I saw that the branches and leaves of this tree were flashing with blue light, causing the aura of heaven and earth to converge towards the body of the tree. Its roots also absorb the aura into the ground in the distance, and then the verdant plants at the edge of the sandbar wither at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the fertile soil under the water quickly turns yellow and disperses into yellow sand.

This situation lasted for half an hour before it gradually subsided, and Qingluo watched silently from the sidelines, and silently prepared for any emergencies.

After the blue light on the body of the tree subsided, nine points of blue light flashed on the branches and leaves of the fairy plum tree, but nine small blue flowers bloomed. After the blue flowers grow, the tree no longer moves, except for the occasional flash of blue light.

Qingluo was a little puzzled, this fairy plum tree looked like an extremely rich wood attribute fairy tree, but it bloomed flowers with a water attribute atmosphere.

He carefully thought about the rapidly withering plants at the edge of the sandbar just now, and suddenly seemed to feel a trace of mysterious life and death withering, but it was also fleeting.

After Qingluo saw this tree blooming, he didn't think it was a high-grade spiritual root! Because it takes 3,000 years for the ginseng fruit tree to bloom, and it will bear fruit in 3,000 years and mature in 3,000 years.

And this tree has bloomed in less than three hundred years, not only is it not as good as the top innate spiritual roots such as ginseng fruit and peach, but even the spiritual roots of a better grade have flowered and borne fruit in the past thousand years, and they are not comparable to the fairy plum tree.

He shook his head, it seemed that although he was lucky, it was not a way of luck against the sky, and he casually encountered a rare high-grade spiritual root.

Qingluo thought about it, raised his head and looked at the sky again, and he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this predicament. According to Qingluo's speculation, he probably has a lifespan of more than 200,000 or 300,000 years.

If no one came to save him, would he be trapped and die here? His cultivation had already fallen into a bottleneck, and he couldn't break through the Golden Immortal Realm.

The more Qingluo thought about it, the more irritable she became, and the more she thought about it, the more hesitant she became. He began to whip the light curtain with his body again, hoping for a miracle to break through the curtain.

So on this sandbar, there were constantly "bang", "bang" and "bang" crashing sounds, from Yunmengze's day to night, and then from night to day............

A month later, Qingluo was lying on the ground paralyzed, covered in blood. There was exhaustion in his eyes, but more despair!

How could he not despair! Qingluo thought that he had crossed over, even if he was not as rebellious as the protagonist in the novel, he would be able to rely on his own step-by-step efforts to find the road and escape the wilderness.

However, he had only just reached the Xuan Immortal Realm, and in order to seek the path of the Dao, he had experienced many times in the realm of life and death, tormented and painful. But he was still cut off from hope and trapped in this cloud dream Daze.

Qingluo thought about it, in the past few hundred years, although he was far away from the crowd, he had also experienced the joys and sorrows of seeking the Tao, appreciated a lot of beautiful scenery and spiritual objects, and also saw the real ancestors of the human race.

In this case, it is better to look down on life and death, and learn from those who are not happy or sad in the world, and will always make yourself feel better in this lonely and lonely time.

Qingluo smiled bitterly, and the snake body spit out: "I didn't expect that I also have the idea of looking down on life and death!

He thought about the memory in his mind, and suddenly remembered a sentence: life and death are downlooked, and if you don't accept it, you will do it.

Isn't this the inspirational words of a successful tycoon in his previous life? I didn't expect that the same four words of life and death are downplayed, and the artistic conception is different in turn.

Qingluo thought to himself, since he is all downbeat about life and death, why doesn't he try a positive and optimistic attitude?

What if his identity as a time-traveler is still a little lucky?

Qingluo's heart has experienced ups and downs, but his spirit is still good. He used his mana to restore his body, and then transformed into a human form.

He walked to the fairy plum tree and sat cross-legged. There was no movement, just eyes looking ahead, thinking hard about all the ways to get out of the predicament.

Half an hour has passed, Yun Mengze is still so dreamy, and Qingluo is also sitting quietly cross-legged, not moving at all.

And Qingluo seemed to notice something, as if everything in his eyes was still, but only for a moment, it could be an illusion, or it could be, no, no, it was true!

Qingluo hurriedly got up, and knelt down on one knee in front of him with an excited expression: "I've seen my senior!"

I saw that at some point in front of him, a man dressed in white appeared. The man in white looked like he was in his thirties, with a crown on his head and a goatee on his chin, and he looked at Qingluo with a kind face, but his eyes were as deep as a sea of stars.

He pinned his hands behind his back, looked at Qingluo and said with a smile: "I said that I couldn't figure it out suddenly, it turned out to be a descendant of Qingxuan." Get up!"

