Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 130 How difficult is it for a tree to persist? Ten Thousand Star Tree

The red sandalwood tree in the Beiming Sea Eye has brilliant branches and dazzling light. It is unknown how many years it has passed through the human world. It is only 13 feet tall, but it exudes an ancient charm.

Semi-divine medicine is extremely scarce, and in a sense, it is even less abundant than the elixir of immortality.

And the one in front of Ming is even more so.

It is neither a flower nor a grass nor a medicine. It is a tree spirit root. In the past, it was the ancestral root of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty. The wood spirit possesses extraordinary combat power. The branches and leaves contain vast starry purple fire, which number in total three thousand. The clusters of fire are shining and unforgettable at first sight.

Its trunk is as black as ink, as if it were made of black gold with dragon patterns, condensing the essence of the moon. The inky black is tinged with icy coldness, and the mist of frost and snow interweaves with the purple flames on the branches, with a true meaning of the eternity of water and fire. This is why it can continue to evolve.

Yan Ming secretly estimated that if Tan Mu went crazy, the energy he could unleash might be comparable to that of a quasi-emperor.

Of course, if a fight really came to this, he was absolutely certain to suppress it. The Quasi-Emperor's strength lay in his primordial spirit and Daoist magic, allowing him to evade the sharp edge of the Supreme Emperor's weapons and reign supreme under the stars. The Demigod Tree couldn't do the same, its true combat power far inferior to that of the Quasi-Emperor, and the threat posed by the Imperial Weapons to it was immense.

"Please stay away from the gourd in your hand..." The rosewood tree spirit sent out a divine thought. It had an innate fear of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, like a prisoner facing a killing stick. If it touched him, he would be injured, and if it was touched, he would die. The evil spirit was too strong.

"Really extraordinary."

Yan Ming sighed inwardly. This sandalwood tree was different from the other two semi-divine medicines in "Zhan Tian": Polygonum multiflorum and Ginseng Root. It was not afraid of cultivators and could communicate with them calmly. Only imperial weapons could make it slightly awed.

Furthermore, its intuition is also very sharp. The Immortal-Slaying Gourd swallowed up endless blood and energy in the recent battle, and its murderous nature is too strong. For a plant spirit like it, it can be said to be the source of destruction.

"Have you seen the founder of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty?" Yan Ming asked. Divine marks flowed in his palms, and the black gourd spun around, becoming three inches in size and finally disappearing.

The Zhongzhou Divine Dynasty more than 200,000 years ago was so glorious. But now, everything is gone, and only he is left as the last gravedigger to empty the Yuhua Ancestral Temple. Until now, even the semi-divine medicine of the Divine Dynasty has fallen beside him. It seems that it is destined by heaven.

"The god from another star field... He once came here and asked me to leave with him." The rosewood has lived for a very long time. God has given it an immortal body, but not the qualifications to practice cultivation. Like a magic medicine, this is a fatal flaw.

Over the endless years, it has witnessed many anecdotes and secrets here, and even witnessed the legendary gods with its own eyes, which are more powerful than anyone before.

"God...that's right," Yan Ming said to himself, agreeing with this title. The ancient emperors, to a certain extent, were indeed gods walking on earth.

He communicated with the red sandalwood tree, and when talking about Emperor Yuhua, it gave a detailed description. The other party had come to Ziwei and even said that he had caught an elixir of immortality here.

"There used to be a magical medicine in this star field. I saw it once in the sea."

When Zitan Shu was standing, he recalled this past event. In the vast Ziwei star field, from ancient times to the present, there have been two immortal medicines. As for the semi-divine medicine, there is another one besides this one.

After the collapse of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, it met a Ziwei Quasi-Emperor in Beidou and returned to its hometown with him. Hundreds of thousands of years later, it met the female Kunpeng.

