Yan Zixiu was indifferent, knowing that she had run dozens of times without results, and she was in a bad mood. At the same time, she knew that it was impossible for her not to lead the way up the mountain, because the owner of the Spirit Tree would not refuse any possible opportunity.

He didn't speak, but it made the Frost Cultivator feel a little strange. In the past, when she complained so much, the comer either quickly confessed that she had the ability, or curry favor with her, or spoke intimidating. The little monk in front of him was calm and steady, not saying a word, but he was a strange person.

"Come with me." The Frost Cultivator flew up.

Yan Zixiu pulled the silk tape, and Qianli Xue also flew up with her.

"You white crane is a divine horse." The Frost Cultivator said a rare nice word.

Qianli Xue seemed to understand, and let out a long sigh of pride.

Divine Horse? Yan Zixiu smiled and didn't speak. This guy doesn't know anything except good looks, fast flying, and bragging.

The two of them crossed the green and white ice and snow line halfway up the mountainside, and flew up for a while.

The Frost Cultivator led the way and landed on the ground: "No outsiders are allowed to fly ahead." To get to the spirit tree, you have to walk ten miles of mountain road. ”

The monk's footsteps were fast, and the ten miles were passed in the blink of an eye. Turn a hillside and a basin appears in front of you.

Unlike other places where spring is in full swing, it's a daunting twilight. The flowers and plants are a little gray and wilted.

There is a big tree in the middle of the basin, more than 30 zhang high, and the trunk is dark and thick, and four or five people can only hug it together. The roots of the tree are uplifted and mossy is everywhere. The canopy of the tree is like an umbrella, and the branches and foliage are dense, but it looks sluggish.

"Master, let's diagnose the disease." The Frost Cultivator said angrily.

As soon as Yan Zixiu arrived in this basin, he felt a trace of sadness.

"Elder, can I get closer and touch this tree?"

"Hmm...... It's not impossible, you have to be careful, don't touch it. "The Frost Cultivator is actually out of hope, just a routine reminder. Seeing that he is dying, what is not bad.

Yan Zixiu walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it against the trunk of the tree.

The feeling of sadness was even more pronounced.

Yan Zixiu let out a buzzing sound. Listening from the tree's point of view is asking "What's wrong with you?" ”

The Taiyin Spirit Tree trembled, and some dead leaves fell everywhere.

The Frost Cultivator was amazed, it was the first time she had seen such a situation. Most of the people who came before just walked around, saw that they couldn't be cured, and then left with interest.

Why did the little monk tremble as soon as he touched the trunk of the tree and said two words in his mouth?

The tree is actually already a sperm, but ordinary monks can't communicate with it. Yan Zixiu mastered the Immortal Mansion Interpretation Technique. He knows the language of people and animals, and so does the language of elves.

"I—I'm dying." The Taiyin Spirit Tree said weakly.

"What's going on? Is it the end of life? Yan Zixiu asked.

"Lifespan? The life limit is said to be long, and there are also 20,000 years. ”

"So what happened?" Yan Zixiu asked.

"Five or fifty years ago, the master buried a stone under my tree. In、After that, I、I grew more vigorous. But a year ago, I suddenly couldn't do it, and I became weaker and weaker. ”

Could it be that it has something to do with this stone? Yan Zixiu thought to himself.

"That'...... Is it OK to take the stone out? ”

"Now, it doesn't seem to be a matter of stone. I—I felt like I had been hollowed out. ”

Yan Zixiu guessed in his heart: "It's hollowed out, no wonder I feel that you are very sad." ”

"I want to live, live, but I want to die. I want to look at the sky again, look at the clouds, and talk to the flowers and plants......"

"Don't be too upset, I'll try to help you."

"Thank you."

Yan Zixiu left the big tree and walked out of the basin: "Elder." ”

"What's going on? Is there any salvation? The Frost nun asked a little nervously. It was the first time she had seen someone standing under a tree for so long, so there was a glimmer of hope in her heart.

In her heart, she wanted to be cured. Because the future of her master, Venerable Feiguang, has a lot to do with this Taiyin Spirit Tree.

"Seven or eight percent sure."

"Seventy or eighty?!" The Frost Female Cultivator showed a surprised expression and grabbed Yan Zixiu's shoulder, "What you said is true?" ”

"It's true. But I'll need you to protect my Dharma in a while. ”

"No problem! Wait, I have to tell Master. The Frost Cultivator sent a note out.

In the blink of an eye, a white-haired monk appeared in front of him, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome, it was a primordial infant monk. I think it's the Flying Light Venerable.

"You're the master of healing that Rushuang said?" Venerable Feiguang looked at Yan Zixiu with burning eyes.

It turned out that this frost nun was called Rushuang, no wonder her face was like frost, Yan Zixiu thought to himself.

He arched his hand without humility or arrogance: "I have seen the Venerable, and it is below. ”

"Bold, don't kneel down when you see His Holiness?" The Frost Nun shouted like frost.

It turns out that the rules of this Shenxiao Gate are that low-level monks should kneel down on one knee when they see Yuanying Monk, and they need to kneel on both knees when they see the head of the sect. Yan Zixiu is not happy with these rules, and if he can be confused, he will be confused. Now Venerable Feiguang has asked him, and it is estimated that he will not pay attention to these.

Sure enough, the Flying Light Venerable waved his hand: "Forget it." ”

He looked at the two jade plates in Yan Zixiu's waist: "Dancao Peak, Yan Ziling, outer disciple, alchemy master." Yes, he is a master of alchemy at a young age. How can he still be an outer disciple? ”

"Venerable Qiqi, I just passed the exam."

"Hmph, Dancao Peak's work efficiency is too low." It seemed that because Poison King Peak and Dancao Peak didn't deal with each other very well, Venerable Feiguang deprecated and turned to the topic, "Yan Xiaoyou, what do you think is wrong with this treasure tree?" As he spoke, he looked at the Taiyin Spirit Tree with a worried face.

"Venerable Qiqi, this question has something to do with you, Venerable."

"What did you say?!" Venerable Feiguang and Rushuang changed their faces at the same time.

Yan Zixiu smiled secretly in his heart, this master and apprentice were really impatient: "Fifty years ago, did the Venerable Bury a stone under the tree?" ”

Venerable Feiguang was taken aback: "Huh? How do you know? ”

Rushuang's eyes widened.

Except for the master and apprentice and a very few high-level monks, no one knows about this.

"The disciple has a special ability to communicate with the spirit tree that has been in the tree for a certain year. It was the Taiyin Spirit Tree who told me personally. ”

"You still have the ability to do that?" Venerable Feiguang felt that it was amazing, but more importantly, whether he could cure the treasure tree, "I heard Rushuang say, are you seventy or eighty percent sure that it will be cured?" ”

"Yes, please also ask His Holiness and Elders to protect the Dharma for me." Yan Zixiu made another request. Sometimes, when you make a request to people, it makes them feel valued. What's more, there is a real need for Dharma protection.

"Dharma protectors are small things. Tell me how to do it. ”

"First, take out the stone; Second, wait for me to play a song. ”

It's easy to understand when you take out the stone, what does it mean to play a song?

Seeing the confused expressions of the master and apprentice, Yan Zixiu explained: "This is my way to cure trees. ”

In that case, there is no need to ask. With a gesture of his hand, Venerable Feiguang flew out of the ground and fell into his hands.

"I don't see anything wrong with this thing." He looked at it repeatedly and said to himself, "The peak master and the head of the sect have said that there is no problem, and the spirit tree has been growing very vigorously since then. ”

Yan Zixiu thought to himself, particularly vigorous? I'm afraid the problem lies in the word "special".