Reincarnated as a sacred tree, I create a family of Yin soldiers

On the third day, the fruit had already faded from its green color and completely turned grayish white.

And in the middle of the grayish white fruit, there were some raised spots, as if something was growing out of it.

However, this did not affect the tribesmen's observation and awe, but instead they were full of expectations.

In the ancestral hall, Ji Yang was also staring at the fruits that were gradually growing, thinking in his heart.

These fruits had consumed 12 points of his vitality in just three days, an average of four points per day.

In other words, the vitality he had absorbed from the moonlight in these three days was finally turned into nutrients for these fruits, and he had to pay 1.6 vitality every day.

Even so, Ji Yang still did not take any measures. He could feel that the fruit would mature in a few days.

He also wanted to see what the fruit would look like after he used his soul gathering magic.

On the fourth day of the fruit's growth, the spots that had appeared before gradually took shape. They grew out from one side of the fruit, making the fruit, which was almost the size of a fist, look a little ugly.

Many family members were even more surprised after seeing this. At this time, Chen Xingzhen, the patriarch of the family, was still looking through the remaining information of the family, trying to find the answer to the fruit of the sacred tree.

As for the fact that the fruit of the sacred tree has grown day by day in the past few days, he has heard about it, but he has not checked it himself.

On the fourth night, the moonlight was shining. Ji Yang absorbed the moonlight and the Yin Qi while looking at the fruit on his body that had gradually turned pale white.

At this time, the white fruit was already the size of a fist, and the shape was more distinct and layered.

When Ji Yang looked at these white fruits again, he felt something was wrong.

The fruit was still small in the first two days, and the spots were not prominent, so nothing could be seen. But as the white fruit grew in the past two days, the spots on the fruit became more obvious.

Late at night, Ji Yang looked at these white fruits again under the moonlight.

You don’t know until you see it, and you will be shocked when you see it.

At some point, the spots on these white fruits have turned into human facial features, and these fist-sized white fruits have now turned into their heads.

The faces on the white fruits are of different shapes, and their eyes are closed, as if they are still waiting for the white fruits to mature.

Looking from a distance, the dark sacred tree has disappeared in the dark night, and only the fluorescent leaves are shining in the moonlight.

What is shocking and terrifying is that under the countless shining leaves, there are dozens of fruits with facial features.

These fruits are reflected in the moonlight, revealing a deep and mysterious feeling.

Fortunately, there is no one in the ancestral hall, otherwise they will be shocked by the current scene.

After being surprised, Ji Yang's heart has returned to normal.

It's not like he hasn't seen fruits with facial features before, such as the ginseng fruit.

However, it was still difficult for Ji Yang to accept that it grew from his body.

He is the family's sacred tree, representing the glory of the family. Now, he looks more like a demon tree, and the Chen family is the evil slave who worships this demon tree.

Ji Yang shook his head secretly in his heart, and threw away the irrelevant thoughts in his mind.

In fact, the fruit looks like this, and Ji Yang has already guessed it in his heart.

After all, this fruit grew because he used the soul-gathering magic. Obviously, this is related to the living souls in the ancestral hall before.

The appearance of three of the fruits is also clearly the three members of the clan who died in the battle.

Perhaps after the fruit is ripe, the soul-gathering magic is considered to be completed.

I don't know what the difference is between these fruits that have been transformed once and the living souls in the netherworld before.

Even if it is a little unpleasant, Ji Yang still has expectations in his heart.

I just don't know what kind of wave the Chen family will set off tomorrow.

Fortunately, several blood coagulation warriors in the family have not returned yet, and only Chen Xingzhen is in the clan, so he doesn't have to worry about being chopped by the clan members.

The next day, dawn.

Chen Qingsong took a broom, pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and began to sweep the dust in the ancestral hall.

The family ancestral hall represents the family's face, and now there is a sacred tree, so of course it has to be swept every day.

After the great sacrifice to the sacred tree, many clansmen wanted to exchange jobs with him, but he certainly didn't want to do it.

Now that the sacred tree has appeared, how can he miss such a good opportunity? Maybe he has a fate with the family sacred tree and can get the blessing of the sacred tree.

This is what the clan leader said, as long as you are in awe, you will have the opportunity to get the blessing of the sacred tree.

Halfway through the sweep, Chen Qingsong walked towards the sacred tree, ready to worship it again, and by the way, take a peek at the fruit of the sacred tree while worshiping.

The clan leader said that you can't look directly at the sacred tree on weekdays, which is a great disrespect to the sacred tree.

While worshiping, Chen Qingsong looked at the sacred tree above.

But the next moment, Chen Qingsong showed fear on his face and his body stagnated.

In his sight, a white fruit with facial features was quietly hanging on a branch. Although the white fruit's eyes were closed, he felt that the white fruit seemed to be looking at him and looking at him.

This scene frightened him so much that his heart suddenly tightened. When he turned his head to look at the whole sacred tree, he immediately found that the tree was full of white fruits with human faces.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qingsong could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and hurriedly ran outside, shouting at the same time.

"What's going on!"

Chen Qingsong's shouting quickly attracted many tribesmen to come and check.

"Uncle, ancestral hall, sacred tree..."

After seeing the person coming, Chen Qingsong pointed to the ancestral hall with some fear.

Hearing this, everyone stopped delaying, thinking that an enemy had entered the ancestral hall and wanted to destroy the family sacred tree.

After arriving at the ancestral hall, everyone did not find anyone else, and then turned their eyes to the family sacred tree.

"Ah! What is this?"

"Hiss...!"

"How can these fruits grow like this?"

...

Seeing the white fruit today, the crowd heard the shocked voices of the tribe members.

Even though it was the family sacred tree, many tribe members still showed panic at this moment, because this was even more shocking than the innate beasts to them.

Someone immediately left the ancestral hall to report to Chen Xingzhen.

But after all, it was the family sacred tree, and although everyone was terrified, they did not retreat.

After taking a closer look, a tribe member frowned as he looked at the white fruit on the tree.

Why did he feel that the faces on these white fruits looked familiar?

At this time, a light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled another tribe member beside him and said:

"Tianquan, look at that fruit, does it look like your father?"

Chen Tianquan, who was standing by, was still frightened by the scene in front of him, but after hearing this, his expression suddenly changed.

He lost his father at a young age, which was a pain in his heart. How could he tolerate the tribe members making such a joke now? He immediately said angrily:

"Why don't you say it looks like your father!"

"No, Tianquan, I didn't scold you, look carefully!"

"It's the one hanging on the rightmost branch of the sacred tree."

Seeing that the tribe member looked sincere and didn't seem to be joking, Chen Tianquan suppressed his anger and looked in the direction he pointed.

When he saw the unprepossessing fruit on the branch, Chen Tianquan's anger disappeared, and with surprise in his eyes, he exclaimed:

"Dad?"

"It's really my dad!"