Tian Yuan

The new buds of the paulownia tree, freed from the law of death, took root in the spiritual soil. Just now, they could have withered at any time, but now they are full of vitality, gently stretching out their tender leaves, as if they will soon grow into a towering tree.

"rustle"

The gentle breeze blew on Chen Qingyuan's hair and clothes, making him feel pleasant, comfortable and happy.

Around the new buds, there are sometimes fluctuations in light and sometimes manifestations of ancient rhyme and laws.

"Rebirth in Nirvana, the means are extraordinary!"

Chen Qingyuan observed it with secret methods, and felt more and more that this young sprout was not simple, but mysterious and could not be seen through.

This ray of life was hidden within the dead tree of the paulownia tree, which was wrapped in death. After so many years, it could no longer hold on and was about to die.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan rushed in, giving this glimmer of hope. He used all his strength to beg for help.

No matter whether the person who comes is good or evil, find a way to survive first.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan took a piece of spiritual soil and separated the new buds from the dead wood. If it was half a cup of tea later, the buds of life would have withered and there would be no way to save them.

"Avoiding the laws of time, retaining a trace of original vitality until today."

Chen Qingyuan would not underestimate this young sprout. He stared at it intently, thinking deeply and whispering.

After a while, he made a bold guess and said, "You are the spirit of the Wutong tree, or... the ancestor of the Phoenix clan."

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the earth shook.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan was the only one here. If anyone else heard it, they would lose their minds, be terrified and simply would not believe it.

This area suddenly became unusually quiet.

The wind stopped and time seemed to stand still.

The new buds took root in the spiritual soil, and it would not take long for them to become a phoenix tree seedling. It was still spreading its tiny leaves, but it stopped immediately. It must have understood what Chen Qingyuan said, and it looked particularly nervous and a little worried.

Is it really related to the ancestor of the Phoenix clan?

Chen Qingyuan couldn't be sure and could only speculate based on these strange phenomena.

"I have no ill will towards you, please rest assured."

If Chen Qingyuan really wanted to do something, he didn't need to think too much about it and could do it easily.

Perhaps it was because it sensed the powerful aura coming from Chen Qingyuan, the tender bud knew that it could not escape his control, and a soft ray of light floated over, expressing its meaning.

"Okay, let's talk slowly when you have recovered some vitality."

Understanding the meaning of tender sprouts, Chen Qingyuan took out an exquisite jade bottle, placed the tender sprouts and the spiritual field in it, and then poured a lot of spiritual liquid to make the growth environment of the tender sprouts more comfortable.

The dead sycamore tree in the main courtyard is lifeless and worthless.

After searching the ancient courtyard again but finding nothing, he slowly walked out of the courtyard.

Push hard until you reach the void.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them and the ancient courtyard was getting farther and farther, and they returned to the mouth of the abyss, surrounded by an endless sea of ​​fog.

Glancing around a few times, I saw a vast sea of ​​fog, and I wonder how many secrets it hides.

Walking in the air, it only took a short moment to reach the large formation he had set up.

With a flick of his sleeves, a table and chairs appeared in front of him, with wine, drinks and precious fruits on the table.

After Chen Qingyuan sat down, he reached out and picked up a round red fruit and brought it to his mouth. He took a bite and found it crispy, sweet and delicious. A faint spiritual energy penetrated into his stomach.

Take out the jade bottle and place it gently on the table.

The young buds of the paulownia tree in the bottle are trying hard to absorb spiritual power. They are unwilling to waste any time. Growing up as quickly as possible is the most important thing at the moment.

Staring at the jade bottle, observing the subtle changes in the young buds of the phoenix tree with his spiritual sense, Chen Qingyuan waited patiently, his heart as calm as water.

A few days later, the tender buds that originally looked very fragile had grown into the size of an index finger and were full of vitality. They had escaped the most dangerous moment and would continue to thrive as long as they received enough spiritual energy.

It was almost done. Chen Qingyuan snapped his fingers and a ray of light fell on the jade bottle.

The jade bottle shook slightly, and spiritual energy escaped from the mouth of the bottle.

Then, Lingtian came out of the bottle and stood suspended in the air.

The young sycamore seedlings that blend into this spiritual field are green, tender and adorable.

"We can talk now."

Chen Qingyuan was very close to the young seedlings, within reach.

"Om-"

The branches and leaves of the young seedlings stretch out gently, emitting a soft and spiritual color, like stars, brilliant and beautiful.

It was responding to Chen Qingyuan's question. Countless points of soft light gathered together to form a colorful ball the size of a fingernail, and headed towards Chen Qingyuan.

For safety reasons, you should check it carefully.

Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and grabbed this special colored ball, making sure that there was no hidden danger inside. He then separated a ray of spiritual consciousness to cover the ball and immediately understood what the young Wutong seedling wanted to express.

hum-

In a trance, there seemed to be fog in front of my eyes and I saw a blurry scene.

The place in the picture is the Xingluo Ancient Courtyard.

The charm of Taoism is boundless, and there are auspicious and strange sights in every corner. There are all kinds of magical herbs, fairy trees, precious stones and treasures.

An old woman dressed in a long brocade dress, although her hair is gray and her face is wrinkled, her manners are elegant, and her every move exudes the grace and luxury that comes from the accumulation of years.

She walked slowly to the end of the main courtyard, raised her hand, and planted a lush paulownia tree in the ground.

She stood under the tree, looking a little sad, talking to herself.

We can look back at the past but not at the future.

Because her life was coming to an end and she was unable to move forward.

The scene changed, and the old woman was seen sitting on the ground, with a glowing light all over her body. Soon after, her body disappeared, and only a phoenix tree remained, growing alone there.

It is obvious that this old woman with a noble temperament is the ancestor of the Phoenix clan.

The great emperor fell, and the realm of enlightenment was immediately closed.

All practitioners who sought opportunities on the path to enlightenment were expelled.

Thus, Xingluo Courtyard and the phoenix tree were left forever in the Ninth Heaven. As the times changed, this ancient courtyard was buried deep in the sea of ​​fog, and almost no one could find it.

"call--"

The breeze blew away the blurry images in Chen Qingyuan's eyes and brought his thoughts back to reality.

"Before the Phoenix Clan's ancestor passed away, he merged his will with the Wutong tree."

Chen Qingyuan understood and whispered to himself.

Millions of years later, the long-dead sycamore tree sprouted a new sprout.

This new sprout may be a brand new thing, or it may contain the regrets of the Phoenix Clan's ancestor.

What it is, even it itself may not know.

It is too weak now, and will die if it encounters a little danger. Even if it is extraordinary, it will take a long time to grow.

"Can the power of will really survive in this world for millions of years?"

Chen Qingyuan frowned slightly and stared at the young seedling, his eyes full of suspicion.

Perhaps the ancestor of the Phoenix clan obtained some forbidden technique, or some great fortune.