"The True Dragon Elixir of Immortality... the precious medicine of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor in the ancient times. Unexpectedly, it returned to Ziwei once on the way and was obtained by Yuhua. Later, it fell into the hands of a ruthless person." Yan Ming associated more and knew that the other plant that Tanmu mentioned was the Fusang Elixir of Immortality, which has been sunk in the North Sea Eye together with the Sun Stone Tower.

Zitanmu had seen Yuhua and witnessed his tremendous magical power. After all, he was an ancient emperor, respected by both heaven and earth. He was one of the strongest people in history and was worthy of being followed by Demigod Yao.

"Compared to him, you're still far behind." It pointed this out mercilessly, its words tinged with arrogance, believing that Yan Ming was not worthy of its active devotion. As for the ruthless person, it didn't mention it much, because it felt very embarrassed when it actively followed him and was rejected in the past.

Yan Ming's face darkened a little. He felt that this sacred tree contained a bad character, and everything he said was heartbreaking.

If he could rival the Ancient Emperor, he would have already destroyed the underworld, first suppressed the old emperor, and then sacrificed countless ancient corpses to the ancient universe fairyland. Why would he still need to find a semi-divine medicine?

At that time, the so-called red sandalwood was only suitable for burning incense to calm his mind.

"If he achieves enlightenment in the future, he will be the first to chop down this rotten wood and use it as a bed." He said coldly in his heart.

"However, you are also very good. Even that Kunpeng can't beat you."

Rosewood claimed that Kunpeng would be able to enter the quasi-emperor realm in the near future. There were not many beings of this level on Ziwei Star even 100,000 years ago, and their attributes matched its own.

In its opinion, if Yan Ming had come a hundred years later, everything might have been different.

"I have faced a quasi-emperor head-on." Yan Ming said, and a green willow appeared behind him. Wherever it passed, the essence of the sun and the moon scattered, and starlight condensed. After devouring the ancient blue demon tree, the willow tree was very close to the semi-god medicine level.

At this moment, Zuliu swayed its slender branches and locked onto the rosewood. It seemed that it realized that the other party was not easy to provoke, so it retreated and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth on its own.

"It's a very powerful spiritual root. Although it's not as good as mine, it's very close to the other tree." The sandalwood tree didn't care about the willow tree at all. Its rank was extremely high, and its fruit had the power to bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh. It could extend the life of a quasi-emperor or a great sage by 2,500 years. It was a top-quality semi-divine medicine and had some of the characteristics of divine medicine.

That Kunpeng had refined the red sandalwood fruit and restored his life state in his later years, which was equivalent to living for half a lifetime. If he broke through to the quasi-emperor level in a hundred years, he would have at least three thousand years of life left and would have the opportunity to continue climbing higher.

But now everything is in vain. Her head was taken off by Yan Ming and suppressed on the Tianmen. Even if her soul has not decayed, she is imprisoned and the ending will definitely not be good. Whether she can be promoted to Quasi-Emperor in the future is still an unknown.

"Another demigod tree, and it's also a tree. Could it be the legendary Ten Thousand Star Tree?" Yan Ming was a little curious, as he had heard of some spiritual roots in the Ziwei Star Domain in the past.

"That's right. It was originally in Tanggu, East China Sea. Later, Tanggu disappeared, and it went to the South China Sea, where there is a pure land that gathers the starlight and moonlight." Tanmu said. As a semi-divine medicine, it cannot be combined with Taoism like the immortal elixir, which can fly into the sky and hide in the ground. It can only move through the earth veins.

But the Star Tree is different. It nourishes the power of eternal stars and can cross the starry sky. No one has been able to find it since ancient times. It is transcendent and free, completely different from other demigod medicines. Even divine medicines cannot compare to it.

At this moment, the red sandalwood tree acted as a guide and was about to lead Yan Ming to capture the star tree. This change surprised Yan Ming.

"Do you have a grudge against the Star Tree?"

"It looked down on me, saying that I was a slave of four surnames and not as noble as it..." The rosewood tree was indignant, and its branches and leaves were shaking all over the sky, causing large amounts of sparks to cluster like waterfalls, and the road was spreading across the sky, with an extremely terrifying aura.

