Qingluo and the others carefully probed in the water, but found nothing.

Qingluo couldn't help muttering a little in his heart, could it be that Qinglan's spells were not refined, and he made a mistake and deliberately found an excuse to save face?

Although her temperament usually changes a lot, she never laughs and laughs in business. Let's take a closer look at her again!

After searching for a while, I still found nothing. Qingluo hadn't said anything yet, but she was already frowning.

She stopped, waved her hand and shot out the water spirit bead, and then with a spell, a faint blue water spiritual power spread out in all directions, sprinkled on the bottom of the underground water, lined with a dark blue.

But in the center, an earthy yellow glow emerged.

Qingluo immediately took a closer look, and saw that there was an ancient tree that emitted a yellow light, about five or six zhang high, and its leaves were unusually large!

And beside the tree stood a white-haired rickety old man, holding a pale yellow stone bowl in his left hand, looking at them with a wary and somewhat unkind expression.

And this yellow light curtain was transformed by the earth bowl in his hand, and it could be hidden in the water so hidden, if it weren't for the blue spell, he really wouldn't have found it.

When Qinglan saw this old man, he accepted the spell, and when he got closer, he said quietly: "Who is the Taoist friend?

The old man seemed to be amused when he heard this, and said in a calm voice: "It's ridiculous, I've been here for tens of thousands of years, and you can't wait for thousands of years to come, and then you want to drive me away?"

Besides, you broke the seal of my cave mansion and caused the spiritual power to leak out, why is it wrong for me to break your spell to protect my cave mansion?"

"You," Qinglan wanted to argue again, and Qingluo spoke first: "Daoist friend is wrong, since you said that you have been here for ten thousand years, how can you prove that you have been here for ten thousand years, and you have been here for ten thousand years, why don't you set up a mountain gate here to announce others?"

Even if you built the cave underground, why didn't you drive us away earlier, knowing that we were coming?

When the rickety old man heard this, he was not angry, but still said indifferently: "Let your tongue bloom lotus, and I won't listen to your explanation." Now that you know that I exist, then you can only go and stay.

Either you find another mountain, or we still don't interfere with each other and practice separately. Think about it!"

Qinglan didn't expect this old man to be so tough, and couldn't help but feel a little angry in her heart, and said angrily: "What kind of crooked reasoning are you?

After that, the water spirit bead was thrown, and the law of water was displayed, attracting a large amount of water spiritual power underground, making it more powerful.

Qinglan is also smart, knowing that this old man may have lived for 10,000 years, and he has lived here silently for so many years, although the momentum on his body has not reached Taiyi, it is definitely not simple. Therefore, as soon as you come up, you will use the law of water and the convenience of the terrain to take the lead!

This water spirit bead was wrapped in the power of the law and the lake water, turning into a blue python-like shape and crashing towards the old man, its momentum was as strong as a monstrous wave.

Seeing this, the rickety old man did not dodge, but only put the earth bowl in his hand to cover the anaconda, releasing yellow spiritual light, and suddenly the giant python seemed to be carrying a huge mountain, and the castration was greatly reduced, and he could only crawl forward slowly.

Qinglan and Qingluo were both shocked, this old man's strength was so amazing, and with a wave of his hand, Qinglan's power attack was weakened, and there was no disadvantage at all because he was in the water.

Qingluo looked at the Xuanhuang Ancient Tree and the yellow light shield, which not only completely isolated the lake water, but also connected to the underground spiritual vein. Originally, the growth of the spirit tree should be better, but the ancient tree exuded a faint twilight and dull atmosphere.

Qinglan saw that he was still standing there, and shouted at him: "Why don't you do it yet, send this person away first!"

When Qingluo heard this, he didn't hesitate, waved his hand and threw out a blue light, and then turned into a green wooden whip, and hit the yellow light curtain fiercely, only to hear the sound of "pop", the light curtain did not react. After a dozen lashes, his brow furrowed, the light curtain was stronger than he could have imagined. But he still whipped the light curtain with a wooden whip one after another.

And Qinglan over there saw that the offensive was suppressed, snorted coldly, and flushed the anaconda lightly, and with a "whoosh", the anaconda actually scattered.

Then under the urging of the blue blue, it turned into waves and hit the light curtain. And although the waves she turned into seemed to be as unoffensive as water, they actually carried a huge impact force, and each blow that collided with the light curtain made an earth-shattering sound, and the momentum was extremely amazing. But the light curtain was still as calm as a mountain.

Even the originally calm surface of the lake began to roll and fluctuate.

The night candle on the shore is anxious, she is the body of the wood spirit insect, and she is naturally not suitable for the water, and her supernatural powers are three points weaker when she enters the water. Not to mention that she only has the realm of Xuan Immortals, and her cultivation can't help much.

