"Alright."

Finally, Zhenyuan Zhenren broke this oppressive atmosphere.

He leaned back in his seat weakly, and said with a distorted face: "Everyone disperse first, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

Wrong....

In the crowd, Su Xing saw the expression on Zhen Yuanzhen's face, and there was a look of suspicion in his eyes.

If it is said that after Zhenyuan Zhenren uses the power of heaven and earth, he will cause a certain amount of loss to himself, then he will be powerless and say that it is in the past.

But what about his distorted complexion?

Zhen Yuan Zhenren looked like he was in pain....

Su Xing kept this detail in mind and continued to observe the situation in the hall.

"But it's a real person!"

One of the monks seemed to be unwilling.

Seeing that Zhenyuan Zhenren wanted to disperse everyone, he walked out of the crowd, hugged his fists and said: "If this slave search problem is not solved in a day, I will wait for the monks..."

I don't know why.

As the monk spoke, Zhen Yuan's expression became more distorted.

The other party was only halfway through his sentence when he interrupted: "Needless to say, you all stand down." ”

"This.... Alas! ”

Seeing Zhen Yuanzhen's attitude, although the monk had a thousand words, he could only swallow them back.

In desperation, the monks dispersed from the Wuzhuang Hall one after another.

Meanwhile.

In a corner outside the Wuzhuang Palace.

Su Xing looked around and saw that no one noticed him, so he immediately turned on the state of 'transformation', and the whole person instantly disappeared into the wall.

He came and went, and went back to the Wuzhuang Hall to observe.

He wanted to see what it was for Zhenyuan Zhenren to show such a distorted expression....

…

Interior of the Wuzhuang Palace.

Zhenyuan Zhenren looked around and saw that all the monks had dispersed, so he said to the maids and musicians waiting in the hall: "You all stand down, remember to close the door!" ”

walls.

Su Xing, who maintained a state of 'transformation', found that the expression of Zhenyuan Zhenren had become more and more exaggerated as he spoke.

It's as if you're enduring unspeakable pain.

But maybe it's because of the face.

In front of these mortals, he didn't make any sound, but his face turned red, and he lay down in his seat and forcibly endured.

In a short time, all the mortals in the Wuzhuang Hall have dispersed.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the hall, Zhenyuan Zhenren couldn't bear it anymore.

Because of the pain, he let out a low roar from his mouth, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and even fell from his seat to the ground.

And that's not all.

Soon, Su Xing saw a scene that he couldn't understand:

Perhaps this pain is really beyond the limit of Zhenyuan Zhenren's bearing.

When he fell to the ground, he took out a dagger from his storage bag in severe pain and stabbed himself in the neck tremblingly.

However, Zhenyuan Zhenzhen did not get his wish.

At the critical moment, countless black silk threads were released from the throne of the Wuzhuang Palace, binding Zhenyuan Zhenren in place.

These black lines obviously don't want Zhen Yuan Zhenren to die.

But the latter was bent on asking for death: "Dog, you're scared too, aren't you?" If Lao Tzu dies, don't think about it in the future! ”

What's going on....

walls.

Hearing Zhenyuan Zhenren talking to himself, Su Xing suddenly felt confused.

Who is this guy talking to?

The throne?

He's not going crazy, is he?

On the hall of Wuzhuang.

With the efforts of countless black silk threads, Zhenyuan Zhenren was quickly forcibly pulled back to his seat, and his whole body could no longer move.

Maybe it's because I'm feeling too aggrieved.

Zhenyuan Zhenren, who wanted to die but couldn't die, wanted to escape but couldn't escape, and had to endure great pain all the time, actually cried bitterly for a while.

He raised his head and whispered to himself: "Haotian, I know you can hear me, but now you really don't care about this situation, right?" ”

Really.

Hearing Zhenyuan Zhenren talking to himself, Su Xing had completely confirmed his previous conjecture: this Wuzhuang Hall was really the 'secret room' used by the high-level of the Tree Realm to communicate with the Heavenly Court.

Merely.

Different from the 'secret rooms' in Black City, Morotian and other places, there seem to be some problems in the 'secret rooms' of this tree realm, and it is no longer possible to communicate with the immortals of the upper realm.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the inability to communicate with the upper realm that the tree realm has not been sold with longevity pills, and can only rely on ginseng fruit to prolong life.

In the main hall.

After talking to himself a few words in a frenzy, Zhenyuan Zhenren gradually recovered.

"Ugh...."

After he sighed, he said as if he had accepted his fate: "That's okay, it's a big deal to die together, Lao Tzu just doesn't do what you say, what can you do with me?" ”

Seeing Zhenyuan Zhenren's attitude, Su Xing immediately made up in his heart:

The 'death together' in Zhen Yuanzhen's mouth should refer to some kind of crisis in the tree world, such as the slave search that appeared recently.

And when Zhen Yuanzi Zhenren faced the crisis, he directly chose to put it on the, and he didn't do it.

On the other hand, the mysterious throne is to solve the crisis, but due to some restrictions, the throne cannot do it personally.

So, it can only turn to Zhenyuan Zhenren....

In order to force Zhenyuan Zhenjin to agree, the throne also released a large number of black silk threads and tortured Zhenyuan Zhenjin.

After figuring out the reason for this, Su Xing felt even more that he had to break through to the Jindan stage as soon as possible and leave the tree realm as soon as possible.

- No matter what the crisis in the tree world is, in short, it is not wrong to find a way out in advance.

Inside the main hall.

Zhenyuan Zhenren's words seemed to have completely angered the throne.

Soon, countless black silk threads emerged from the surface of the throne again, and quickly wrapped around Zhenyuan Zhenren's body.

Under the influence of the black silk thread, the expression on Zhenyuan Zhenren's face became distorted again.

But this time, he laughed wildly on the throne: "Now you are given two choices, either you will listen to me for everything in the future, or everyone will die together, you can do it!" ”

In the face of Zhenyuan Zhenren, the throne did not respond, but always restrained him with black silk threads and tortured him.

wall interior.

Su Xing hid in the dark and watched for a long time, until the sky was completely dark, and he never heard more information.

Disappointed, he had no choice but to emerge from the wall again.

In the night, Su Xing's whole person turned into a black shadow, and after blending into the ground, it quickly disappeared....

…

Ever since he learned in the Wuzhuang Hall that 'there will be a great calamity in the tree world', Su Xing decisively increased the sales of life pills.

In this way, another three months passed in a flash.

Thanks to the increase in the sales of life pills, Su Xing has collected more black silk threads in the last three months.

With this, his cultivation was successfully promoted to the late stage of foundation building.

Meanwhile.

Under the influence of slave seeking, there are more and more slave monks in the lower layers of the tree realm, and even the upper layers of the tree realm have begun to frequently appear in slave hunting.

The monks were terrified, fearing that they too would become slave monks.

And the mortals were afraid of slaves, and the monks were like tigers.

Except for a very few people such as Su Xing, everyone no longer dares to walk at night, and the tree world has a faint appearance of defeat....

During this period, Zhenyuan Zhenren, who stayed in the Wuzhuang Palace, never responded.