Chapter 981 The Demon Seed is Natural (15)
He carefully held the silver bell in his palm, brought it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
A delicate fragrance enters the nose, and the just-right fragrance is mixed with a bit of coolness like a cool breeze.
Aowu, who had been tortured by the dragon's poison, found some comfort at this moment. He narrowed his eyes and held the flowers carefully. Just as he was about to turn around, the silver flowers that suddenly fell had already buried his calf.
This pure and bright area made Aowu stay in place for a long time.
He looked at Qinglong not far away. There was no movement for a long time. He just raised his head to look at the flowers floating in the sky. It was obvious that she was also attracted by this beautiful scenery.
"Is this also the ancestor's mirror sky?"
The sound was mixed with the ringing of bells.
Qinglong came back to his senses and slowly closed his eyes.
"The top of this tree is connected to the clouds, mountains and fog sea in the Nine Heavens. If you climb up, you can see the ancestors."
Aowu had no doubts about Qinglong's words.
She seemed to know something.
Looking up, this tree really reaches straight into the sky, and you can't see what is connected to the end.
Aowu hung the pendant around his neck, rolled up his sleeves and climbed directly up the tree trunk.
Soon he was surrounded by a sea of silver flowers. Everything in front of his eyes was such bright and dazzling colors. He shook his head and felt dizzy for a moment.
"Don't look at the flowers, keep climbing."
Aowu obeyed and stopped looking at the flowers. He just stared at the silver tree trunk in front of him and climbed up little by little.
I don’t know how long it took, Aowu didn’t know how much he had climbed, let alone how much was left. After climbing down, his hands and feet were extremely sore, and the top of his head seemed to have no end at all.
Aowu stopped and took a deep breath.
"How many more...are there?"
"There are plenty of them."
If you can avoid the wind blade that breaks the virtual cliff, you will naturally have to take a lot of detours.
Aowu was filled with helplessness and despair. He was so tired that he had to rest.
"Let me take a breath before walking away. This tree trunk is really made of silver. It's too hard... Hey, why is there still blood on it?"
I was glancing around at Aowu, who was looking around, when I immediately noticed the looming bright red hidden in the sea of flowers not far away.
He opened the bunch of flowers and took a look, and sure enough, there was a bright red palm print on the silver-white tree trunk. Continuing to look up, traces of bloody handprints can be seen along the way up the tree trunk.
"There are people who have climbed this tree besides me."
He was determined.
Qinglong's voice became colder, even a little deeper, mixed with some unclear regret.
"Keep walking."
"My hands hurt."
"It doesn't hurt anymore after it's chopped. Can you walk?"
He groaned.
"Let's go."
Although the hand hurt, it was okay, not to the point where it was full of blood.
I'm really curious who left this bloody handprint. This is the road connecting the sky in the mirror to the sky outside the sky. Besides him, is there anyone else who wants to climb up through this tree?
The key is, who knows the existence of this tree?
"Master Long, this fingerprint was not left by you, was it?"
Aowu felt that his guess was reasonable.
Qinglong glanced at him coldly, and then uttered two words.
"Shut up."
He whined and turned back to continue climbing.
Who is stupid?
One step at a time with bloody handprints. Why climb up if it's so painful?
The ancestor knows everything. If you really want something from him, he will know it without climbing a tree.
But if the ancestor doesn't respond, what if he climbs up?
Judging from what is happening in the world of gods and immortals today.
The ancestor is not a compassionate Buddha who saves all people, but a jade Buddha who is ruthless and has no desires.
(End of chapter)