The old dragon is more than three hundred years old, but in the end it is more than three hundred years old, even he can't remember, the traces left by the wind and rain of the years on his body are round and round, and even he is dazzled, he is old.

When he was young, the waistline that a few children could hold around once made him beautiful for a while, but now, the insects are corroded, no new branches grow, and the leaves have long since fallen dry, except for the huge and bloated old roots, the other parts are vulnerable to him He has become a rotten wood, a waste of firewood, and even waste firewood, because even the most primitive and basic use of firewood is gone, let alone a chair or any furniture! Of course, he is a tree man, and there is still a difference between him and a tree, but a tree man should still have the nature of a tree!

He was old and dying, and he realized it almost every day: there was almost no photosynthesis, he dozed off day and night, and when he was looking for something, he thought it was gone. These are not terrible, the most terrible thing is that when he "changes from one tree to another, such as a sycamore into an aspen)", it almost kills him, his aging physiology can no longer withstand the drastic changes in body shape and structure, and when the "tree changes", too much energy is consumed, and his body can no longer produce more energy!

This is the ruthlessness of the years, cruel and unreasonable!

But the years have also left him most of the good things, this is the most important thing, after all, he has lived for more than 300 years, it can be said that he has experienced everything, naturally he will not be afraid of old age, let alone death! He has witnessed the ups and downs of the chic forest in its more than 300 years, the world is hot and cold, and the vicissitudes of life, and he knows it even better than himself: he knows everything about every flower, grass and insect, and no one loves this forest better than him!

This is his home, an ancient and fresh home, a home that has experienced the baptism of wind and rain for thousands of years, a big family with tens of millions of members! He was born here, he will definitely die here, no matter what, he belongs to this fertile land, this happy and happy family!

Maybe it's because I'm old, so I have these tens of millions of feelings, but nagging has always been a common disease of the elderly, this is by no means a disease, but a reprint of experience, the inheritance of truth, and the teaching of life!

Therefore, it is beneficial for young people to listen to the nagging of the elderly sometimes, except for people with Alzheimer's disease.

At this moment, in the bath of the setting sun, he is no longer habitually sleepy and nagging, but stands on a high place, quietly looking at the morning light, as if he has become one with it!

Of course, he thought that although the sunset had many things in common with him, he was a person, a thing, and a view of life.

He was not thinking of youth, but of young people, some young man who loved life.

Why is it that a person who loves life is threatened almost every day? Is it because of the danger of life that it is precious? Or is it because God likes to play tricks on good people

Of course, what he was thinking about was Tao Xiaozhi, a man who had suffered a lot of misfortunes but still had an optimistic attitude towards life, and he didn't dare to look at him because of his dangerous life, and how many knives could he still take when he saw death stabbing him again and again? This was very terrifying from an outsider's point of view, just like the knife of death was stabbing at him! If he were Tao Xiaozhi, he would have hung up on him a long time ago, but he had never seen such a terrifying poison from him! He actually lived for more than 300 years, but Tao Xiaozhi was only in his thirties, and he had not yet encountered many beautiful things in life, but he wanted to become a test object of death. Oh my God, so much unfairness! If the broken jade could be shared, he would be willing to share it with this young man, no matter how much!

But what a tenacious life he saw the young man! The pain he endured, which he felt that ordinary people could bear, even God would be frightened when he thought about it, but he was still alive, and he lived out the value of life, and this may be the mission given to him by God!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his sad countenance, and he believed that this young man would never die, although the reason was groundless, because he did not deserve to die! No matter whether the world is unfair or not, he will not die, and he will not die

"Oh no. Oh no......"

His thoughts were interrupted by a hurried, restless voice. It was a pine elf who came and he was a sentry in the chic forest, and it was his job to find out the news and run errands.

The old dragon's heart sank, as if he had been struck a few times by a hammer, and what he was worried about had already happened!

"What's the matter, tell me quickly......" The old dragon breathed rapidly like a little squirrel, but fear had blocked his throat and made him shudder.

The little squirrel eased a few breaths, and said with a pale face: "There is an army coming to the dashing forest in the east......"

The old dragon took a breath, it turned out that it was not about him, but there was an uneasiness that occupied his heart: "What do you say"

The little squirrel said: "There is an army in the east, about thirty or forty thousand. The momentum is coming towards my forest!"

There is no doubt that they are coming for Tao Xiaozhi and others. But how do you know their whereabouts? Is there an inner ghost? Maybe, but it doesn't matter. It's easy to find out their whereabouts, because even a small piece of grass or a small insect can be a spy, so how can you be on guard? To know through monsters and animals, vegetative people or plants, is a very important knowledge!

"Are you sure it's the officers and soldiers who are here?"

"Absolutely. ”

Those damn officers and soldiers are finally here, and the old dragon thought, this time they will be able to enter the chic forest and not get out!

But there are 30,000 or 40,000 of them, and there are only 2,000 or 3,000 people in the dashing forest, and how to avoid casualties among the residents is the most important thing.

The old dragon said: "You hurry back and inform everyone that all the people are soldiers and ready to fight!"

The little squirrel swooped away, and disappeared after a few jumps in the shadows of the trees.

