Taoist chanting

Chapter 379 He Is A Tree
Backed by a big tree, on the top of a small hill with beams, Zhang Wenfeng witnessed the brutal killing more than ten miles away. He immersed himself in a "quiet" state of mind, recited scriptures silently, and watched the life and death scenes in the world as an outsider. His eyes gradually became indifferent like grass and trees Ruthless, unconsciously, the whole person does not seem to exist.

The breath and energy are integrated in the forest on the top of the mountain, take root in the ground, and stand upright between the heaven and the earth.

The mountain badger squatting at his feet was dozing off with blurred eyes, and the venom in its body had not been completely dissolved.

Suddenly unable to sense the Lord's breath, the mountain badger woke up with a jolt, turned his head to see that the Lord was still there, and sniffed the pant legs with his nose. It didn't smell like the Lord, but seeing is believing, it does not entangle The master was playing hide-and-seek, and continued to doze off watching the great battle in the distance.

Without being there, the fighting and killing made the mountain badger feel very boring.

How nice to have a good night's sleep when you have that free time.

Zhang Wenfeng accidentally turned his breath into trees with a still state of mind, and felt a trace of the Tao rhyme of "the great way is merciless". His cultivation base and state of mind rose rapidly, like new bamboo shoots bathed in spring rain, rising one by one.

He can clearly perceive this state of himself, and he doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

Simply let nature take its course, being a tree is also very good, it can let go of all the negative emotions accumulated in his body.

There is no thinking, no action, no movement, and the reason why the world is connected by feeling.

Witnessing the battle in the distance from eruption to conclusion, and "capturing" a black shadow flying towards us from the direction of Biyi Peak, he watched with cold eyes, not intending to block it.

He is a tree, a tree without worldly fighting concepts in his mind.

He wants to use the "vision" of the tree to observe the ups and downs, ups and downs, and ups and downs of the world.

As the black shadow approached, he "saw" that the black shadow was full of ferocious arrogance, as if there were countless grievances lingering around him, and his evil karma was prominent, obviously it was not accumulated from a war.

The barbaric god whose divine power was running fast and slow in his body suddenly let out a surprised "Hey" and looked down. He had already noticed the mountain badger staring at him and grinning. He saw the mountain badger standing in front of the big tree. Wearing a black robe human.

It was the human kid with the imprint of "God's Fate".

It's really strange, that kid is only at the second level of cultivation, and he was able to hide from his detection.

It's such a weird concealment method, there is no breath at all, if it wasn't for flying close to detect a trace of "God's Fate", I would have missed it just now.

The reason why he took the risk to hunt the third-order earth spirit at noon was because he was attracted by the "divine favor" on the human boy. He noticed that the boy had the aura of a god's treasure, and guessed that there might be fragments of the golden body. To him , the fragments and golden guts of other gods are great tonics, and it takes a little time to refine the rich incense in them and improve one's own strength.

It is very difficult for a god like him who is not recognized by the court to obtain incense.

Over the years, he has diligently collected and captured more than [-] natives and monsters. It seems that the number is quite large. The daily incense is messy and chaotic. It takes him a lot of time to purify it, but what he gets is not much, and he can barely maintain it.

What made his heart bleed was the descendants of prisoners who bred for 500 years, and the group of believers who were extremely devout to him, fought against wild animals and harsh environments in the mountains, and endured long and difficult years without food and clothing, but all of them died. Lost in this battle.

Quickly estimated that more than ten miles away, the remnants of Biyi Peak's mountain god formation could still trap two third-level monsters for at least [-] breaths, and he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the small hill on the right.

A windfall is in front of his eyes, don't let it go in vain.

By the way, no more than twenty breaths will be lost.

He wondered if the newborn gods could give "divine favor"?Could it be an old guy who escaped the catastrophe like him and fell asleep for 500 years of spiritual energy decline?
He didn't have that much time to catch him alive, he waited for him to get closer, he could use his strength well, after beating him to death, he would withdraw his soul and leave, and he would interrogate the details after he stabilized.

Perhaps, if he could ask about a god in trouble, that would be a windfall.

Flying to the top of the mountain, meeting the eyes of that weird boy, Man Shen's heart skipped a beat. Why didn't the boy's eyes fluctuate at all, and his indifference didn't look like the expression a human being should have when he is in danger?
Just as he was about to whip his whip away, the trees in front of him grew wildly and the green mist filled the air, and he lost sight of the boy.

The Man God almost laughed angrily. Even if he wanted to resolve the Twilight Grass Essence that was making trouble in his body, he was not a little hairy god at the mercy of others, but he was calculated by the other party to enter an inexplicable woodland illusion.

He stomped his feet and shouted loudly: "Break!"

The Shinto incense turned into black air and rolled forward.

The easiest way for a high-level to deal with a low-level illusion attack is to rely on force to break. Just one click can cause the opponent to suffer from the backlash of the illusion and be harmed by it.

The little fellow who dared to trap him with illusions.

The huge tree shook wildly, the branches and leaves made a "click" sound, and some trees broke. However, to Manshen's surprise, he failed to break the illusion in front of him with a single blow. Surrounded by green mist, grass, shrubs and vines grew wildly and entwined towards him.

It made him a little unclear for a while, is this fucking magic or illusion?

Of course he would not let the vegetation get entangled, all the vines, grass stems, branches and leaves that were close to his body five feet away were all reduced to ashes, with a wave of his right hand, "crack", the inverted mountain whip slammed on the giant tree in front of him.

Whether it's spells or illusions, he doesn't believe that they can stop him from attacking with a whip.

The trees collapsed like mountains and seas, debris and branches and leaves flew all over the sky, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

He saw the black-robed boy standing alone in front of a broken tree thirty feet away, still showing a distasteful expression. The mountain badger rushed to the front to block his whipping, and rolled into the distance like a cloud and fog. The mountain ridge crashed, "boom", a pothole appeared in the rock, and the mountain badger disappeared without a trace.

"Twist!"

The barbarian heard a cry of indifference that did not resemble a human being. He wanted to fight against the troubles in his body. He slowed down by a beat, and let the six dark red vines spring up from the ground wrap around his upper body. can bother him.

"Hei Yan, burn it for me!"

The dark red vines blazed with black flames and exploded with "crackling" noises, but they didn't burn and crack the vines for a while.

Man Shen was a little flustered, he didn't expect this kid to be so weird, every time he used spells were unusual and difficult.

"Tch", the sword light pierced through the air from thirty feet away, Man Shen no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, black mist billowed from his body, sharp cold light hit his body, and there was an ear-piercing rubbing sound.

Zhang Wenfeng had already escaped from that strange state of turning into a tree. He felt that the "Giant Tree Illusory Life Technique" he used just now was unexpectedly powerful. It was enough for him to be proud of being able to trap a third-level barbarian for a moment.

And in that state, the supernatural power "Intertwining Curse" was cast, and the toughness of the thorny wire vine was doubled.

He didn't dare to come forward to stab with his sword, worried that the barbarian god would have a way to make him suffer, so he stabbed with sword after sword into the gap between the huge group of vines with black flames. Just procrastinate as long as possible.

He still kept the strongest sword supernatural power and didn't use it. In case the barbarian god escaped, and the earth spirit and the others hadn't arrived, he would use it to delay for a while, and the mountain badger would block the whip for him. He didn't know whether he would live or die. Haunted barbarians.

He will not be arrogant to think that he has the ability to kill gods.

Being able to trap Manshen by chance in such a way, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

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(End of this chapter)