Old Man's Begging Stick

The answer, the two of them even united: "Aren't you able to pinch and count? You can just figure it out."

It can never be counted for sure, Wen Heng felt that he must be the magic stick among the magic sticks. He used to be able to fool ordinary people in Qingcheng Town, but when he came to the world of cultivation and met monks, he didn't dare to forget it. .However, he now has a new move, he is a huge tree, he can explore how big this world is.

Just do what you say, Wen Heng stuck the begging stick into the hillside at once, Shao Ning and Lingxi flew out quickly, and didn't stop until they flew over several hills.They turned their heads to look, but only saw the black branches of the giant tree.The canopy of the giant tree stretched towards the nearby mountains, covering half of the sky.

Although the giant tree has the potential to cover the sky and the sun, it is not like other trees that cover the sun and leave shadows.The tripod sky giant tree showed its figure in the sun for the first time, but it didn't cover a little bit of the sun.It is as transparent as the sunlight penetrates the dense leaves and branches and falls on the ground without any obstruction.

"It's so big..." Lingxi was shocked, "It's more than double the size when I first saw it in Ling Mine." Shao Ning agreed: "Yes, I think it is bigger than the yellow sand in Taoist Canglei before." It was even bigger when it appeared on the Internet."

Forget it, the trees are still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Heng stood in front of the giant tree, his long hair moved freely without wind, and it could be seen that he could stretch the branches under the sun, and he felt comfortable physically and mentally.It's just that I couldn't stretch it for a while, Wen Heng waved his hand, and the giant tripod tree became a begging stick: "Someone is here."

Both Lingxi and Shao Ning are Jindan monks, and their spiritual consciousness can cover a radius of a hundred miles.But he couldn't find anyone approaching, Wen Heng pointed in the direction of the sun: "Someone is coming over there."

The author has something to say: Stupid author: I wish fellow Taoists a long life and a wish to come true

Wen Lingshao: Are you cursing us?

To sum up, in the world of cultivation, those who live a hundred years are all short-lived ghosts!