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As the red markings poured in, the branches in the middle of the green mulberry tree trembled slightly, and the aura of heaven and earth in the underground hall suddenly became more active, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Chen Yang felt that the aura seemed to have life, and he was very happy. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

Chen Yang didn't have time to think about it, his eyes stared without blinking, and he saw that the red markings on the branches were getting bigger and bigger, gradually connecting into one piece, fighting against the original cyan, and the two sides were intertwined, as if they were evenly divided.

Suddenly, the red light flashed violently, a dazzling light, making people dare not look directly, and then the temperature in the hall suddenly soared a lot, and the temperature was so high that the air was blurred.

Chen Yang's heart moved, and the black light on the surface of his body loomed, and he released the Yin Evil Shield, a body protection spell, and only then did he feel much more comfortable.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the red light on the periphery of the Qingsang Divine Tree to shrink into the body of the tree, disappearing in an instant, and the scorching aura in the hall was also strangely emptied.

The green mulberry tree suddenly appeared clearly in front of you!

I saw that this tree had regained its previous inconspicuous appearance, and the aura emanating from the tree body was even more dim, and it looked like it was running out of life.

Only the branch in the middle, the whole body is straight, half green and half red, flashing with a faint light, and a wave of extremely pure spiritual power fluctuates, which is constantly emitting from this branch.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Chen Yang was overjoyed, who didn't know that the ripening secret technique had been a great success.

"Fortunately, it finally lived up to your friends' expectations. As soon as Qinglian Jianzun received the magic trick in his hand, the blush on his cheeks disappeared, and he said with a smile.

Hearing that his guess was good, Chen Yang also had a smile on his face.

"I also want to thank Qinglian's predecessors for their success. He thanked him again and again.

"Well, you and I also have our own place. I also hope that the little friend will not forget the request of the old man. Qinglian Sword Venerable said as he took out a jade bottle, poured out two snow-white pills and took them, replenishing the mana consumed.

"The seniors have a trust, as long as it is within the reach of the younger generations. The younger generation will not shirk. Seeing that the treasure was about to arrive, Chen Yang was in a good mood and generously promised.

"That's good, there's not much time left, Xiaoyou picks. Qinglian Sword Venerable nodded and said.

Chen Yang also knew about this, and walked quickly to the green mulberry tree and looked at it a few times. Without hesitation, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and a turquoise wooden box appeared in his hand.

Ever since he learned the news of Qing Sangmu, he had been prepared early. There are no special conditions for holding this thing, as long as it is a wooden attribute box.

Chen Yang opened his mouth, and a red light spiraled out, and gently swiped towards the junction of the branches and trunks in front of him. Suddenly, a red light flashed. As soon as the green mulberry tree floated slightly, it shot out towards the side of the hall in a flash of inspiration.

Spirits are fetishes!

Chen Yang was not surprised, the more spiritual this wood is, the more it shows its extraordinary.

As soon as the wooden box in his hand was flipped, a large cyan glow swept out of the box, wrapping the green mulberry wood at once, and then changing the magic trick. This wood gradually became smaller, and after a few resistances, it was swept into the box by Qingxia.

Then he flicked the lid on the box, and the lid closed itself. With a wave of one hand, a palm-sized golden talisman appeared in front of him, and with a twist, it flew to the wooden box on its own, snapping. Seal the lid tightly.

After doing this, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put the box into the storage bag.

For the remaining four immature green mulberry trees, he groaned slightly, and unceremoniously picked them one by one, even if it is not mature, this wood is also a spiritual object of heaven and earth after all. Its value is unknown regardless of it, he naturally can't let it go and leave it to the demon clan.

As for how to distribute it, Chen Yang discussed it with Qinglian Sword Venerable. Then the four spirit trees were divided equally.

For Chen Yang, being able to get a mature green mulberry wood is already worth the trip, and the rest is the icing on the cake, of course, he doesn't want to have a dislike with Qinglian Jianzun for this.

And Qinglian Sword Venerable, as a sword cultivator, already had no requirements for magic weapons, let alone for himself, and both of them were very happy at the moment.

The two of them carefully put away their gains, and then turned their eyes around to see if there was anything missing.

At first glance, there is really something.

"Well, it seems a little weird here. Qinglian Sword Venerable's face flashed with a different color, his legs did not move, but his body moved strangely, appearing in front of the offering table in the deepest part of the hall.

Chen Yang raised his eyes to look, but saw Qinglian Jianzun tilting his head, holding his chin with one hand, rubbing it gently, and staring at a certain place on the stone wall above his head without stopping.

Although he was a little worried about the situation outside and worried that the two demons would come suddenly, he would never let him leave alone.

If he happened to run into two demons head-on when he left, wouldn't he be caught in the net.

If it's okay on the sea, it's hard for the other side to form an encirclement. But in this Shenmu Island, where the other party's forces are concentrated, Chen Yang is conceited and extraordinary, and without the containment of the Qinglian Sword Venerable, he doesn't have much confidence to escape from the hands of the shape-shifting demon.

