Chapter 239 The Mystery of the Ancient Tree(1/2)
Chu Yang took away his palm and showed a thoughtful look.
"Is this the legendary Jianmu?"
He raised his head and couldn't see the top, but under his mind, he realized that the ancient tree was more than 2,000 meters high and the diameter of the trunk was hundreds of meters.
Extremely terrifying.
It's like a tree that ascends to the sky.
"The vitality and the energy of creation are too huge!" Chu Yang said in his heart, "There is also the surrounding area, there are no poisonous insects and beasts, no wild grass, and only tall trees grow. I'm afraid it's because of this tree, but...!"
The origin of this tree is not explained in the original work, but it can carry the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven and grow here for billions of years without being destroyed, which is obviously abnormal.
This is a wilderness, with ferocious beasts everywhere and monsters fighting each other, and bloody battles are staged all the time. Even the thousand-foot mountain peaks may be destroyed one day.
However, this ancient tree can grow quietly to this day, which is a miracle.
Sit cross-legged, reflecting your soul, reflecting in all directions, and invading the ancient trees in all directions.
The majestic green ocean appears in the sea of heart.
He slowly penetrated inside, but became more and more troublesome and was eventually blocked.
It was a gentle force, without a fight back.
Chu Yang's mind power condensed a little, continued to penetrate, and moved forward a little more, stopped again, unable to continue moving forward.
"I'm afraid that the ancient Zhuxian Sword is far from comparable to that of such power!"
Without continuing to explore, he used his thoughts to activate the Heaven-Swallowing Technique to absorb the magnificent vitality in the ancient tree. What surprised him was that he only pulled out a small part and slowly flowed out.
"Unexpectedly, it's also expected!"
Chu Yang stopped, stood up, and smiled bitterly.
This time, this ancient tree was one of the goals for the Western Daze. After all, his wood god source has not been opened yet. I hope that this ancient tree could make him a wish.
Now that it doesn't work, I can only aim at other things.
Singing...!
I thought to myself, like the end of the sky, a cry came, clear and loud, spreading throughout the wilderness.
"Just looking for you, you came out!"
Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, emitting a ruthless light, rose up, and walked through the clouds and mist. When he arrived at the huge tree canopy, he saw a giant bird covering the sky with its wings.
The feather is orange and yellow, extremely large. If it falls on the ground, it is comparable to a small hill.
This is the yellow bird, the ancient monster that guards the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor, is extremely powerful. At this moment, it is stretching its wings in the clouds and mist, flying slowly, patrolling his territory like an emperor.
As soon as Chu Yang came up, it felt the threat, turned around and looked over.
The cold eyes were smaller than the car, and they shot out sharp light. The huge wings suddenly and violently swelled up, immediately rolling up two whirlwinds, connecting the sky and the earth, tearing the clouds and mists.
Yin Yin…!
Another cry was like a phoenix.
"I'm sorry!"
Chu Yang had no mercy, no sympathy, and no kindness. He stepped into the air and just punched him, immediately spurted out a black true energy, turned into a black dragon, and roared away.
The yellow bird was provoked and cried, showing an angry look. When his wings were combined, he actually smashed the black dragon.
"Is the wings like a divine weapon?"
Chu Yang's pupils shrank!
Swish...!
The yellow bird lowered its head, and it was like a sharp beak of a sharp gun tore through the air and stabbed it.
The gentleness of his head lowered and the temperature of his lips was comparable to the terrifying power of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons.
Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, and the sword of the soul traveled through time and space, suddenly descended, cutting open the yellow bird's soul light.
It has become like a demon, giving birth to spiritual intelligence, and is most easily restrained by the power of the mind.
The yellow bird trembled, but its wings were still supported and did not fall. But Chu Yang took a step to the yellow bird's head and punched it on the head. The force condensed and poured into the head like a tsunami.
Bang……!
The head was not broken, but the brain became a ball of paste.
Singing...!
The yellow bird whined, and there was no hope of life. Just as it was about to fall, it was controlled by Chu Yang in a high altitude and floating.
"The Heaven-Swallowing Master!"
Chu Yang's exercise of martial arts without hesitation was like a giant gluttonous beast, devouring the essence of the yellow bird.
The essence flows backwards like a big river, pouring into the body, and is tempered again by the Five Emperors Sutra, turning into a power without attributes, and flows into the source of the Fire God.
