The Ancestral Spirit Root Phantom hanging high in the air completely turned into substance after the last wisp of power entered, and while spewing out a large amount of innate qi, the leaves on its canopy were also constantly swaying, emitting bursts of mysterious sounds, which made people can't help but be intoxicated by it.

The clouds of calamity dispersed, and the auspicious clouds after the tribulation appeared directly above the ancestral spiritual root, with infinite auspiciousness, as if the immortal gods in the sky had descended on mortal earth, incomparably gorgeous.

In fact, the word species has many meanings.

In the eyes of mortals, it is food, and it is the hope of survival.

In the eyes of the monks, it represents a symbol of strength and progress, and it is also the final stage of laying a good foundation.

Because the monks who have stepped into this stage know that they are about to face a difficult pass, that is, the Yuan Infant Realm.

If you step over, you can become a prince in the immortal cultivation world, the unshakable foundation of the sect, and the ancestor of the family.

But if you can't step on it, everything will turn into a handful of ashes with failure, and you will lose everything you have now, so there are many monks who will lose their hearts when they reach this realm, and even some monks will lose their hearts and minds because they can't see the hope of becoming the Yuanying realm, so they let go of themselves and start to kill on a large scale.

The auspicious clouds in the sky descended a soft light, illuminating the ancestral spirit root into a colorful appearance, as if it was a treasure tree.

The soft light in the auspicious clouds is the reward for the monk's success in crossing the tribulation, as the so-called Heavenly Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life, and the one that escapes is the Dao.

These soft lights contain pure spiritual power, which can not only repair the damage of the body and soul, but also can be used to consolidate cultivation, which can be described as a rare good thing.

However, the specific number of auspicious clouds is judged according to the strength and weakness of the monk's tribulation.

For example, if the auspicious clouds obtained by an ordinary monk after successfully crossing the tribulation are 2, then the amount of auspicious clouds obtained by the Ink Evil is 20, or even more.

On the one hand, it was because of his second tribulation, on the other hand, the intensity of the thunder tribulation he had crossed had exceeded the limit of what he could bear, and on the other hand, it was also because he had survived a total of two Dao Tribulations during the foundation building period.

The three aspects are mixed together, which is why he has obtained so many auspicious clouds than others.

The power of the auspicious clouds was constantly sucked and devoured by the ancestral spirit root, and the speed was extremely fast, and the leaves on the canopy of the tree became more and more emerald green, emitting a brilliant green light under the light, like a delicate jade work of art.

At the same time, an inconspicuous fruit also condensed from one of the strongest branches, and the turquoise outer skin could clearly see some of the fruit's unique fluff, only the size of a ping-pong ball, hidden in the dense canopy.

But don't look at the small size of this fruit, but the vitality contained in it is huge and amazing, if it is swallowed by some monks who are about to live a long life, although it is not said that it will immediately return to a young state, but it can also get an extra hundred years of life out of thin air.

The effect can be said to have reached the level of anti-heaven treasure medicine.

Salad salad!

The breeze slowly blew through the canopy, sending out a series of sizzling sounds, which was particularly peaceful.

I don't know how long it took.

When the ancestral spirit root completely devoured the auspicious clouds, the fruit hanging from the canopy of the tree was also the size of a basin, and the blue-green skin gradually changed from a strange ice blue, and an imprint similar to an eye appeared in the center of the fruit.

It looks a little nondescript, even a little scary.

But despite this, this fruit is far from reaching the point of ripening, and can only be regarded as a growth period.

The gestation continued, and all the power contained in the ancestral spirit root was surging towards this fruit, becoming the nourishment of the fruit.

And Mo Xie doesn't know where he is now, he only knows that he is very comfortable now, and this kind of comfort is something he has never experienced in his life.

It's like being in your mother's arms when you were a child.

It makes people forget all their worries, all unpleasantness, and some are just warmth, peace of mind and drowsiness.

At this moment, he no longer thought about how to face what happened next, nor did he worry about what would happen after he was found out by the Afterlife Sect, nor did he want to think about how to get out and what the future would be.

Now he just wants to sleep comfortably for a while, just for a while....

Half a day later.

The breath of the ancestral spirit root was far less strong than before, and the leaves on the crown of the tree changed from the original tender green to dead gray with the offerings of the spirit root to the fruit, and when the wind blew, it turned into a handful of white ash and disappeared into the canopy.

The color of the fruit has also changed to a very deep purple, which has a hint of red in it, and it looks like a black-red color, as if it were ripe grapes.

There was also a sound similar to the beating of a heart, and in the end, after the ancestral spirit root consumed the last trace of strength, the entire ancestral spirit root turned into dust with a pop.

Naturally, the fruit also lost its support and fell vertically.

Peng!

Rubble splattered, and the fairly smooth ground was smashed into a small pit by the fruit, surrounded by cracks like cobwebs, and some of the lava flowing around it flowed into the small pit.

The hot lava corroded the surface of the fruit, making a series of clattering sounds.

And Elder Chen happened to be not far away, and after seeing the fruit falling, he hurriedly appeared in the small pit, and he didn't care about the hot hands, so he hurriedly wrapped his hands with spiritual power and dragged the fruit from the ground.

