The spirit clone showed He Ran not only the memory of Bihua Demon Venerable, but also its memory.

The initial picture of the memory is a vicious battle between the spirit plant and the spirit beast, and after a little association, I know that the verdant towering tree is the true body of the Bihua Demon Venerable, the spirit tree cangwu.

He Ran couldn't know the rank of the Cangwu Tree at that time, so he could only guess from his opponent that it had not yet been promoted to Demon Venerable and had not suffered a calamity!

This image involves painful memories of the spirit clone, so it only exists for two seconds before it is skipped.

Then, a waist-high stump appeared, the fractured section of this stump was uneven, and the stump was covered with scratches left by the beast's claws, and anyone could see that the cangwu tree was very seriously injured in the battle just now!

But the sycamore tree won, and half of the huge beast's legs were exposed under the stump, and the rest of the parts were absorbed by the roots as nourishment!

Then, a young man appears in the frame!

He Ran discovered that the young man was wearing clothes sewn from animal skins, with strong muscles and healthy skin, and now speculated that this memory came from the ancient barbarian period.

The barbaric period is too far away from the present, and there is almost no record left, only that the inhuman demon race was very strong at that time nourished by the aura, and the human race was still struggling with food and clothing, and studying how to practice in order to be more powerful and adapt to the environment at that time!

Because of this, humans worship powerful non-shemale tribes as gods.

The young man knelt down at the plane tree from a long distance: "My name is Liqing, I am from the Lizu tribe, my people urgently need food to satisfy their hunger, I want to exchange the spar with you, I pray for you...... Promise! ”

Li Qing said, took out seven or eight black spars of different sizes from the animal skin bag he carried, put them on the ground reverently, and took five steps back, waiting for the response of the cangwu tree.

Liqing's movements are extremely skillful, and at a glance, he knows that it is not the first time to barter with the inhuman demon clan, He Ran also found that the black spar that Liqing took out is very similar to the gray-black spar she found in the Penglai Cave Heavenly Blessed Land!

After about two or three minutes, when He Ran thought that the cangwu tree would not respond, a finger-thick root broke through the ground from the place where the black spar was placed, and swept away all the black spars!

Liqing immediately bowed to the ground, stretched out his hands to the front, palms facing up, and waited for the transaction of the sycamore.

The Sycamore didn't immediately respond to him.

Liqing waited for a while, but he didn't wait for a response, guessing that Cangwushu was not satisfied with his spars, and immediately promised: "There are only so many spars in our clan, you can give me a part, just a small part, please!" My people really need food! ”

After Liqing finished speaking, he bowed several times.

The cangwu tree finally moved, and it used the roots of the tree as a knife, cut a piece of meat from the huge animal's leg and threw it to Liqing.

Liqing hugged the beast meat that was comparable to the thickness of his thighs, and wanted to jump up happily!

This is the incomparably precious beast meat of a high-level spirit beast, which can not only improve the physique of the clansmen, but also give it to other villages to exchange

Food, if you save a little food, can keep them up for another month!

Thinking that he would not have to enter the terrible mountainous area full of dangers in the next month, Liqing pious and bowed three times to the cangwu tree!

After Liqing disappeared with the beast meat, the memory fast-forwarded and jumped directly to Liqing's second appearance.

At this time, the beast's legs had been absorbed by the cangwu tree, and only one bone rod remained, and Li Qing put down two black spars and replaced the bone rod for his own weapon.

Then jumped to Liqing for the third time, during which the seriously injured Cangwu tree did not take the initiative to hunt, and has been recuperating, and there is nothing to exchange.

He Ran saw Liqing hesitate for a while, and then picked the smallest black spar and put it on the ground.

"I wish you a speedy recovery."

Liqing didn't get food from the Sycamore Tree, he had to go to find prey by himself or exchange food with other non-shemale clans who could communicate, and left in a hurry.

Not long after Liqing left, the roots scattered outside the cangwu tree captured a low-level spirit beast, and it did not absorb it all, but left a beast leg, waiting for Liqing to appear again.

