The Mortal Immortal

Standing on the branch of an ancient tree, from a distance, a sacred tree with complex patterns and blooming white flowers stood in front of him.

Countless wandering flowers peeled off from this tree and danced around this sacred tree.

Shu Han didn't know how to judge the age of the Changlin clan's sacred tree.

And even if it was a thousand-year-old sacred tree, most of them could not be used as medicine, and the precious tree core must be dug out.

But if the Changlin clan's sacred tree was harmed, would the Changlin clan members quickly find out through the underground network? If they could quickly find out and come to hunt, Shu Han really didn't dare to act rashly in his current state.

The information was too scarce, Shu Han thought about it, but still didn't dare to act directly.

After thinking for a while, suddenly, he saw a Changlin clan member stepping into the air, and Shu Han hurriedly hid his figure.

His clear and bright eyes lit up immediately, and he scanned the man's surroundings and found that there were no other Changlin clan members around him, only him.

And this man was also very strange, without the iconic clothing of the Changlin clan, but wearing the robes of human monks.

Shu Han thought that he was not very strong, so he might as well take him down and force him to tell him about the Changlin clan, which would also facilitate his future actions.

So he began to approach the man quietly.

Because he only used his physical strength, the man did not seem to notice Shu Han approaching.

Suddenly, the man took out a talisman and threw it into the sky. The talisman turned into a flame and soared into the sky.

"Huoyun Shana's communication talisman! Could this person be a monk Huoyun Shana in disguise?"

Swish!

A green light came across the sky and directly intercepted the talisman.

Shu Han: Sure enough, there are others! It is better for me to stay put.

The Changlin clan member in front of the magic saw that the talisman was intercepted, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He flew into the air and prepared to escape.

However, suddenly, another black light broke through the air and hit the back of the man's head directly. Shu Han looked closely and found that it was a black bird that was inserted into the back of his head.

The black bird drilled into the man's brain, and in a moment, the man's head was blown to pieces, and the headless body fell down. Under the ground, the roots of the sacred tree surged out and began to decompose and absorb the man's body.

At this time, a green light flashed from behind Shu Han. It was a female Changlin holding a black longbow.

This woman was eight points similar to the priest, beautiful and gorgeous, with a cold light on her face, and an extremely powerful aura, superior to ordinary late-stage cultivators.

Shu Han shouted in his heart that it was not good, thinking that it was probably this woman who had just spied on him.

This woman looked difficult to deal with, and his vitality had not recovered yet, so it was better to retreat first.

"Don't run! Come out! Don't force me to do it!"

The woman's tone was cold, but there was no murderous intent. Shu Han didn't want to conflict with her for the time being, so he walked out of the bushes.

The woman looked Shu Han up and down with her dark green eyes and asked, "Which tribe are you from? Why are you sneaking around in the forest!"

Shu Han asked back, "Which tribe are you from again! Why did you hurt your own people?"

The woman glanced at the headless Changlin man and asked in surprise, "Our own people?"

Suddenly, she aimed her longbow at Shu Han and said angrily, "You call him your own people? Are you admitting that you are Huoyun Shana's lackey! Die!"

"Wait!"

The woman's eyes showed even more suspicion, and the dark longbow was still not released. She snorted and said, "Ten breaths of time to report your tribe and name, otherwise you will be treated as a traitor!"

"I..."

Shu Han's heart was determined. It seemed that he was exposed and he had to take action. This woman was very powerful and had to be caught off guard and killed with one blow!

Seeing that Shu Han had not answered yet, the woman was not polite and shot an arrow.

The arrow rushed out of the longbow and turned into a flying black bird, directly flying towards Shu Han's face.

Shu Han was about to make a move, when suddenly, a sacred tree flower fell on the crow, and the white light instantly melted the black bird.

Then, the sacred tree flowers wandering around floated over and spun around Shu Han.

When the woman saw this scene, her face was stunned, her pupils dilated, and the longbow in her hand fell unconsciously, and she muttered something.

These flowers were getting closer and closer, and Shu Han hurriedly put aside these flowers that wanted to approach. This thing gave him a very bad impression at first.

But when the woman saw this scene, she rushed over regardless of everything, grabbed Shu Han's arm, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!"

She carefully picked up the flower that Shu Han knocked down, used her own magic power to revitalize it, and sent it into the sky.

Then, she looked at Shu Han, and the hostility in her eyes magically disappeared, but the vigilance and doubts remained.

Shu Han felt a little scared when she stared at him so closely, and he took two steps back. But when he did, she followed him, sniffing Shu Han with her tall nose.

Shu Han felt something was wrong, and the woman said, "You smell strange!"

Shu Han complained in his heart: Shouldn't you look strange? Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

"I'll ask you again, who are you? Which tribe are you from?"

Shu Han saw that she had no intention of killing him, so he didn't prepare to attack, and made up a story, saying that he was beaten by a handsome and extraordinary human monk, and then he couldn't remember anything.

Then he drew a portrait for her, which made the woman frown.

"It's him! Didn't this man get parasitic by the ancestral tree of my mother? He's still alive, no wonder there's no trace of his body anywhere."

Her dark green eyes turned suspiciously, and Shu Han carefully observed her reaction.

Shu Han noticed that the woman was originally full of murderous intent, but now her murderous intent suddenly disappeared, which must be related to these flowers that were close to him.

These are the flowers of the sacred tree. The Changlin tribe believes in the sacred tree, and the sacred tree protects them. He should not be regarded as an enemy.

Although his explanation just now was very ridiculous, it was done intentionally by Shu Han. He wanted to know how the woman would react after hearing such a ridiculous explanation.

If she was still suspicious and alert, Shu Han would have to find a chance to escape. If he completely accepted his explanation just now, Shu Han thought, maybe he could sneak into their Changlin tribe and use them to find the thousand-year-old sacred tree.

As for why the sacred tree suddenly protected him, Shu Han had already made a judgment in his heart. It must be that he was stained with the breath of Hou Tu Xian Soil.

Hou Tu Xian Soil is the treasure that all plants desire.

The woman looked around at Shu Han for a long time, and finally, she knelt on one knee reluctantly and said earnestly: "The ancestral tree appeared. Even if I don't like you, you have been recognized by the ancestral tree, and you have been recognized by the entire Changlin clan. Su Wan'er, the saint of the Liuyue tribe of the Changlin clan, is waiting for your orders!"

Shu Han couldn't help but be ecstatic. He never thought that just the Houtu fairy soil attracted the flowers of the sacred tree and could give him such a high status in the Changlin clan.

This is a wonderful opportunity to use Su Wan'er to find the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old sacred tree.

Shu Han was about to say something, but suddenly, a green light came from the ground. Su Wan'er frowned after receiving the green light, and pulled Shu Han without saying anything, jumped onto the towering ancient tree not far away, and looked at the sacred tree with bated breath.

"This is..."

Su Wan'er suddenly covered Shu Han's mouth and whispered: "Please be quiet, sir. A tribe member reported that a team of Fire Cloud Momentary monks are approaching here."

What!