Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 273 The Strange Tree and the Old Fox
Legend has it that there was a kind of building wood in ancient times, which could connect the sky and the earth, and it was extremely huge. The tree in front of Song Qingshu felt like that building wood. You can't see its top when you look up, and you can't see its roots when you look down.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but wonder, if there are towering giant trees in this forest, why didn't they see them on the volcano before?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly found a giant tree not far away, and suddenly trembled.

This trembling was like breaking a silver bottle, and a drizzle suddenly fell from the sky, hitting Song Qingshu's body, but he didn't feel wet at all. Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to catch some raindrops, but found that the raindrops fell into his hands , it melted directly into the palm without any trace.

At the same time, Song Qingshu seemed to hear a clear and bright voice sounding in his head.

"hello……"

The voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and the voice was intermittent and a little unsmooth.

Song Qingshu looked at the giant tree and found that the sound seemed to come from here.

He walked curiously.

But no matter how he walked, he couldn't walk into the giant log, as if he was always standing still.

"Young...you...don't...come...leave..." The voice came again.

Song Qingshu listened intermittently, but he could hear those two words clearly.

want me to leave?I don't!He snorted coldly in his heart, stomped his feet suddenly, and wanted to shatter the ground to see if he could break the situation like a ghost hitting a wall.

But when he stomped his foot, he realized that his foot sank deeply, as if stepping into a muddy pond.

He frowned, and with a sudden force, he pulled out his feet. He thought that there would be all kinds of filth under his feet, but he found that they were as clean as ever.

Song Qingshu sneered, and walked straight forward. This time, with a firm mind, he learned to swim fast, took the last step, and came to the giant tree.

Standing under the giant tree, he realized that the giant tree was getting taller and taller.

He looked to the left and right, but he couldn't see the edge at all, and then looked up, and saw the sky above his head, the wide tree trunk piercing the sky, not to mention the edge, even the main trunk was a little unclear .

Song Qingshu discovered that the giant tree was getting taller and taller.

At this moment, he couldn't help but have a thought of retreating. After all, he couldn't deal with such a tall giant tree no matter what.

And thinking of the piles of bones that he saw just before entering the forest, it seems that this giant tree is still carnivorous, if he doesn't recede now, he may become a dead bone under the tree.

At this moment, the voice came again: "Retreat...Retreat..."

Song Qingshu pondered for a moment, then turned around and prepared to retreat. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, the farther away from this giant tree the better!

But when he just took the first step, the golden core in his dantian was suddenly shaken, and a stream of innate qi was like an electric current, swimming through the meridians of his body at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, Song Qingshu's mind suddenly cleared, and when he looked closely, there were still gloomy trees and thick fog around him.

Song Qingshu turned around abruptly, and looked at the giant tree. He saw that there was no sign of the giant tree, but on the open space, there was a strange tree with gnarled branches, upside-down leaves, and full of burrs. .

I saw the tree tumor shrinking and rising very rhythmically, as if it was breathing. As it "breathed", strands of black mist diffused from the tree tumor.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and walked towards the strange tree.

The strange tree seemed to be conscious. Seeing Song Qingshu walk in, the tree tumor "breathed" faster and faster, and the wisps of black mist became thicker, and it seemed as if it would wrap Song Qingshu in.

Song Qingshu's body shook, and a pale golden light suddenly spread all over his body, forcing the black mist out of his body, so that no trace of it could invade again.

Song Qingshu walked in front of the strange tree, and saw a human face on the trunk, with eyes, ears, nose and mouth clearly visible, very vivid.

"So it's you who is playing tricks again!" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and reached out to touch that face.

At this time, that face suddenly opened a pair of eyes, and saw that the eyes were strangely purple, staring straight at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu frowned suddenly, he didn't believe that there are trees in the world that become spirits, let alone human eyes growing from tree trunks.

So he stretched out two fingers and poked at the eyes.

The next moment, those eyes suddenly flew away from the face, Song Qingshu looked, only to find that those eyes were actually two strange butterflies.

The two butterflies fluttered around Song Qingshu and flew deep into the woods.

"Hmph!" Song Qingshu said coldly, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

As he said that, he slapped that face suddenly, and the tree trunk burst open immediately, and the green juice splashed randomly.

As the tree's face was broken, a shrill cry suddenly sounded in the entire forest. The scalp of the person who heard this sound was numb, and the heart felt chills involuntarily.

But as soon as the golden core in Song Qingshu's body turned, the chill was dissipated without a trace.

"Call again! Call me again and I'll burn you!" Song Qingshu said to that face.

The next moment, the sound of the cry disappeared suddenly, and the strange tree trembled suddenly, and the branches pressed down towards Song Qingshu, like a huge palm, trying to hold Song Qingshu in the palm.

Song Qingshu shook his shoulders, and the golden light exploded, sending the branches of the strange tree flying around.

Then he raised his right hand high, not intending to delay any longer. On the palm of that hand, wisps of golden light surged, exuding infinite power.

The branches of the strange tree trembled wildly, as if knowing that he was about to face a catastrophe, the leaves of the tree fell one by one, and kept floating in front of Song Qingshu's eyes, as if to use this method again to beg Song Qingshu for mercy.

Song Qingshu was unmoved, his right hand had already accumulated enough qi, his hand was a sword, and the sword was also a hand, he just waited for one blow of the sword to break this strange tree.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind the tree.

"This person, please let me go!"

The voice was sharp and slender, although it spoke human language, it did not sound like human voice.

Song Qingshu sternly said: "What? Get out!"

The next moment, I saw a fiery red furry thing coming out from behind the tree.

Song Qingshu took a closer look, it was a big fox!

The fox looked at Song Qingshu with a pair of slender eyes, full of fear.

"Sure enough, it's a place beyond the realm of transformation. There's no dragon veins to suppress it, so there will be monsters and monsters!" Song Qingshu said sharply.

The fox lowered his head towards Song Qingshu, but he didn't open his mouth, but there was a voice: "This person, we are just creatures who have some chances. It's not easy to cultivate. Why do we have to kill them all?"

Song Qingshu said: "Then what about the fact that you deceived me with black mist?"

The fox said: "The old tree emits black mist, it is acting on instinct, there is no right or wrong. I hope you will forgive me."

Song Qingshu said again: "Then what about you, who did you learn the human language from?"

The fox said: "Mountain and wild spirits are strange. After a long time, they will know some human language. It's not surprising."

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that the strange tree and the fox must have lived on the Ice and Fire Island for some time.

This island of ice and fire is yin and yang, and it is located overseas. Without the suppression of dragon veins, it is easier for all kinds of beasts to cultivate into spirits.

It's just that this is the first time Song Qingshu has seen that this old tree can become a spirit.

He suddenly thought of something, and said: "If I'm not wrong, you learned the human language from the three people in that cave!"

The fox's hair trembled, as if someone had discovered the secret in its heart, and a feeling called impending catastrophe surged in its animal heart.

(End of this chapter)