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"Senior, I don't know, but these days the sacred mulberry trees all grow from the same root. In fact, they are just the same sacred tree." This matter is not a secret, the old man explained without hiding anything.
"So that's it. I've heard for a long time that the Tiansang Sacred Tree is second only to the three sacred trees. It turns out that it looks like this. It really opened Han's eyes." Han Li said with admiration.
Then, when Han Li followed the monk to a place that looked like trees, suddenly the nearby spiritual energy swayed, his eyes blurred, and the scenery suddenly changed dramatically.
A hill hundreds of feet high appeared in front of us, and with this hill as the center, numerous attic towers of different sizes were built on all sides, and some monks seemed to be walking in and out of it constantly.
"You go away and go about your own business. I'll take you two seniors over there." At this time, the old man waved his hand to the other monks and ordered.
When the other monks heard this, they immediately accepted the order and left one after another.
Han Li and the puppet followed the old man straight to the top of the mountain, where there was a large wooden hall made of giants.
Outside the palace gate, there were four monks in green armor standing there, each holding an identical Chang Ge.
The old man took Han Li and the two of them and landed directly at the entrance of the wooden hall. The four monks were expressionless and motionless, like puppets.
Han Li raised the corner of his mouth, feeling a little surprised.
Although the cultivation of these four people is only at the foundation-building stage, the essence of wood spiritual energy in them is far beyond that of monks of the same level. Moreover, Han Li can tell at a glance that both the armor and the Changge are top-level wood-attributed spiritual weapons. , it¡¯s really a bit weird.
Seemingly seeing Han Li¡¯s surprise, the old man smiled and took the initiative to explain:
"These are Wood Spirit Guards who have been personally trained by our master. They are monks who specialize in practicing a special technique with the help of the power of the Heavenly Mulberry Tree. Although their cultivation level is not high, they are good at combined attacks. Seniors, if you have the opportunity If so, you might as well give me some advice.¡±
"Well, it is indeed very different from ordinary monks." Han Li nodded.
Seeing Han Li's noncommittal look, the old man was naturally sensible and didn't say anything more.
The structure of the wooden palace is not complicated. Apart from one hall, there is only one side hall. Therefore, when Han Li and others walked into the hall, they immediately spotted a tall man standing in the hall with his back to them. Shadow, green robe, white hair like snow.
When the old man saw this figure, his expression immediately changed and he bowed deeply. Then he stood aside silently and stood with his hands tied.
"Fellow Taoist is Old Man Kuzhu?" Han Li stared at the man's back without blinking.
"Yes, I am Kuzhu. The two faces are very unfamiliar. Could it be that they are fellow Taoists from the interior? May I ask your name?" The man in green robe turned around after a long laugh.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and saw that the white-haired man had red lips, white teeth, and handsome features. He looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but his face was covered with a faint green aura.
Seeing the other party¡¯s appearance, Han Li was naturally surprised.
This old man from Kuzhu turned out to be as good at beautifying his appearance as he was, which was beyond his expectation. He expected to see an old man with wrinkles on his face.
Although the old man Kuzhu was smiling, when he saw Han Li's appearance clearly, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"It is true that we are not overseas monks. My surname is Han, and this is my senior brother, surnamed Li. I hope fellow Taoists will not take offense to this unpretentious visit." Han Li said politely.
"Where! These two fellow Taoists are not ordinary people. They can come to this island before the owner of the island can welcome them. This fellow Taoist Li's cultivation is even more unpredictable. I can't judge the realm of cultivation. This is really disappointing to me. It's an eye-opener." Old Kuzhu said with a sudden smile after looking at Han Li and the humanoid puppet for a few times.
¡°Obviously, the Lord of the Island regarded Han Li¡¯s puppet as a Nascent Soul cultivator practicing some mysterious technique, and was greatly surprised.
"Fellow Taoist is so humble. The name of Taoist Friend Kuzhu is also heard by both of us." Han Li smiled slightly.
"Haha, please sit down and try the mulberry tea unique to this island." The old man Kuzhu smiled softly and asked Han Li and Han Li to sit down.
After the "popping" sounded two crisp applause, several young women practiced the tea tray immediately and walked into the temple. He brewed a pot of light green spiritual tea for each of the three of them, and then respectfully left the wooden hall.
"Mulberry tea, is this tea related to the Tianmulus sacred tree?" Han Li lowered his head and looked at the spiritual tea on the table, sensing the wood spiritual energy in the tea, and asked with an expression on his face.
"Taoyou has good eyesight, this is indeed the result of the Tianmulus Sacred Tree."Colorful runes emerged, and then a layer of five-color shield emerged from the sound of these symbols, covering the whole body in it.
"Hey! Could it be that fellow Daoist comes from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang? This technique seems to be the famous spirit pattern technique of the Poison Saint Sect?" Old Kuzhu asked in shock when he saw the strange appearance on the puppet's face.
"No." Although Han Li was moved when he heard this, he controlled the puppet and replied expressionlessly.
"Oh, it turns out that I was mistaken. But this magical power of fellow Taoist really looks very similar to the spirit pattern technique." A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, and he replied in a calm voice, obviously he was dissatisfied with the humanoid puppet's words. , not quite convinced.
But he didn¡¯t ask any more questions, but when he saw the puppet taking a defensive posture and no longer making any moves, as if it had no intention of attacking at all, he couldn¡¯t help but feel annoyed in his heart, and he felt faintly looked down upon. Immediately his face darkened, and several low spells came from his mouth.
There was a buzzing sound from the flying swords above the head, and then all the flying swords shook at the same time. Hundreds of feet long sword energy spurted out from the sword array, turning into a dense sword shadow and shooting towards the opposite side. On the way They joined together and turned into a forest of cold light, dazzling and dazzling. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com