"This is too exaggerated, isn't it?" Meng Shuai sat on the back of the old gray, somewhat frightened.

Along the way, Lao Gray did not stop, and jumped through various levels, which was easier than shopping.

Meng Shuai followed along the way, and he also saw several weird and difficult levels, and even strange illusions, although these levels can only be glimpsed, but it should be very difficult to think about, even he felt a headache watching from the back of the old gray.

And then - and - -

Now these have no meaning to Meng Shuai, just a passing glance, and they have already soared.

In fact, Meng Shuai was also a little strange, Old Gray was such a cool and arrogant tyrant, and he despised everything, why didn't that tree spirit or any other host or guard react?

Could it be that it was blocked, but like the level, it was completely ignored by the old ash, or did it acquiesce in its strength, and even avoid blocking?

No matter which one it is, it shows that the old gray is still strong and Meng Shuai did not expect.

All the way up, it was still golden, and I couldn't see anything else, but gradually there was a scenery around,

Gradually, all kinds of illusions appeared in the air, there are mountains and rivers, there are trees and flowers, there are pavilions and pavilions on the mountain, there are birds and beasts in the forest, and then there are large clouds and mist in the sky, and the spirit birds and cranes fly around it, just like a fairyland.

It's just that all of this is covered with a layer of gold, because of the haze of the tones, and although it all comes to life, it is still immersed in a dream-like atmosphere.

Meng Shuai had also seen a lot of illusions before, which were created by this World Tree, although it was only a passing by, he could also distinguish the difference between this time and the previous illusions. The previous illusion, no matter how it changed, could see a trace of danger and even fierceness in it. Only this time the illusion is not only dreamlike, but also full of tranquility and friendliness.

The end should be in sight.

If you had gone through a lot of hardships and finally seen such a beautiful scenery, there would probably be a kind of joy and joy in a long drought, but Meng Shuai couldn't experience that joy. Of course, he didn't care, and easily drove all the way up, which was another kind of pleasure.

At the end of the Golden Illusion, there is an upward staircase, which leads to the top.

Meng Shuai saw from afar that there was a figure above the steps, and judging by its location, it should be the last person to welcome the arrival of people. The appearance of this person should prove that this trial has come to an end.

Should you come down? Finally, you have to go to this ceremony by yourself, right? Otherwise, it would be too blatant.

Meng Shuai thought so, but this matter was not in his hands, Lao Ash still spread his wings, flew directly over the steps, and landed in front of the main hall.

To be arrogant, you must have a beginning and an end.

After falling, Meng Shuai got down from the old gray back and stood in front of the glittering golden hall.

It is said to be a main hall, but the top building is clearly different from the general hall. It's more like a pavilion than a hall. Five golden columns support the wing-like pentagonal roof. There is no wall around it, it is transparent.

Because of the transparency, everything in the pavilion can be seen at a glance.

There was no clutter in it, except for a stone tablet, which could have been a gold tablet given its golden color.

This golden stele, Meng Shuai is a little familiar, although he didn't read the words on the stele clearly, but he recognized the turtle carrying the stele.

The turtle stele, which was the marker that led everyone down to the ground, did not expect to go around and around and experience so many things, and saw it here again.

Meng Shuai couldn't help but approach the pavilion, but saw that there were vague words on the golden tablet, just because the gold was dazzling, it was not easy to read, and the handwriting was dense, so he had to get closer to see it clearly.

However, taking a step closer, Meng Shuai's gaze crossed the golden tablet again, and found that among the five pillars, one was different, the luster was different from the others, and it seemed that there were other things carved on it.

But you have to get close to see it. To be honest, after looking at the gold for so long, Meng Shuai felt deeply tired of vision, and then looked at the gold and wanted to vomit, rubbed his forehead, and planned to go one step further and go directly into the pavilion.

At this time, I heard someone shouting, "Young master—"

Meng Shuai's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help but turn back. It wasn't that he thought that the strange greeting was right for him, but that it was such an empty and silent place that whoever made a voice would turn his back. Don't say that he is called "Young Master", even if he is called "fool", he can probably turn back.

Of course, in terms of accident, the inexplicable title of the young master is more unusual than that of a fool.

As soon as Meng Shuai turned around, he saw the one who spoke.

When he saw that person, he was taken aback first, it turned out that behind him, there was not a person, but a puppet.

It's too much to say it's a puppet, and it should be considered a living tree spirit.

A small tree trunk-like guy stood behind, with distinct facial features at the top of the trunk, more detailed than the golden man, and there was no weirdness of the tree face below, but like an ordinary sculpture face. On the top of the head, the hair is made up of branches and young leaves, and these branches are more supple than ordinary trees, like long hair with a shawl.

If it's just a small tree trunk with a face, it's actually not a disobedience, but the strangest thing is that this tree actually has limbs, not only limbs, but also clothes.