A human face appeared on its trunk. It looked like a little girl of four or five years old, but with gnashing teeth. It was obvious that it had been severely bullied by the Star Tree in the past.

"Besides Yuhua, a Quasi-Emperor, and the female Kunpeng, have you recognized anyone else?"

Yan Ming seemed to have understood the other party's thinking. This tree was like a donkey that went along with the tide, so it was not difficult to deal with. He patiently and instructively like coaxing a child, and he had some respect for the sage Ziwei.

The reverence of tomb raiders.

Sure enough, the rosewood tree recounted a past event. It had followed a woman from the Taiyin tribe, who had left a mark on it. However, that experience was so long ago that it could not remember it clearly.

It had suffered a catastrophe a million years ago and lost some of its memory. "So, your Taiyin Power comes from a Taiyin Quasi-Emperor, and your Three Thousand Star Fires come from a Ziwei Quasi-Emperor from ancient times." Yan Ming marveled at this, witnessing the progress of a tree for the first time.

How difficult is it for a tree to persevere?
Zi Tan is qualified to answer this question!
"That person's flame is incompatible with the power of the moon. I feel like I've taken the wrong path. I should have been stronger..." The rosewood tree replied truthfully, somewhat annoyed. Its water, fire, yin and yang were difficult to balance, and it was stuck in one place, unable to continue evolving.

It had sensed the pure solar essence in Yan Ming's body early on, and believed that he could defeat the female Kunpeng and should be able to reach the quasi-emperor level in the future.

This was a premeditated rush!
Being so honest, Yan Ming was silent. This tree was more realistic than him.

In the future, although he coveted An Miaoyi's body, he still had to pretend to be nice and make three resignations before moving on to the next step, and possess this peerless beauty.

The world is like this, everyone wears a mask, and there are really not many realists like Zitan.

"You have to be careful. It's best at crossing the starry sky... In the past, a Quasi-Emperor came all the way to capture it, but it managed to evade them."

"Just lead the way. If we can reach the Star Tree, I will write my name backwards." Yan Mingfeng said calmly, with full confidence.

A semi-divine medicine, even if it is a star-type alien species, so what? It can't go against the will of heaven!

In front of him, there are no miracles, and even if there are, they will be strangled in the cradle.

Rosewood remained silent, having a bad premonition in his heart, but the arrow was on the string, and he could only choose to believe it first and question it later.

The South China Sea of ​​Ziwei Star is vast and boundless, with endless waves and magnificent ups and downs, as powerful as a million troops charging, with people neighing and horses roaring, and terrifying huge waves.

One man and one tree entered the forbidden area of ​​the sea. This was an uninhabited area, absolutely not a place that mortals could enter. It was extremely terrifying, with cold air everywhere, which could even freeze the King of Zhan Dao.

This is the polar night area of ​​the South Sea, where the stars are eternal and the sun and moon hang in the east and west, making it an excellent place for stargazing.

In this sea area whose size was unknown, Yan Ming used the secret of "Xing" to spread his thoughts. With the help of two imperial weapons, he hid his figure and silently made the principle of "enter the village quietly and don't shoot" enter his mind, heart and soul.

He is a professional when it comes to sneak attacks.

No matter if he was attacking the Quasi-Emperor or the Great Sage, or raiding An Miaoyi at night, he would always hit the target and never miss.

The rosewood tree was stunned, feeling the dimensionality reduction attack. It even tried hard to sense, but found nothing, as if there was no one following it at all.

The Jidao Emperor's weapon is really useful!
Yan Ming was surprised to see a tree, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He knew the status of sandalwood in the Yuhua Divine Dynasty. It was used entirely for worshipping statues of gods and had no contact with imperial artifacts on a normal day.

