Xu Fu finally landed on the stump of the sacred Fusang tree.

The circles of growth rings on the ground were vaguely visible. It seemed that it had not been long since he last came here, and a thin layer of sand had fallen on it.

"Wood! And then?"

Xu Fu didn't have the mind to think about anything else at this time and continued to ask Mu Tou.

Mu Tou did not answer, but Xu Fu felt that Li Wuzhi's body in his arms suddenly became hot.

A strong black aura suddenly emerged from Li Wuzhi, who had fainted from the pain. Xu Fu was caught off guard and was pushed a dozen feet away by the black aura.

Seeing Li Wuzhi again, she seemed to be in a trance. After landing, she supported her head with one hand and touched the ground with the other hand. She lay on her side in the middle of the tree stump. A faint black gas emerged from the stump and enveloped her.

Although Li Wuji was not conscious at this time, he looked peaceful and his originally frowned brows were relaxed.

Xu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had found the right place!

But he didn't understand why there was death here? He had never sensed it before.

"Wood, where does the dead air here come from?"

"Jiuyou."

Hearing this answer, Xu Fu was shocked. Jiuyou is the deepest part of the underworld in legend. It is a mysterious place that even ghosts dare not go to.

"Why is there the deathly aura of Jiuyou here?" Xu Fu asked again.

"Wherever the roots are, the spirit is stored." Mu Tou gave a rare detailed answer.

Xu Fu understood it immediately and at the same time gained a new understanding of the giant Fusang tree.

No wonder its branches can reach the sky, and I didn’t expect that its roots can grow so deep!

"It really is a sacred tree!" Xu Fu exclaimed sincerely.

Xu Fu wanted to get closer, but he found that this "Senluo Wanxiang Jue" was very overbearing. When he got about three feet away, a cold and deathly aura invaded his body, and he felt as if he fell into an icy cave.

Xu Fu hurriedly retreated to regulate his breathing. Fortunately, there was a bead transformed from the Lord of Senluo Sect in his body. Any death energy that entered his body would be absorbed by it completely.

However, as Li Wuji continued to practice, the death energy on the tree stump became more and more dense, as if Li Wuji had opened a gap in the death energy accumulated in the tree stump. With Li Wuji as the center, the surrounding area of ​​several feet was shrouded in black mist.

Xu Fu jumped down from the tree stump and suddenly became worried. This death energy seemed to be purer than that in the underworld. He wondered if Li Wuzhi would hurt his body if he absorbed too much.

At this time, Ji Qinglu also came over, and was shocked when she saw the scene on the tree stump. She was already a top-grade cultivator, so naturally she could sense the extraordinaryness of it.

"Who is this demon who dares to run wild in Qinglong?"

A loud shout rang out in the air.

I saw a huge curled leaf hovering not far away.

"A leaf boat?"

Xu Fu recognized that this was the flying magic weapon of Qinglong Shangling Temple. It seemed that the strong deathly aura had attracted the people of Qinglong.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!"

Xu Fu shouted loudly below.

Then a man stuck his head out, and then the boat fell down.

"I've met senior brother!"

Xu Fu bowed without waiting for the boat to stop.

"Who are you?" The man had a square face and was quite tall. He was holding a gray stick as thick as his arm upside down and asked with a vigilant look on his face.

"I am Xu Fu, a disciple of Qinglong Shangling Academy."

Xu Fu hurriedly introduced himself.

"How come I've never seen you before? Are you new?"

"Yes, I haven't been in Qinglong for long."

"I am Zhang Qing, a disciple of Jixiu."

When the man heard Xu Fu say that he was a newcomer, his expression softened slightly.

"Leave immediately, there is a demon here performing a magic trick!"

After Zhang Qing finished speaking in a deep voice, he made a hand gesture and prepared to cast a spell.

"Senior brother, wait a minute!"

Xu Fu hurried to stop it.

"My senior sister is practicing here. I didn't expect to disturb you. I hope you will forgive me." Xu Fu explained very respectfully.

"Your senior sister?"

Zhang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly stabbed Xu Fu with a stick.

Xu Fu quickly raised his hand to block, and slammed the oncoming wooden stick aside.

"Senior brother..."

Before Xu Fu could say anything, the wooden stick came down on his head again and he could only dodge sideways.

Unexpectedly, the wooden stick suddenly turned when it was half chopped and headed straight for Xu Fu's chest.

Xu Fu had no time to dodge and grabbed the stick in his hand.

The two of them attacked in a flash. The moment Xu Fu grabbed the wooden stick, a long whip shining with silver light swept towards Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing sensed the powerful force coming from the other side of the wooden stick. He first grabbed the stick and flew into the air, dodging Ji Qinglu's whip. Then, a green spiritual light flashed in his hand, and suddenly a few emerald green buds emerged from the originally bumpy long stick.

The tender shoots grew in the wind, and in just a moment they grew several feet long, and directly wrapped around Xu Fu.

Xu Fu did not dare to be negligent, nor did he want to fall out with Zhang Qing, so he quickly moved away and, by the way, blocked Ji Qinglu who was about to attack again.

Xu Fu bowed to Zhang Qing and asked politely, "Brother, why did you attack me?"

"Who is your senior brother!"

Zhang Qing's face was filled with murderous intent. He pointed his long stick at Xu Fu and said, "If you have the ability, don't hide it. Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"Senior brother, we are really students of Qinglong. I live in Guanhai Tower..." Xu Fu continued to explain.

"How shameless! Who among the students of my Qinglong Shangling Academy would practice such a vicious martial art? And you dare to quibble!" Zhang Qing said as he suddenly raised his hand and a ray of light shot into the air.

"My senior sister is not a student of Qinglong." Xu Fu explained further.

"It is a serious crime to trespass into the Qinglong forbidden area. No matter what, I will capture you guys first!"

As Zhang Qing spoke, he turned the wooden stick in his hand twice, then suddenly stuck it into the ground in front of him.

The wooden stick was buried about half a foot into the ground. Zhang Qing stood behind the stick and quickly made a few hand gestures.

Xu Fu wanted to explain further when he suddenly found countless vines emerging from all around, like a big mouth that wanted to swallow the two of them.

Just as Xu Fu and Ji Qinglu were about to jump out, a large net made of vines suddenly fell from the sky and stopped the two of them. Then they were wrapped up by the vines, like a huge cocoon.

"Brother, we are really students of Qinglong. I am very familiar with Jiaoxiu, Weixiu and Dean Hu..."

The "cocoon" made of vines was airtight, but Xu Fu still shouted a few times unwillingly, but got no response.

Just as Xu Fu was about to struggle hard, he suddenly heard a soft groan.

Only then did Xu Fu realize that he and Ji Qinglu were now wrapped in these vines together. The two of them were now tightly pressed together. When Xu Fu exerted a little force, he naturally squeezed Ji Qinglu.

"Are you okay?" Xu Fu asked embarrassedly. When he came to his senses, the softness on his chest suddenly made him feel hot.

"Be gentle."

Ji Qinglu's gentle voice seemed to add fuel to the heat.

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