Spirit Planter

As he spoke, he imitated a bird and sang twice, vividly, and there was movement in the next second.

There are a total of ten people, all wearing black clothes, with good hiding ability.

Yan Jinzhou sensed it, all of them had aura, and they seemed to be practitioners, "Are you directly assigned by Shaorong?"

Hua Ruifeng replied, "Yes."

Yan Jinzhou took out a pill bottle and held it in front of Hua Ruifeng, "Here are ten pills, one for each of you, first improve your reaction ability, speed, observation ability, and finally improve your combat power."

Hua Ruifeng shuddered, staring fixedly at the pill bottle, unbelievable, "Pharmaceutical pill?"

Yan Jinzhou put the pill bottle into Hua Ruifeng's hand, "Take the pill quickly, don't waste time."

Hua Ruifeng's hands trembled faintly. The legendary thing appeared in his hands. Could it be that he was dreaming?

Someone nearby approached Hua Ruifeng and said eagerly, "Boss, why are you in a daze? Give us the panacea."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the pill bottle, full of longing.

The ten people took the elixir immediately, and then consumed the power of the medicine by meditating as Yan Jinzhou said, to strengthen their physical bodies, thereby increasing their combat effectiveness.

Yan Jinzhou stood there quietly and waited after holding back with one hand. Patience is the most important thing for him.

Here, Du Shaorong and the others sat on a rock to rest after eating.

Xing Chonglin held a compass-like thing in his hand, and stood here to observe for a while, and stood there for a while to observe, with a serious expression on his face, as if things were serious.

In the end, he stood in front of the mountain wall of Wukun Mountain, his brows were furrowed, he didn't know what he found.

Ruan Chaoyang couldn't help asking, "Mr. Xing, did you find anything?"

Xing Chonglin waved his hand, "Let's talk later."

Everyone looked at each other, what did they find?

After a while, the old man said, "Have you rested? I'm going to open the gate to the mountain?"

Everyone looked at Xing Chonglin, he was in charge here.

Xing Chonglin nodded solemnly, very politely, "Trouble old sir."

The old man led Ding Chengzhi and walked towards the mountain wall.

It was a vertical cliff that seemed to be piled up with stones. There was a thick layer of ferns growing on the mountain wall, and the silver stones on the mountain wall could be vaguely seen.

The old man walked up to the mountain wall, took off the hairpin on his head, pricked his finger, and then drew a strange figure on the mountain wall, which looked like some kind of rune.

After the figure was drawn, a burst of red light burst out, followed by a rumbling sound, which sounded like the sound of a heavy stone door opening.

The ferns standing on the mountain wall swayed, as if being blown by gusts of wind.

After a while, a position on the mountain wall began to twist and fluctuate, forming a vortex, which was the entrance to the mountain.

It seems that without the old man, it is impossible for these people to go in.

Yan Jinzhou watched from a distance, entering the vortex one by one, Du Shaorong was the last one, before he went in, he looked back, with a look of anticipation hidden in his eyes.

Yan Jinzhou curled his lips slightly, this guy just likes to say things that he doesn't mean.

After entering the sacred mountain, several people stood there dumbfounded.

They were standing under the complicated intertwined tree roots at this time. The roots grew intertwined one by one. There is a layer of moss growing, and the top cannot be seen from the top, and the whole space is dyed green. It is hard to imagine how big the tree is.

Just when everyone was stunned, the tree root seemed to be alive and started to move.

The old man whispered, "Stand here and don't move, I'll go talk to the tree spirit." After speaking, he stepped forward and left Ding Chengzhi where he was.

Everyone stared at the old man silently, worried that he was playing tricks, but soon everyone found powerlessly that even if he played tricks, there was nothing they could do. They couldn't deal with this big tree at all.

With everyone watching, the old man dripped blood from his fingertips onto a special tree root.

The root was black and straight up.

After the blood dripped on the roots of the tree, the blood turned into a thin line and rushed upwards.

Soon, a part of the roots next to the ground moved, and finally formed an arch.

The old man turned around and said to everyone, "You can go."

Ding Chengzhi immediately ran to the old man, "Grandpa, I'm a little scared."

The old man said gently, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa will bring you to see the way. After Grandpa dies, this place will be handed over to you."

Ding Chengzhi raised his head, "Grandpa, you won't die."

The old man smiled and said openly, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the cycle of heaven, so don't worry too much about it."

Ding Chengzhi didn't understand, and didn't know what to say to refute, but he grabbed the old man's hand tightly.

Pass through the arch and enter a rocky area. It seems that there has been a fierce fight here. The rocks on the ground are smashed and full of mess.

Ding Chengzhi suddenly said, "Grandpa, can you tell me the story here?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "Grandpa told you, but grandpa only said it once, you must remember it in your heart."

Ding Chengzhi said obediently, "As long as it is what grandpa said, I will remember it in my heart."

In ancient times, there was a family of dragons on the seabed.

One day, a little prince of the Jiaolong tribe sneaked out of the palace to attend the Dragon King's palace banquet.

