Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

As the light flowed, Xue Yao was immersed in the painting, as if she had traveled through thousands of years of time and space, and magnificent scenes unfolded before her eyes.

She saw a handsome young man, overcoming all obstacles, bravely forging ahead, and finally reaching the pinnacle. His gaze was like a torch, as if it could illuminate the entire world, and he became a legend.

The scene shifted, and she saw another beautiful woman, a woman of unparalleled grace. Her long dress danced, like a fairy descending from the earth. Yet, fate had been fraught with hardship, and life had dealt her a cruel blow. Yet, she remained resolute, steadfast to her original aspirations, and sang a moving love song.

As the scroll unfolds, Xueyao seems to be immersed in the magnificent picture, sharing the joys and sorrows of the characters in the painting.

The scene before her eyes kept changing, as if time was going backwards, showing the difficult journeys that the guardians had experienced here.

Xueyao was intoxicated and immersed in the fantasy world of the scroll.

Staring intently at the ever-changing painting in front of her, Xue Yao felt as if she had become a part of the painting.

Suddenly, she felt like she had become one of the characters in the painting, sharing the hardships of life with the brave young man and beautiful woman. She saw how they stayed together, working day and night, overcoming one difficulty after another.

At this time, Xueyao is no longer just a bystander, she integrates into the painting and becomes a companion of the brave boy and the beautiful woman. They experience the wind and rain together and protect this land together.

For a moment, she felt like she was that beautiful woman, her heart filled with emotion and strength.

The scene changed again, and she found herself standing on the top of a towering mountain, overlooking the earth below.

The land before her eyes was like her own child, and she felt a surge of love for it, strengthening her resolve to protect it. She seemed to be able to sense the bravery and perseverance of those who protect it, and to stand with them in guarding this land.

She understood that this painting was actually the story of every guardian. Their tenacity, their courage, and their love were deeply imprinted on this land and became a part of it.

And she has become a part of this picture, and she is willing to protect this land with them.

The light and shadow flowed like a dream, and Xueyao's heart was deeply shocked.

She seemed to have witnessed that magnificent history with her own eyes, felt the sincere emotions of the characters in the painting, experienced the ups and downs with them, and witnessed the glory.

Xue Yao held her breath and concentrated, feeling the power bursting out from the stone tablet, trying to comprehend the mystery contained therein.

Immersed in the power of the stone tablet, Xueyao seemed to sense the oath and actions of the guardian from thousands of years ago. She took a deep breath, letting the mysterious power cleanse her heart and soul, gradually comprehending its profound meaning.

As the stone tablet glowed, Xueyao felt a surge of energy surge through her body, as if resonating with the power within. She clenched her fists, her conviction growing stronger, ready to face the coming challenge.

The light from the stone tablet gradually gathered, forming a majestic energy, like a spirit dancing between heaven and earth. This energy gently enveloped Xueyao, nourishing her soul.

Xue Yao journeyed through millennia of history, witnessing the unyielding perseverance of generations of guardians. The light from the stone tablet, like a beacon, illuminated her path to the pinnacle. Guided by this mysterious power, she felt awe and gratitude.

Suddenly, she felt as if she were amidst the flames of an ancient battlefield, feeling the bravery and fearlessness of the martyrs who fought for their beliefs. Suddenly, she seemed to be immersed in the melodies of a collection of elegant stringed instruments, experiencing the literati's yearning for a better life.

Behind this ancient stone tablet lies endless power and wisdom.

She realized that this was exactly the message conveyed by the python: only by bravely facing the test of fate and sticking to one's beliefs can one achieve extraordinary things.

As her understanding of power deepened, the light on the stone tablet grew brighter, eventually coalescing into a shimmering ball of light that slowly rose into the air. This ball of light contained boundless energy, like the hope and future of a world.

She looked at the ball of light affectionately, her heart filled with gratitude and awe.

She saw the vicissitudes of this land and felt the wisdom and power contained in the mysterious light ball.

In this ever-changing world, Xueyao's soul was cleansed and her realm was constantly improving.

The light from the stone tablet grew brighter and brighter, as if guiding Xueyao's path. She clenched her fists, her faith steadfast, and bravely faced this millennium-long trial.

Finally, the stone tablet's light faded, and the ancient runes gradually vanished. The scroll transformed into a brilliant light, merging into Xueyao's heart. Xueyao felt a surge of powerful strength surge into her. She knew it was the power bestowed upon her by the mysterious land, a symbol of her passing the trial.

Xueyao looked up at the sky, her heart full of gratitude.

Feeling this profound gift, Xueyao felt like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, transformed and reborn. She believed that this power would lead her to shoulder a greater mission and bring peace and prosperity to this land.

But she really couldn't believe how this mysterious place and this stone tablet could recognize her.

Could it be that this is the reason why she was brought here inexplicably?

Xue Yao's mind suddenly became clear, and she understood the true meaning of this test, which was to inherit the faith of the practitioners and protect the peace and tranquility of this land.

In this mysterious place, Xueyao experienced a spiritual baptism.

She finally became the winner of the test, but she regretted that she had the intention to kill the python.

"King Python, I'm sorry. I was too impulsive before. Please forgive me!" Thinking of her previous behavior, Xue Yao specially apologized to the python.

The python hadn't expected this human to apologize to it. The moment Xue Yao called him "Python King," it was startled. After a pause, it responded, "Miss, you're welcome. I was a bit rude earlier."

As it spoke, the python lowered its head, perhaps out of shyness or out of courtesy towards Xueyao.

Xue Yao suppressed her laughter and changed the subject subtly, "How many years has the Python King been guarding here?"

The python sighed, "More than ten thousand years."

Oh, guarding this place for over ten thousand years is truly not easy. Inexplicably, Xue Yao's admiration for the python increased even more.

"King Python, thank you so much. Xueyao is very grateful!" Only then did she remember the serious matter she wanted to say from the bottom of her heart.

The clever python knew what she meant and immediately said, "You're welcome. This is your chance."

Then he continued, "Xueyao, your name is Xueyao? It sounds nice, it's a nice name."

Xue Yao didn't respond, but smiled, "Python King, Xue Yao has a few questions I'd like to ask you. Is that okay?"

For some reason, the python's impression of Xueyao had completely changed, and it was willing to talk to her. But what did Xueyao want to ask it?

It was an old python, having lived for over 20,000 years, and it knew a lot. However, it couldn't tell everything. There were some things it couldn't reveal, even if it cost its life.

However, it also couldn't directly tell Xueyao what to say and what not to say.

Looking at Xueyao's expectant expression, it finally said slowly, "Tell me about it."