The true energy of fire ripples, and the liquid level slowly rises.
The yellow bird's body kept shrinking, and Chu Yang's aura also rose one after another.
The clouds and mists tumbling, but each person and the bird are still.
The sun crosses the sky, the crescent moon goes around the ends of the world, constantly spinning without stopping for a moment.
In the end, the yellow bird shrank more than a hundred times and turned into a mummy.
"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, then return to heaven and earth!"
Chu Yang let out a long roar, and the sound shook vastly. When his feet were shaken, the true essence of fire surged out, burning the yellow bird that had lost all its essence into ashes and sprinkled on the earth.
"The source of the Fire God is finally complete!"
While the fire's true energy is increased, it also tempers the body and refines the true energy. Now it is perfect, which further enhances his power.
"I have a feeling that if I face Qinglong now, I can seriously injure him with one punch!"
Chu Yang punched in the sky, and the true essence of fire roared, burning into a sea of fire, turning clouds and mist into a flame, reflecting the sky red.
Stretch your arms and relax.
Looking out at the end of the world and enjoying the scenery here, it has a unique flavor.
After a long time of leisure, Chu Yang jumped in front of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House.
This treasure house is said to be the place where the Immortal Emperor cultivates the truth. It has a collection of untold mystery. It is located on a sacred tree that has grown for billions of years. The vines are wrapped around and the stone door is closed.
Chu Yang sat cross-legged in front of the treasure house door without any other moves.
This is to further consolidate the cultivation level, otherwise it will be difficult to master every point of strength if the sharpness is too obvious.
Time flows, and finally returns to nature, without a trace of sharpness.
"The Treasure House of Heavenly Emperor was originally born in fifteen years, but how could I wait?"
Since I have come, I have made up my mind.
Chu Yang's eyes condensed, and the power in the Fire God Source boiled, causing his breath to surge.
Rumble!
Then a punch fell on the stone gate, and the explosion sounded, the treasure house trembled, as if it was about to crack and collapse.
He remembered that the Yellow Bird in the original work competed with the Black Water Black Snake and smashed the treasure house to pieces. The strength of the Yellow Bird was only equivalent to the realm of transformation of the gods. He was not strong in spirit and was restrained by him.
"Come again!"
Chu Yang roared wildly, his strength was boiling, his left fist was flames, his right hand was black water, and there were thirty-six punches in a moment, which cracked the stone gate.
"Is it still not possible?"
Continue to activate the force, the flames rise in the left fist, twisting the air, and the tides in the right hand ripples like waves of the sea.
"The Red Emperor Yanyang Fist, the Black Emperor Zhenhai Fist, the Yin and Yang are combined, and they are the root of each other, turning into Tai Chi, attracting the power of the universe and bursting it out!"
With the combination of the two fists, the strength surged by more than ten times, completely shattering the stone gate.
Chu Yang shook his sleeves and swept the dust off, and he felt a scent of fragrance coming, which shocked his mind and made him feel a little clear.
His eyes shone through the darkness, and immediately there was a large space inside. A wooden platform was erected in the center of the darkness, about half a person tall, a circular wooden pillar about the thickness of a baby's arm connected into the ground, and a platform of one foot size was supported at the upper end.
There is a quaint cup in the middle of the platform, looking like it is made of wood. When his eyes condensed, Chu Yang found that the entire cup and the wooden table were completely connected, which was a whole.
What attracted Chu Yang's attention was the thing in the small wooden cup. The wooden cup was about three inches high and two inches wide, with transparent liquid in the middle. Above the liquid in the cup, there was a small transparent stone, which was flat on five sides and crystal clear.
It was this stone that emitted soft light, forming a semicircular light curtain on the small wooden platform, refracting various colors of light, scattering around, and also protecting the liquid.
"Is this the secret treasure of the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor's Nether Stone?"
Staring at the small wooden cup, Chu Yang's eyes flashed with a fiery look and then calmed down.
"In the original work, the immortal medicine is also called the immortal medicine, and it was swallowed by Zhang Xiaofan's three-eyed spiritual monkey Xiaohui, and no changes occurred later!"
Chu Yang pondered, but he sensed a thin vitality from the transparent liquid, extremely rich, and possessed the terrible power of fortune.
Stepping in, standing next to the wooden pillar, looking up, it was dark and there was no appearance.
To be continued...