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"Zhi Wei": Between the black waters, the vast wilderness, above the Lingqiu, there are Jianmusheng, the height is more than 10,000, and the gods help the heavens.

The legendary Jianmu is not visible, but the giant tree in front of him is not inferior to Jianmu.

I don't know how many thousand zhang high, strange and handsome, piercing the sky, the canopy is hidden in the clouds and mist, faintly visible.

The trunk displayed in front of the person is at least a thousand zhang in diameter, almost as tall as the twin peaks of the Sword Gate, full of vicissitudes of life, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed.

At the first glance of the giant tree, Qingyang guessed in his heart that this must be the body of Duanmu Jun, an ancient spirit tree that is unknown how many thousands of years old.

Beneath the clouds, part of the canopy of trees is exposed, shrouding an area of thousands of feet.

The branches are thick and dense and flourishing, a piece of vitality, a silk white aura, swallowing between the leaves, and within the surrounding thousands of zhang, the aura level is actually five grades.

What shocked Qingyang even more was the aura of this towering giant tree, which was even more powerful than the willow god.

Perhaps it should be said that it may be much stronger than the willow god, after all, when it saw the willow god in the sacrifice willow department, it seemed to have suffered a great trauma and had not completely recovered.

But no matter what, the impact of the body alone, or the giant tree in front of you, is even more shocking.

On the trunk of the giant tree, the rugged and bumpy dust accumulated, and a large number of spirit flowers and exotic grasses parasitized on it, in the extremely rich aura environment, even if it was an ordinary weed, it had already become a five-grade spirit grass.

However, Qingyang knew in his heart that Duanmu Jun, as the master of the Spirit Valley, could suppress the heads of gods and demons with just his body, and it was by no means as simple as it seemed, and he couldn't get close to it easily.

"Cry~"

Three fierce birds, landing smoothly, a four-winged bird has long stopped here.

Qingyang no longer paid attention to Duanmu-kun and turned his head to look at the sealing array.

This is an extremely old altar, with a radius of 1,000 zhang.

The altars are all made of extremely strong golden drum stones, each one is one zhang long and wide, and there are dense mystical runes engraved on them, even Qingyang can't recognize them all.

After 10,000 years of wind and rain erosion, as well as the destruction of the sealing gods and demons under the Great Array, the originally smooth Golden Drum Stone has already been pitted.

The mysterious and complex large array runes have also become much dull and mutilated, which has greatly weakened the power of this large array that seals the heads of gods and demons.

At this moment, on the huge altar, an old white ape stood tall, and the cold light of the five-foot green blade on his back shone brightly.

Hearing the movement behind him, it turned its head sharply, and said with a solemn expression: "Just now another rune shattered, and there are eight runes that are much darker, and if it goes on like this for less than three years, it will be difficult for the big array to suppress it!"

"I'm afraid I won't last three years!"

Mr. Shui Jing carefully inspected the rune formations on the altar one by one, and then said with a worried face, "In the past eight years, the runes have been collapsing faster and faster, and at the beginning, only one rune has collapsed every six months.

In the fourth year, one collapsed in three months, six years ago in one month, and one in less than half a month this year, so if it goes on like this for less than two years, the formation will lose its sealing effect!"

"Hey, there should be a statue on this altar, right?"

Qingyang walked around on the altar and found that in the middle of the altar, there were two thick and short stone pillars, which were clearly the two ankles of a stone statue.

Mr. Qingyu's expression flashed, and he nodded: "That's right, on this altar, there was originally a statue of the god of war, but unfortunately a few years ago, I don't know why it was damaged!"

Otherwise, there is a god of war statue to suppress it, no matter how powerful the head of that god and demon is, it will never be able to break free from the seal!"

Granny Hua faced Duanmujun's body, her eyes closed tightly to communicate her thoughts.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, full of disappointment: "Duanmu-jun still hasn't returned, if he doesn't respond for a year and a half, what can I do?"

"Huh?"

Mr. Shui Jing glanced at Qingyang thoughtfully, and said, "Weren't you proficient in the formation before, why can't you suddenly use it?"

Qingyang smiled bitterly: "At the beginning of the battle against the Ghost King, more than 30,000 runes were arranged, and the formation was extremely harmful to the body, and I had no choice but to seal the soul.

As long as you can't reach the second grade of cultivation, you can't use your divine soul anymore, and you won't be able to use your magic spell!"

"This big array only needs to understand the formation, and it doesn't necessarily need a divine soul~"

Mr. Qingyu suddenly spoke, "If you are willing to help, Linggu will also give you a great opportunity, and the specific creation depends on yourself!"

Qingyang groaned: "If I don't need the power of the divine soul, I can try, I don't know what kind of creation?"

"Hehe, I'll find out in a while!"

Mr. Shui Jing smiled slightly, looked at the white old ape and said, "I still have to bother the white ape!"

"Could it be that I asked the White Ape Gong to teach me swordsmanship?"

Qingyang's mind turned, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Although he felt the sword intent of the God of War, he gained a lot, but thousands of high-rise buildings rose from the ground, and there would never be a castle in the air, and martial arts cultivation needed a solid foundation.

The function of the God of War Sword Intent is more to allow Qingyang to better and faster understand the essence of swordsmanship when he learns swords, and only when he cultivates to a certain level can it be possible to learn the swordsmanship performed by the God of War.

There is no doubt that the White Ape Gong's swordsmanship is better than Nie Li's, and he is the strongest swordsmanship master known to Qingyang at present, and it is really a great joy to be able to learn swordsmanship from it.

Who knew that the white old ape didn't reply, and sneered: "Teach you swordsmanship? Dream, the hundred clans are the most untrustworthy, my swordsmanship is only passed on to the descendants of the golden ape!"

"Boom~"

The old ape walked to a cliff wall thousands of feet away, and pushed away a 100,000-pound boulder with one palm, revealing a small hole, allowing only two people to walk side by side.

It didn't go in, its eyes were full of fierceness, and it said coldly: "Boy, cherish this opportunity, if you can't advance to the rank and delay the repair of the formation, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Thank you!"

Qingyang didn't care about the old ape's attitude at all, his attention was all in the cave at this time, and the extremely rich aura fluctuations even caught up with the location of Duanmu Jun's body.

"Chirp~"

The little golden retriever monkey was particularly excited, and when he felt this breath, he screamed twice and was about to run in.

"Let's go, don't affect his cultivation!"

The white old ape picked up the little golden monkey, sent Qingyang in, and then re-blocked the boulder, and there was no one in the cave.

Although the entrance to the cave is blocked, it is not dark inside.

The cave is full of spars, octo-prisms, twelve prisms, and thirty-two prisms.

Not only is the grade far superior to the sacrificial willow spar deposits, but even the spar in the silver bat cave in the giant bat canyon is not as pure as the spar in front of you.

Looking around the cave carefully, Qingyang finally found that in this cave, there are several *** lines of Duanmujun's body that form a perfect fusion with the surrounding mountains.

The cave is not very big, the size of the radius is more than 20 zhang, the aura is extremely rich, and the clusters of yin-loving spiritual plants are growing vigorously, exuding a faint fluorescence, illuminating every inch of the environment in the cave.

After some inspection in the cave, Qingyang found that in the middle of the cave, hundreds of elixirs were piled up.

Among them, the lowest are all sixth-grade upper ranks, and there are dozens of fifth-grade elixirs, I don't know what the dragon sparrow and the little red bird will be jealous of when they learn about it.

"It's a big chance!"

In the sea of knowledge, the voice of the Taichu Dao Sutra suddenly sounded after many days, making Qingyang feel happy in his heart. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.