When Changli heard this, he was overjoyed, so he quipped: "Then if I leave Yaochuan Pavilion that day, what will you do?" ”

"Then I'll ........." Wutong Guo thought for a long time before saying, "Then I'll twist myself off...."

Changli laid out the fruit, turned around and sat down under the tree and said, "Don't really twist yourself off, you have grown so fat, but I raised it with a bowl of blood." If you accidentally kill yourself, won't you waste a lot of my blood in vain? Don't worry, Wutong, I'm not going anywhere, I'll leave when you cultivate into a human form, and no matter where I go, I'll definitely take you with me. ”

"Then you don't know how many years you have to wait, it took me 91,700 years to grow like this, and when I cultivate my human form, I don't know how many 10,000 years it will take, don't you become an old bald bird by then, I am still a fruit, then I will dislike you."

"Don't worry, my rejuvenation technique was learned in the vastness of longing, even after thousands of years, I still look like this. Okay Wutong, it's time for me to cultivate, I want to hurry up and finish this Penglai Immortal Cultivation Book, so that the spiritual power contained in my blood will be stronger, and you may grow up faster. ”

After Changli finished speaking, he opened the first page of the Penglai cultivation book, and after reading it, he closed his eyes and cultivated, and a faint golden-red light surrounded Changli, lasting for a long time.

Seeing that Changli began to cultivate, Na Guo also began to memorize the Shuotian Recipe for gathering aura, which is a mantra that can summon the aura of the heavenly realm, even if the aura is thin in a wild place, it can also summon the aura of the heavenly realm.

This is what Wutong learned in the vastness of longing for Shenjun, and it is the ancient mantra that he found when he was longing for Shenjun to be able to heal the injuries that fell from the heavenly thunder on his body as soon as possible. But this mantra is engraved with an ancient symbol, and there is no record of this ancient symbol in the vast expanse. But Wutong actually understood this symbol, so he carried it back to Wutong and gathered aura for Changli.

After Changli's injury healed, Wutong Guo often used this mantra to gather aura for Changli, and she herself absorbed some of it by the way.

Changli's closed-eyes cultivation is ninety-nine eighty-one days, and the sycamore fruit also recited the mantra of ninety-nine eighty-one days, and on the eighty-second day, Changli finally opened his eyes.

He exhaled his spiritual power and excitedly got up to Wutong Guo and said: "This Penglai Immortal Method is really extraordinary, at this time, my lifelong meridians are transparent, and my spiritual power seems to have filled all my meridians!" ”

But Wutong Guo was not in good spirits, the gold and silver aura on her body was getting weaker and fainter, and the two true bodies were becoming more and more blurred.

Changli found out that something was wrong with the sycamore fruit, so he hurriedly held the fruit and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I said weakly: "I don't know, it's so uncomfortable to leave me for a long time, I feel like I'm about to explode, I'm so tired........"

Seeing that the voice of the sycamore fruit became smaller and smaller. Changli hurriedly drew out a spiritual power and cut his wrist, and the blood from the wound flowed down his arm to the root of the tree.

"Don't be afraid, I will definitely save you." As he spoke, Chang Li urged his spiritual power to make the blood flow faster.

However, the spiritual light on the two doppelgangers of the sycamore fruit was extinguished, and at this time, the sky above the heavenly realm was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and one after another tribulation thunderbolts struck the fruit on the sycamore tree that had been extinguished.

Chang was so frightened that he ignored the wound on his wrist and blocked the tree directly, and he said loudly: "A thousand years ago, I couldn't protect Su Mu Tu, and he was seriously injured, but today I will definitely protect you." ”

Changli first formed a thick enchantment, and then spread his wings to completely cover the plane tree. He put the protective feather on the sycamore fruit again. Compared with Changli thousands of years ago, today's Changli wings have become much bigger, on the snow-white wings, the roots and feathers are protected by golden light, the feathers are like a solid armor, and the heavenly thunder hits Changli's wings and instantly stirs up a little golden light, and the heavenly thunder is eaten back.

In the world of half a pillar of incense, the catastrophe of the sycamore fruit has only ended. Changli collected the wings that were blackened by the thunder, and after collecting the enchantment, he also took back the body protection feather, and then fell back to the tree.

Changli's face, clothes are all scorched by thunder, and even the bones of the boneless hands are all traces of thunder. He held on to the trunk of the tree for a long time to breathe, and then he came to his senses, and at this moment, the two fruits that had been extinguished slowly merged together, turning into a dark and lifeless fruit.