Mortals ask the immortals

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Qing woke up leisurely.

"Are you awake?"

Before Duan Qing could observe the surroundings, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Duan Qing was stunned for a moment as if struck by lightning, then suddenly stood up from the ground and looked at the person standing behind him.

The beautiful face revealed an unconcealable heroic spirit, and the colorful hair was casually scattered on the shoulders. It was Nan Ying.

Around, there was a thick fog.

"Sister Nan, you are still alive!"

Duan Qing was ecstatic and went forward to hug Nan Ying, but as soon as his hand touched Nan Ying's body, Nan Ying immediately turned into clouds and dissipated, and then reappeared next to Duan Qing.

Duan Qing looked at Nan Ying in surprise: "Sister Nan, how are you...?"

Nan Ying had no expression on her face and shook her head gently: "I am not Nan Ying."

"I am the 栠, which is the Eternal Azure Tree in your mouth. This is just my consciousness."

栠!

Eternal Azure Tree!

Duan Qing was shocked and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a while, Duan Qing finally suppressed the shock in his heart and tried to ask: "Then why do you... look exactly like Sister Nan?"

"I foresaw that you seemed to want to see this person, so I thought that talking to you in this image would make you feel better." Lu explained expressionlessly.

"Why do you care about my feelings?" Duan Qing looked suspicious.

"Because I have something to ask for." Lu got straight to the point.

Duan Qing couldn't believe his ears.

The dignified Eternal Azure Tree, the treasure of the Tianji Sect, would ask for help from a small person like him?

"Are you kidding, senior?"

Lu said meticulously: "No."

Duan Qing pondered for a while: "Senior, tell me first."

"Kill me." Lu said in a shocking way.

Duan Qing frowned: "Why do you want to die, senior?"

Lu: "If I don't die, Tianjizi can't die."

Duan Qing's eyes were stern: "Senior, do you want Tianjizi to die?"

Lu didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Why?" Duan Qing asked.

"He deserves to die!" A trace of expression finally appeared on the expressionless face of Luan, which was hatred.

Duan Qing thought for a while and spoke again: "Junior has another question."

"Is it Tianjizi who captured us and brought us into the body of the senior?"

Luan nodded slightly: "Yes, that old guy wants to use your luck to impact the holy realm."

"Humph, that old guy is wishful thinking!"

It really is Tianjizi!

Duan Qing suddenly realized, but was puzzled: "Since you want Tianjizi to die, why don't you do it yourself?"

Lun sighed helplessly: "Hey, my life is tied to Tianjizi's. I am restricted by the contract and cannot attack him, nor can I kill myself. For so many years, I can only passively become a tool for that old guy to collect luck!"

"So, it can only be done by outsiders!"

"For countless years, you are not the first person to receive this request."

Duan Qing smiled bitterly: "Haha, so many people have failed, why do you think I can succeed!"

"I can't be sure whether you will succeed, but I have no choice. That old thing has collected enough luck. If he succeeds in entering the holy realm, it will be useless to kill me!"

Enter the holy realm!

Duan Qing frowned.

The old thing Tianjizi has harmed so many people just to fulfill himself. If not, Nan Ying would not die!

This kind of person is not worthy of being a saint!

Duan Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, senior, tell me what to do."

Lun didn't say anything, but waved his hand gently to dispel the fog around him.

As the fog dissipated, Duan Qing realized that there were countless people lying around him, and each of them was wrapped in tiny tree roots.

At first glance, these people were almost all participants in the Suixian Battle, including Sui people and Xianling League people. Among them, Xue Wanyun, who was sucked into the cave with him before, was lying several feet away from him, with several tree roots wrapped around her body, and her chest was rising and falling slowly, as if she was asleep.

And in the center of this space, there were thousands of thick tree roots hanging down from the sky, like a braid, directly piercing the ground.

These tree roots were extremely huge, each of them was a few miles in size, and the giant braided tree roots combined were more than a hundred miles thick. The entire space was only more than a hundred miles, and the tree roots occupied more than half of it.

Compared with the tree roots, Duan Qing and the people lying around him were just like grains of sand.

Lu pointed to the thick twisted tree roots in the center of the space and explained: "This is the root system of my body. Cutting off the root system will kill my life."

Duan Qing glanced at the unconscious people around him: "Why don't you wake up more people? There is strength in numbers, which is much better than the juniors doing it alone."

Lu shook his head helplessly: "No, if you want to hurt my body, you need my origin to bless it, otherwise you can't hurt my body at all!"

"Countless years of imprisonment have almost exhausted my origin. In my current state, it is already very difficult to suppress the few minions of that old thing. If it weren't for these people to provide nutrients, I wouldn't even be able to bless you with the power of the origin!"

Nutrients!

Duan Qing was startled and looked at Xue Wanyun who was several feet away. He immediately stepped forward and wanted to tear off the tree roots on Xue Wanyun's body.

But before Duan Qing stepped forward, several tree roots broke out of the ground and entangled Duan Qing's hands and feet, making Duan Qing unable to move forward.

Luan walked forward slowly and stared at Duan Qing in front of him: "Don't worry, kid, you won't die in a short time, at most you will just lose some vitality."

Duan Qing and Luan looked at each other: "Senior, you don't look like you are asking for help!"

"I said, my current strength is very weak, and I need these people to provide nutrients, otherwise I can't bless you with the power of origin!"

"One less person is not okay?"

"No, I can't take this risk!"

Duan Qing wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Luan: "If you really want to save these people, stop talking nonsense and cut off my body roots as soon as possible. This is the only way."

Duan Qing glanced at the unconscious Xue Wanyun at his feet, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"

Lan showed a faint smile, stretched out his hand and pressed on Duan Qing's forehead, and a green light lit up between his palms.

At the same time, Luan's body dimmed visibly, and finally disappeared with the green light.

Lan's voice rang between heaven and earth.

"Boy, show your strength!"

"Remember, the life and death of these people all depend on this."

As soon as the voice fell, the roots that entangled Duan Qing's hands and feet immediately retracted into the ground.

Duan Qing stared at Xue Wanyun reluctantly for a moment, and then he decisively flew to the root of the tree.

When Duan Qing flew close to the tree root, he was like an ant facing a huge mountain. The two were completely disproportionate.

Duan Qing took a deep breath, summoned a Mo Xu sword, and tried to cut a thick tree root in front of him.

The moment it touched the tree root, a green light suddenly lit up on the Mo Xu sword.

Swish!

With a slight sound, under the blessing of the green light, the Mo Xu sword cut a wound several feet deep on the surface of the tree root like cutting tofu.