Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 32 The Mountain of Spiritual Roots
Through the long corridor, the last stone hall surprised him a little.

There were gravel scattered all over the hall, and there was a large pit in the middle, and water was gushing out, but the water only flowed in the pit and did not overflow.From the shape of the broken stones, it can be seen that there should have been a pool in this hall, but the person in front of them roughly smashed the entire pool to shreds in order to find something, leaving the place in a mess.

I don't know if he is like me, he has gone through all the hardships to get here, but he can't find any bullshit opportunity, so he is so embarrassed that he overturns the pool to vent his anger.Liu Qinghuan thought bitterly, he even suspected that a lot of people had already visited this maze, otherwise the whole maze would not be so clean, and there would not even be any slag left.It's a pity that there is nothing else here for him to vent his anger, so he can only sigh helplessly, it seems that this trip is destined to come home empty-handed.Forget it, it is serious to arrive at Haoyuan City early.

He turned around and was about to go out, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a green flash in the gravel.

Liu Qinghuan took a step and walked to the corner to remove the gravel, only to see a stick-like stick sticking out from the sapphire brick.

The skin of the wooden stick is smooth blue, that is, there is no branch or leaf, only a small part of the ground is slightly protruded, and it is really impossible to see what it is.Call it grass, it looks too strange, it doesn't even have a leaf, and its figure is too thin and small to say that it is a tree, but it is similar to a small wooden stick that happened to be inserted in the cracks of the bricks by the roadside, but it also has a little bit on it. Seemingly lifeless, not like a dead thing.Moreover, after wandering around the maze for so long, all he saw was water, and it was the first time he saw grass and trees, so he couldn't help but be very curious.

Using his fingers like a knife, he carefully cut open the two-inch thick jade brick around the wooden stick, and then peeled off the soil layer below. I saw that the wooden stick had densely packed tiny roots, but unlike other plants and trees, the roots were not directed toward him. The four sides stretched out, but were tightly entangled like a mess.

This is very interesting.He reached out to take a closer look.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred!
It was too late to speak, but the wooden stick dragged the roots and rushed towards Liu Qinghuan at a lightning-fast speed.Liu Qinghuan was leaning down very close to it, but he was so terrified that he leaned back and reached out to block it, but only caught a cyan afterimage.

But in the blink of an eye, the stick had already disappeared into his body.

Liu Qinghuan only felt that her dantian was cold, and the next moment, the pain that devastated the world came from her dantian.He let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground with a "thump", unconscious.

At this time, a strange scene was taking place in Liu Qinghuan's dantian.

In the center of the sea-like Dantian, there is a small mountain like an island, which is the appearance of Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots. All the spiritual power revolves around this mountain of spiritual roots.Liu Qinghuan is the root of the three lines of wood, water and soil, and the root of wood is the main root, so most of the mountains of Linggen are blue, and the yellow representing the root of the earth is in the lower part of the mountain, like the earth supporting the blue mountain, and the blue representing the root of water The color is at the bottom layer, and it surrounds the surroundings like azure sea water.

At this time, an uninvited guest came to the mountain.

After the wooden stick entered Liu Qinghuan's dantian, it fell directly to the top of the mountain.It spreads its roots comfortably and wiggles gently.Afterwards, those roots and whiskers sprang out like snakes, winding all the way along the blue mountain, and soon they were densely covered with the mountain wall.

The azure mountain swayed slightly as if it had been strangled, but it was of no avail. The roots could only be allowed to spread until they plunged into the yellow soil and stretched out into the blue water.

Soon, the roots wrapped the entire spiritual root tightly, and the mountain of spiritual roots could no longer maintain its appearance.

If Liu Qinghuan was sober, he would definitely find out how similar his spiritual roots were to that wooden stick!
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan's spiritual roots were restored to their original appearance, Mu Zhu'er seemed extremely satisfied. The roots patted the trembling spiritual roots like tentacles, as if they were comforting in a low voice.

After the spirit root calmed down, it turned into a phantom and slowly dissolved into Liu Qinghuan's spirit root body. At this time, the unconscious Liu Qinghuan's whole body trembled like a sieve, his face was painful and hideous, and the blue veins were like a horned dragon. Standing like roots.

