Eternal Life: The Emperor Has Gone Mad

"We didn't find any clues." The Weaving Spider sighed. Over the years, the demons have spent a lot of effort to investigate this matter, but they have never obtained any effective information. With the convening of the Hongmeng Conference, it has become more difficult after the God Court was closed. "You don't need to explore too much now." Xuan Li interrupted the discussion between the two, "This matter is still too far away for you." "Just like the World Tree." The Weaving Spider added. Xuan Li looked at her with dissatisfaction and continued: "Your focus now should still be on Daxia. The power of Fengdu Ghost Mansion is much stronger than you think." The Weaving Spider nodded, and she added again: "The demon world is completely broken, but the ghost world is safe and sound." "They are very deep!" "Don't say it!" Seeing that Li Yannian's face showed a little curiosity again, Xuan Li couldn't help but stand up: "I will send you back to Daxia now!" Li Yannian felt quite regretful. He thought for a moment and asked, "Can you two help me separate them?"

"Send all the power and treasures in this body back to Daxia for me, and send this consciousness to a small world for me?"

"Oh, where are you going?"

"Ningyuan Blessed Land, it is the upper realm of Daxia and the next target of Daxia's attack."

Xuan Li silently calculated in his mind.

It's not far away.

There is no strong backing.

It is indeed a good target for attack.

"Okay." He nodded and agreed.

"Thank you!"

Li Yannian stood up, and just when Xuan Li was about to cast a spell, the Weaving Life Sky Spider pushed him aside: "Let me do it this time."

She pointed her fingertips,

Swish!

A faint shadow separated from Li Yannian's body in an instant. With the appearance of the shadow, Li Yannian's body immediately lost consciousness. He closed his eyes tightly and his whole body was stiff.

The body is the embodiment of his power, and the phantom is his consciousness.

"Let's go!"

The Fate Weaving Spider flicked his fingertips, and the two bodies instantly turned into streams of light and sank into the void.

"What did you do to him?"

Xuan Li frowned, and there was something wrong with the power fluctuations just now.

The Fate Weaving Spider smiled and said, "I just set some conditions for his consciousness clone. That kid is too radical. I hope he can be more cautious."

Xuan Li shook his head: "I'm afraid he won't do what you want."

"Ha, then wait and see."

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Daxia.

Da Ziming Palace.

Li Yannian was sitting cross-legged on the jade sedan chair.

He has lost most of his power now, and the whole person looks extremely fragile, like a porcelain doll, which will shatter into slag with just a slight touch.

"Here it comes!"

Tear!

The space crack opened.

A stream of light sank into his brow.

The abundant power instantly filled his body, and the original weakness completely disappeared.

Crack!

Li Yannian twisted his neck slightly, stretched his waist, and then shook his sleeves lightly, and the green world tree floated out.

"Where should I put it?"

This thing does seem to be a bit useless at the moment.

The time for cultivation is too long, and the resources consumed are also very huge. Daxia is now in a period of rapid development, and it cannot allocate too many resources to it. After all, there are countless soldiers under his command who are waiting to be fed.

As for using his own flesh and blood, forget it.

With his unparalleled wisdom, he can improve and optimize various experiences at any time. He doesn't need to let the world nurtured by the world tree be associated with his power for some convenience.

That's too boring.

Li Yannian thought about it, and finally decided to give it to Zhuo Bufan first.

"What did you say!"

"This is the world tree!"

Zhuo Bufan was shocked.

"I'll give it to you," Li Yannian said calmly, "This first world, I hope to cultivate a mecha world."

"Your metal waste and production garbage can be directly fed to it."

Zhuo Bufan swallowed his saliva.

This is the World Tree!

It is the spiritual root of heaven and earth that can give birth to a new world and complete life, and it is a treasure that countless people dream of.

Among the Mohist inheritance he obtained, the branches and leaves of the World Tree are one of the best wood-attributed materials. It is said that the Ark of the World, one of the eight inheritance treasures of the Mohist School, is made of the branches and leaves of the World Tree as the main material.

But in Daxia, it is only worthy of eating garbage.

It feels so cheap!

Even the Ark of the World is not worth much in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, is this too casual?"

Zhuo Bufan hesitated and asked.

"Don't worry, it can absorb nutrients from everything, it won't die, and even if you feed it for tens of thousands of years, it won't be enough for it to grow a leaf."

"Then I'll take it back?"

"Remember not to put the cart before the horse, the Mohist way is your foundation, this precious tree can only be used as a pastime now, feed it if you want, and if you don't want to feed it, I'll take care of it in another place."

"Your Majesty, I understand!"

Zhuo Bufan smiled.

"Your Majesty, it's great to be young!"

"You are as generous now as before!"

Li Yannian smiled and said, "Even when I was old and feeble, I was never stingy, right? Especially with you, Tiangong Taisu, I always respond to your requests and grant everything."

"It's different." Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

The same generosity has changed somewhat as His Majesty gets older.

It is more like a habit that has been passed down, and it also has a bit of utilitarian flavor.

But His Majesty now is the same as His Majesty in the past. His generosity is full of vitality and confidence.

I don't care!

I will have a better one!

It's such a feeling.

"You made me feel that the treasure tree in front of me is nothing more than that." Zhuo Bufan thought for a while and then added, "So you don't have to worry that I will put the cart before the horse."

"Because in my mind it has lost value."

Li Yanqing laughed out loud.

"you're right."

"Youth means infinite possibilities. It would be too boring to focus on the things you already have."

Zhuo Bufan hugged the World Tree and left.

Li Yannian waved his sleeves and robe again.

A scene of light flowed in the void, and inside it was the place where the clone was.

In the closed practice room, a shriveled and thin body was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Old body!"

"Nasty feeling!"

Li Yannian's clone was very unhappy at this moment.

With the help of the Fateweaver Spider, he broke into the Ningyuan Blessed Land without any hindrance and successfully killed a monk, but the monk's lifespan was almost exhausted.

This is a living dead!

He is an ancestor of sword cultivating who has proclaimed himself in the secret realm of the sect when his life is approaching.

He has the power to transform into gods! !

But it only has the power of three swords! !