I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Xie Wuyi said: "Take the dried dragon's blood first."

After all, before the others could react, Qing'a was out of the sheath.

With a lift of Xie Wuyi's wrist, his wide sleeves fluttered like light clouds covering the moon, and the light of his sword flashed like wind returning to snow. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of neat cross knife cuts on the tree trunk.

"Pretty!"

Ji Qinglin blurted out that he had never seen Jiewu Moved Qing'a before, and naturally he didn't know his exquisite swordsmanship. When he saw it for the first time, his eyes lit up and he was astonished.

Xie Wuyi heard the praise, put the sword back into its sheath, and said lightly, "It's the sword."

Ji Qinglin smiled and said: "You are too modest. As the saying goes, a BMW is equipped with a golden saddle, and no matter how good a sword is, you must know how to use it. If you, Qing, are in my hands, I am afraid that you are no different from a firestick. In the end, it is you His swordsmanship is exquisite, the sword itself is just icing on the cake."

Xie Wuyi turned his head to look at him, as if acquiescing to his statement, nodded and said: "It makes sense, it means that Master taught swordsmanship well."

Ji Qing choked for a moment.

It is the water mirror god again.

He thought silently, Xie Wuyi really loved his master so much, it was not enough to write the play himself to remember him, and he never forgot to put money on his master's face wherever he went.

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin became inexplicably depressed, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

At this time, Xie Wuyi turned his head to look at the opening in the tree trunk, and said, "It's almost there."

At this time, on the trunk of the Dragon Blood Tree, bright red thick sap slowly oozes from the cuts, which looks no different from blood. After oozing out, it quickly condenses into lumps, like a scab on a wound.

According to Chi Ruogu, only a fingernail-sized piece of dried dragon's blood used for burial can suppress decay for several years. At this time, they don't know the exact number of soul-sealed people, but there is nothing wrong with preparing more.

Ulanda beckoned, and asked the soldiers to bring a piece of silk cloth that had been prepared, peel off the congealed dragon's blood piece by piece, and put them into the silk cloth until the silk cloth was filled to the brim before stopping to wrap it up. good.

After everything was tidied up, Xie Wuyi turned his head and nodded to Ulanda. Ulanda immediately asked someone to bring the oil barrel to the front. The oil barrels were chopped into thin strips and piled around the roots of the trees as firewood.

Xie Wuyi took the package containing the dried dragon's blood from Ulanda, turned his head and handed it to Ji Qinglin, saying, "Stay back."

Ji Qinglin nodded, grabbed the package and took a few steps back as he said.

Xie Wuyi didn't take out the torch until he saw him standing far enough away, and stepped forward to light the wooden stick under the tree.

Those wooden sticks were already soaked in kerosene, as soon as sparks touched them, a foot-high flame burst out, and the fire burst out, like a dragon swimming all the way up the tree trunk, and the huge tree crown on the cage blazed blazingly.

The bright fire was very dazzling, and the needles on the top of the tree were crackling, and clusters of burnt needles fell from the crown of the tree, passed through the sea of ​​clouds under the tree, and fell into the abyss.

As the scorching air spread, the surrounding fog gradually dissipated, and even the gloomy weather seemed to be infected by the fire, turning from cloudy to sunny, and brightening up a little bit.

It wasn't until the needles on the crown of the tree were scorched and fell, and the trunk was almost turned into black charcoal, that the fire gradually subsided.

Ulanda took a few steps forward, raised his foot and kicked violently, the scorched tree trunk and roots immediately rose from the ground, slanted down towards the cliff, and disappeared through the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

Ulanda breathed a sigh of relief, patted the hem of his clothes and said, "Okay, let's go down the mountain quickly. It's almost evening now. If it's dark in the middle of the mountain, it's not easy to walk at night."

After his reminder, Ji Qinglin also realized that time was running out.

It was already afternoon when they reached the foot of the mountain, and it took about two hours to go up the mountain. Although the downhill was faster than the uphill, there was no guarantee that there would be no delays.

Everyone didn't hesitate anymore, Qiqi turned around and walked back and forth.

Just when they were about to leave the cliff top, a ray of dazzling golden sunlight slanted through the clouds from behind everyone, covering the entire cliff top like a golden brick.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden sunlight, they couldn't help but stop, stared blankly at the long shadow drawn by the light on the ground in front of them, then turned around slowly, and looked up.

In the far horizon, half of the setting sun is covered by the sea of ​​clouds, and half is exposed above the sea of ​​clouds.

Under this dazzling brilliance, countless mountaintops in the distance reveal their true faces, dotted on the surging sea of ​​clouds, like islands floating on the sea one after another.

Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the midst of nothingness.

Ji Qinglin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, not because of the dreamlike scenery, but because he saw a very conspicuous plant among the peaks dotted in the sea of ​​clouds like islands that broke through the clouds. Blood red maple.

In an instant, his breathing seemed to be stagnant, and a strong premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

He suddenly looked at where the dragon blood tree was just now.

As if to confirm his premonition, there was a crisp "click", and a crack was suddenly cracked in the rock on the edge of the cliff, and a tiny sprout protruded out of the crack, and then grew rapidly, extended, stretched, almost In the blink of an eye, it has grown into a big tree with luxuriant branches.

Everyone froze in place, staring dumbfounded at this unimaginable scene. Until the giant tree grew and stood silently on the edge of the cliff, everyone still couldn't believe what they saw.

I don't know how long it took for the soldiers to stare at me and you, and look at each other. Some even pinched themselves severely, grinning their teeth in pain and believing that this was not a dream.

"General, this..."

