Yang Yi sneaked all the way and walked in the dense mountains for a long time without seeing a single soul.

Even those flowers, plants and trees that had gained intelligence and turned into monsters, left only empty pits one by one, as if they had uprooted their roots and fled overnight.

Wutong Mountain collapsed, and all living creatures within a radius of thousands of miles disappeared.

It's a good idea to run away. How could Yang Yi waste such a great opportunity?

Searching for elixirs all over the mountains and plains, those low-level elixirs cannot escape without birthing spiritual wisdom.

After digging up tens of thousands of elixirs, Yang Yi looked bitter and resentful, frowning.

There are too many low-level elixirs, and Yang Yi knows countless of them alone.

Even if he digs for as long as the monkey year and horse month, he still can't finish it.

At this moment, Yang Yi wished he could fly back to the Dongling tribe and call the whole tribe to dig for the elixir.

Even Yang Yi wanted to return to Earth and recruit a group of ten thousand people to help him dig out the elixir.

There was no way, Yang Yi could only start picking and choosing.

Choose elixirs that are older, have more aroma and aura, and have better efficacy.

The heart is too greedy, Yang Yi can't wait to move the mountain capital back.

After digging out [-] low-level elixirs, Yang Yi reluctantly stopped.

Go to the world in the book to plant all these elixirs and introduce water from the Spirit Lake for irrigation.

In the world of the book, the aura of the area where Yang Yi stores his belongings is not as good as that of the Dongling tribe.

But it has gotten much better, and more importantly, it is full of vitality and thriving.

Everything is going well.

After eating and drinking, taking a good rest, and beating the Ancient Phoenix and Sycamore Tree King a few more times, Yang Yi left the world in the book with satisfaction.

Go back outside and get out of the area where Wutong Mountain collapsed and covered thousands of miles.

Only then did Yang Yi see some monsters one after another, and the mountains finally became lively.

Some vegetarian monsters such as cattle and sheep eat grass in groups. There are ferocious monsters such as tigers, leopards, lions and wolves, hiding in the jungle, waiting for opportunities.

Yang Yi did not see the demon clan at the demon realm and above. Perhaps they had gone further away.

Yang Yi mentally greeted Ji Wushuang, Shui Ruxian and others, as well as the Jade Emperor, his future father-in-law.

He didn't even know how long it would take him to reach this endless mountain range, which was countless times larger than the earth.

I don’t know if the geographical knowledge on the earth is useful, so Yang Yi kept walking along the place where the sun rises.

As for where I went after I left, the devil knows.

Otherwise, Yang Yi would have been lost 99 times.

A slap broke the back of the neck of a strange and ferocious snake with dense scales and red body.

Yang Yi carried the body of the strange snake into the world of the book and washed away the blood on his body in the spiritual lake.

Along the way, Yang Yi killed countless beast-level and demon-level monsters, and avoided the pursuit of hundreds of monster generals.

The strong smell of blood on his body constantly attracts some monsters to hunt him.

How comfortable I felt when I came, how embarrassed I felt when I returned.

At this moment, Yang Yi felt as uncomfortable as if he had upgraded a hundred thousand times to survive in the wilderness.

Be careful to bypass the territory of some powerful demon clans, and be on guard against sneak attacks from some insidious old six demon clans.

Sometimes the walking is fine, but it is obviously just ordinary grass.

After walking up, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared under the ground.

Sometimes it looks like just an ordinary tree, but when Yang Yi gets close, it instantly transforms into a tree demon.

What's more, some disguised tree demons and several birds and animals are hidden in the dense canopy, and they commit crimes in gangs.

We form a group together to be the old Liuyin people, which makes people hard to guard against.

Although Yang Yi successfully fought back or escaped without any danger, he was still very angry.

As the sixth child, he has been tricked many times by these demon clan children.

Scholars must not be killed, let alone humiliated.

My uncle couldn't bear it, my aunt couldn't bear it, and Yang Yi couldn't bear it even more.

When Lao Liu saw Lao Liu, his eyes were filled with blood.

For this reason, Yang Yi hid himself and often made the cries of some demon cubs, attracting various birds and beasts to send them to the book world.

In order to better counterattack, Yang Yi always pretended to have one arm and one leg disabled and was seriously injured when he was on the road.

In this way, it was a journey of many hardships and a hundred thousand miles.

We are still in this vast mountain, still far away from the Dongling tribe.

Young and small leave home and the boss returns.

Yang Yi thought to himself that in the future, he must build a flying demon clan to serve as a vehicle.

Arriving at the foot of an active volcano, Yang Yi found a hidden place and took a short rest, thinking about the route they took.

At that time, I shouldn't have been seduced by beauty, coveting the gentle countryside, and didn't even remember the route. Yang Yi felt regretful.

Looking at this tall and still smoking active volcano, it seems that I didn't pass by here when I came here.

Now Yang Yi doesn't know where he is, and he has successfully lost himself.

The active volcano is thousands of meters underground, deep in rich magma.

A red-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shining with light, like a god.

"Eucharist."

"Wutong Mountain, the ancient phoenix and sycamore tree emperor, lived a second life, which is interesting."

The red-haired old man's eyes hesitated for a moment, as if he was surprised that the holy body was coming.

In a blink of an eye, he seemed to have seen everything, as if he had witnessed the ancient Phoenix Wutong Tree Emperor live out his second life, and saw Wutong Mountain collapse.

He muttered to himself, his voice was slow and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a thousand years.

The red-haired old man had a terrifying aura and was restrained, and instantly turned into an ordinary old man, except that the red hair looked very individual.

"It seems that you should die."

The old man looked at the bottom of the magma. The hot rolling magma was flowing on an extremely huge golden demon corpse.

There was a golden egg as big as a football in the abdomen of the corpse. The red-haired old man seemed to be talking to the egg.

There was life stirring inside the golden egg, as if it was responding to the old man, but also as if it was about to burst out of the egg.

The red-haired old man stretched out his hand, and the golden egg disappeared from the bottom of the magma and was in the old man's hand in an instant.

When you meet the Holy Body, we are both human beings, so let’s help him out.

The red-haired old man sighed, the human race is too difficult, and the path of cultivation of the Holy Body is even more difficult.

"Grandpa, what can you do?"

Suddenly an old red-haired man appeared in front of him, and Yang Yi stopped his frantic desire to escape.

A chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on the harmless face, and he asked sweetly to the old man.

The old man looked ordinary, but his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Yang Yi felt panicked and weak.

"Holy body!"

The red-haired old man ignored Yang Yi's words and just stared at Yang Yi's body quietly for a long time before sighing.

"Grandpa, what is the constitution of the Holy Body?"

It seemed that this mysterious red-haired old man seemed to know something about the Holy Body, so Yang Yi asked.

When Yang Yi was in Wutong Mountain before, he heard the Ancient Phoenix Wutong Tree King say that when he finally asked, the little sapling seemed to know nothing about the Holy Body.

Under the protection of Yang Yi with fists and kicks, the Ancient Phoenix and Wutong Tree Emperor couldn't tell a thing.

Moreover, when they encountered the green climbing ladder in Wutong Mountain, everyone and the demon clan were confused and lost consciousness.

Only Yang Yi, relying on the instinct of this holy body, could stay awake despite the methods left by an emperor during his lifetime.

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