Chapter two hundred and thirty
At this time, Daoyi knelt down under the sycamore tree with a pale complexion, touching the torso of the sycamore tree, and his eyes showed a depressed, painful and incredible expression.
Useless!
He tried it, and for some reason, the sycamore tree could not borrow any essence to bless it, and it poured into its body with the overwhelming essence, helping it to erase the branches of the big toon tree, as if it were two trees.
"Why? Why did I borrow the innate power of the sycamore tree last time, but this time it was not possible?" Daoyi's voice was full of unwillingness, and he punched it hard and smashed it on the sycamore tree.
The sycamore tree did not move at all, but his palms were already covered in blood. Daoyi suddenly stood up: "Nothing is right! It is absolutely wrong! Why is this happening?"
"Daoyuan! Go and find Daoyuan! Then you can know the reason for the incident!" Daoyi suddenly turned around and wanted to walk out of the Peach Blossom Forest of Yaoyao ten miles, but when he looked around, there was a miasma in his eyes, and the endless black air surged up to the sky, covering the surroundings tightly.
Thousands of feet away from the sycamore tree, a gray and white mist filled the air. It seemed like a ferocious beast with its big mouth opened, staring at the people in the formation with a fierce look.
Daoyi stopped and stopped at the edge of the fog. Looking at the peach blossom evil that was rolling three feet away, he suddenly felt alert in his heart, and then his palm slowly stretched out to contact the peach blossom miasma.
"Not good! It's poisonous!" A stinging pain came, Daoyi quickly pulled his hand back, a hint of horror appeared in his eyes, and he lowered his head to look at his palm, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
The bones were full of bones, and I had no time to react when I had just had a little contact with the fog, and my flesh and blood had melted.
"Poisonous! What a strong toxicity! This poison connects the earth veins in the wonderful realm of the Spirit Platform, and contains the power of fire poison, which is definitely not something I can resist!" Daoyi looked at his palm, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
He raised his head and glanced around, and a sense of despair rose from his heart. He really had no way to go to the earth. Now he not only could not practice with the help of the sycamore tree, but instead trapped himself here.
"I just hope that my junior sister can come to see me and then take the opportunity to rescue me!" Daoyi sat in the soil with a depressed expression, with a gloomy look on his eyes: "Whose sycamore tree is it? This person must be taking the opportunity to plot against me and want to use Daoyuan's hand to get rid of me. I'm afraid that the other party has already dragged Daoyuan and will not give Daoyuan a chance to come here at all."
Morality is the innate bloodline, and one mind is clear. If he doesn't know that he has been conspired, he will be a fool.
"This is the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai. I am a disciple who entered the hall. I don't believe you have the courage to kill me!" Daoyi's mind turned and looked at the evil aura all over his body. It seemed that there was a black hand in the evil aura, which would rush out at any time to squeeze himself into flesh paste.
"What should I do? How to break the deadlock? If I can't go out, I'm afraid I'm going to die of old age and be trapped to death! Even if the other party won't kill me, I'll let me go out at the last moment, but... when the punishment of heaven comes, I'm still the word "death"? What a cruel heart, what a cruel plan! Such a chain of plans and such a scheming, I'm willing to give up the disadvantage!" Daoyi frowned, his thoughts turned, and he kept deducing: "So, who is plotting against me?"
"The peach forest is born here. There were only a dozen peach trees at that time, and there were no sycamore trees hidden. I and my junior sister saw this with my own eyes and would never be false!" The moral thoughts flowed: "It's Daoguo! After the Daoguo came, he began to manage the peach trees and produced a ten-mile peach blossom forest! And I happened to have a grudge with Daoguo. Could it be Daoguo who plotted against me?"
"It would be reasonable to say that Daoguo plotted against me, but...? Daoguo did not have the strength to obtain the sycamore tree, let alone cultivate the branches of the sycamore tree?" Daoyi clenched his fist: "I heard from Daoyuan that Daoguo, Taiyi God, Bai Ze and other great supernatural powers have both old ones. When the ancestor brought Daoguo back to the mountain, Taiyi God asked the ancestor to take care of it. If this sycamore tree was given by Taiyi God, it would make sense to make up for the little barbarian's foundation."
"What a cruel heart, such a wolf-hearted person, it's simply a cancer of my Lingtai Fangcun Mountain!" Dao gritted his teeth with righteousness, and looked around the mist: "Daoguo, come out, I know you are planning to plot against me. This time I admit it. If there are any conditions, you can just draw the trail."
Inside the miasma
Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, wore a gray Taoist robe, and looked at the uneasy Daoyi who was sitting and lying under the sycamore tree with expressionless face. Suddenly, a sound in his ears made him stunned: "How did he know it was me? Could it be that he was cheating me?"
"Not right. If he uses fraud, why will it fall on me?" Yang Sanyang's thoughts turned in his mind, the fire of wisdom flowed, and the saint's Dharma image quickly deduced, carefully looked at the expression and expression of morality, and after a while, he said: "There are really some tricks that he actually guessed."