When the wooden stick is completely dissolved, the roots that were originally wrapped around the outside are all retracted into the root body, and everything is restored as before, as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes from the coma.He lay on the ground wondering for a moment, and the next second he remembered the scene before he fell into a coma, and couldn't help touching his waist and abdomen in panic.

It was fine there, no more holes, no less flesh, and no other strange sensations on the rest of the body.

Close your eyes and look inside your dantian.The blue sea of ​​spiritual energy was shimmering with microwaves, and the mountain of spiritual roots in the center was no different.Liu Qinghuan's consciousness went up into the sea, and he searched every corner of his dantian, but he couldn't find the figure of the wooden stick.

"Impossible, it's impossible not to be abnormal!" Liu Qinghuan muttered to himself, extremely annoyed in his heart.He searched again and again, but found nothing.

"What the hell is going on here, what exactly is that wooden stick!" He anxiously dropped his consciousness on the mountain of spiritual roots, and stood on a high place overlooking the entire dantian.

The dantian is the birthplace of the cultivator. If something invades, it is like hanging your life on the belt of your pants. If something is wrong, it may be the end of the body.Now he clearly knows that there is an unknown wooden stick that has invaded in, but he can't find it, how can he not be anxious!
It's just that he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the sea of ​​spiritual power seemed to be extraordinarily happy at this time. From time to time, a bunch of spiritual power would jump out of the sea of ​​​​spirits. After pulling a spiritual flower on the sea, he jumped back into the sea. .Especially the mountain of Linggen where he is located, the whole mountain is surrounded by spiritual energy, and countless clouds transformed by spiritual power are floating in the mountains. That's it.

Feeling quietly for a while, Liu Qinghuan's mood slowly calmed down.No matter what the purpose of the wooden stick is or where it is, the only thing that can be done is the soldiers who come to block the water and drown the soil.

Get your mind sorted, come out of the stone hall, and return to the bluestone labyrinth outside.He was too frightened today, and now he just wants to get out of this weird maze quickly.

An hour later, the passage vibrated, Liu Qinghuan walked along the current, and soon realized that this was not the backflowing lake water.He was in a coma for a day and a night!Worry lingered in my heart again: what happened this day and night?

The passage that I passed through has not been visited before. In this way, it will take two hours for the lake to reach the stone hall before it reaches the stone hall. It can be seen that the place to go this time is farther from the big lake.

After a stick of incense, the speed of the water suddenly increased, and Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard and fell out, feeling a faint light leaking from the top of his head.He glanced around, and before he could take a closer look, a fiery red figure rushed towards him like a cannonball from the top of his head, and his mouth with sharp teeth opened and closed violently, completely covering the body behind it.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, and when he raised his hand, there were a few thorns.The wood thorns brought out a white mark in the water and stabbed at each other.What surprised Liu Qinghuan was that after hearing a few "clicks" and opening and closing the fish's mouth a few times, one of the thorns was snapped into several pieces.It still refuses to give up, chasing after the other wooden thorns and biting hard, with that kind of aura that will definitely make you smashed to pieces, it makes people feel cold.

I actually encountered a dragon scale fish!Could this be Tianyuan River?

Liu Qinghuan had already taken this opportunity to put on the purple cloud awning and dodged aside.After biting the wood thorn, the fish couldn't find his figure, slapped the fish's mouth angrily, and turned back to chase the broken wood thorn.

It made a lot of noise, and it attracted a few dragon scale fish, all chasing the wood thorn and biting it, until the wood thorn turned into a pile of broken wood slag, which floated away in the water.The latter one saw that there was nothing to bite, so stupidly, he bit the tail of the previous fish, and the bitten fish suffered pain, and turned around and took a bite.The two fish rushed towards each other viciously with bubbling eyes, fish scales flying around and flesh and blood splattered.

Liu Qinghuan ducked behind the stones at the bottom of the water, and watched more fish join the battle in a stunned manner.These fish are horrible, a group of neurotic fish.

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