I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Could it be that she missed it?

Qin Shu's eyes fell on the surroundings again. There were huge trees in the large jungle. This scene was a bit like when Qin Shu went to Nanzhou for the first time.

From time to time, colorful birds fly through the sky, blowing up the wind and causing the flowers everywhere to nod.

Qin Shu raised her feet and walked in the direction where Feiniao left, but found that this time she had deviated from her own path.

It seemed that her guess was right.

You have to explore the surrounding roads, the key may be useful here.

Several more birds flew through the air, and Qin Shu keenly noticed that the direction in which these birds left was the same as the direction in which the colorful bird left just now.

It seemed like she had to go and take a look.

As time went by, more and more birds came.

Qin Shu had never seen so many birds, and what's more, she had never seen many of them before.

Of course, this is not surprising. This may be the intersection between her and a certain timeline. The timeline where these birds are located does not know how many years earlier than her, or how many years later.

Just as she paused to look at the birds, there was a sudden cry and a huge figure fluttered its wings from the sky.

Qin Shu opened her mouth wide. Is this... a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?

Qin Shu's steps became faster and faster, and she followed the birds to a huge spiritual tree.

Qin Shu recognized it. This should be one of the three legendary sacred trees - Wutong.

She stepped forward, raised her hand and touched the trunk of the sycamore tree, carefully feeling whether it was made of the same material as the key in her hand.

Before Qin Shu could take back her hand, she found herself surrounded by a group of birds.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that seemed far away came from the soul, "Bring her up."

When Qin Shu was carried up by two Luan birds, she was still thinking:

Can they actually see themselves?

Qin Shu was thrown on top of the huge sycamore tree. She stood upright with both hands on the sycamore tree and met a pair of clear eyes.

The eyes are golden, but they are different from the oppressive feeling given by the gods in the past.

Her eyes were so beautiful that Qin Shu almost fell into them.

At this moment, the distant voice came from Qin Shu's consciousness again, and she said: "Guest from afar, your eyes are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen."

Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, then followed her words and said, "Your eyes are also very beautiful."

She laughed and said, "The birds here all have eyes like this, so you don't need to be polite."

It seemed that because of this laughter, the distance between the two of them seemed to disappear a little, and her voice was no longer so ethereal.

"You were touching my sycamore tree just now, but were you trying to touch the sycamore tree?"

Qin Shu shook her head. She was now standing on the sycamore tree, and the feeling could not be clearer.

This sycamore wood was nothing like the key in her hand.

"I have only heard people talk about the three sacred trees before, but I have never seen them with my own eyes. Now that I can see them, I am just curious."

Feng didn't make things difficult for her. He even called Qingluan in, broke off a branch for her and handed it to her.

"Since we are guests from afar, we are destined to meet each other. Please take this branch back with you as a souvenir."

Qin Shu looked at the wood in her hand, thought for a while, and saluted her, "Thank you."

Since you have received a gift from someone else, it is natural to reciprocate the gift.

Qin Shu thought for a while, and it seemed that the only thing she could use was the breath soil she had obtained from Yan Ming.

She took out a ball the size of a walnut and handed it to Fengniao, "Since I accepted your sycamore tree, please accept this ball of soil as well."

Leaving the phoenix nest on the phoenix tree, Qin Shu saw her road again before her eyes, and the phoenix tree happened to be at the intersection of the two roads.

Qin Shu was a little strange. It was clear that she was not following her own path just now. Why was her path still underfoot?

Qin Shu shook her head, raised her eyes to look ahead on the road, then looked back at the sycamore tree for the last time, only to find that it had disappeared on her road.

Qin Shu quickly lowered her head to look at the section of sycamore tree she was holding in her hand, only to find that there was some sycamore wood somewhere. What she was holding in her hand was another key.

She actually has two keys?

But where should these two keys be used?

Qin Shu was filled with doubts, but she no longer followed the direction pointed by the road.

She chose a direction at random and tried to take steps. She found that there were no limitations in the direction she could walk now. She could go anywhere she wanted.

However, she had just taken a step when she saw the original road reappearing under her feet.

Qin Shu paused and suddenly understood.

The road is made by people. There are no rules in this world that stipulate the path she should take. No matter how she walks, the road is under her feet.

She didn't know how far she had gone, when another figure appeared in front of her.

He was tall and tall, but his white hair and beard betrayed his age.

"You're finally here."

It was such an opening statement again, and it was a familiar person.

Qin Shu stood two steps away from him, looked at him and called his name, "Ayang."

A Yang laughed and said, "It's hard for Madam to still remember me."

After saying that, he paused again, "It's just that I'm old and confused. My wife is still young at this time, it's just that I'm old."

He indeed seemed to be in his twilight years, and his whole body smelled of exhaustion.

Qin Shu looked at him with some surprise, and asked directly: "You are still alive?"

Ao Yong and the entire dragon clan hated them, but they would spare his life?

Qin Shu didn't know what happened in the future, but A Yang in front of her was indeed still alive.

A Yang didn't answer her, but said: "Come with me."

After he said this, he raised his feet and walked forward without caring whether Qin Shu followed him or not.

Qin Shu followed him and saw A Yang leading him to a mountain top.

A layer of mist covered the top of the mountain, and Qin Shu's vision and consciousness were blocked at the same time.

At this time, A Yang spoke again, "If it were you, what would you choose?"

As his voice fell, the mist around him gradually dissipated, as if the curtain was opened.

The scene under the mountain gradually appeared in her vision. It was a demon abyss, where a large number of demons lived. They were violent and fought each other as soon as they disagreed.

Since it was a fight, there were inevitably casualties.

But after the fight, life was still the same as before.

Every once in a while, there will be a few new faces in the Demon Abyss, and after a period of exclusion, fighting and integration, everything will return to peace again.

Qin Shu has not figured out what he wants to choose, and the scene in front of him has changed again. A huge scale appeared on Jianmu, and the side belonging to the Demon Abyss began to rise. The scale is still unbalanced, but there is less risk of a complete collapse.

Qin Shu showed a thoughtful look.

A Yang's voice came again in his ears, "If it were you, what would you choose?"