Coupled with his curiosity, Chen Yang hesitated slightly, then took a few steps to the front, raised his eyes and looked over.

I saw that directly above the offering table, on the top of the hall opposite, there was a large magic circle, the symbols were mysterious, the lines were simple, and it was very different from what is passed on today, but it seemed to be a little familiar, and he always felt that he should have seen it.

As he was thinking about it, the voice of Qinglian Sword Venerable sounded in his ears.

"Looks like a little friendly guy has something to gain?"

"The younger generation doesn't recognize it, but it looks like the handiwork of an ancient monk, and it won't be for no reason to think about it. Chen Yang shook his head and said with a calm face. "I wonder if the seniors saw something?"

Qinglian Jianzun just asked casually, and with his old and spicy eyes, he could naturally see that Chen Yang's real age was less than a hundred years old.

At such a young age, and his cultivation is quite extraordinary, even if he is a genius, most of his time must be spent on penance, and it is impossible to have much insight in the path of formation.

"Xiaoyou's expectation is good, this should indeed be done by the ancient monk. As for the use of the magic circle, if the old man is not mistaken, this should be the use of some kind of treasure. It's a pity that the circle is not complete, it seems to be only a part of it, which is difficult to guess. Qinglian Sword Venerable's eyes flashed, and finally he shook his head and said regretfully.

These old monsters in their infancy are really not simple. Chen Yang pouted secretly in his heart. But he believed most of his guesses, and couldn't help but look at the magic circle above his head again, recalling something.

Qinglian Jianzun pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and played a magic trick on the magic circle, but the magic circle did not react. His face was calm, and as soon as he changed the spell in his hand, he cast another spell.

After six or seven experiments, the circle finally changed.

First, a layer of white aura appeared, and in a burst, a pillar of white light flashed out from the center of the circle and hit somewhere on the stone wall in front of the offering table.

A white frame also appeared on the stone wall, more than three feet long and more than one foot wide, with a round phantom on the left and right sides, and there was a faint image in the white frame.

The more Chen Yang looked at it, the more strange it became, his face changed, his right hand flipped, and a scroll appeared in his hand, and his left hand caressed, his face showed hesitation.

"This is ......" Seeing Chen Yang's actions, Qinglian Jianzun frowned, and was relieved, as if he had thought of something, and asked lightly.

"The juniors don't know, this is what the juniors got in a ruin, but it seems to have something to do with it, and the seniors will know it when they look at it. Since Chen Yang took out this object, he pulled it with both hands very simply and spread out the scroll in his hand.

"It's really the same......" Qinglian Sword Venerable looked at the unfolded painting, and then at the blurred image on the stone wall, and said with some incredulity. "It seems that this painting is the key to solving the doubts. ”

This painting was obtained by Chen Yang in the ruins of Zhenyangmen, and its purpose has been unknown, and later it was vaguely guessed that it should be a space magic weapon. But no matter what method is used, it can't be opened, so Chen Yang also acquired a lot of classics about space magic weapons, studied them, and tried many methods, but still found nothing.

I don't want to show clues in this demon clan area, which makes people cry and laugh a little.

In any case, it is better to have clues than nothing, there will be some gains, and I don't know if this place will come again in this life and this life, even if Chen Yang is a little worried about Qinglian Sword Venerable's covetousness, he did not hesitate to touch this painting.

"I also asked the seniors to cast spells to dispel the long-standing doubts of the younger generations. If there is something to be gained, the seniors can take it first, and the rest of the items can be returned to the juniors. Chen Yang raised his hands and sent the scroll to Qinglian Sword Venerable, pretending to be generous.

Qinglian Sword Venerable glanced at Chen Yang with a smile, and seeing that Chen Yang's face had not changed, he couldn't help but curse the little fox.

This is clearly a trick of retreating, but it is actually squeezing him and reminding him to pay attention to the identity of Yuanying Zhenren. But the words are so beautiful that people can't fault anything.

Qinglian Jianzun crooked his mouth and took it without saying anything.

Unfold the painting again, throw it in the air, and the white aura pillar hits the frame, and then the painting floats in the air, and slowly flies towards the white frame of the stone wall, and sticks to the stone wall in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Chen Yang felt the ground shake slightly, and a halo of light appeared out of thin air, outlining the appearance of another magic circle.

The surrounding aura rose and shrank, surging towards the halo, and a white pillar of light also shot out from the center of the halo array, shooting straight towards the painting on the stone wall.

After a soft buzzing sound, a five-colored glow erupted, forming a swarthy hole several inches in size.

"Mustard Seed Space!"

Qinglian Sword Venerable's eyes flashed with surprise and he shouted.

......

Just as the Qinglian Sword Venerable cast a spell to stimulate the magic array, two rays of light, one green and one gray, emerged from the sky, and flew towards the Shenmu Island in a few flashes.