The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 106: Ten Thousand Years Sacred Tree
"Ahem, Third Brother, be particular!"

Pig Wuhua walked over with his two big ears flashing and a square step, looking relaxed.

"Let's go, I'll lead the way." Niu Aihua also returned to the appearance of a steady old cow.

"I'll cover your retreat." Zhu Wuhua took the responsibility without hesitation.

Wang Wuze quickly stopped the two of them. He had to clarify some things. It sounded unreliable for them to just go straight to that tree grandpa.

But he couldn't speak, so he could only point at a big tree, make gestures, and he thought communication would be difficult.

As a result, Pig and Cow understood it instantly.

"Lianhua is worried that Grandpa Shu will harm us?"

Niu Aihua shook her head. "Grandpa Tree is one of the most powerful creatures in our Western Wasteland. It is said to be a sacred tree that has lived for 100,000 years. It controls all the plants and spirits in the entire Western Wasteland. However, spirits are different from us monsters. Generally, they keep to themselves."

"However, the human cultivators have coveted Grandpa Tree for a long time, so Grandpa Tree will recruit some powerful plant demon soldiers to protect him every once in a while. Not to mention the ones far away, just take the Great Ape King on the Great Snow Mountain in the east and the Crazy Tiger King in the south. They are all thousand-year-old demons, but they were also plant demon soldiers who protected Grandpa Tree in the past."

"Wuhua and I didn't buy a Fortune Wisdom Heart Pill just for you. It's because we offended the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance before. As for the King of Nanshan, we crossed the river without permission and destroyed the mountain patrol mark on our bodies. This is a serious crime. Even my brother-in-law can't help me. I really have nowhere to stay. I can only wander around as an illegal demon. But in this Western Wilderness, being an illegal demon won't last long. There are all kinds of restrictions and being hunted down. How can I have time to practice?"

"So what we're thinking about is whether we can become Grandpa Tree's plant demon soldier, even if it's the lowest ninth rank."

"And I think, Lianhua, you are probably an illegal demon. It must be hard to live in fear every day. I heard that this winter, the Great Ape King on the Great Snow Mountain in the east and the Mad Tiger King in the south will join forces to launch a 5,000-mile inspection of demons. All illegal demons will be captured and sent to the Death-Seeking Camp. It seems that they are about to go to war with the human cultivators. At this critical juncture, it is too disadvantageous to not have an identity."

"So no matter what, the three of us must strive to be selected as the plant demon soldiers of Grandpa Tree before the snow falls this winter. Even if we can't be selected, we must find a proper identity. Lianhua, I'm not kidding. The Great Ape King and the Mad Tiger King have joined forces, and no one can escape."

After hearing Niu Aihua say this, Wang Wu realized the seriousness of the matter.

Yes, that's right.

Ordinary monsters, even mid-level monsters like the Blue Wolf and the Black Bear, may not know the truth. But for a being like the Snow Mountain Great Ape King, can't he see the truth about the human race's expansion of 3,000 miles of territory?
As a thousand-year-old monster, would it just sit there and wait to die?

Other big and small monsters can escape, so can it also escape?

Therefore, if he had not met Niu Aihua and Zhu Wuhua this time, even if he dug a deeper cave this winter, as long as he needed to show his head to absorb the icy spiritual energy, he would not be able to escape the inspection of the Great Ape King and would be captured and used as cannon fodder.

Or maybe the Great Ape King discovered his identity, and directly kept him in captivity as a pet, forcibly upgrading him, cutting off one square meter of skin every day, and then using his level 10 self-healing ability. Oh my god, at this moment Wang Wu felt that he was truly priceless.

This is the world of cultivating immortals. He thought he could develop step by step, but he didn't know that if the external environment was stable, it would be fine. But once the storm started and a major trend came, he would have no choice at all.

From this point of view, going to the tree uncle to become a plant demon soldier is actually the most cost-effective choice.

Because the plant and tree spirits would not covet his fur.

I just don’t know who that tree grandpa is. Even the little tree spirit recommended him to be a plant demon soldier.

Let's go and give it a try.

At that moment, he stopped blocking them and directly signaled Niu Aihua to lead the way. At the same time, he was also looking forward to it. It was a hundred thousand year old sacred tree. He didn't expect that the demon clan in the Western Wilderness had such a backer. From this point of view, the war with the human race might not be without some chance of winning!
What's my advantage?

They headed westward, crossing mountains and ridges. Niu Aihua was undoubtedly very familiar with the terrain and was not affected by the darkness at all. She specifically took the border route and even kindly pointed out where the boundary stone was, because there were also big monsters here and it would be very troublesome if they accidentally entered the border.

In this way, after walking for about fifty miles, a huge mountain appeared in front of us, comparable to the North Mountain in size. Looking at it in the night, the rolling hills looked like a giant beast leaping. This should be the so-called West Mountain.

So the old tree that has lived for 100,000 years is up there?

Something doesn't feel right.

