For the so-called test, Qingxu has no idea, if he knows, it is estimated that he will leave directly, how can he ask someone to do things and be suspicious, but unfortunately Qingxu knows nothing, so we can't see Qingxu angry. However, with Qingxu's character, he will definitely not suffer, it depends on what kind of price the root of the tree of life will pay in the end! Of course, these are the later plots, let's take a look at what happened to Qingxu after entering the depths of the forest!

Closing his gaze, among the lush trees, Qingxu was dressed in a pale cyan robe, with a freehand expression. Walking among the green trees, feeling the majestic vitality, from time to time in my heart let out a sigh of admiration.

Qingxu walked easily in the mountains and forests, slowly, the woods became quiet, very weird, and also made Qingxu serious, stepping through a cluster of grass, abruptly, there was a wail in the ear, very sad.

However, Qingxu did not look for the source of the sound, and turned his head in the other direction, his intuition told him that there was a ghost in it, so he changed his mind to see what was going on.

I don't know if the root of life is old and dazzling, so that he is unconscious, and when he sees Qingxu, he doesn't accept it, and he doesn't change his method, so he puts the things that were originally placed behind Qingxu on the road to Qingxu.

Not to mention, simple and rough sometimes full of miraculous effects, as the scenery receded, Qingxu saw the owner of the terrible voice - a snow-white jade mountain silver fox. Obviously, Qingxu didn't expect the person in the secret to be so straightforward.

It's simple, but it's very effective, at least the innocent curiosity is hooked up, and he wants to see what the guy in the dark wants to do.

Came to this trembling little fox, looked carefully, the injury was not very serious, but there was a very deep wound under the receding armpit that was bleeding, which was equivalent to waiting for death for a silver fox who had not cultivated, although it had a certain level of wisdom, but it was helpless to heal.

may feel that Qingxu has no malice, the silver fox gradually turned into a low whisper, his expression was quite funny, and he actually showed a tangled meaning on the silver fox's face, obviously this silver fox's wisdom has exceeded the level of the normal silver fox, but this has nothing to do with Qingxu.

No matter how the silver fox was feeling, Qingxu checked the wound, and it was not much different from the previously estimated state. He plucked a few herbs on the side of the road, crushed them into powder with his mana, and applied them to Silver Tiger's wounds, after which Qingxu left and continued to walk.

And the silver fox that stayed in place, changed into a human form between the fog, and if you look closely, it is very similar to the Chiyan fairy who shines at the Haitian feast. left in an instant, leaving only a burst of drunken fragrance telling the beauty of the world.

Qingxu on the road ahead encountered something interesting again, only to see trees stationed on both sides of the road, but dancing and shaking the branches and roots. It is quite similar to a wonderful species in fantasy novels, the Treants. The same can walk from the ground, except that it can't speak, the others are no different.

Standing in the middle of the treemen, they wandered around him, and gradually, these treemen's movements became more and more regular and rhythmic, like a kind of formation arrangement, but they didn't see any mana revealed, and they were not afraid of the purity of these means, so they let these treemen speed up their movements, and didn't step forward to interrupt, just watched.

As the movement accelerated, an inexplicable force began to surround it, growing and expanding.

This kind of power is not aggressive, but it is more outstanding in a certain function, this power is somewhat similar to the ability to create Qinglian, but it is also a little illusory.

When these forces came into contact with Qingxu, Qingxu's spirit was in a trance, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and this time Qingxu finally capsized in the gutter. After a long time, the power became more and more intense, and it had already permeated around Qingxu's body, making him fall into the mire, as if he was stuck with super glue, unable to move.

In the confusion, a powerful pulling force brought the spirit of Qingxu into a different world. A world with a lot of life source power, this world's use and research of life force, as well as comprehension have reached the pinnacle of perfection, and there is no danger signal from Wujijian in the brain, so Qingxu cleaned up a different mood and walked into this world with complex thoughts, since someone pulled him into this world and didn't attack him, that is, there was something to ask him for. Therefore, Qingxu is not in a hurry or slow to wander in this world, and he is not impatient, and the person behind him should be anxious.

In the outside world, just after Qingxu fell into a deep sleep, those tree people turned into ordinary appearances, but the Qingxu floating among them showed the difference in the situation here.

Qingxu's body continues to sleep, quite peaceful, but the soul is experiencing wonderful things in the world of life, in this world, Qingxu gradually loses himself, can't remember where he came from, can't remember why he came from.

With the progress of this world, Qingxu has been almost the same as the aboriginal inhabitants, basically assimilated, in addition to the doubts about his life experience from time to time, that is, his heart has been in the ocean of knowledge of the laws of life, and he has not been willing to wake up for a long time.

As time goes by, I understand more and more of the laws of life, but I also have more and more doubts, and I am often busy with a problem.

Year after year, Qingxu stood at the top of this world, always looking at the sky with four distinct seasons, thinking about the more and more frequent doubts that appeared now, in so many years, his power was the highest in the world, so it was very easy to find his identity, but after all his efforts, he still couldn't find the source of his life in this world, as if he came out of thin air. As soon as the idea came to mind, it never lingered.

Finally, one day, he couldn't stand the growing problems in his heart, he went crazy, and just when everyone didn't know what was going on, he disappeared, with people's doubts, and never appeared again.

A hundred years later, no one ever mentions the Saint of Life who was at its peak again, and the power he built has also disappeared under the rolling flow of time.

In the middle of a hill, there is a lonely grave on the top of the mountain, so long and lonely. Suddenly, there was a sigh, looking at it, the grave is still the same grave, but something is different.

Outside, among the trees, Qingxu floating in the sky slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes revealed a kind of sadness and old age that he had never seen before.

Came to a tree, struck out with a palm, and a breeze blew the tree into dust and scattered it in the air.

Appearing in the original position of the tree was a door, a door that looked like a kaleidoscope, and the breath was long.