But under such a hard tug, the fruit suddenly let out an overwhelmed crisp sound, which frightened Elder Chen and quickly withdrew his strength, his eyes staring at the fruit, his eyes full of nervousness.

Click! Click! Click!

Starting from the top of the fruit, the surface of the cracked fruit begins to collapse, and soon the fruit, which is exposed to the air, dents in, revealing the contents inside.

Elder Chen turned his head, and his heart began to pound rapidly, to be honest, he was really afraid of seeing the corpse of the ink evil from this fruit now.

After all, because the fall of the ink evil had caused a shadow in his heart before, although he knew that the ink evil had successfully crossed the tribulation now, he would inevitably think about it in his heart.

"What are you afraid of! He's made it through, can he still die?"

Elder Chen secretly cheered himself up, then his eyes opened suddenly, his head twisted, and his gaze fell directly into the fruit, and just like that, he was stunned.

"You ......"

Elder Chen stammered, not knowing what to say, because the villain in front of him made him not know what to say.

I saw a bare-bottomed child sitting in the fruit, this child had distinct facial features, one eye was black, the other eye was blue, very demonic, and his swarthy hair highlighted his skin vividly.

Especially the fleshy little face and cute eyes, almost made Elder Chen call his good grandson, and then hugged him to tease him....

Pity... It's all his fantasy.

Because Mo Xie just looked at him directly, his eyes blinked, as if to say, if you dare to touch the master, believe it or not, the master jumped up and gave you a hammer on the knee!

Although I don't know if that's what I mean, Elder Chen thinks it should be the same.

"Uh... Lao Chen, today is a good day, isn't it? ”

At the same time, he also saw Elder Chen's kind grandfather's appearance, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, and then he found a topic to try to ease the atmosphere.

"Well, yes, go for a walk?" Elder Chen was still struggling in his heart at the moment whether to hug him, where did he hear the meaning of Mo Xi's words, and then subconsciously replied.

Immediately afterwards, he also came to his senses and laughed awkwardly, but the next moment, Elder Chen's body shook a little, and the whole person seemed to have drunk too much, and his butt fell to the ground, and drops of sweat appeared from his forehead.

"What's wrong with you, Lao Chen?"

Seeing this, Mo Xie's face was shocked, and he wanted to get up and support him, but because this body was still not suitable for his innate success, he just stood up and sat back like Elder Chen.

"It's okay, old man, my body is not as good as before. ”

Elder Chen's heart warmed after seeing Mo Xie's movements, he waved his hand and said indifferently, but the unnatural whiteness on his face had completely betrayed what he was saying now.

"Reach over to me and take a look. ”

Mo Xie didn't believe what Elder Chen said at all, with his understanding of Lao Chen, even if it was difficult, it would become no problem in his mouth, and it always made you feel that everything was easy and easy, but the difficulties and sufferings were only known to him.

"What are you doing with your hand, they are all old men, evil is not disgusting...."

"Reach out!"

Mo Xie's little face was stunned, and Lao Chen could only reluctantly stretch out his hand, and at the same time he was still talking while stretching out his hand.

"What can happen, it's all old problem. ”

Lao Chen's hands are thin, this kind of thinness is the kind that has no flesh and is all skin, and the wrinkled ones are like tree bark, which is completely different from Mo Xie's white, tender and tight little hands.

Mo Xie raised his hand and put it on Lao Chen's arm, mobilized a trace of power that could only be mobilized in his body, and probed over, and then after a few breaths, Mo Xie put down his hand, and his expression was already difficult to see.

Because Lao Chen's body has reached the level of decay, the five internal organs have decayed to the extreme, and the words "people are about to die" are everywhere.

In other words, Elder Chen was already on the verge of dying due to the exhaustion of Shouyuan at the moment, and the reason why he was fine just now was only because he used his cultivation to forcibly hang his breath, and now that this qi has dispersed, he is also going to die.

He looked at Lao Chen's kind appearance, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but these words were stuck in his throat, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't say a word, and the joy of breaking through before in his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"It's okay, people will die one day, this is normal, I am already very lucky, I can live in this place until the day when my longevity is exhausted, and I can also be the spokesperson of the sect master before I die, the old man's life is worth it!"

"The most important thing is that when I met you, a stinky boy, you don't know, the old man thought you were unusual at the first sight when he saw you, and to this day, the old man is your Bole. ”

When Lao Chen saw the expression on Mo Xie's face, he already knew that he couldn't hide his affairs, so he simply said what was in his heart.

And after saying this, his whole person was much more relaxed, and there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you done?"

Originally, the atmosphere was very warm, but it was interrupted by Mo Xie's sudden words, which made Lao Chen a little overwhelmed.

Then he saw that Mo Xie raised his left hand, and while burning the day, he also grabbed his arm, and the white flames burned along his arm, and soon enveloped himself in it.

It was warm.

This was Lao Chen's first reaction, he involuntarily narrowed his eyes, and his old cheeks were filled with enjoyment, and then he heard the immature voice of Mo Xie appear in his ears.

"If you want to die, you have to ask me, I see that you have a ruddy complexion, and you can live for a few years, so ah, don't be in a hurry to say some things, it's like making a will. ”