A group of soldiers didn't know how to react, so they could only look at Ulanda in astonishment.

Ulanda was equally astonished. He stared at the suddenly regenerated dragon's blood tree, speechless for a moment.

Ji Qinglin gently tugged Jie Wuyi's sleeve, and murmured: "I... seem to know how this tree came about."

Xie Wuyi was a little surprised, and turned to look at him with doubts on his face.

Ji Qinglin said: "Do you still remember the last memory of the water god Guruo that I told you in the Yunzhou Inn?"

Xie Wuyi nodded, and Ji Qinglin said, "That place seems to be here."

In that memory, Gongyuan, Fulan, and Guruo buried the jade pendant in the soil on the top of a cliff, and then gathered spiritual energy to make a giant tree grow on the edge of the cliff.

There was nothing special about that cliff top, but Ji Qinglin clearly remembered that there was a very conspicuous red maple growing on a peak above the sea of ​​clouds far away from the cliff top.

When he just reached the top of the mountain, Ji Qinglin felt an unspeakable weirdness in his heart when he saw the dragon's blood tree because of the surrounding fog that blocked his vision, but he didn't think much about it.

It wasn't until the fog dissipated and the sun illuminated the entire sea of ​​clouds that he could clearly see the peaks above the sea of ​​clouds, and among those peaks he saw the unforgettable red maple.

Exactly as in memory, the dragon's blood tree broke out from the edge of the cliff and grew rapidly, and the raging fire just now seemed to have never existed.

Ji Qinglin continued: "I remember that in Gu Ruo's memory, Gong Yuan once said a word. He said, 'This is the beginning and the end'. What do you think his words mean?"

Xie Wuyi looked at the reborn dragon's blood tree and shook his head slowly.

When Ji Qinglin spoke just now, he did not avoid Ulanda, and even re-described the picture in his memory to him. After hearing this, Ulanda thought about it, and hesitated: "Since the three gods buried the jade pendant in the In the soil, how about... let's try to bury it too?"

Ji Qinglin looked down at the jade pendant, and felt that Ulanda's proposal might be feasible. He was about to take off the jade pendant, but Xie Wuyi held down his wrist.

Xie Wuyi said: "It doesn't know why the three gods came down, and the words of the common abyss have not yet been understood, so don't act rashly for the time being."

Hearing what he said, Ji Qinglin also realized that he and Ulanda seemed a little reckless.

Aside from the fact that the dragon's blood tree can be regenerated in the blink of an eye, the use of its needles and sap is already very strange.

Its needles can seal the soul, and its juice can inhibit the decay of the flesh. It seems that its existence is closely related to "people".

This tree was planted by the three gods. Although they don't know the reason why they planted it, the words Gong Yuan said obviously have a lot of meaning.

If the jade pendant is really an important part of the mechanism that causes some kind of consequences, before knowing what the "starting point" and "end point" refer to, it is really unpredictable to bury it rashly in the way of the three gods.

After a moment of silence, Xie Wuyi turned to Ulanda and said, "Leave someone here to guard the tree, in case anyone comes here to take needles."

Ulanda nodded, turned around and walked to the group of soldiers, and said: "You guys stay here for now, after I go down the mountain, someone will bring food, clothing and garrison items, and then arrange a rotation to take over."

All the soldiers said yes one after another.

Ulanda thought for a while, then straightened his expression and said seriously: "What we saw today must not be spread outside the public, and those who violate it will be dealt with according to military law."

Ulanda is usually easy-going, but when he led the army, the military discipline was always strict. The soldiers were shocked by what they saw just now, but now they heard that his tone was not as casual as usual, and they knew it. It's no small matter, and I'm too busy to respond.

Now that the arrangements for guarding the tree were completed, the three of them did not delay on the top of the mountain any longer, and walked down the mountain along the way they came from.

When going up the mountain, they had already split many thorns and dead branches that blocked the road. At this time, the cleared path was still vaguely discernible. In addition, the fog in the forest had dissipated, and the vision was no longer as hazy as before. The speed is much faster than going up the mountain.

But Nanshan was too high after all, and it was already evening when they set off down the mountain. Not long after, the light gradually dimmed, and the entire mountain forest was gradually shrouded in darkness.

Xie Wuyi pulled out the Qing'a lighting, and with the wisps of moonlight pouring down from the gaps in the trees, it was not difficult for the three of them to walk.

Ulanda is a character who can't bear loneliness, especially silence. Seeing that the two of them are not talking, she starts looking for something to talk to herself, chattering all the way, wishing she could show off her thousand years of experience vividly.

Ji Qinglin felt that he had little knowledge and knowledge, and was happy to listen to his ramblings. Seeing that he was listening seriously, Ulanda spoke more vigorously, adding oil and vinegar occasionally, which could be called eloquence.

After dark, the mountain forest was more silent than during the day, except for the slight sound of the three people stepping on the dead branches and fallen leaves and Ulanda's rambling words, there were almost no other sounds.

After talking for a long time, Ulanda seemed to feel parched, stopped talking, searched for Xie Wuyi and Ji Qinglin, licked his lips and said, "It's true, you don't say anything when you go up the mountain. Water, don't you feel thirsty?"

Hearing this, Ji Qinglin laughed and said, "Didn't you bring it yourself? How dare you talk about us?"

Ulanda curled his lips, and was about to say something more, when Xie Wuyi suddenly stopped, raised his finger and drew a gesture of silence on his mouth.

The two immediately shut up, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

A moment later, a sharp eagle's cry came from the depths of the woods. The three of them were startled. They turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of white shadows flying towards them like a sharp sword. fish.

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Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the midst of nothingness. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"