Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

"Hmph!" The Yin-Yang Tree not far away snorted coldly, and the branches and leaves on the white side trembled.

"Little girl, come here." Another voice sounded, bewitchingly: "Since you appear here, I think there is some fate between us."

"Silly girl, if you are not afraid of death, come here. Becoming my nourishment will be a good choice for you." The sharp childish voice carried a hint of malice, forming a sharp contrast with the bewitching voice.

"Girl, don't worry. I promise that I will never touch you." The bewitching voice sounded again: "I am a precious tree of extreme yin and yang. Even if you get a leaf from me, it will be of great benefit to your future practice."

"Stinky girl..." Before the sharp voice sounded, the bewitching voice said angrily:

"You old thing, do you really think I dare not fight you to the death?"

"Heh, we are all trapped here now. If you kill me, you won't survive either."

When Luo Shan heard this, his mind became clear, and the thoughts that had arisen because of the word "treasure tree" were suppressed.

An old voice and a young voice confronted each other. Luo San rolled his eyes, put down the small white jade coffin on his waist, jumped onto the coffin lid, sat down, and began to watch the dispute over there with relish.

She had seen so many excitements, but this kind of... excitement was the first time she had seen it.

After groping in the storage bag, a golden fruit appeared in Luo Shan's hand. The fruit was very hard and shiny, as if it was made of solid gold.

He wiped it casually on his robes and began to eat the melon and watch the show with relish.

Not far away, the voices of an old man and a young child gradually discovered the situation on Luosan's side, and suddenly the two voices sounded at the same time.

"soy Mujer!"

As he spoke, a pressure belonging to the Jindan stage came over, followed by a burst of vigorous spiritual power.

Luo Shan took a bite of the golden fruit and felt his cheeks sore, but his hands slowly used spiritual power to activate the defensive shield of the white jade coffin.

When she came to the Donglin Secret Realm, Elder Gu gave her a Jindan-level protective jade token, which she embedded on the white jade coffin.

This is something that all the elite disciples in the clan have. After all, the secret realm is full of dangers, so the disciples who enter the secret realm must be given some life-saving trump cards.

"Golden Fruit? It seems like you are quite lucky." The old voice was a little surprised, and soon a childish voice sounded next to him:

"You have a water spirit root, this fruit is of no benefit to you, it's really a waste of a gift from heaven."

"Hehe..." Luo San pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile, and looked at the black and white trees leisurely with a pair of cunning eyes.

"How can it be completely useless? Although it tastes a bit hard, it contains a lot of spiritual power." Even if it cannot improve her water spiritual roots, the spiritual power contained in this fruit is incomparable to that of a second-grade spiritual pill.

"You!" The childish voice sounded a little anxious.

"Hahaha, old thing, I didn't expect that one day you would be so angry." The old voice was a little happy, but just after the words fell, the voice suddenly rose:

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

The voice was anxious and a bit angry. With the tree as the center, the vigorous wood spiritual power collided with the black demonic energy. Luo Shan was so frightened that he jumped directly off the coffin.

In the black and white Yin-Yang tree, on the white side, there was a transparent child with a stern face holding a branch in his hand. With a casual wave of his hand, a sword energy came out and went straight to the old man with black clothes and a aged face not far away on the other side.

The old man also held a black branch in his hand, with demonic energy surrounding him, resisting the sword energy coming from the opposite side.

"Feng Wuhen, you're so angry now. This is really unlike your cowardly personality."

The old man looked emaciated and sneered, "You and I have been trapped here for thousands of years. Finally someone came, but you don't want to leave and want to stop my plan. Do you really think I dare not fight you to the death?"

Thinking that the female cultivator he had bewitched had her intentions ruined by this evil old creature, he wished he could tear the old creature into pieces.

Luo Shan stopped biting the fruit and silently stuffed the golden fruit back into the storage bag. He got a positive answer to what he had been guessing. There was indeed a person hidden inside the fruit of the tree that was both yin and yang.

Of course, there is more than one.

Watching the child swinging his sword with sword intent every time, Luo Shan suddenly thought of the mountain-like stone wall he saw outside the palace gate at the beginning.

She didn't know who cut the stone wall in half, but even without getting close to the stone wall, she could feel the sword energy from the high-level powerful monk.

"Are you the senior who cut through the stone wall of the Demon Palace with his sword?"

Although it was a question, the tone was full of affirmation.

"It's me and it's not me." The child who was fighting with the old man in black replied loudly.

Luo Shan frowned, and suddenly thought of what the other party said at the beginning, and his expression gradually became surprised:

"You are the original tree spirit, but you have merged with the consciousness of that senior?"

Although it has the memories of that predecessor, it is still a Yin-Yang Tree, which is why it was so aggressive at the beginning and said that it was not a human.

"You have a clever brain." The childish voice was full of appreciation, and with a casual wave of his hand, another sword energy of spiritual power shot out.

"Silly girl, if you want to leave here alive, come with me and kill this monster here." After fighting for more than ten moves, the tree spirit gradually became weak. Its spiritual power was almost consumed. Fatigue appeared on its young face, and its figure gradually became transparent. After a while, it hid in the bushes on the white side again.

The situation of the old man in black was also not good. After all, he was just a soul living in the Yin-Yang Tree. If he left the Yin-Yang Tree for too long, his soul would become weaker and weaker.

He glanced at Luo Shan hatefully, with deep resentment in his eyes.

"If you join forces with that old man, can you guarantee that you will be safe after killing me? Don't forget that he is no longer a righteous cultivator like you humans. He is a tree spirit without morals and does whatever he wants. He just has the memory of a righteous cultivator."

Luo Shan was silent. He had to say that what he said made sense. Even if the other party was the soul of a righteous human cultivator, Luo Shan would not make a deal with him.

She is not a righteous person either. In the eyes of the Dongyue monks, the monks from the southern border tribes are no different from those from the demon sect. Of course, monks like them who have been passed down in the form of tribes are also aliens in the eyes of the demon sect.

Therefore, the monks in Southern Xinjiang can be considered as an existence that wanders on the border between good and evil.

"Girl, why don't you join forces with me, and I can swear an oath to heaven." After saying this, the old man raised his left hand to swear.

"You guys acted really well, but unfortunately..." Luo Shan shook his head and stared at the black and white trees:

"Unfortunately, I have difficulty making choices, so how about both of you die?"