After carefully observing for a while, Qingluo under the lake suddenly thought of something, hurriedly put away the long whip in his hand, and then waved his sleeve robe with both hands.

I saw countless seeds fly out of his sleeve robe and fall into the ground next to the light curtain. Then, under the impetus of Qingluo's creative power, it suddenly grew, constantly colliding and squeezing into the light curtain, and even the rhizomes in the ground were frantically wound under the earthy yellow light mask.

Seeing this, the rickety old man didn't care about the green fall, but just released more dim yellow light from the earthen bowl in his hand to condense the light curtain and resist the impact of the water waves.

But after more than a dozen breaths, his face suddenly changed, and his right hand grabbed down to the ancient tree.

I saw a pale yellow light hand that was a little bigger next to the ancient tree, and it directly blurred into the land.

Then, after a few breaths, he emerged from the earth again, but with a handful of green vines in his bare hands.

Before he could react, the aura in the light mask was stagnant. Then the twilight aura on the ancient tree became even stronger.

When he saw this, his face was shocked and angry. It turned directly into a hundred-zhang big turtle, and its strong momentum reached the realm of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, and it was only one step away from entering the realm of Taiyi.

It stepped out directly, with a strong earth spirit aura, and took a few steps back from Qing Lanzhen. Then he opened his mouth and spat out a dark yellow demon pill to cover the ancient tree, and released an extremely pure earth-attribute mana that was injected into the ancient tree.

Qing Luo was a little surprised when he saw it, he just used vine wood to cut off the connection between this tree and the leylines, to see if it could have some effect. I didn't expect the old man to be so excited to protect this dying tree.

And it seems that this tree is very similar to his breath, could it be the thing he refines?

No, how can a tree be refined? Could it be an accompanying thing? Generally associated things are innate!

Thinking of this, Qingluo looked at the ancient wood carefully, although there was a light curtain blocking him and he couldn't feel the breath, but he could vaguely see that there was a bit of mystery, but the dying aura was a little destructive.

Although the spirit turtle infused the pure mana in the demon pill into the tree, it obviously did not understand the way of healing, and could only rely on this to keep the ancient tree intact.

After Qingluo figured it out, his eyes rolled, but he thought of a good way.

He grabbed Qinglan, who was about to attack again, and then withdrew the vines that blocked the spiritual power underground, and stood aside silently watching the spirit turtle adjust the aura of the ancient tree to stabilize it.

Seeing him so quiet, Qinglan stopped moving and stood beside Qingluo.

After a quarter of an hour, the spirit turtle took back the demon pill after stabilizing the ancient tree. It's just that the loss of its demon pill is obviously not small, and after the spirit turtle turns into an old man, it is also a little tired.

Qingluo said leisurely at this time: "Your Excellency cares so much about this tree, could it be that this tree is a companion of Daoyou?

As if he had been right, the old man turned into by the spirit turtle glanced at Qingluo, then turned around and ignored him, and continued to condense the light curtain.

Seeing this, Qingluo knew that this old man was guarding against Qingluo from damaging the ancient tree again!

He smiled slightly and said, "Fang Cai collided with Daoyou in a hurry, and I ask Daoyou not to take it to heart." ”

Qinglan on the side looked at him in surprise when she heard this, but she still resisted the idea of asking.

When the old man heard this, he still didn't answer Qingluo's words.

He wasn't angry, and said in a curious tone: "I'm afraid that this companion thing of Daoyou is an innate spiritual root! It's just that this tree has been damaged, even if Daoyou lose mana to continue its body, it won't last long." ”

When the old man heard this, he paused slightly, but he still ignored it.

"Looking at the appearance of the Taoist friend, it should be that he can't find a cure, so he can only use the underground spiritual veins here to support it, and then use his own demon pill mana to support it, so as to maintain the body of this tree.

If the Taoist friends believe in the poor way, the poor way may cure this tree!"

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly turned around, looked Qingluo up and down, and then said in disappointment: "Just because your realm does not have my high cultivation, how can you cure this innate spiritual root?"

Qingluo still didn't change his face and said: "Although the cultivation is insufficient, the way of cultivation is the avenue of creation, and I am slightly proficient in the way of life and death, and I am even more proficient in the way of creation, and I am still somewhat sure of healing this tree!"

"What? What you said is true? Are you really sure that you can cure this Wuxuan Spirit Tree?" When the old man heard this, he asked Xiang Qingluo with an excited expression, and there was also a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Author's words: About Qinglan, Hungry Fish tells you that she can't be the heroine!

Every bit of your support is every bit of motivation for me!