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"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a bolt of lightning struck out of thin air.

"Crack!" Lightning struck directly on a peach tree not far from the camphor tree.

"Well?"

Zhang Yu was stunned. He usually hit the ball with lightning accuracy, but this time he missed the target so badly.

He then recited another spell and threw a thunder talisman into the sky.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise.

"Crack!"

Lightning struck, and a date tree not far away was hit.

"I" Zhang Yu was surprised, how could he miss two consecutive hits.

He stared closely at the camphor tree in front of him, his attention even more focused this time.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

A camphor tree not far away was struck.

"Nimabo, what's going on? Have you seen a ghost?" Zhang Yu couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"I don't believe I can't hit you!" Zhang Yu's temper got worse, and he took out six or seven thunder talismans from his pocket.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!".

Good guy, in the blink of an eye, there was lightning and thunder on the top of the forest farm, and sparks were flying everywhere.

Forest farm hotel at the foot of the mountain.

Fifth Young Master and Uncle Du were still standing by the window. They could see three lightning bolts clearly. Now, it's great, it's turned into lightning and thunder.

Looking at this situation, there may be more than three trees that were chopped down.

"W-what's going on? There's so much thunder tonight." The fifth young master said in surprise.

"There are unpredictable circumstances. I just don't know if any trees will be hit tonight. Of course, the more the better," Uncle Du said.

Naturally, they were not the only ones who saw the lightning. People were now standing in front of every window of the hotel.

"The thunder was strong enough tonight." "Who said it wasn't?" "I wonder if the tree we raised can be hit." "I hope it can be hit." "I really want to go up the mountain and have a look now. "Come on, it's just this heavy rain and this lightning. Going up the mountain will be a bit dangerous. Don't rush it, just wait and see it early tomorrow morning. You'll know."

There are now such discussions in every room of the hotel, and everyone who has raised a thunder split wood is full of expectations. In the past, it was always difficult for my tree to be struck. There were so many thunders tonight. If I was lucky, I might be struck.

The thunder on the mountain finally came to an end.

But the heavy rain was still raging, and everyone stood by the windows and continued to wait. They all hoped that God would continue to thunder.

It's a pity that Zhang Yu is not God.

At this moment, Zhang Yu was still standing in front of the camphor tree. He was tired and out of breath.

"This this."

Zhang Yu was a little confused. He had used almost all his skills just now. In addition to the lightning-inducing technique, he also used lightning techniques.

The palm thunder shot out from the palm, obviously aiming at the camphor tree, but it just slipped past the trunk of the tree. Zhang Yu had never seen such a thing before.

"It can't be a tree spirit." At this moment, Zhang Yu had this thought in his mind.

He then took out the copper coins from his pocket, and 108 copper coins instantly formed a money sword. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yu took out another fire talisman. The fire talisman was printed on the sword. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it.

"Buzz buzz"

The sword screamed loudly, and the money sword was already glowing with a flaming red glow.

The money sword was pointed at the camphor tree and was about to be shot out.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't be serious, can you?"

Suddenly, a young man's urgent voice rang out.

"Who?" Zhang Yu asked sharply.

"I" the young man's voice rang again.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"I am right in front of you, I am a camphor tree." The young man said aggrievedly.

"Sure enough, it's a tree spirit!" Zhang Yu was shocked and aimed his money sword at the camphor wood.

"Don't, don't, don't do it. Don't do anything. I'm different from them. It's useless for you to kill me." Listening to the young man's voice, it seemed that he was about to cry.

"What's the difference between you and them?" Zhang Yu asked carelessly.

"They are Yin spirits cultivating in the tree. After being struck to death by lightning, the spiritual energy entered the tree, making the tree also have spiritual energy. But I am different. There are no Yin spirits in my tree. If you kill me, I will die. It won’t do you any good,” the young man said aggrievedly.

"You are just a tree spirit. If I chop you to death, I will do it for heaven!" Zhang Yu said sternly.

At the same time, Zhang Yu now understood that no wonder when he passed this tree, he felt different from other trees.

Other trees were either normal or had yin energy, but this one, with evil energy on it, turned out to be a tree spirit.

"The key is that I have never done anything bad. Please be merciful, Master. My cultivation is not easy." The young man said bitterly.

"You have never done anything bad, so why do I think you are evil?" Zhang Yu asked.

"You also said that I am a tree spirit. In fact, I was not like this before. It is because there are too many Yin spirits who practice here. They practice at night, so I will be infected with some evil spirits. But I am normal during the day. "The young man said eagerly again.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu looked at the camphor tree and said, "Why were you staring at me furtively when I came yesterday?"

"I just took a look and had no intention of harming anyone. This is really the truth. I didn't know you knew how to teach the Dharma at that time," the young man said quickly.

"Now you know?" Zhang Yu said lightly.

"I knew it last night when you offered sacrifices to the rain and chopped down those two jujube trees. Great Immortal," the young man said in a flattering tone.

"Don't open your mouth, Great Immortal. Shut up, Immortal. I'm not an Immortal yet. By the way, let me ask you something. Why couldn't I hit you when I thundered just now?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Every tree can automatically inspire its innate talent after becoming a spirit. My talent is lightning protection," the young man said honestly.

"So, after you become a climate, the thunder will not be able to kill you?" Zhang Yu asked.

"It's possible. I just dodge ordinary sky thunder, which is a bit better than other tree spirits. However, I still can't dodge five thunders and I'm afraid of fire." The young man was honest.

"No matter how long I tried, I couldn't hit you." Zhang Yu felt relieved and said, "You couldn't have put up the guardrail above you yourself, right?"

"I pressed it myself. If I didn't press one, someone might have to cut me off," the young man said aggrievedly.

"So, you're quite capable. You've become a spirit and you're still afraid of being chopped?" Zhang Yu said calmly.

"I'm actually not very capable. I just saw one being removed that day, so I put it on myself while no one was paying attention. You may not be able to kill me by cutting it down at night, but if you cut it down during the day, I will definitely die." The tree spirit was bitter again, haha said.

"Then how did you press it?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"That's it." The voice calmed down, and then looked at the camphor tree. The branches on it suddenly stretched out, and they were able to roll up the surrounding guardrails by themselves.

He performed a show by pulling the guardrail out and then inserting it again.

This action seemed quite honest, and he didn't dare to do anything offensive in the slightest.

"You're quite capable." Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Then what do you think you are here? If you haven't harmed anyone now, do you plan to harm others in the future?"

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