Fortune telling?Super accurate!

They can only bring back a branch.

If they were all out, it would be enough to tear the guardians of the saplings to pieces.Maybe it was because they were afraid that the same thing would happen to the small and big trees, maybe they felt that the weak saplings couldn't stand the damage...they finally stopped.The Taomu had new guardians, they knew they were worthless, they were abandoned.

The voice of the monster echoed in Wen Heng's ears: "My race has no name. For thousands of years, we have guarded the Taoist trees. The old Taoist trees have perished, and the new Taoist trees no longer need us. We will eventually perish. Young defenders, I hope you will listen to us and not repeat the same mistakes."

A desolate and tragic howl sounded in Wen Heng's mind, and the sound echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness.Wen Heng heard the pain of unwillingness to be lonely, and also heard hope and beauty.The roar went on for a long time, so long that Wen Heng had already burst into tears but didn't know it.

The guard said: "We took the branches of the new wood and placed them where our bodies can see, hoping that this light will give us rest in peace. The roots of the new wood have been chasing the branches thousands of years ago, and it is so healthy , guarding such a Taoist tree, you must be very happy, right?"

"Our souls will eventually sleep, and our bodies will remain forever buried under the mountains near the temple. The spirit vessel 'Fengdu Yin' made of Daomu can awaken our sleeping souls. With Daomu as a guide, you can order us to do Anything. If you need our help, young guardian, we are willing to dedicate our last bit of strength to clear the way for Xinmu."

The guard's words echoed in Wen Heng's mind, and there were many things he wanted to understand at this moment.

He understood why the roots of his Daomu somehow ran to the wasteland, because the branches of Daomu were here.He also understood that the palace lanterns in Tongtian ruins were in the shape of monsters, because the monsters in their mouths were the guardians chosen by Jiumu.He understood what was going on with the red demon soldiers under Hong Centipede, they were guards summoned by Feng Duyin but without Daomu's guidance.

He couldn't imagine how these guardians desperately sought a little light in the tens of thousands of years of darkness.

Wen Heng opened his eyes, and there were thousands of guardians lying or lying around him. These guardians of different colors formed a circle around a circular altar. The Tao wood branches stayed in place for thousands of years.

It's a pity that his branches failed to take root here, and could only emit a faint light.I don't know if this light has comforted these lonely guardians?

The author has something to say: Consolation to the short-tailed heroic spirits, the group of short-tailed people who stayed in the gap are the offspring of those guardians who have gone crazy.The remaining guardians are wise and calm.When the old wood dies, they also understand that they will die, and there will be nothing immortal in this world.Even the Dao of Heaven will collapse.

Yun Qing: Xiaoyi, you have so many balls in your life?Can the body handle it?

Xiaoyi: Tell me, do you want to eat my balls again?

Yun Qing: Xiaoyi, you don't have a Taoist partner, how did you give birth to eggs that can hatch?

Xiaoyi: I am a gifted spirit, what do you want to do?

Yun Qing: Can you tell me how you did it?I also want to give birth to eggs, to give birth to me and Yunbai's cubs.

Xiaoyi: You should wash up and sleep.