Fu Shiyi wanted to consult the lame old man, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him, and the two doors of the library pavilion had been tightly closed at this time.

.......

Outside the Library Pavilion.

The rest of the people surrounded the lame old man, looking at the library with expectant eyes, a little apprehensive and a little expectant: "Brother Hai, you say, can this spirit envoy find a way before the full moon?"

The lame old man sighed.

He thought about it, but he still spread out his right palm, and said lonely:

"The spirit descends, and the palm blossoms. Although there is really a spirit envoy coming, but the many flowers in our hands only have two petals, and there are still three less than the lowest cultivation spirit envoy recorded in the clan. ”

"Hey, I'm afraid that even if this spirit envoy finds a solution, he won't be able to cope with this change. ”

Everyone heard the news.

There was an immediate look of panic on his face.

According to the lame old man, they won't survive the full moon night, but they are still unwilling after all, gritting their teeth and saying, "Brother Hai, can we really just sit and wait to die?"

The lame old man looked up at the moon that had already risen.

It's past tonight.

There are only two days left.

It was time for them to make a decision, and he beckoned the rest of the people to come over, muttering for a while, and everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they heard this, and their faces flashed with struggle, and finally they sighed.

"Brother Hai, the matter has come to this, then do as you say. ”

The lame old man saw that everyone had no objection.

Gratitude flashed in his eyes, and excitement appeared on his face: "Don't worry, if it is........ If our longevity town is extended, the descendants of Houji will always remember us. ”

Everyone looked at each other.

In the end, he smiled heartily, and there was relief and bitterness in his laughter: "Since everyone has agreed, then let's go back and prepare, everyone must remember, don't miss the time." ”

..........

Two days passed in a flash.

There is less than an hour left until the night of the full moon.

One of the few seven small courtyards in Changshou Town, a white lantern was hung outside, and a red lacquered coffin was placed horizontally in the courtyard, and seven old men, dressed in shrouds, lay down with a smile.

The lame old man looked at the full moon hanging high.

Mouth sighed:

"Is it true that there is no solution?"

The lame old man pulled out an envelope from his bosom and placed it on his chest, his hands folded, his fingers pinching strange marks, and his lips squirming.

Instantly.

There was no wind in the town.

There was a rustling sound.

The breeze emanated from the coffin in the courtyard and slowly rose into the air, and in this breeze it seemed to be wrapped in a tiny seed, and as the wind rose higher and higher, the originally vigorous vine courtyard fence seemed to have been pulled out of life.

In the blink of an eye.

It became an old vine.

And the seed in the wind seemed to light up slightly.

Meanwhile.

In the other six courtyards not far from the lame old man, a similar scene also appeared in the sky, and the seven seeds slowly formed the ranking of the Big Dipper under the movement of the wind.

"Boom!"

The moment when the seven stars were connected.

A brilliant seven-colored holy light flashed out, and the seven old men lying in the coffin, their gestures changed, and in an instant, invisible silk threads connected the seven old men with the seven-colored holy light in the air, and the holy light stayed in the air for a moment.

It shot down into the ground of the town.

It is also not known how many meters it sank.

When the holy light stopped, an ancient tree suddenly appeared, but the leaves of this ancient tree withered, and the few leaves on it were also yellow, as if they could fall at any time.

The old tree seemed to be sick.

However.

There was a faint heartbeat of "puff puff" in the ancient tree.

At this time, in the seven-colored holy light, the voice of the lame old man suddenly came: "Zhenling Divine Tree, when the moon is full tonight, the few old people left in our Longevity Town will also die, I beg you to show mercy and help us drive away this longevity monster." ”

"Spirit Tree, I beg you to manifest !!!"

Silence.

There was only a pounding heartbeat in this space.

There was no response.

The lame old man's sigh came from the air, and his voice was full of infinite loneliness: "Brothers and sisters, since the Spirit Tree has not manifested, then let's proceed according to the plan." ”

That's it.

The seven-colored holy light turned into a "sacrifice" character in the air.

After the word "sacrifice" appeared, the body of the ancient tree became transparent, but I saw several babies lying in the body of the tree, and it was obvious that the sound of heartbeat just now came from this baby.

"We only have these few seeds left in Longevity Town. ”

"Zhenling Divine Tree, I hope that after we die, you can block the invasion of the Shou Eater Monster and let them survive, this is our last wish!"

The lame old man's voice trembled slightly.

Obviously, he was afraid that even the Zhenling Divine Tree would not be able to resist the longevity-eating monster.

The ancient tree, which was originally stationary, seemed to respond, and the branches shook slightly, and the excited voice of the lame old man came from the air in an instant:

"Xie Zhen Spirit Divine Tree!!"

At this time.

The seven-colored holy light seemed to emerge from the face of a lame old man, and he looked at the baby who was sealed in the body of the ancient tree, and his face showed kindness and hope:

"Children, I hope that after you have absorbed the rest of our energy, you will continue to survive until the arrival of the next spirit envoy!"

That's it.

The seven-colored holy light suddenly shot towards the body of the ancient tree.

The light fell on the baby, and the faint heartbeat slowly became loud and powerful.

..........

After Fu Shiyi entered the Library Pavilion.

Seeing that there were no books in the room, but just a big tree, I was stunned for a while, and then I realized that when the divine consciousness fell on the leaves, a huge amount of information would flow into the sea of consciousness in an instant.

"It's amazing that the information is recorded by a living tree. ”

After finding a way to deal with it.

Fu Shiyi pinched the trick with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly a hurricane of divine consciousness blew through the room, and the leaves of the big trees in the trees made a whisking sound.

Small characters emerged.

Fu Shiyi sat under the tree, quickly searching for the record of the mysterious disappearance of Shou Yuan in his mind. After a day and a night, she was able to read all the information about once.

"It's not the way to go. ”

Since the divine consciousness is different from ordinary people, it is powerful.

Fu Shiyi also felt a little dizzy at this time, and he hadn't found a solution yet: "Since the mysterious disappearance of Shouyuan in Changshou Town happened seventy-five years ago, it is said that the residents here should have consulted the books, obviously they haven't found a way." ”

I want to just spend a few days.

I flipped through it, and it was obviously unlikely.

Fu Shiyi pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled helplessly. It seems that these old men in Changshou Town did not pin their hopes on themselves, otherwise they should have told her the truth a long time ago.

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