In the white light, Chenyang felt that he was being teleported.

This time the teleportation was different from the previous two, he could clearly perceive his own existence, and he could also perceive the passage of time.

But he couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't determine where he was, he couldn't be sure how much time had passed, time seemed to pass quickly and quickly in his mind, a thousand years in a flash, and then it seemed to become extraordinarily slow, almost eternally stopped.

In the pure white light, very thin long lines slid on the surface of his body, and Chenyang couldn't open his eyes to see what it was. I only felt a cold touch, constantly wrapping around my body, and I was frozen in place, unable to move.

Chenyang's heart was inevitably a little curious, what were these lines, and why did they appear on him?

The thin lines moved slowly, groping the body little by little, and in the morning sun it seemed as if they were observing themselves in a unique way.

I don't know how long it took, and the thin threads had groped from the limbs to the chest, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

When the thin threads were explored, they no longer maintained a slow and gentle movement, and suddenly became very impatient.

Chenyang was a little nervous in his heart, and feeling the changes of these thin lines in the dark perspective made his heart particularly tense.

Before he could wait for a second, the slender lines became as sharp as long needles, burrowing from his limbs and chest into Chenyang's body, like a long snake swimming in his flesh and blood.

Chenyang was in an extremely terrifying state, able to think, but unable to see, unable to move, and not feeling any pain, but he knew that his body was in an extremely dangerous state.

If those thin threads accidentally hurt some vital organs, Chenyang would probably die a miserable death even if he was in the middle of teleportation.

Fortunately, these thin lines are still in order, but they don't make too out-of-the-ordinary moves, Chenyang thought to himself, thinking that this is the end.

Little did I know that this was just the beginning.

Thin threads drilled into the blood vessels, twisting and swimming along the flow of blood, like feathered arrows rushing straight out, rampage.

Eventually, they found their target, one of the most important parts of the human body, the heart.

Chenyang suddenly panicked in his heart, guessing what they were going to do next, and deep down in his heart, he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the system.

If he didn't know why these thin lines came from now, then he would be a fool, and these thin lines were the Wood Spirit bloodline that he had exchanged from the system.

However, the bloodline he exchanged seemed to be different from other bloodlines, and he could not directly complete the bloodline enhancement, but needed to complete it in this dangerous way.

Hundreds of thin threads were blocked in the blood vessels, and suddenly pierced into the heart, and the heart responsible for blood circulation exploded in an instant, and was eaten clean by countless thin threads.

Chenyang felt pain for the first time in the teleportation, the kind of pain that completely penetrated from the body to the heart, no easier than the one he fused with Zhu Yan's blood.

Even worse, if Zhu Yan's blood was only his body, then the wood spirit bloodline and his soul were also being torn apart and transformed.

Chenyang thought to himself: Now he can finally talk to Gu Xia, what is called the pain of the heart, this pain is really the heart.

The threads mingle together to form a new, more powerful heart that reconnects the blood vessels. With each beat, a little blue light will melt into the blood, gradually replacing the blood all over the body.

The heart in the body was replaced, Chenyang was detached from the severe pain, and he felt that his body was immersed in a piece of warmth, like a baby returning to its mother's arms, instinctively curled up and asleep.

I don't know how long it was, but when Chenyang opened his eyes again, he found himself suspended in mid-air, like a light feather slowly descending.

As far as the eye can see, there is a lush ancient forest of cangshu in front of you, most of the trees are 100 meters high, and there are a few green jade ancient trees of two or three hundred meters, which look very extraordinary.

Millions of hundred-meter-old trees, lush and green, connected together. The morning sun floated in the air, and when it swept over, it was impossible to see the end of the ancient forest.

As the morning sun fell, the body was gradually obscured by the trees, and suddenly the speed of its fall became much faster. With this kind of landing speed, if you can't find a suitable landing position, you may fall and be seriously injured if you are not careful.

Chenyang's gaze looked down, and he was about to find a suitable landing site. The place where he found himself falling was empty, and there was only a golden stump left, even if it was a stump, it was a hundred meters long and wide.

If it hadn't been cut down, I'm afraid that such a tree would be enough to climb the heavens, enough to be called a real Babel tree.

Chenyang thought to himself, but the speed of descent is getting faster and faster, if he continues to fall at this speed, I am afraid that when he lands on the stump, he will fall into a mess of flesh.

When he landed at 100 meters, Chenyang's falling figure suddenly slowed down, and he felt a soft force supporting him, returning to the initial landing speed.

Chenyang's eyes looked back, and a jasper tree dozens of meters high was erected in the middle of the hundred-meter tree, which was extremely conspicuous, and it seemed that this tree had released its power and slowed down the speed of falling.

Just as Chenyang was surprised, how could a tree have this kind of power, the golden platform below, beside the ancient trees around, outside the tree hole in the branches.

Standing there were hundreds of humans dressed in animal skins, both old and young, all of them were handsome and extraordinary, with pale blue-green skin, eyes as pure and translucent as jasper, and long and pointed ears on both sides, which looked very much like elves in Western mythology.

They saw the morning sun in the sky and hurriedly gathered around the golden platform, where only a few people were standing. The expression is formal and serious, and the atmosphere is particularly depressing.

Chenyang was a little flustered in his heart, there were hundreds of elf-like creatures below, and they all looked vigorous.

Most of the elves in the 100-meter tree house have flexible steps, constantly jumping between the downward branches, falling rapidly, and finally jumping directly from a height of more than ten meters.

This kind of physical fitness is definitely not something that Chenyang can do. If there is any conflict between the two sides when it falls, I am afraid that it will be extremely miserable.

The morning sun was still falling, and in the blink of an eye, it was not a few dozen meters away from the ground.

Among them, several people standing on the golden platform were a little nervous and trembling, and one of the young women suddenly raised her head and looked at Chenyang with some curiosity. After a slight glance, he immediately lowered his head, looked straight ahead, and did not dare to continue to look up at Chenyang.

The distance of dozens of meters quickly narrowed, and Chenyang just stepped on the platform with his legs, and was about to open his mouth to explain something.

A brilliant light fell from the sky, sprinkling on the bodies of these elves, and all of them had a look of piety on their faces.

The body bent slightly, the left hand clenched into a fist and slammed it into the chest, and the woman stepped back with her left leg half a step, and shouted in unison: "The master of the wood spirit clan, I have seen the divine envoy!"

Chenyang shouted in unison, and the words that he was about to open his mouth suddenly swallowed. Looking at the scene in front of him, his smile was inexplicably dull. It seems that he doesn't know how to respond to the wood spirit clan in front of him.

Before Chenyang could speak, he suddenly felt his body weaken, and his whole body lost consciousness, and he collapsed directly on the golden platform.

Before he closed his eyes completely and lost consciousness, he felt that he was suddenly leaning against a soft body, as if it was the woman who had secretly looked at him before.

The surrounding group of people were all panicked when the morning sun fell, and they didn't seem to know what was happening, and the first few people hurried over.

Chenyang heard a few footsteps coming, and before he could see which people it was, he fell asleep in a dizziness.