he missed the opportunity.

Now the little brother is just a body without a soul, there is no kind of power between heaven and earth that can create a soul out of thin air, he can only wait patiently, waiting for the wandering soul to return to the body of the little brother, maybe a year and a half, thirty or fifty years, or even a thousand years, until the body and mind converge and merge, the little brother will naturally wake up.

"Liar, hateful liar!" It cursed from the bottom of its heart. What is the ancestor of ten thousand trees, what compassion and kindness, it is all deceitful nonsense! With the cultivation of Shenmu for hundreds of millions of years, even if the soul is out of the body, it is easy to find it.

At all, he didn't want to cast a spell to save his life, and forcibly took his hard-earned golden egg, saying that he would give it back to the golden-eyed eagle, not wanting to take it for himself, and deliberately made up a lie to fool him.

He left without saying a word, and there was a hidden cave at the edge of the forest, and he hid the little brother safely, and began to retaliate. The peaceful Seven Evil Forest is no longer peaceful, and there is always something inexplicable happening every once in a while.

The thousand-year-old spirit fruit was lost, the branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground, and the red python guarding it was sleeping in the dirt pit on the side; The clear water of the stream became cloudy overnight, leaving only a few huge footprints on the bank; The dryads blamed each other, saying that the other party had deceived the spiritual root of cultivation and would not return it......

It hid to the side, looking triumphantly at the teased dryads, and tried harder to direct and act its own pranks, unaware that a pair of eyes that were perceptive to the vicissitudes of the world were observing it with interest.

Today, I caught a freshly formed black ginseng jīng, and I originally planned to tease those tree demons again, and take it back to absorb the aura for the younger brother to see what miracles worked. Who knew that these guys' reactions were unusually fast, and they were almost captured alive, but their whereabouts were discovered?

It arched itself and sniffed hard, there was no smell, and a trace of panic passed through its heart, could there be a monster that could see through his changes? No way, this is a real mimetic supernatural power, now it is really a centipede, a real centipede, even another centipede will not notice the difference.

"If you're in danger, leave immediately!" A thought flashed through my mind, and I didn't care to wait until it was dark, and crawled through the crack in the rock, through the loose soil, and out of another rock pile. Through the gaps in the grass, carefully observe the movement around you.

When I looked at it, I was so frightened that my heart was about to stop. Hundreds of dryads gathered in the grass in the distance, quietly surrounding the rock where they had just rotored. The leader is a burly monster, with a very deep cultivation, and he can't see the true appearance of the dryad. In his hand, he held a bronze mirror with eight horns, flashing with flowing gold, and was quietly facing the crack in the rock.

Even though its cultivation was still shallow, it still clearly felt the powerful power emanating from the mirror. The hazy light made it a little creepy, as if it had been shaved and fluffed, and it stood there naked, without the slightest secret.

He suddenly regretted coming here, crawling in the dirt and not daring to move the slightest. Knowing that the group of dryads had walked overhead, they rushed forward as if they had been pardoned, turned into a small red and green snake, and swam out in the opposite direction.

I can already see the end of the forest, and I will be saved after crossing the great river in front of me, and I will not come back in any way! He swam a few steps excitedly, then suddenly stopped, and it seemed too easy to swim across the river like this. After the fright just now, I don't dare to despise the skills of these dryads anymore.

He turned his little brown eyes, spit out the letter and carefully observed, the birds chirping in the branches, the butterflies fluttering among the flowers, the sun setting, the twilight sè drooping, the breeze blowing lightly in the forest, and all seemed to be calm.

The sky overhead was noisy, and a flock of foraging gray finches landed in the grass not far away. He swam over silently, and the small snake body gradually turned into a giant python, flexibly wrapping around the grass behind them, and suddenly straightened up the huge python body, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced towards the group of gray sparrows.

The grey finches screamed and soared into the sky, fleeing out of the forest in the setting sun.

"Hey, good chance!" He sprang up from the grass excitedly, and turned into a frightened gray sparrow, mingling with the flock of birds and flying towards the sparkling river.