Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Mother Tree of Life

"Wait- you're here, what's going on? Suddenly friendly? ”

"And... Who is he? ”

Zhang Zhengyi asked solemnly.

The locust tree was stunned for a moment, and then the branches shook even more, like an embarrassed girl.

Then, she spoke, "Okay, I'll be honest, I originally came to see that you have the primordial power in your body, and I wanted to swallow you to recover from your injuries. But I didn't expect that you actually had another will in your spirit, and under his threat, I cooperated with him. ”

"Cooperation?" A hand full of eyes suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Zhengyi's eyes, it was a person in a dream.

Locust added, "Yes, you don't have to worry about what the specific content is, it's my business with him, as for you..."

"If you're not mistaken, you should be the one Mu Tianling said, the eighth person who connected to my heir."

Zhang Zhengyi nodded, he had heard clearly before, the locust tree he connected to should be the only one that the owner cultivated with hundreds of branches, and finally survived.

"Then, next, I will help you, combine with my heirs, and finally take control of the entire Farmer's Garden Spirit Vein Network. ”

"At that time, you will be able to disconnect Mu Tianling from the spiritual vein network, greatly weakening his strength."

"Then, join forces with the one behind you, kill him, and take control of the Farmer's Garden."

"That's when our deal is over and he'll make good on his promise."

Zhang Zhengyi frowned slightly.

The person in the dream seems to have crossed the line with his own arrangement, and he doesn't like this situation of being controlled by others.

But this trace of emotion quickly disappeared, and Zhang Zhengyi knew in his heart that if he wanted to find out who he was, where he came from, and the relationship with the person in his dreams, he must act according to his arrangement at present.

"What is the so-called control over the Spirit Vein Network?" Zhang Zhengyi asked.

Huaishu replied, "Mu Tianling found my remnant body three hundred years ago, and in my preaching and inheritance, he comprehended the farmer's cultivation technique, and finally cultivated the farmer's Taoism. ”

"In this Dao system, the most core is to use the grass and trees as nodes to form a spiritual vein network, and Mu Tianling is the most powerful controller in this spiritual vein network."

"With the help of control, he intercepted spiritual power from other people's practices, and soon consolidated the farmer's Dao system, and his cultivation was much faster than others, which also made him an invincible and strongest person in this spiritual network network."

"And now, what you have to do is take control of him and find the one behind you."

The gentle voice of the locust tree sounded slowly, but the content made Zhang Zhengyi's heart ripple.

Stealing a home?

I like this.

"However, there is one more thing, I have already cultivated with the help of the spiritual vein network before."

"Huh?" The locust tree was slightly surprised.

Zhang Zhengyi nodded, "Yes, I broke the three realms in half a day, which is a bit slow... This is not important, the important thing is that in that spiritual vein network, there is a very strong and terrifying will, is that the will of the owner of the garden? If so, maybe, it will be very difficult for me to control the spiritual vein network. ”

Hearing Zhang Zhengyi's first half of the words, the locust tree was silent for a while.

If I'm not mistaken, in the cultivation system of this world, even a top-level genius would take one to three years to reach perfection at the spiritual realm stage?

This guy only took half a day to break through the Three Realms?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Huaishu sorted out his emotions and answered Zhang Zhengyi's question in the second half.

"That will is not Mu Tianling, but another consciousness body."

"I can't name it, or I'll be noticed by it."

"You don't have to worry about it for the time being, I will help you block it through my heirs, you only need to devour spiritual power, a large amount of external spiritual power, and you can improve your control over the spiritual vein network."

"Is that so?" Zhang Zhengyi pursed his lips, and the answer to the locust tree, as well as the practice of the person in the dream, was very unhappy.

In the clouds, do you really think you are a big guy?

"Oh yes, he called you the Mother Tree of Life, what is the second middle name?" Zhang Zhengyi suddenly asked.

The locust tree was silent for a while, and then said, "The Origin of the Origin Taiyi splits and turns into turbidity and two vapors, and the turbidity turns into twelve pillars, which appear in different forms, namely earth, wind, water, fire, life, death, space, time, desire, knowledge, war, and peace, and the twelve pillars of the gods, which are intended to be in charge of everything in the world. ”

"I am the pillar of life, the mother tree of life, in the god of filth, in charge of life."

Zhang Zhengyi blinked, it turned out that this is a real big guy, no, a real big guy!

I'm sorry Giant, but I'll admit that I was a little disrespectful to you just now.

Zhang Zhengyi was a little embarrassed, and he didn't talk anymore, so he asked the locust tree to send him out.

As for some things like, 'Why are you here, being bullied by a Dao Venerable?' ''You're such a dick, and you're still threatened by the man in your dreams?'' He didn't ask any of these questions.

After all, who doesn't have a time to fall?

Zhang Zhengyi knows that when facing these giants, he only needs to do things with peace of mind.

With the lifting of the locust tree, Zhang Zhengyi felt as if he had passed through a quagmire full of silt.

Then, a breath of fresh air came, and Zhang Zhengyi opened his eyes, which was a vibrant bush, and not far away was the big lake.

Came out of the ground by himself!

Zhang Zhengyi inhaled a fresh breath sharply, and if he didn't stay in the crypt for a few days, he wouldn't be able to appreciate the beauty of the fresh air in the open jungle.

Now that it has come out and its strength has improved, then next, it should be revenge.

"Liu San..."

Zhang Zhengyi muttered this name, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Inside the Liusan Manor.

Liu San was holding a roast chicken, eating with a mouth full of oil, he was going to have a treat today, discussing further matters.

The servants brought the delicacies to the table, but they did not dare to look at their masters.

For no other reason, Liu San treats useless servants very brutally, often tortured and killed to death.

Sometimes, even because a servant looked at him more, he would be scolded.

According to Liu San, this is called rules.

When the food was served to the table, Liu San waved his hand and asked the other servants to leave.

He sat in the second seat, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guest.

The surrounding Changgong and his steward were also sitting in danger, obviously attaching great importance to this banquet.

A figure appeared from outside the door.

Liu San and the others got up suddenly, and when they were about to greet them, they found that the person who came was not their guest, but Zhang Zhengyi.

"How could it be you!"

There was a person who chased and killed Zhang Zhengyi that night, and he lost his voice.

They had seen the boy fall into the Netherworld.

The death of the person who fell into the lake is the consensus of all the farmer gardeners, but how could he?!

Zhang Zhengyi looked at everyone and showed a cold smile, he clenched the sickle in his hand and greeted, "Hello everyone." ”

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Zhengyi cut the throat of the last living person in the house, threw the sickle aside, and kicked Liu San's head open, causing him to roll roundly on the ground for more than ten meters.

Then grab the roast chicken from the table and feast on it.

In the past few days in the cave, I have relied on spiritual power to support me, I haven't eaten anything, and the temple of the five internal organs is empty.

Taking a big bite of the chicken thigh, the delicious taste of roast chicken instantly swept the taste buds, touched the nerves, and made Zhang Zhengyi can't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"Roast chicken is delicious, isn't it? The cook in Liu San Zhuangzi does have a hand in doing this. ”

A voice suddenly appeared, and the startled Zhang Zhengyi did a backflip.