This time, when the weather turned cooler and the snow fell, Wan Mu was depressed, and he didn't wait for Liqing.

Winter went to spring, and the broken animal legs were replaced with four stubbles, and the cangwu tree saw Liqing who was limping when he walked.

"It's great that you're here!"

Liqing once again knelt down reverently towards the cangwu tree, took out the six spars in the animal skin bag, and prayed again to exchange for animal legs.

As the Sycamore waved the root whisker to take the spar, he pointed at Liqing's leg with the root tendril, intending to ask why he was injured.

Li Qing was flattered, hung his head and explained: "I didn't exchange food from you last time, so I went to exchange it with other spirit plants, and I was attacked by that spirit plant. ”

Liqing did not describe the danger at that time, and the cangwushu could guess from Liqing that he had not gone out to look for food for so long.

Cangwushu collected the black spar and threw the whole beast leg to Liqing.

"That's too much, I didn't give you that many spars." Liqing felt flattered again and wanted to return some.

The sycamore tree no longer cared for him.

Liqing thought for a while and said, "Even if I owe you, I will send it to you as long as I find the spar in the future!" ”

The sycamore tree did not respond.

Liqing kept his word, and he limped every few days in the future, sometimes sending two yuan, sometimes sending seven or eight yuan.

Trust is slowly established, and the distance between Liqing and the cangwu tree is getting closer and closer, and when winter comes again, Liqing can rely on the trunk of the cangwu tree to keep warm.

"Thanks to you, the clan has stocked up on enough food this winter, and when spring comes, I'll come back to see you."

The sycamore tree did not respond.

Liqing rested against the trunk of the tree for a while, and before leaving, he suddenly had the courage to touch the scars of different shades on the trunk, and said with distress: "It's already the second winter, and you haven't grown new leaves yet, injury."

You must be in pain when it's so heavy, right? ”

The sycamore tree still didn't respond.

"I wish you a speedy recovery."

After Liqing said this, he stood up and limped away on the dead branches and leaves.

Liqing hadn't taken a few steps when he was suddenly blocked by a finger-thick tendril.

Li Qing saw that the root whiskers had broken off the connection with the body, and they were in front of him, and immediately understood the meaning of the cangwu tree.

The roots of the sycamore tree carry its breath, and when the low-level non-shemale clan senses it, they will avoid attacking him!

Liqing returned to the plane tree with the roots in his hand and worshiped it again with the highest etiquette!

"Thank you for the gift!"

Liqing held the roots and left as fast as he could, because he was carrying the roots of the cangwu tree, and this time He Ran saw the picture after he left.

Liqing's right leg has an old injury, as long as the step is fast, it is very easy to fall, and he falls I don't know how many times along the way before he crosses the mountain and returns to the Lizu tribe where he lives.

The buildings in the tribe are very simple, and the people of Liqing are also very simple, everyone sees the food brought back by Liqing and the roots of the sycamore, they are excited and moved, and they all worship towards the mountain where the cangwu tree is located, and then reverently bury the roots in the center of the tribe!

Every morning that followed, regardless of the weather, Liqing and his people would gather to worship the roots.

Winter has arrived, and it has begun to snow.

For the first three days, Liqing and his people celebrated the snow, and then, with less and less joy on their faces, began to wonder when the snow would stop and whether other tribes would attack them for food.

When the snow continued for half a month, Liqing and his people began to set various traps outside the village.

After another four days, these traps came in handy, but they didn't work much, because the attackers were from the Gui tribe and brought their sacrificial spirit wasteland leopards with them!

More than forty years ago, the Gui tribe gave birth to an extremely talented cultivator, who was called the Son of Destiny by the Gui tribe, and the Son of Destiny was unwilling to succumb to the mountains when he grew up, and left the Gui tribe after subduing a middle-level spirit beast Wasteland Leopard as a sacrifice for the Gui tribe.

Under the protection of the Sacrifice Spirit Wasteland Leopard, the Gui tribe soon became the strongest tribe among many tribes, gathering seven or eight small tribes.

