When I entered the ruins again, I met no resistance, and the dryads and ghosts disappeared without a trace, and even the temple that looked gloomy when I first arrived had a sense of grandeur and grandeur. At the end of the dungeon, two doors made of unknown metal were completely open, and the light of the sky shone through the gates, and the people who illuminated it narrowed their eyes.

Chen Yunsheng was the first to enter the hall, and he was still curious about this old tree demon who had lived for countless years. The huge body of the tree attracted all of Chen Yunsheng's attention, and before he could get closer, an old face appeared on the trunk in the center of the tree.

The sound of dry tree trunks colliding with each other sounded in the hall, followed by a desolate greeting: "Heirs of the heavens, have you done what you have done?"

Chen Yunsheng said coldly: "Okay, you are a cangwu, not to mention hundreds of thousands of years old, but your heart is not right." Knowing that the Rakshasa Demon is extremely fierce, and there is a dry of Yin Ghosts and Tree Spirits under his command to help him, he sent my brother to die, and his heart can be punished. ”

Cang Wu was stunned for a while, and the two deep holes in the middle of the trunk stared at Chen Yunsheng carefully for a long time before muttering, "It seems that you are their leader?"

The first time he heard the word "head man", Chen Yunsheng was not too strange, in ancient times, the head of the family, the lord of the country, and the leader of the tribe were often given this name, but it was only in the past 10,000 years that it slowly disappeared from the classics.

He stepped on a stone the size of a pumpkin, looked up at the old tree, and said, "Yes, I am their leader." The previous agreement with you does not count, and it needs to be renegotiated. ”

When Le Xiang heard this, he twisted his thighs hard, he didn't believe that the hero who was crawling around in conspiracy, grievances and hatred actually cared about such a small thing. According to his thoughts, Chen Yunsheng should wave his sleeves and break up with Lao Shu, not owing each other, this is the practice of legendary figures. But he didn't feel pain under this twist, and was wondering, when suddenly Han Feng snorted and said unhappily: "Big brother, why are you twisting my leg?"

"Hand owes, hand owes. Le Xiang he

Cangwu let out a hearty laugh, the huge canopy shook "whoosh", palm-sized leaves fell, and a thick layer was piled on the ground, only to hear him say: "What do you want?" I am afraid that I have nothing else on me to give you except wood. ”

Chen Yunsheng's right palm opened, red light burst out, and the unicorn slash appeared in his hand, and he threw the long knife to the ground, and the blade naturally sank into the ground.

"You must have what I want, which is the 100,000-year-old glory of this Qingzhou. He said frankly.

The old tree fell into deep thought, and did not speak immediately, and after a long time, he said slowly: "One hundred thousand years is not too long, but it is quite laborious to prepare, I am afraid it cannot be done overnight, if you want, come to me in a year." ”

"Refreshing. I heard that our flying boat was damaged by you, and you are responsible for repairing it, if half of the formation pattern is missing, I can let you go, and my sword can't let go. Chen Yunsheng said.

"Naturally, if you don't believe it, go to that valley and have a look, the boat has been repaired. The old tree said lightly.

The group withdrew from the cave, and along the way, Han Feng hooked up with his junior brother Yi Xiaohu, only to hear him say: "Senior brother, did you hear it, he actually said that Kunpeng is a small boat, what a big breath." ”

When Fang Minglan heard the conversation between the two of them, she couldn't help but be surprised, she came behind Han Feng and said unexpectedly: "For that tree, Kunpeng is indeed a small boat. ”

Han Feng's eyes were full of longing and said: "I really want to see Kunpeng's appearance immediately, that old tree has lived for countless years, he is well-informed, and his means will not be bad, at least stronger than Cao San." ”

"I hope so. A trace of worry flashed in Fang Minglan's eyes.

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When everyone saw the restored cloud-piercing boat, they all had a strange expression, especially the dozen or so monks who had been working on the boat all day. They muttered to themselves, "Is this still our Kunpeng?"

Han Feng rubbed his nose, patted Yi Xiaohu's shoulder and said, "Senior brother, do you think this thing can still fly?"

Yi Xiaohu stretched out his hand and touched the rough bark-like plank, frowned and said, "I've seen enough, the wind resistance is too great." ”

It turns out that after the reconstruction of Cangwu, the Kunpeng has been changed beyond recognition, all the wood of the hull has been replaced, the new planks are thick and heavy, and what is even worse is that the bark on the surface has not been peeled off, and from a distance, it is a pile of unprocessed logs simply and crudely spliced together.

The original elaborate pavilions on the Kunpeng have been replaced by large, simple houses, with green leaves growing on the round beams. There are gaps in the rafters that are a few feet long. Le Xiang stood in the house and muttered: "This ship is going to fly, I'm afraid that the high-altitude wind will continue to pour in, this is really to invite everyone to drink the northwest wind." ”

Xue Li's face was full of displeasure, and he muttered: "Senior uncle, let me go to that old tree and ask what happened, Kunpeng was originally just broken the power array, but he made it unrecognizable, like an ugly piece of wood, how can it fly into the sky." ”

Le Xiang stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and said with a smile: "Brother, you might as well give it a try." After that, he skillfully instructed more than a dozen sailing monks to take their places, and a huge high-grade spirit stone was placed in the groove of the spirit stone.