At the palace banquet, he saw a slave in shackles. He was very puzzled, so he asked the people of Dragon Palace, and the people of Dragon Palace told him that it was a villain who wanted to steal the treasure of Dragon Palace.

But the little prince didn't believe it, the young man's eyes were very clear, he didn't look like a cunning person who would steal things at all, so he asked the Dragon Palace for the slave and brought it back to the Jiaolong Clan.

The young man was indeed not a villain, he went to the Dragon Palace only to recover his sister's bones.

He is also a member of the Flood Dragon Clan. His elder sister was kidnapped and defiled by the people of Dragon Palace, and she would kill him in the end. He was weak and couldn't kill anyone, so he wanted to return his elder sister's bones and bring them back to his hometown.

As a result, the people in Dragon Palace didn't admit it at all, and even slandered him as a villain who wanted to steal the treasure of Dragon Palace, and put him in shackles, making everyone humiliate him.

After the young man was brought back to the Flood Dragon Clan by the little prince, he practiced with the help of the little prince, and his cultivation became higher and higher. After 500 years, he had the ability to compete with the Dragon Palace.

This time he went to the Dragon Palace to ask for someone again, but the people in the Dragon Palace told him that her sister had already been buried in the belly of the fish with no bones left, so he went on a killing spree and became an evil dragon who only lost his mind and only knew about killing.

During his eruption, he killed more and more people, and finally attracted the punishment of heaven.

The little prince has been with him day and night for 500 years, and he has already fallen in love with the taciturn young man. When the punishment of God comes, he is willing to give up his cultivation to protect the young man.

The young man suppressed his hostility at the last moment, and led the little prince to leave the bottom of the sea.

Ding Chengzhi quickly asked, "Grandpa, where did they go?"

They came to Wukun Mountain, built a courtyard here, lived in seclusion, and never asked anything again.

The little prince blocked the punishment of heaven for the young man, lost the opportunity to cultivate into a fairy, and turned into an ordinary dragon, lived for 300 years, and then fell.

The young man turned into a flood dragon and slept next to the little prince, dispersed his cultivation, and finally died.

These two mountains are their bones, accumulated over time and become mountains.

During their seclusion, they picked up a child abandoned by a peasant woman at the foot of the mountain, and they picked it up and brought it up.

After the child grows up, he voluntarily stays with them to serve. When he is old, he goes outside to pick up an abandoned baby to raise, and when he grows up, he will continue to take over his class.

Ding Chengzhi's eyes were red, "Grandpa, am I the child you picked up?"

The old man smiled and said, "Although I picked it up, it's not much different from my own."

Ding Chengzhi was happy, "Thank you grandpa for picking me up."

Everyone behind the grandpa and grandson heard what they said. It turns out that the origin of Wukun Mountain is so full of tragedy.

Xing Chonglin took a look at the compass, "You guys wait here, I need to go to the top of the mountain to see the trend of the mountain."

The three people from Fumen said, "Mr. Xing, we will go with you."

Xing Chonglin nodded to them, then turned around and walked up the mountain. The others found a rock and sat down to rest.

Ruan Chaoyang found a place, "Young Master Du, come and sit here."

Du Shaorong walked over with long legs. Even in such a dilapidated environment, he was graceful as if he was walking a red carpet. Every frame was a very beautiful picture. When he got closer, he sat on the trunk of a large horizontal tree .

Ruan Chaoyang took out mineral water and handed it to Du Shaorong, "Du Shao, drink some water."

Du Shaorong reached out to take it, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a big gulp. He couldn't help thinking, wondering if Yan Jinzhou was thirsty?

After regaining his senses, he couldn't help but spurn himself, obviously you gave up by yourself, why are you obsessed with it now?

Yan Jinzhou watched in the dark, and Du Shaorong's expressionless handsome face showed several expressions in succession, and he couldn't help laughing, what did he think of?

Suddenly, a bloody smell was blown by the mountain wind, and the hearts of several people couldn't help sinking.

Mei Bingyan asked nervously, "Why is there such a strong smell of blood?"

Bai Xiaoling glanced at Mei Bingyan, "Sister, let's go and have a look?" In this mountain, if you don't see clearly, you can't rest assured.

Mei Bingyan nodded, "Okay."

The three Mojin captains also followed behind the two of them. The presence of the three of them was very weak. In the team, if they were not paying special attention, they would almost be ignored.

Grandpa and grandson also followed behind. They are the guardians of the mountain, so they should know what happened.

Du Shaorong and Ruan Chaoyang stayed where they were.

After passing through a few bushes, the ground began to be stained with blood, and then the carcasses of animals, monkeys, wolves, and even leopards.

Their bodies were shriveled and painful, and there was a scar on their necks. According to various signs, they died of being sucked dry by something.

But they didn't suck all of them, there was some residual blood on the ground.

Some of the bloodstains were dried, some were fresh, but the freshest ones were more than a day old. In other words, something killed these animals to eat here a day ago.

Bai Xiaoling was a little scared, "Senior Sister, did you see anything?"

Mei Bingyan had a serious expression, "Hold the dagger in your hand at any time to deal with emergencies."

Bai Xiaoling nodded, "I see, Senior Sister."

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