Lin Zhao walked around the towering ancient tree in front of him several times in a row.

While walking, I couldn't help frowning, my face was thoughtful, and after half a tea time passed, Fang Zi became unwavering.

Then Lin Zhao flew up again, centered on the towering ancient tree in front of him, and explored the mountain within a radius of 100 miles.

"It turned out to be a place where mountains converge and spiritual veins intersect, and if it is really a fate, this big chun is a bit of luck!"

Muttering to himself, Lin Zhao first released the Black Wind Ghost King and gave him an explanation.

Immediately afterwards, the "Yin and Yang Five Elements Array" was arranged.

After putting down the futon, Lin Zhao sat cross-legged in the "Yin Yang Five Elements Array", and the Black Wind Ghost King turned into a cloud of black mist, hiding in the underground outside the formation.

After calming down, Lin Zhao slowly released his divine sense and leaned towards the ancient tree.

Before his divine sense came into contact with the ancient tree's body, Lin Zhao's face changed drastically, and a look of regret immediately appeared.

At the same time, its body stiffened, and its eyes gradually became dazed, as if the spirit and body were completely separated.

The cruel truth is even more terrible than the separation of the soul and the body.

In the midst of the induction, a huge and vicissitudes of consciousness suddenly appeared in his purple mansion.

The Purple Mansion is the place where the soul, or "divine soul", dwells.

Usually, after the monk survived the first Peiyuan Heavenly Tribulation, the Purple Mansion was opened, and the soul would reside in it.

People have "three souls and seven spirits".

There are clouds in the Taoist scriptures: the soul, the name of the gods, is originally derived from the form and qi, and the form and qi are different, and the soul is different. The spirit of possession is the spirit, and the god of the possession is the soul.

People have three souls, one is called fetal light, the second is called cool spirit, and the third is called ghost.

There are also seven spirits, each with its own name. The first is called the corpse dog, the second is called Fuya, the third is called Birdyin, the fourth is called the thief, the fifth is non-poisonous, the sixth is called defilement, and the seventh is called stinky lung.

When a monk enters the primordial period, the core of his practice revolves around the "soul", so he is called the "divine soul".

The divine soul sits in the Purple Mansion, and what the monks usually call "divine consciousness" is only an extension of its power.

However, if he did not enter the Yuan Shen Period, the monk would not release his "Divine Soul", and the "Divine Soul" at this time was weak, and the sunlight and wind could hit it hard.

Lin Zhao originally just wanted to use his divine sense to sense, but he never thought that he would be counterattacked by the majestic consciousness body of the ancient tree, just like a dam discharging floods, and entered the Purple Mansion in one fell swoop.

At this point, two scenarios can arise.

Either the soul is scattered immediately, and the physical body is controlled by the consciousness of the ancient tree;

Either the soul is injured and unconscious, and whether it can be awakened or not depends on its creation.

At such a moment of crisis, the ancient card with the word "thunder" in the depths of the Purple Mansion suddenly emitted a purple light, enveloping its divine soul, and no matter how much information the consciousness body of the Great Chun Ancient Tree released, it was all immovable.

Then in Lin Zhao's Purple Mansion, scenes appeared.

Countless messages poured in, changing from time to time, like watching a movie in a previous life.

In an instant, Lin Zhao forgot about himself and turned into a big tree.

The big tree had a vague consciousness at some point, and at this time the body of the tree was already a hundred feet high.

The sun and the moon pass through the day, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter goes back and forth, and the tree is constantly experiencing wind, frost, snow and rain, and gradually the years go by, and the consciousness of the tree becomes clearer and clearer.

As the consciousness grows, the tree is gradually able to sense things outside of the body.

It senses the warmth of the sun, the moisture of the rain, the swaying of the wind, the ruthlessness of the frost, the majesty of the thunder, and witnesses the passage of time, watching the animals around it be born, grow, reproduce, fight, and die.

I also saw how powerful a creature that can stand upright on two legs is!

Among them are the faces of human beings, as well as the dignity of demon clans.

The big tree should be called an ancient tree at this time, and its body is almost 300 zhang high, and some of the surrounding hills are already under it.

And the roots are even deeper into the earth, absorbing the water of the underground dark river, absorbing the special energy of the deep underground, and absorbing the countless nutrients in the earth.

Gradually, the ancient tree sensed the endless coercion coming from above the heavenly dome.

For the first time, the ancient tree learned of fear.

It was a power that could not be avoided, unavoidable, and brilliant, and the ancient tree didn't know why it was like that, but it felt fear, the fear that penetrated into every inch of the tree's body.

Finally, one day, thunderbolts descended from the sky, different colors, and many times more powerful than the thunder he had experienced before.

The thunder was followed by the skyfire, followed by the hurricane.

Within a radius of several hundred miles, all the demon beasts were panicked, or running in all directions, or prostrate on the ground, or directly scared to death.

Eventually, the trunk of the ancient tree was split, and the fire fell from the sky and burned on the trunk, and when a hurricane hit, the fire was not only not blown out, but the fire became bigger and bigger by the wind.

Seeing that the ancient tree was about to be completely burned, suddenly rain fell from the sky, and gradually turned into a torrential rain.

After a day and a night of heavy rain, the ancient tree finally survived, but its consciousness began to blur again, and it could only sense the trunk of the tree that was more than a foot high, and what the roots of the ground touched.

