Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

"Sun...Elder Sun?"

"Don't let him come!"

Liu Xiao was a little confused, but Zhuo Da's attitude was extremely determined.

Before Liu Xiao could ask why, Zhuo Da fired two spells at the shadow in the fog.

He Yu's stream of light turned into a flying knife, thrusting towards the figure lying on the ground, screaming in the voice of Sun Er.

In an instant, the white mist turned into blood mist, and Sun Er's screams also stopped at this moment, and the figure lying on the ground became silent.

"Elder Zhuo, that person just now was not Elder Sun. Why did you..."

Zhuo Da's decisiveness shocked Liu Xiao. The three sects were not hostile to each other, and the three of them had no grudges. Why did I kill the figure suspected of being Sun Er so decisively?

"I don't know if he is Sun Er. I only know that my arm is because he doesn't have it. Look over there."

Zhuo Da pointed towards the ground. The red and white, swollen and shiny flesh tube was twisting continuously at this moment, and the layers on it were like earth dragons.

"Is this, what kind of monster is this? Elder Zhuo, what exactly did you encounter just now?"

Liu Xiao looked at the flesh tube that was still twisting on the ground. It was almost as thick as an arm and could not be seen.

"I don't know, Sun Er threw it over and hit me in the face."

The distance between the three of them was actually not far, only a few steps, but in the heavy fog, nothing could be seen clearly.

"Then why did Elder Sun...disappear?"

Liu Xiao raised his head and looked towards Sun Er. The figure that should have been lying on the ground could only see the mist at this moment.

"He is around. Sun Er was hit by my spell. It is impossible for him to still have the strength to move. He may be controlled by some unknown monster."

All around, the sound of trampling on dead branches and fallen leaves kept changing directions, sometimes in front and sometimes behind.

"This fog is so annoying, I can't see where I am at all."

The two leaned against each other, guarding against attacks that might come at any time.

"There are so many, so many in my ears, can you help me!"

The sound in the fog sounded again.

This situation made the two of them think about the gods and ghosts among mortals.

Could it be that evil cultivator?

Yes, the evil cultivator of soul refining has the magic of soul, and he also transformed the dead Sun Er into a ghost.

The tracking talisman did not respond. Maybe the other party knew that he was recorded by the tracking talisman and used some means to avoid the search.

Thinking that he might have encountered an evil cultivator, Liu Xiao immediately took out his mother-in-law telepathy talisman.

"Move...can't move. Foundation-building spiritual pressure?"

Just as he was about to activate the talisman and inform the sect leader of his location, Liu Xiao found that the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was instantly stagnant, making it impossible to even practice the talisman, let alone activate the talisman.

"How could it be a foundation-building evil cultivator! If it is a foundation-building evil cultivator, then why are the elites of the four sects still alive? I don't want to die."

Both of them were only at the eighth level of Qi refining and had not condensed their magic power, so they were completely helpless in the face of spiritual pressure.

The figure in the mist gradually came closer, and the crazy voice became clearer.

"Help me quickly. There are so many in my ears that I can't pull them out."

Sun Er appeared in their field of vision.

But Sun Er at this moment shocked them.

Both of its ears were filled with red and white meat tubes, which were torn apart as it walked. There were blood stains all over its body. The ground along the way was covered with meat tubes that had been torn off by it.

Sun Er's eyes were round and bloodshot, and he kept repeating the words in his mouth.

The two of them couldn't think of words to describe such a look. Even an evil cultivator who refines corpses and souls would never be so disgusting.

Sun Er stood in front of them like this, the meat tubes in his ears pouring out endlessly.

Soon, the ground was covered with a layer of meat tubes.

Falling to the ground, it continued to twist and surge, slowly forming a wave that moved at a turtle's speed.

Little by little, they got closer to the two of them.

"No, don't, just kill me."

Liu Xiao tried his best to control his legs, but the presence of spiritual pressure made them unable to move.

He could only watch the red and white wave approaching him.

At this moment, they cannot even commit suicide.

The suppression of spiritual pressure tightly suppressed the magic power in the two people's bodies.

A warm feeling came from the soles of the feet and kept crawling upward.

Soon, both of them were completely covered in red and white meat tubes.

The cultivator walked out of the fog and stepped on the ground paved with red and white meat tubes, making a crunching sound.

"A fairy book contains the great road, and it is said that you will live a long and happy life."

The cultivator stretched out his hand, turned into a red and white flesh tube, split into three, and landed on the three of them.

The red and white fleshy tubes all over his body were sucked into his body, leaking out and covering Liu Xiao and Zhuo Da, and Sun Er's full fleshy tubes also disappeared.

The expressions of the three people were no longer frightened, but looked at the monk with excitement and enthusiasm.

Without the spiritual pressure, the three of them immediately knelt down in front of the cultivator and thanked him loudly.

"The Immortal recreates Chitu'er. I would like to thank the Immortal for giving me the immortal method."

"Immortal magic should be passed down to the world, and you should be children. Follow me to extradite others."

The cultivator made a seal with one hand in front of him, looking down at the three of them with an expressionless face.

"We are very lucky to follow the immortal."

The three of them responded in unison and followed the monk.

There is something more in the bodies and dantian of the three of them.

A piece of red and white flesh-colored rhizome.

A piece of rhizome from the fairy tree.

The fairy tree is the fairy.

This stem is the method of immortality.

The three souls have been wiped out, and what remains is the soul that has evolved from this rhizome.

After obtaining the rhizome, they will gradually transform into a physique similar to that of the immortal tree, but they cannot practice without bottlenecks like the immortal tree.

Because their essence is a section of the rhizome of the immortal tree, the growth of the rhizome cannot bring a breakthrough in the realm, but only allows their lifespan to easily reach ten thousand years, and their cultivation talent is improved.

Following the planted monk, the three people, or three root shoots, disappeared in the fog.

Next, we have to find another target.

The order received by the planted monk is to kill the monks who approached the map. As an immortal tree, his instinct is to teach other mortals the way to longevity.

Therefore, he will transform all the monks he senses into his own root shoots.

He is the eldest among his brothers and sisters. The will of the Lord makes him walk ahead of his brothers and sisters, so he must do everything possible to grow himself so that he can become the main consciousness of the mother tree in the future.