The old dragon looked back at the sun that was about to sink in the west, and although the little warmth of the afterglow was not felt in his bark, not even a little photosynthesis, but in his heart, the storm was indeed churning, causing the boiling of scarce bodily fluids, and he knew what he was about to face.

Without looking back, he went down the mountain.

It has been half an hour since the soul was broken, and a third of the incense has been burned, this will be a "major operation" for him, although there is no scalpel, instead there is something that cannot be seen but can be felt and felt, but it is not something that ordinary people can live for, this is a flowing qi, a terrible force! This kind of thing, whether it is given to others or given away, the damage to life is huge, and it will even cost one's life!

That's the serious problem they face!

Something terrible must have happened inside, and although Aggie didn't know what it was, he could feel it! He looked at the pillar of incense, which spread from burning to downward, and slowly crawled, and the red charcoal turned into white ash, and was pulled out like, and then it was broken by the breath pouring out of the house, and fell, just like his heart! His cold sweat, from his forehead to his spine, and then to his calves, this feeling made him tremble, although what happened had nothing to do with him.

Looking at the three-part of the fallen pillar incense, he felt like a third of his life had aged!

He is not a person who practices martial arts, and he doesn't know what kind of "qi" or "force" it is, but he really feels it, especially for a person like him who has never practiced kung fu, and he can't stand this kind of thing! First of all, his heart beats violently, which can hardly be regarded as a kind of "jumping," but more like a kind of one-sided and pulling in turns, pulling from one side to the other, and then pulling back from that side. And at the same time as the heart beats, the heart is like being pinched by a strong hand, if it is a little harder, it will rot like a soft persimmon, and blood will splatter! Then his brain, painful from the concussion, cracked by the pain, like thousands of insects gnawing at his temples, burrowing into it, and enjoying a feast of the brain inside! Not only did his head hurt but he was also dizzy, his vision was distorted, like ripples swinging out with toothpaste, and he had a feeling of wanting to vomit, but he didn't know if it was undigested in his stomach or blood, but he had to hold back, he felt that if he vomited out, he might die! This was a terrible feeling! Of course, the most terrible feeling was "fear" This ancient emotion that has been brought about since the birth of human beings, as long as it is a human being, can never be shaken off, just like a shadow, but it will not appear in the light, but in the darkness, which will always creep into the heart. He didn't know that "fear" always overwhelmed him and shivered in a dark corner!

"Why don't you sit down?" said the White Immortal Monk with a smile, his expression was very leisurely, and that kind of "qi" actually had no effect on him!

Is he also a profound internal skill? He is a master of the world, a wise man, a person who seems to be stupid but not stupid, everyone knows all this, but can he still do martial arts? No one knows about his life and the background of the broken soul, and this is how they came to live in seclusion, and no one will ask them about the past, and even if they ask, they will not answer.

The dashing forest is such a place, no matter what the reason is to live in seclusion, whether you were a heinous villain in the past or escaped marriage, debt, pursuit, etc., others will not ask too much about you, as long as you are willing to become a member of the dashing forest, abide by the rules here, you will be welcomed here at any time, and you will live as chic as them!

It's a great place to get away from the hustle and bustle, live a peaceful and chic life, and it's one of the paradises of the Demon Domain!

It's a beautiful place, but it's by no means a place to mess with, and it's also a place where ordinary people don't dare to offend.

"Sit down, take a deep breath, close your eyes slightly, it's like you're breathing in fresh air, think about something happy, and you'll be fine. The White Immortal Monk smiled and gave his own advice, a wise man's suggestion, although his dementia often attacked, but now he looked almost like a god, at least in Aji's eyes.

So, he accepted the suggestion and did the above steps again, and it felt very good!

The White Immortal Monk put his arm on the young man's shoulder and smiled: "This kind of thing is really uncomfortable for you, a person who has no internal strength, like altitude sickness......"

"And for you?" Aggie found a good question.

"Me too. ”

"Then why are you okay?"

"Because my heart is originally a source of high pressure~"

I see! Aji finally realized a little: a person with deep internal strength originally had the ability to regulate his true qi, and the same as the "air pressure" outside his body, he had no effect!

"How can we turn our hearts into 'plateaus'?" Aggie asked another good question, a good student.

The White Immortal Monk didn't answer, but said with a smile: "Do you want to practice?"

"Of course, everyone wants to practice good things?"

"Of course, everyone wants good things!"

"This is a terrible thing!" Bai Xian Jushi looked at him and said with a smile, "I see that you need a good pair of materials to practice this thing, you can't turn your 'heart' into a 'plateau', at most you can turn your 'chest' into a 'plateau'!"

Aji laughed and said, "I also know that I don't have this talent, just like Mr. Soul Breaker said, I'm not a good material for studying medicine......"

"Young man, don't be discouraged," Bai Xian Jushi patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "A person's existence in the world will always have its value, as long as you live out the value, nothing else matters!"

Aji savored these words, nodded, and smiled: "Thank you Mr. for teaching, the juniors have learned!"

The man looked at each other and smiled.

Aggie changed the subject and said, "What is the situation here?"

Bai Xian Jushi's face suddenly became ugly, and he smiled bitterly: "The situation is not optimistic or even very bad!"

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it!"