Many years ago, a jujube pit fell by mistake next to a spiritual spring in the depths of Black Python Mountain. Due to long-term contamination of the vitality flowing out of the spiritual spring, the jujube kernel germinated and quickly grew into a towering tree.

Later, the jujube tree swallowed a fruit by chance. This fruit was the transformation fruit of the demon beasts in the cultivation realm, and it also caused the jujube tree to transform into a human after just three hundred years of cultivation.

After the jujube tree essence was transformed, his mind suddenly opened, and he left the depths of the Black Python Mountain to the mortal world. Later, he returned here and built a Taoist temple to shelter from the wind and rain. He named the Taoist temple Deadwood Temple, his own name Deadwood, and everywhere he learned from the appearance of people to change himself, trying to meditate and practice, but his strength entered the realm very slowly.

After the Venerable Dead Wood came here and occupied this place, he instructed him to cultivate, helping him successfully break through the Innate Grandmaster realm. Its strength is currently quite impressive, equivalent to the refining Yuan realm of human cultivators.

The original name of the Master of Deadwood was not Deadwood. In order to cover up his whereabouts, he took up the Deadwood Temple and lived in seclusion as a place to heal his wounds, and called himself the Deadwood Master to others. The Master of the Dead Wood was worried that his whereabouts would be discovered, and he was also worried that the jujube tree spirit would appear in front of people and be recognized by the cultivators, so he would be reduced to a sweeping slave.

However, in order to appease the jujube tree spirit, the Venerable Master of the Dead Wood gave him the exercises of the secular world, and the jujube tree spirit had to cultivate to the realm of an innate grandmaster. The jujube tree spirit did not resist the dead wood arranging for him to sweep the floor at all, but was overjoyed after receiving the cultivation exercises, and was even more grateful to the dead wood master.

Because of its childhood, the jujube tree essence has a solid foundation for long-term devouring of spiritual spring vitality. He survived the blow of the cultivator, but fell into a coma due to a long loss of water. When Yi Hao entered the Dead Wood Temple, he thought it was the Dead Wood Master who had returned, but he saw Yi Hao who had come before. He felt a chill at the Master of the Deadwood, so he didn't have much hope and tried to call for help.

The old man saw that Yi Hao was still silent after he finished speaking, so he stood quietly with his hands tied.

"I'll go to the county town of Misshui right away. If there is such an Innate Grandmaster Realm master to follow, it will also be a great help to himself. Thinking that this jujube tree has been cultivated into a human form, it should have good thoughts in its heart. As long as you pay a little attention to control in the future, there will be no problems. Yi Hao thought to himself.

"Let's go to the deadwood cultivation room and have a look." Yi Hao said.

When the old man saw Yi Hao say this, he immediately understood and looked happy. He immediately bowed down and led Yi Hao to the mountain wall behind the Taoist temple.

The two of them walked along the cave to the cultivation place of the Master of the Dead Wood. The objects in the stone chamber are slightly messy, showing the haste of the Deadwood Master before leaving. Yi Hao nervously looked around, searching for the antidote to the corpse pill.

Yi Hao's face was dark and gloomy, and it seemed that it could rain immediately. There were indeed some pill bottles and jars in the cave, but there was nothing in them.

The old man saw that Yihao was looking for something, and he followed him to look around. He seemed familiar with the place, and after a while he handed it to Yi Hao with a bag and two books.

"A bag of yuan stones, it looks like there are dozens of pieces. Although no antidote was found, this bag of yuan stones was an unexpected gain. Yi Hao sighed.

Two books, one is the method of arranging the deadwood illusion array. Yi Hao flipped through it at will, and it turned out that what was laid outside the Dead Wood View was not a phantom array, but a low-level fog array in the cultivation realm, which was spread by using the terrain and the guidance of the Yuan Stone. The other book is "Cultivation of Truth" written by the Master of Dead Wood.

Yi Hao squinted at the old man staring at the two books. Presumably this old man is a martial arts idiot, but he doesn't seem to be literate.

"This is not an exercise, I will give you a practice after I go out." Yi Hao couldn't help but laugh. Yi Hao casually put three things into his arms. The old man smiled happily when he heard this, and his expression was even more respectful to Yi Hao.

"What else is there in the Deadwood Observatory...... Something of value? Yi Hao asked the old man casually. He didn't find the antidote to the corpse pill, and he was a little unwilling in his heart. And anyway, there will be no one in this place in the future, rather than letting the good things be dusted, it is better for him to take them out and give full play to their value, Yi Hao thought badly.

"Except for the things of the dead wood, everything else is worthless." The old man said suspiciously. After thinking for a while, he said, "There are some worldly gold and silver or something, to see if the son can see it." ”

"Oh? Let's go, let's take a look! Yi Hao's eyes lit up. The old man only has the method of cultivation in his eyes, but he Yihao is still in the world, and there is Yijia Village behind him who needs money. Yi Hao thought so, but did not explain it to the old man.

"I'm obedient...... I'm afraid that this pile of gold and silver will have ...... 10,000 taels. ”

"I can't imagine that Deadwood Temple is so rich! They can't use it, but this money is cheaper for me. Somewhere in the apse of the Dead Wood Temple, Yi Hao pretended to look at the pile of gold and silver in front of him indifferently, but his heart was ecstatic.

"You go and bury them and bury them in the ground......" Yi Hao pointed to a few corpses not far away.

The old man looked at the corpse of the unsightly Qingluo Guan Lord on the ground not far away, and then looked at Yi Hao's back, his eyes full of awe. The strength of the Qingluo Guan Lord was only a little worse than him, but he died before he could even shout under the casual slap of the cultivator's hand. Cultivators like Yi Hao, they are the masters of this world.

"The Man on the Deadwood is gone......"

"Detoxification...... There is only one way to find the Tengyuan Realm he said! ”

"Also, Haishan, who didn't expect to leave a warm and low-key impression on himself, also became cannon fodder in this disaster."

"This is a wake-up call for myself, working hard to improve the strength of the party is the most important thing at the moment, otherwise I can't protect Yijia Village, and that little girl hasn't been found!" In the small courtyard where Zhao Jiabao lived, Yi Hao frowned and paced around.

Since returning from the Dead Wood Temple, he has read the "Cultivation of Truth" written by the Master of the Dead Wood several times, but he still has not found a single word about the antidote to the Dead Wood Pill, nor has he seen any record related to the method of forging gods.

In the "Cultivation of Truth", it is recorded that the reason why the Master of the Dead Wood wanted to use the person who cultivated the Zhengyang Technique to heal his wounds. The Venerable Master of the Dead Wood suffered from the wound of yin poison, and he needed fire exercises to get rid of the cold poison. He was originally in the Kaiyuan Realm, and after the realm fell, his strength was already in the late stage of refining the Yuan.

The Venerable Deadwood's predecessors who entered the cave were left behind, and they did not get any cultivation techniques. Instead, he obtained a fragmented realm breaking experience left by his predecessors, and after he realized it, he contributed to the rapid arrival of the Kaiyuan realm and built the foundation. It is mentioned in his cultivation experience that this kind of realm-breaking experience is "selflessness".

If the cultivator's cultivation mind is compared to a raging flame, then selflessness is magma with stronger determination and strength. Selflessness is the fusion of essence, qi, and spirit, gathering the strength of the whole body in a certain part of the body, doubling the strength, moving like thunder, and moving forward without fear to hit the bottleneck of cultivation.

However, there is no such thing as cultivating the realm of vitality accumulation before forcibly breaking the realm, and the realm still needs a certain strength and foundation to open. When a cultivator does not have enough strength to open the realm, his foundation does not exist to be easily crushed.