Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

In a mysterious forest, a huge sacred tree suddenly appeared. Its branches were thick and its crown was like a green canopy, covering the entire sky. The bark of the sacred tree showed ancient textures, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. Its leaves shone with strange light, and the breeze rustled the leaves.

There is a tranquil and mysterious atmosphere all around. The branches and leaves slowly stretch out, and rich spiritual energy diffuses from between the branches and leaves. When the breeze gently caresses, you can hear the singing of the branches of the ancient tree.

The increasingly rich spiritual energy gathered into a ball, lingering around the ancient tree and slowly extending into the distance. The rising mist covered the narrow path in the mountains and forests.

"The ancient Bodhi tree has appeared in the world."

The elder who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy pupils, and his voice was a little vague, but the people next to him could still hear it clearly.

Feeling the numerous puzzled looks, the old man smiled slightly, cleared his throat, and stroked his beard from time to time with his dry, wrinkled hands.

"The ancient Bodhi tree that was said to have been born in troubled times and could make people become gods by playing the flute has finally appeared in the world."

Hearing the noise here, many people pricked up their ears and tried hard to distinguish the old man's words. The two words "Bodhi" fell like water drops into an oil pan, causing an uproar.

When it comes to the ancient Bodhi tree, everyone knows it.

When the world was first created, there was only one Bodhi tree in the world. The Three Realms and Six Paths were born under the tree, and the Bodhi tree had just matured. There were rumors that the gods were the first group of people to obtain the Bodhi seeds. However, over the long years, no one knew the original story.

But it is true that the Bodhi tree can help people become gods instantly.

Listening to the detailed discussion, Gu Jin secretly glanced at Qi Jinglin beside him, and pushed Shao Hua, "Can the Bodhi tree really make people become gods on the spot?"

Shao Hua lowered his voice and whispered, "I've read in ancient books that the Bodhi tree is also called the Samsara Tree, and it can bring people into reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes. Isn't your cultivation for a hundred lifetimes enough to become a god? Moreover, the ups and downs of life are also a kind of tempering for the mind."

"They say there are people who become gods instantly."

"They should be talking about Lord Kugo. Lord Kugo was seriously injured, his soul was destroyed but he retained his immortal power and fell into the Bodhi tree. As a result, he came back to life, which can be regarded as becoming a god on the spot."

There is always some artificial beautification and changes in myths, and they are all written based on people's yearnings and speculations.

While the two were chatting for a few words, many people had already started to move, their eyes vaguely falling on Qi Jinglin, ready to make a move.

"What do they want to do?" Gu Jin took a look and said in a low voice.

"They want to find the Bodhi tree..." Shaohua hadn't finished speaking when he saw a white-haired old man walking towards Qi Jinglin step by step with a cane.

Without their cultivation, many people aged rapidly.

After looking at each other, the old men lifted their robes and knelt in front of Qi Jinglin.

"Oh..." Shaohua almost jumped up, but Gu Jin grabbed her wrist forcibly.

Gu Jin's expression turned cold, the curve at the corner of his lips disappeared without a trace, his eyes became deep and cold, with a hint of hostility floating in them.

"What are you doing?" Shao Hua, who was pulled down by Gu Jin, hugged his knees nervously. His eyes wandered over the old people who were kneeling together, and he hugged himself tighter.

No, what's going on here?

What are you doing?

Qi Jinglin opened his dark eyes, and in an instant, everyone seemed to feel the vicissitudes of life that penetrated deep into their souls, sweeping over like water, completely submerging the human soul in the loneliness of seeing through the world.

"Jinglin..." Shaohua looked at Qi Jinglin in astonishment, feeling that the person in front of him was extremely unfamiliar.

Is this the person he remembers?

Gu Jin didn't say anything, but pursed her lips tightly, but her eyes were full of worry.

"His eyes are so scary..." The young disciples at the back looked at each other and saw the trembling in each other's eyes.

They did not have the wisdom of an elder. When they met Qi Jinglin's gaze, they felt that their souls were seen through, and the malice in their hearts was exposed nakedly on the surface.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qi Jinglin. The old man in the front swallowed and cleared his throat. "Lord Jinglin, the appearance of the ancient Bodhi tree is an opportunity for us. When we killed the Demon Lord Mo Yu, we borrowed the power of Bodhi. Perhaps we can use the ancient Bodhi tree to restore our cultivation."