Qingluo couldn't help but stand up excitedly when he heard this. The joy in his heart was indescribable, he thought he was going to be trapped here for the rest of his life, but suddenly a great supernatural person appeared, and he was still kind to him. He seemed to see hope of getting out of trouble.

When the white-clothed Taoist saw him get up, he spoke again, "Are you less than a thousand years old now?"

Qingluo had doubts when he heard this, but he still replied respectfully: "Senior, the little demon is indeed less than a thousand years old. ”

"Oh, that's true. It turns out that the power of cause and effect implicated me more than 700 years ago, but it was because you were born!" said the white-clothed Taoist with a look like this.

Qingluo was confused when he heard this, and replied: "The little demon doesn't know what the predecessor said. ”

He laughed and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, when you reach the realm of Daluo in the future, cause and effect will appear, and you will naturally understand." But today is the time for me to break cause and effect. ”

When Qingluo heard the causal judgment, his heart instantly tightened. In the midst of the desolation, there are two kinds of things that can hinder the path of breaking cause and effect, which is extremely subtle.

One is that others owe you a favor and want to give you back the benefits. The other is that there is a grudge, and I want to find you to find revenge and end this grudge cause and effect.

Although this great power seems to be pleasant, if a good and evil face comes to seek revenge on him, then he really has no way to escape.

Because this person appeared silently, even time froze for a moment. And time has always been the most mysterious, and it is generally beyond the control of power.

When the Taoist saw Qingluo like this, he smiled and said, "You don't have to be nervous, I'm here to help you on your way." With that, he stretched out his right hand, and a spirit bead emitting blue light flashed out of his palm, and it was handed to Qingluo.

Seeing this, Qingluo was excited in his heart, but he still asked: "The predecessors are trying to break the cause and effect?"

The white-clothed Taoist said happily: "I have given away all this thing, you still can't see it? Remember to keep the bead in the future. ”

When Qingluo heard this, he hurriedly and carefully took the inheritance bead in his mouth.

Seeing Qingluo's happy face, the white-clothed Taoist smiled with satisfaction and said: "It's also your bad luck, this ancestral green plum tree was originally left for the descendants of the demon clan, but hundreds of years ago, the demon clan in the depths of Yunmeng had some trouble, and the ban here will trap you." ”

Although Qingluo understood a little after hearing this, he still had a lot of questions, so he could only ask again: "Senior, are you also a demon clan?"

"Oh, of course, if I'm not a demon clan, how can I give you a demon clan inheritance?" replied the white-clothed Taoist with a chuckle.

Qingluo's heart was relieved, since it was the power of the demon clan, and he didn't know why he owed himself cause and effect, then the cause should not be harmful to himself!

The white-clothed Taoist didn't pay attention to Qingluo, walked to the green plum tree, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a white light shot into the tree, and then the edge of the sandbar quickly expanded as Qingluo had seen before, and the tree body was also absorbing the aura in the sky.

The white-clothed Taoist stood in front of the tree like this, and Qingluo on the side naturally did not dare to move. After a dozen breaths, the sandbar has tripled!

The white-clothed Taoist shot out a white aura with his right hand, stopping the expansion of the sandbar.

At this time, the green plum fairy tree is more spiritual and vibrant, and the nine blue flowers are also more blue. At the same time, the light curtain outside the sandbar also became a layer lighter.

The white-clothed Taoist walked up to Qingluo again and said, "I think you have some human luck merits, I wonder if you are willing to borrow me as one of them?"

Qingluo listened, although he felt in his heart that this person's magical powers were vast and he could see that he had merit at a glance, he still replied: "To get such a great favor from the seniors, I am naturally willing." ”

The white-clothed Taoist nodded when he heard this, and then the white light flashed in his right hand, revealing an ancient map with a dark yellow color. And this picture obviously has great magical powers, but it is suppressed by a layer of white light and does not allow it to be released.

The white-clothed Taoist didn't pause, he directly pinched the law with his left hand, and grabbed the top of Qingluo's head, and Qingluo felt a trace of merit being mobilized.

Then I saw a glimmer of golden light flying into the ancient map.

At that moment, the light of the ancient map Xuanhuang appeared, flowers, birds, insects and fish, Zhou Tian Xingdou, and Taiyin and Sun all appeared, but they were immediately suppressed and covered by the white halo.

Seeing this, the white-clothed Taoist nodded with satisfaction, and waved his sleeve robe at Qingluo, and Qingluo saw the white light Dasheng, and then his body was light.

After the white light disappeared, he looked around again, and he was a hundred miles away from Yunmengze. Before he was shocked, the voice of the man suddenly came to his ears: "Don't come here in the future, Yunmengze, this place has become a place of right and wrong, don't get involved!"

Qingluo listened and hurriedly thanked Daze.

But he already knew in his heart who that man was!

But in the former demon court, the first of the top ten demon handsomes: Bai Ze!