In the faint sound of the immortal, a white-bearded old fairy wearing a white yin and yang Taiji fish robe slowly walked out of the mist.

The old fairy held the dust in his hand, and his clothes were fluttering, and he made people admire it at a glance.

I could see the survival of the old immortal, but I was shocked in my heart, and subconsciously recalled the white-bearded 'immortal' I saw in Shenshu Village.

The 'immortals' of Shenshu Village also walked out of the white mist.

Also hand-held dust.

Even the yin and yang Tai Chi fish robes they wore were exactly the same style.

'Gu Immortal' obviously no longer exists in the world.

But they seem to be everywhere, like immortality in a sense....

In the woods.

Seeing that there was an 'immortal' walking out of the white mist, the old monk Wusheng patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a golden tin staff from it.

He held a tin staff and placed his weight on the ground.

"Amitabha!"

Accompanied by a Buddha horn, an invisible energy spread from the tin rod to all directions.

When the 'immortals' touched the qi, they turned into five pools of pitch-black mud one after another, leaving only the dust, fairy swords, wine gourds and other things still in place.

These 'immortals' are dead.

The way they died was almost exactly the same as in the Divine Tree Village.

Cheng Huo glanced at the magic weapon on the ground, and said quietly: "Master, how do you plan to divide the treasures on the earth?" ”

Wusheng smiled: "It's just some useless decorations, if you want it, just take it." ”

In fact, it's not just Wusheng.

Among the seven people in the group of Cheng Sheng, except for him and Tie Niu, the rest of the monks who accompanied him did not take those immortal treasures in their eyes.

It's as if those treasures are really just a bunch of useless ornaments.

These people don't seem to be literate....

Survive and look around.

Seeing that everyone really didn't care about the treasures on the ground at all, he stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and put the dust, wine gourd, fairy sword, etc. into the storage bag.

A group of seven people continued to walk through the forest.

On the way, Cheng Huo inquired at the old monk Wusheng: "Dare to ask the master, do you know where the 'immortals' in the white mist come from?" ”

"Those are the remnants of the 'Gu Immortal' from 10,000 years ago."

Wusheng explained, "In addition to this Blood Forest, such as the 'Gu Immortal Ruins', or some other dangerous places where there is a white mist, there is a possibility of encountering the remnants of the 'Gu Immortals'. ”

"The afterimage of the 'Gu Immortal' is strong and weak, like the afterimage we just encountered, it is only the early and middle stage of worshipping the gods."

"And if we forcibly break into the Blood Forest before the white mist dissipates, then the remnants of the 'Gu Immortals' that we encounter will most likely have a fetal construction period, or even a blood pill stage of cultivation."

No wonder you have to wait for the white mist to clear before you can enter the Blood Forest.

I see....

Suddenly alive.

He asked again, "Does the master know how these 'Gu Immortal' remnants were formed?" ”

Wusheng shook his head and smiled: "These 'Gu Immortal' remnants, I'm afraid they already existed 10,000 years ago, because they are too old, it's almost impossible to figure out the reason..."

Everyone walked and talked.

After a while, I saw a team of 'immortals' wearing yin and yang Taiji fish robes, walking out of the white mist.

In the same way, this group of 'immortals' still only has the early and middle stages of worshipping the gods.

There was no need for Cheng Sheng and others to make a move, the old monk Wusheng repeated his old skills, and he easily killed the 'immortals' with just a wave of the tin staff.

This time, the 'immortals' who were killed did not leave behind the treasure of the 'wine gourd'.

In order not to attract the attention of Wusheng, Chengsheng deliberately did not pick up fairy swords, yin and yang Taiji fish robes and other things....

In this way, after clearing several teams of 'immortal' remnants one after another, the white mist in front of him suddenly became thicker.

Seeing this scene, Wusheng's face was overjoyed.

He looked ahead and said, "If nothing happens, the one ahead should be the blood tree we are looking for." ”

Cheng Sheng followed the old monk's gaze, and saw that in the white mist in front of him, a blood-red tree shadow loomed.

The crowd quickened their pace.

When I got closer, I found out.

What kind of blood tree is this, this is clearly a 'Gu Immortal' who is twenty or thirty meters high, buried in the ground, and whose body describes a dead tree!

Of course, there are those who disagree.

Yuan Xiujie frowned and said, "How did this blood tree grow into a human appearance?" Isn't Mo already a sperm? ”

"No, no, no."

Tie Niu's opinion is the same as that of Chengsheng: "I feel that it is more like a certain 'Gu Immortal' who has grown into a tree." ”

"Unlikely." Yuan Xiujie retorted: "After all, how can anyone grow to twenty or thirty meters tall...."

The blood tree in the blood forest, in addition to resembling a 'Gu Immortal', also has countless red 'blood fruits' growing on its flesh-like branches.

It's the same as the 'Dao Fruit' in the Sacred Tree Village.

Cheng Sheng only glanced at the 'blood fruit', and a wave of realization welled up in his heart, 'That blood fruit is likely to be a great supplement'.

But out of prudence, he did not rush to pick the fruit, let alone eat it....

Meanwhile.

Different from Cheng Sheng's curiosity about the blood tree.

When the old monk Wusheng saw the blood tree, there was a faint excitement in his eyes, and inadvertently, he glanced at the iron bull.

This subtle movement was fully seen by the life that was silently observed on the side.

The old monk was obviously not tortured by the 'power of pain', but after seeing the Blood Tree, he showed a reaction that was even more excited than that of the Iron Bull.

This old monk has a strange ....

Under the Blood Tree.

Seeing that Chengsheng and the others were stunned in place, and they didn't want to be the first to stand up and drink the blood tree sap, the old monk Wusheng took the initiative to speak: "Chengsheng, since everyone else has concerns in their hearts, then you will be the first to drink this blood tree sap!" ”

"This...."

Iron Bull hesitated.

He faltered in place.

Judging by his performance, it seems that he doesn't particularly trust his master....

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that Tie Niu refused, the old monk no longer insisted on it.

He folded his hands, looked at his nose and his nose at his heart, and stood still and said no more.

It has been a stalemate for a long time.

Finally, Yuan Xiujie, who had the lowest cultivation in the team, spoke: "It's better for me to come!" ”

The news that 'the sap of the blood tree can dissolve pain' was heard by Yuan Xiujie from his friend.

Out of trust in his friend, Yuan Xiujie came to the tree, cut the trunk with a dagger, and then took out a porcelain bowl from the storage bag to collect the juice in it.

The blood tree didn't just look like an immortal.

After being cut open by the dagger, the flesh-and-blood trunk of the tree really looked like it had been scratched, and blood continued to ooze from it.

What made it even more incredible to survive was that not long after the sap of the blood tree flowed, its wounds healed on its own like flesh and blood.

Stop bleeding and scab over until you finally recover completely.

"This...."

Seeing this strange phenomenon, Yuan Xiujie's eyes showed a look of shock, and he subconsciously distanced himself from the blood tree.

He said with a look of disbelief: "This blood tree, could it really be made by 'Gu Immortal'?" ”

Looking at the blood tree whose wounds had healed, Cheng Sheng's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

The Gu Immortals 10,000 years ago, as well as the Ancient Buddhas, what did they experience?

What was the world like?