Soon, an island ahead was filled with spiritual energy, and orchids were blooming, with the fragrance of rare elixir in the air, surpassing the fragrance of the King of Medicine. The lingering fragrance alone was refreshing and intoxicating.

As he got closer, Yan Ming discovered that the essence was like a sea, being drawn in from outside the domain. He could see that countless starlights gathered together and turned into rivers and streams, forming thick waterfalls that fell down. The sound was like thunder, deafening, and interwoven with symbols of order.

It was a strange sight, with the stars changing and pouring down towards an island.

The stars shine brightly in the polar night, and the starry sky stretching for billions of miles emerges. The stars in the sky are clearly visible, and the scene is extremely magnificent, which makes people's hearts surge.

An ancient tree, more than 19 meters high, with thousands of starlights flowing on it, it is extremely sacred and amazing.

The Ten Thousand Star Trees are like the carriers of the Great Dao, containing infinite essence, swallowing the essence of stars, and moving the ocean for billions of miles.

It has an extremely strong and firm aura, and its branches are like star-like fairy gold, dazzling and brilliant. Four gorgeous fruits are grown on the crown of the tree, with rich fragrance, abundant fruits, and the light of Tao is rippling.

"The result, it's good to have a result!"

At just one glance, Yan Ming was fascinated. A strong desire appeared in his eyes. He was obsessed with the object in front of him and was determined to get this tree.

The sandalwood tree beside him bears fruit once every three thousand years, and once every one hundred thousand years, and was swallowed by the Kunpeng a hundred years ago.

Although the two immortality pills in Shengya matured quickly under the influence of the ancient universe flame, they are still some distance away from bearing fruit.

"This tree has a destiny with me. It is destined to enter my heaven and become the eye of the celestial star array." Yan Ming spoke with a serious expression. This eagerness made the red sandalwood tree feel strange, as if it had lifted a rock and shot itself in the foot.

The next moment, four withered figures appeared behind Yan Ming.

Kun Zhou, Taoist Blood Phoenix, Yan Qi, Qian Lun, these great saints of the ancient clans were refined into demon fire puppets by Yan Ming after their death. Although they could not compare with their lives, they still had some of the great saints' divine power.

Among them, Kun Zhou died the most tragically, his flesh and blood turned into nothingness, and his bones became visible. He was only at the level of a beginner Great Sage. The other three ancient royal ancestors had residual thoughts in their bodies, and could reach the fourth and fifth levels of Great Sage.

With a soft sound, the four demon fire puppets each summoned their own sacred cliff artifacts, blocking the east, west, south, and north, creating a prison. Their overwhelming pressure didn't destroy anything, but it could sweep across the human world, shaking the Nanming Sea.

"boom!"

The Star Tree reacted violently, with countless silver leaves rustling. It was pulling out its roots, just like a human. Two rhizomes flew out from the island, like two long legs, and quickly fled into the void.

"Sacred tree, follow me wherever you go!" Yan Ming spread out his five fingers and took out the black gourd. The black light was like a waterfall and condensed into a big hand. It tightly grasped the trunk of the star tree. The whole person was as motionless as a rock.

Within his slender body lies the power to shake Qianlun. Even a demigod medicine with divine power would find it difficult to break free.

Unlike rosewood, this demigod tree struggled violently. Its trunk was fixed and it was powerless to resist, but its crown was glowing, as if it was about to burn. There was a terrifying power fluctuation, which was the power of the stars. The tree spirit wanted to fight back.

However, the falling Jidao Emperor's soldiers crushed the Star Tree so hard that it couldn't breathe. Even its trunk was bent. Under the enormous pressure, the whole tree was almost about to collapse.

After just a few breaths, a divine thought came from inside the Star Tree, expressing willingness to surrender.

A blurry face emerged on the trunk. It was a girl, only three or four years old. She was dejected at the moment, knowing that the person in front of her could catch her and brought more than one extremely powerful imperial weapon. No matter how she resisted, it would be useless.

"You have come to this day."

(End of this chapter)