As spring turns to autumn, the leaves fall and branch again, and the remaining trunk of the tree regains its vitality, and the roots buried deep in the ground replenish its nutrients all the time.

Finally, the years passed, the tree grew again, and the consciousness was clear again.

However, when it was about to approach 300 zhang again, thunder, fire, and hurricanes came.

Like reincarnation, over and over again, the ancient tree has gone through eight times, but the time between them is getting shorter and shorter, because now its roots have extended more than 300 miles away.

Gu Shu didn't know how to calculate time, but in his long life, he had seen too many things, including all kinds of demon clans.

The ancient tree senses that after sixty spring and autumn, there will be another calamity on its own.

More than three hours passed, Lin Zhao opened his eyes, and his eyes became dim, like a mortal who had stayed up all night for three days in a row.

However, the surrounding body is manifested, and the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers and mountains, living creatures, wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, rain, fog, frost and snow faintly appear in the void!

All kinds of things change alternately, like light and shadow, revealing depth and vastness.

Gradually, the visions around Lin Zhao disappeared.

Only one young Taoist was left sitting in front of the ancient tree!

Looking at the towering ancient tree in front of him, Lin Zhao's eyes were filled with a strange divine light, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"Hahaha, what a big Tsubaki!

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

Then Lin Zhao suppressed the joy in his heart, slowly emptied his mind, and began to warm his soul.

Two days later, Lin Zhao finally returned to his full state and began to sort out all kinds of information from the ancient tree of Tsubaki.

Lin Zhao sat cross-legged, motionless, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.

On this day, Lin Zhao stood up, bowed to the big chun ancient tree in front of him and said, "Thank you for your gift today, he will return the Taoist friend one day!"

With that, he put away the array plate and the Black Wind Ghost King, took off into the air, and flew towards the east.

While flying, he secretly warned himself that he could not be so reckless in the future.

This time, Lin Zhao's divine sense came into contact with the ancient tree of Dachun, which can be described as dangerous and abnormal.

In the world of cultivation, monks rarely let their souls directly come into contact with spiritual, cultivated beings.

This kind of behavior not only has the danger of causing damage to one's own soul, but the most terrible thing is that it will cause the soul to be polluted.

The reason is like a drop of red dye and a drop of cyan dye in water, what color dye will be formed after the two are mixed?

Fortunately, this ancient tree has not survived the nine heavenly tribulations, and has not really given birth to the consciousness of the self, otherwise even if it is supported by the mysterious "thunder" token, the consequences will be unimaginable.

You must know that the Purple Mansion is a place of gods, how dare you turn it into a battlefield?

After a tea time, more than three hundred miles away, Lin Zhao's body glowed with yellow light, and he plunged into the earth and stones.

Four hundred zhang underground, Lin Zhao found a miniature spirit vein, and then followed the miniature spirit vein all the way to the east.

When sorting out the information from the ancient tree of Dachun, Lin Zhao found an important clue to the earth shatter of a super-grade wood.

Three hundred miles to the east, there was a miniature spiritual vein, and the energy absorbed by the Great Tsubaki Ancient Tree from this spiritual vein was obviously different from the other two, and it seemed to be able to provide it with more vitality.

For trees, those who can perform like this must be related to the flow of water, or the qi of wood.

And the source of the Cuihua Mountain Range, "Qinglongling", is more than 10,000 miles away!

Speaking of "Qinglong Ridge", many monks will think of the story of "Quzhi Qinglong Sha", and they will think of the Qinglong Demon King of Demon God Mountain.

The story of the genius disciple of the Taiyi Sect back then happened in the "Qinglongling".

It's just that now, whether it is the genius disciple of the Taiyi Sect or the Blue Dragon Demon King, it has turned into a tragedy with a bad ending.

At the same time, with the transformation of the super-grade wood line "Qu Zhi Qinglong Sha" into the Qinglong Demon King, few monks in Qinglongling will patronize it.

Of course, occasionally one or two monks went to watch, but the main purpose was to educate the younger disciples.

"Remember to be down-to-earth in practice, and never be too ambitious."

Seven or eight days passed, Lin Zhao walked along the miniature spiritual vein all the way, and gradually the spiritual energy became extremely rich.

And it is not far from Qinglongling.

On this day, Lin Zhao watched the thousands of mountains below return to the stream, turning into a majestic mountain range, and as far as the eye could see, there was a tall mountain peak reaching into the sky, like a green dragon rising into the sky.

This is where the Emerald Mountains originate!

At this time, it has entered summer, and the grass and trees below the mountainside of Qinglongling are lush, but the upper end is still covered with heavy snow.

The sun shines in the sky, the snow melts on the mountain ridge, turns into a waterfall, the water potential pours down, roars, and the mountain stream is filled with mist.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy mountain.

Looking at Qinglongling, Lin Zhao had a thoughtful look on his face, and muttered to himself: "Good place, suitable tight!"

Lin Zhao pressed his thoughts, flew over Qinglong Ridge, and began to fly around it to check the terrain.

The northern part of Qinglongling is low, and the small streams converge to form a circular lake with a radius of thousands of miles, and the lake water is pure, like a pearl inlaid in the green earth.

Qinglongling has arrived, but where is the super wood line?

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