Do you want to meet?
Of course I have to see you!
As the winner, if you don’t show off at this time, how can you feel the joy of being the winner?
"Haha, you are smart. I thought I had not revealed any flaws. How could you tell me to see through it?" Yang Sanyang did not cover up his face, but just carried his hands on his back and slowly walked out of the miasma, looking at Daoyi with doubt.
"It's really you! I'm right in deduction!" Seeing Yang Sanyang walking out, Daoyi's pupils shrank sharply: "It's true that it's wolf's ambition. As a fellow disciple, you dare to plot against me."
"I'm plotting against you? You have to come in by yourself. What's the matter with me? You begged for Daoyuan and wanted to borrow my sycamore tree to restore the foundation. I can't resist Daoyuan, so I can only agree!" Yang Sanyang looked at him condescendingly: "This place is not bad, with the innate sycamore tree accompanying you. You have practiced here for thousands of years and polished your mind. It's also a good place to go."
"Ha..." Daoyi smiled coldly: "I am a disciple of Lingtai Fangcunshan. What can you do if you trap me here? Unless you ignore the laws of the ancestors, no one dares to kill me."
"When did I say I want to kill you? It's enough to trap you here! When your deadline is approaching, I will release you out and be punished by heaven... Haha!" Yang Sanyang's smile was cold.
"What a cruel heart and a deep plan. I think for my brother that although there is hatred between you and me, it cannot reach the point of life and death. Why are you so angry?" Daoyi stared at Yang Sanyang with his eyes tightly.
"It shouldn't be true, you shouldn't pull Daoyuan into the water!" Yang Sanyang glanced at Daoyi: "Don't make small moves, I have covered the secrets of heaven here, and no one will know that I have come here to see you! Even if you say it out, no one will believe it."
"You..." Daoyi's expression changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but let go of the seal in his hand. This time, Daoyi finally changed color: "Since you trapped me here, I admit it. Just draw the trail and ask for it if you have any requests."
Yang Sanyang refused to say anything after hearing this: "How do you know that I designed you?"
"You planted the Peach Blossom Forest! It's enough!" Daoyi smiled coldly. Although he didn't say it in detail, Yang Sanyang already understood the flaws.
"In this way, it's really a flaw." Yang Sanyang thought about it.
"After saying that, what do you have to ask for? Just ask?" Daoyi looked at Yang Sanyang with cold eyes. Since he was sure that the other party could not kill him, why bother to compromise?
"Oh? Can you raise any conditions?" Yang Sanyang said curiously.
"Natural!" Daoyi said coldly: "I know your thoughts on Daoyuan. As long as you release me, what can Daoyuan give it to you?"
"You know a lot, but you don't know. As long as I trap you here and wait for death, you will die under the punishment of heaven in the future, Daoyuan will be mine sooner or later!" Yang Sanyang smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why should I let you out?"
"You..." Daoyi's expression was moved when he heard this, his pupils contracted sharply, and a serious look appeared in his eyes: "Junior brother, do you really refuse to let me go, and you will definitely kill me if you want to kill me?"
"Junior brother? I, a barbarian, don't deserve to be your junior brother!" Yang Sanyang shook his head: "I finally deceived you to this place, how could I give you a chance to go out?"
"Hmph, don't even think about achieving your wish. Daoyuan will come to see me sooner or later, and I will still be able to go out at that time." Daoyi smiled coldly.
"What if I shout that Daoyuan can't come?" Yang Sanyang smiled meaningfully.
"Do you really want to kill them all?" Daoyi's expression changed wildly when he heard this, and his voice was full of coldness.
"Oh, I've been disliked by you for a long time. If I didn't take this opportunity to kill you, how can I feel at ease in the future? If you are alive, Daoyuan will be dragged to death by you sooner or later!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly: "You'd better wait for death here slowly."
"That means, there is nothing to talk about? You and I will definitely not die in the future, right?" Dao Yi said with a cold expression.
"Haha!" Yang Sanyang walked into the miasma, and responded to Daoyi with only two unknown sneers.
"Since I'm not going to die, I can't blame me!" Daoyi's eyes flashed in green light, and the next moment, two green vines under the ground were tangled towards Yang Sanyang like ropes: "As long as you capture you, you can't let me go."
"This method is too immature!" The real fire gushed between Yang Sanyang's mouth and nose, and the vines instantly turned into ashes.
"Some skills are no wonder I dare to come to see me! I will ask you to see the magical powers of my Stone Human Clan!" Daoyi stomped his feet suddenly, and the next moment the earth twisted and changed: "It's just a stone's end!"
Take one step, still standing still.
Yang Sanyang looked at the mud under his feet, and the footprints he took could not help but be stunned.
"You just stay here with me. Today I have to capture you!" Daoyi smiled coldly: "You seem to be only a short distance from miasma, but this close distance is the end of the world, and you will never be able to reach it."
Chapter completed!