Wang Wu wanted to ask, but he couldn't speak, and Niu and Zhu were both stupid and didn't give any detailed explanation.

However, Niu Aihua, who was leading the way, did not go straight to the West Mountain, but took them to a large valley at the foot of the West Mountain.

There were cliffs several hundred meters high on both sides of the valley. The valley was about ten miles wide and there were towering ancient trees everywhere, but there was not a single one that could be called a 100,000-year-old sacred tree.

"We're here. The two of you should stop looking around and stop harboring hostility. Although this is just a branch of the tree, proper respect is required."

Niu Aihua whispered, it seemed to be very familiar with this place, but Zhu Wuhua was very nervous. As for Wang Wu, for some reason, he felt that there were many prying eyes in this valley, but there was no hostility, and after watching for a while, they disappeared without a trace.

When the three of them entered the valley, they saw a wide forest road that led directly to the central area. Apart from the rustling of leaves in the night wind, there was no sense of mystery at all, let alone any class.

Wang Wu was a little skeptical, but he also felt that Niu Aihua had no motive to lie to him. After all, this guy and that guy really looked silly at first glance.

Going along the forest road, it is still flat. During the journey, you can see goblins strolling in the woods, including some small and miniature goblins. They don't seem to regard this place as a holy place at all. They roll and fight like anywhere else.

Is this tree grandfather really so approachable?

We walked forward in this way for about five or six miles, and suddenly the front opened up, revealing an open space about the size of a football field. In the middle of the open space stood an ugly tree that was twisted, shriveled, and almost dead, and could only be hugged by two people.

There are seven or eight yellow leaves hanging on it, it looks very withered and bleak.

It's just not magical at all.

It doesn't live up to the standards of a hundred thousand year old sacred tree.

Niu Aihua stopped at this time and whispered to Wang Wu and Zhu Wuhua, "Grandpa Tree has great magical powers, and his branches are spread all over the Western Wasteland. Every branch is a temple of Grandpa Tree. Here you can apply to become a plant demon soldier, and you can also trade supplies, but only supplies above the ninth grade. In short, in the Western Wasteland, nothing can be hidden from Grandpa Tree."

"Second brother, third brother, please wait here. I will go and wake up the temple messenger first."

After saying that, Niu Aihua came to the dry, shriveled, ugly old tree, first bowed respectfully, then carefully placed a hoof on it. After a moment, a golden light flashed, and it was converting part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into golden particles, and then injecting them into the old tree.

Wang Wu looked at it in surprise.

Is it still possible to do this?

Or maybe this is just a routine operation, but he is just ignorant.

At this time, with the injection of golden particles, it can be clearly seen that the originally dry and ugly old tree began to slowly become full of vitality. The trunk became straight, the leaves turned green, and a tender green branch hung down. Then, a tiny tree spirit appeared from nowhere, stood on this branch, and asked expressionlessly, "What do you want?"

Niu Aihua quickly replied respectfully, "Reporting to the messenger, I want to buy a Fortune Wisdom Heart Pill, and I want to try to see if I can become a plant demon soldier. My three brothers are willing to die for Grandpa Tree!"

Hearing this, the little tree spirit curled his lips, seeming to be somewhat mocking. However, when he raised his eyes and saw Wang Wu, he was stunned and asked, "Are you talking about the three of you brothers?"

"Yes, yes, we have become sworn brothers. I am the eldest, Niu Aihua, and the second is Zhu Wuhua, and he is the third, Xiong Lianhua."

"Xiong Lianhua?"

The little tree spirit seemed to want to laugh. He glanced at Wang Wu again and then waved his hand. "Okay, I can give you a chance. Whether you can pass depends on your strength. You should know the rules of Grandpa Tree. Go to the forest and wait. After three days, go to West Mountain to take the test."

After saying that, the little tree elf waved his hand, and a breeze blew up in the forest. Three tender green leaves formed out of thin air and fell on the three of them very spiritually.

"This is the certificate for going to West Mountain. Remember, you are not allowed to fight or leave the forest within three days. If you cause this certificate to disappear, your qualification for the assessment will be revoked."

"Thank you, messenger. We understand."

Niu Aihua thanked him with surprise, as if she had passed the test.

At this time, the little tree spirit looked at Wang Wu meaningfully, then disappeared in a flash, and the old tree returned to its original withered state.

"Hey, wait, Envoy, where is the Good Fortune Wisdom Heart Pill I want to buy?"

Niu Aihua shouted hurriedly, what happened?

But this time the little tree spirit did not come out.

"I'm sorry, Third Brother. Maybe the messenger was in a hurry and forgot about it. But it doesn't matter. As long as we become plant demon soldiers, it won't be too late to buy it. Speaking of which, there are certain discounts for buying it as plant demon soldiers."

Niu Aihua was helpless, and Wang Wu shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

The Creation Wisdom Pill only helps one to speak, there is no need to rush for now.

(End of this chapter)