Restore your cultivation.

Many people showed excitement on their faces, and they knelt in front of Qi Jinglin one after another.

Qi Jinglin now possesses immortal spiritual power and has integrated ancient divine consciousness. Even if he is a god between heaven and earth, there is nothing to be embarrassed about kneeling to him.

Under the gazes of so many people, Qi Jinglin slowly stood up, his face looking a little confused, and his eyes glanced at everyone.

"It's a good opportunity, go ahead."

Shaohua widened his eyes, unable to believe what he heard.

The old man who was speaking in front was also stunned, "Lord Jinglin, you said you would solve the problem for us."

The old man panicked and looked at Qi Jinglin in disbelief.

Qi Jinglin blinked his eyes, his eyes were inexplicably... clear, and his brows were slightly furrowed. "You can solve it yourselves, it's none of my business."

"Puff——" Gu Jin spat out a mouthful of water, a little bit unbelieving his ears.

He heard something.

"Lord Jinglin, that is the ancient Bodhi tree, we...we..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Qi Jinglin waved at Gu Jin, lifted his clothes and walked past the old man who was blocking his way, "Make way, make way, Gu Jin, let's go."

Gu Jin quickly stood up and did not forget to kick Shao Hua, "Hurry up."

"Where are we going?" Gu Jin smiled and looked up at Qi Jinglin, the light in his eyes shining brightly.

"Go find the Bodhi tree." Qi Jinglin seemed not to see it. He still looked indifferent and said in a low voice, "Kill the demon king Bu Suifeng."

Gu Jin paused but nodded gently, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Whatever the road ahead is, I'll go with you.

Qi Jinglin clenched his hands tightly, powerful spiritual energy surged around his body. He waved his hands casually as if he was raising his hands to grab fallen leaves in the air, but the fluctuation of spiritual energy seemed to tear the space apart.

The vibration of spiritual power spread out like ripples under his feet, and the space in front of him was torn like a piece of torn cloth, revealing a dark crack.

Space tear!!!

Qi Jinglin led the two of them into the crack, and on the other side of the darkness, they came to a quiet Bodhi tree.

The huge crown of the Bodhi tree was like a big green umbrella, shielding them from the sunlight. Thick mist was everywhere, like fog, and moist and sticky.

Gu Jin looked at everything around him, his heart full of surprise. He subconsciously grabbed the corner of Qi Jinglin's clothes and looked around carefully.

"What should we do?" Gu Jin asked.

Qi Jinglin frowned, as if he was trying hard to recall something, but he closed his eyes slightly because of the headache.

"Use your immortal power to wrap my consciousness and put it into the Bodhi tree, but what about Bu Suifeng?"

The unclear memory made Qi Jinglin frown in pain. He put his palm against his forehead and bit his lips tightly.

"I'm telling you! I'm going to throw all of you in there, hahahaha!" Bu Suifeng appeared under the tree with his demon soldiers. He looked at the ancient tree and breathed in the rich spiritual energy. "It's worth all my efforts. I finally found this Bodhi tree. Junior brother, junior brother, you are really my lucky star!"

Looking at the ancient tree standing between heaven and earth, Bu Suifeng's heart was beating violently, and the scene before his eyes gradually overlapped with the scene in his memory.

He folded his hands, intertwined his spiritual power, and drew out his spear from the void. Black demonic energy lingered on the spear.

"That seems to be the Demon Lord's gun..."

Bu Suifeng held a spear in his hand, his steps changed, and the sharp blade cut across Qi Jinglin's face. Qi Jinglin's figure had disappeared from the spot.

A set of varied shooting techniques that were dazzling to the eyes attacked Qi Jinglin like a storm, with magnificent momentum.

Qi Jinglin just moved his feet lightly, his movements were neither fast nor slow, but seemed to be at his own will.

Sweat dripped from Bu Suifeng's forehead, and his eyes became sharper. Bu Suifeng took a deep breath, and his movements became faster and faster, and his moves became more bizarre.

The tip of the gun passed through one spiritual power after another, which seemed to form a strange talisman. The wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed suddenly, and the Bodhi tree made a rustling sound.

Countless branches wrapped around Qi Jinglin's body, revealing their sharp fangs.

"A Lin!"