With Le Xiang's "activation" of the exit, Kunpeng actually flew into the air with a whoosh, without the bulky feeling when he took off before. Although the bark on the ship's board had not yet faded, the texture of the bark seemed to be a natural formation, and the ingenuity of the formation made Chen Yunsheng a little dizzy.

More than ten sail operators hurriedly operated the sails and wings, and Kunpeng was really like a big fish, flying forward steadily, many times easier than before, and the loss of spirit stones was actually reduced by fifty percent. It is no wonder that when the group returned to Taibai Peak in the future, Cao Zijian actually retreated for three months to study Kunpeng, and after March, he came out with his sleeves and shouted that he had benefited a lot.

Xue Li stroked the rough bark and muttered, "It seems that everything can't just look at the surface and jump to conclusions. ”

Ye Sihan looked at the green Lantau tree under his feet, and said thoughtfully: "Senior brother, if you can calm down in your affairs, it will be a great entry in your state of mind, and it will also be of great benefit to your cultivation. ”

At this time, on the other side of the ship, Le Xiang and Chen Yunsheng stood together, looking at the mountains in the distance, Le Xiang said: "You are looking for that tree to ask for 100,000 years of withering glory, is it so that he can write the history of Qingzhou in 100,000 years?"

Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "That's right, it's 100,000 years of history." ”

"Isn't there a record of those classics in the Heavenly Star Pavilion? Why bother looking for a tree to verify it. Le Xiang said with his chin propped up.

Chen Yunsheng looked at him playfully, and asked rhetorically: "If you don't ask the tree for verification, who else can you ask for verification?" The person concerned has already been buried in the earth, and those classics in the Heavenly Star Pavilion are outdated, and I don't know how many people have changed the Dao. History, as long as it passes through human hands, is unbearable, like a piece of shit. ”

Le Xiang snorted, nodded and said, "The head is very knowledgeable, and Le has been taught." But what do you mean by asking for this history?"

Chen Yunsheng looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, sighed, and said: "I often think that everything in the world is headed by people, even those ancient gods who are worshipped by people, I am afraid that they are just some great monks with advanced means. Is there really a god in this world? I mean the race that is born to know that even the blood flowing in its body is nobler than that of humans. If so, have they ever come to this realm? When he said these words, he couldn't help but think of Mo Mei, who had rescued him twice, and that woman gave him the feeling that she was unfathomable, and it seemed that she was not human.

"So you want to get a glimpse of 100,000 years of history?" Le Xiang's eyes gradually widened, staring at Chen Yunsheng and said.

"This is just one of them," Chen Yunsheng turned around, looked at the other party, and continued, "Do you know what kind of habits Zhuge Jingyu, the head of the Dao Heaven Surveying Academy, has?"

Le Xiang smiled and said: "I've heard a little, that guy likes to write and paint on weekdays, and he never leaves his hand, I don't know what Lu Dao is recording, don't you want to do what he likes? Take this historical classic as a gift?"

Chen Yunsheng nodded silently and said, "Let him stay in Taibai Peak honestly and really wronged him, I always have to say something." This history can be exchanged for him to stay at ease for fifty years, and after this eventful autumn, the children of the Heavenly Dome Sect will grow up, and he can be let wander the world. ”

Le Xiang deeply felt that the young monk who looked only about thirty years old on the other side was deeply attentive and thoughtful, he shook his head, said three "why bother" in a row, and walked out of the cabin to sleep by himself.

Chen Yunsheng glanced at Long Yuan, who was sitting alone on the top of the cabin, then looked ahead and said, "Brother Long, do you want to go with us? ”

Long Yuan was full of smiles, jumped from the top of the cabin, his robe was flowing, curling like a fairy, only to hear him say slowly: "Of course, who said that we have different ways, I think we had a friendship in adversity back then. I decided to go with you through Lantau and go to Jinsha, where the sea is nice and the sun is shining, and it is far less humid than Lantau Island. ”

"Oh?" Chen Yunsheng turned his head, stared at Long Yuan and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby, since that's the case, let's go together." But the ugly words are ahead, I'm going to find the Fox clan to borrow the Soul Ding, and if it's not good, there will be a lot of incidents, you have to think clearly. ”

"Clearly, very clearly, we are brothers in distress, and I am one of them to deal with the evil, although the elder brother is strong and strong, but one more person has more strength. Long Yuan's face was sunny, the more like this, the more worried Chen Yunsheng felt in his heart. Trapped in the Illusory Dust Space for countless years, he didn't know what Long Yuan's idea was under the skin of Lu Dao.