There are many people who need a lot to eat, this time the cold winter is difficult, the people of the Gui tribe took their sacrificial spirit wasteland leopard out to find food, and came to the Lizu tribe!

Just when He Ran was nervous about the war, the roots buried in the center of the Lizu tribe broke through the ground and wrapped around Liqing's arm!

The Spirit Sacrifice Wasteland Leopard retreated because he sensed the breath of the cangwu tree, and then He Ran saw the Gui tribesmen kneel down towards the Spirit Sacrifice Wasteland Leopard!

The old man at the head shouted at the Wasteland Leopard, "Great Priest, I pray that you will help my people find food, and for this, I am willing to sacrifice myself to you!" ”

When the old man shouted, several pale golden lights floated from his body, golden light

Go straight to the altar of the Leopard of the Sacrifice Wasteland and infuse it with strength!

He Ran recognized it as Wishpower!

The old man who had released his wish power fell to the ground and was swallowed by the sacrificial spirit wasteland leopard in two bites, completing his loyal sacrifice!

Under the leadership of the Sacrificial Spirit Wasteland Leopard, the old man's clansmen wept bitterly and ran to Liqing and his clansmen to start a slaughter of anger!

The roots of the cangwu tree can only wake up, and there is no combat power, Liqing saw the clansmen fall one by one, and saw that all the food in the clan was snatched away, and he was desperate and cried and shouted!

Liqing's clansmen began to complain about Liqing, blaming him for not bringing back the roots of the cangwu tree, so that the plunder, which only needed to hand over some grain, turned into plunder, and the clansmen died tragically, and the food was gone!

Liqing's clansmen wanted to tear off the roots on Liqing's arms, but Liqing cried bitterly and resisted, holding on tightly to the roots and unwilling to lose them.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, the cangwu tree, which had a few more scars on its trunk, arrived.

Heavy snow covered the mountain, not only the human beings had no food, but the spirit beasts in the mountain also lacked food, and the cangwu tree disturbed the two spirit beasts on the way here, and there was a fierce battle with them, so the time was delayed.

Liqing guessed the reason through the state of the cangwu tree, and he was so grief-stricken that he hugged the cangwu tree and cried!

The cangwu tree couldn't speak, pointed outside with its roots, and let Liqing lead the way, it wanted to help Liqing and his people avenge!

Liqing's clansmen shouted in agreement, but the kind-hearted Liqing said: "This cold winter is already very difficult, let's stop killing each other, just take back the food." ”

The Cangwu Tree was not as kind as Liqing and didn't want to be spared, so it caught up with the predatory team of the Guicun tribe and pierced the legs of the Spirit Sacrifice Wasteland Leopard and several middle-aged men with its roots, making it more difficult for them to return to the Guicun tribe!

Liqing did not feel the pleasure of revenge, but instead worried.

The Lizu tribe is not as strong as the small tribe annexed by the Guicun tribe, and Liqing is afraid that after the cangwushu leaves, the Guicun tribe will counterattack again!

Liqing voiced his concerns, and the people's sanity returned, and then they began to beg the Sycamore to stay and protect them as their sacrifice!

Liqing saw the uneasy clansmen and made a choice!

He knelt down before the sycamore tree and bowed reverently, "I beseech you to protect my people as a sacrifice, for which I am willing to ...... myself."

Before Liqing finished speaking, he was suddenly knocked on the head by something, and when he raised his head, he found that it was the cangwu tree that was knocking him with his roots.

The cangwu tree prevented Liqing from sacrificing himself, and voluntarily became the sacrificial spirit of the Lizu tribe, blessed the Lizu, and enjoyed the nourishment and sacrifice of the Lizu people's will!

At first, the scars of the cangwu tree and the devastation of the Lizu tribe were full of desolation, but after a year, the cangwu tree, which enjoyed the nourishment of pure willpower, grew new branches, and the rebuilt Lizu tribe was no longer simple!

And the root whiskers that the cangwu tree gave to Liqing also grew tender seedlings and became the doppelganger of the cangwu tree!

Then, the image distorts slightly, as if it has reached the last place that the spirit clone wants to remember!

(End of chapter)