There is a set of clothes wrapped around the trunk, from the eyes of this world, it can be regarded as a strange costume, but for Meng Shuai, who is used to seeing various fashion styles in his previous life, he thinks it's okay, but the style is a little weird, not to mention how weird, but compared with the common clothing of people at this time, it is obviously from two worlds.

The shirt naturally had sleeves, and from the cuffs there were fingers like wooden branches, but the hem of the placket was mopping the floor, and it was impossible to see if there were feet.

The tree man stepped forward and said, "Welcome to the young master." He arched his hands and made a gesture of salutation, but it was probably a stick that could not be bent, so he did not need to bend down.

Meng Shuai returned the salute and said, "Don't dare, who do you call me?"

Speaking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, could it be called Old Ash?

If you think about it carefully, this is more reasonable, the old gray is mysterious, but it may really be some young master, who took a hitchhike by himself, which can be regarded as an addition. A tree calls a bird a young master, unexpected harmony isn't it?

Thinking of this, Meng Shuai hurriedly turned his head to look for Lao Ash, but after turning around, he didn't find any trace of Lao Ash. It seems to be gone?

At this time, the tree man had already said, "Of course I call you, my young master. ”

Meng Shuai looked back, since the old gray was not there, then he had to admit that this was indeed the address for him.

But knowing that it doesn't mean accepting it, Meng Shuai said: "Did you recognize the wrong person? I have lived with Su Yu, just now you named me 'Trialist', why do you call me Young Master again?"

The tree man carved out the same facial features as wood, and actually showed an embarrassed look, and said: "Before, my subordinates had eyes and beads, and I didn't recognize you, I just thought you were an ordinary trialist." When you soared up and came to the court, your subordinates woke up like a dream, and it turned out that it was the young master's big driver. ”

Meng Shuai stopped: "Don't talk about it like this." Wouldn't it be better to explain it from the beginning? Who are you? What is the young master? What is the trialist?"

The tree man said, "The young master doesn't remember me? Trialist...... Hey...... This trialist is a joke. The subordinates are extremely bored, and the tricks they come up with, the young master must not take it to heart. You see......"

Suddenly, it flicked its sleeves, and a gust of wind swept by, sweeping from the sky to the ground in an instant. The golden mountains and rivers in mid-air, the towers and palaces were swept away in an instant, and only the misty golden light remained.

"It's all false, don't take it personally. ”

Meng Shuai's pupils shrank, and the dreamlike scene just now burst like a bubble in an instant, making him feel a chill in his heart.

One is that the ability of this tree man makes him feel terrifying, the huge fairy realm is actually created out of thin air, and he has created all kinds of illusions before he wants to come to the level, all kinds of illusions are also created by him, what kind of skill is this? Of course, it is probably a key soul of the Divine Land, and it can create all kinds of miracles within the scope of the Divine Land, which is also understandable. Meng Shuai can also do things that he can't usually do in the black soil world, but he doesn't do it in vain, he needs Ruyi beads to exchange. And even if he expands the scope of his ability, there is no miracle like him.

But the horror alone didn't make him feel cold. He thought of himself.

What did the other party say? All kinds of trials are vain?

But what would have happened to him without the old ash? Would he have come up as a trialist in the end?

If you go through a lot of hardships and tribulations, and then you only experience a false experience and are waved away, is this ridiculous?

I shuddered at the thought.

Of course, the other party may have deliberately said something demeaning about the trial when explaining, but judging by his understatement attitude, this so-called trial is really not anywhere.

Thinking like this, Meng Shuai's heart sank suddenly. His expression also changed from a relaxed at the beginning, and even a smile with a funny feeling to a serious one.

This tree in front of you needs to be dealt with carefully.

He is not a young master, he knows it himself, and how the tree man will turn his face when the time comes, it can be seen from his attitude just now. This could be a time bomb that is even more dangerous than the Earth Spirit, and if a certain condition is triggered, it can explode.

But right now, you can't trigger it. He was so close to the bomb and had no protection, and if it exploded, the consequences would be unimaginable.

For the sake of today's plan, first use the identity in his mouth to temporarily maneuver, if you can deceive the purpose, it is the best, it is really not good, at least you have to get out of the whole body. Prepare for the best and prepare for the worst.

His face sank, and the tree man also saw it, he misunderstood Meng Shuai's heart knot, and said cautiously: "Young master, it's not your subordinates who make their own decisions. You haven't come back for a long time, but the natives are pressing forward step by step, and I have to make a second preparation, even if it is a transition before you come, otherwise it will be a little delayed. ”

Meng Shuai was reminded by him, remembering that there was another one below, he thought it was the spirit of the divine earth, but now it seems that the one in front of him is more like, and that one is redundant, so he asked: "Turen, who are you talking about?"

The tree man said: "The earth man, it is the spirit of the divine land." ”