While he was pondering, Meng Hao glanced around, his spiritual consciousness spreading, but except for the big golden tree and the golden crow bird on the tree, there was no sign of any other living beings.

"Could it be that he escaped from here?" Meng Hao is a master of alchemy. He has refined spiritual elixirs. The kind of elixirs that will be destroyed by heavenly calamity are like taking over the world.

"It should have withered into ashes." Meng Hao thought thoughtfully. Almost most of the ancient elixirs that were discovered have become dried up products, no doubt similar to medicine ashes, not to mention the ancient elixirs that are older than this.

.

Meng Hao could not imagine how this elixir that had been broken out of the furnace could still survive after so many years. In silence, Meng Hao no longer thought about this matter, but turned his head and looked at the pill.

Big tree.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his right hand and gently pressed it on the tree.

The moment his hand touched the tree, the wooden totem between Meng Hao's eyebrows immediately emitted a green light. The big tree also shook violently, and faint golden light swam.

There is no communication, no communication, there is just a trace of parting that existed on this big tree so many years ago. At this moment, it is released, as if it is having a life with the same kind it recognizes.

The final farewell.

Meng Hao looked at the tree. It had long since lost its vitality. What was left was just a trace of the tree from many years ago.

After a long while, he sighed softly.

"Is this the place where Yan Song and others are trying so hard to come..."

"There is no elixir, only a skeleton and a large tree that has returned to ruins. Even the elixir contained in the jade slip is an ancient recipe. In today's era, the medicinal herbs mentioned in it can no longer be found.

The only one that exists is this golden crow." Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the golden crow perched on the tree crown.

For a long time, Meng Hao shook his head and was about to raise his hand when suddenly his body shook violently. The golden crow bird with closed eyes opened its eyes at this moment. The moment it opened its eyes, a wisp of

The power of vitality emanated from it and instantly merged into the big tree. At this moment, the tree seemed to have the power to survive, and it looked... as if it was still alive.

Meng Hao's hand touched the big tree, so this trace of vitality was also felt by him. The moment he felt this vitality, Meng Hao opened his eyes wide in disbelief, raised his head sharply, and stared blankly.

Looking at the golden crow, this ancient sacred object of the Crow God tribe, even if we go back further, a powerful tribe was born because of it.

Even now, the powerful tribe back then has not dissipated, but has been divided into no parts.

"This vitality..." Meng Hao was stunned there. After a long time, he took a deep breath. As a master of alchemy, he was very familiar with alchemy. At that moment, the vitality emanating from the golden crow clearly contained

Now...some aura unique to elixirs!!

That's not vitality, that's the power of elixir!

"Did it swallow that pill, or... it was that pill!" The latter was what shocked Meng Hao. Before that, he had never imagined that this person had risen.

The tribe's Golden Crow was actually transformed into a pill.

He is a master of alchemy, and he can accept lakes and mountains becoming monsters, but for elixirs, perhaps because he knows too much about them, he seems to have his eyes covered and cannot see carefully.

Meng Hao was breathing rapidly. He could almost conclude that of the two explanations he thought of, the possibility of the former was extremely slim. Once swallowed, the breath of the elixir could not be preserved until now.

The only possibility is that the elixir has transformed into a demon, so it exists forever and will last forever!

Breathing rapidly, Meng Hao glanced at the Golden Crow Bird and then at the big tree. Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind. In the picture, an ancient alchemy master was sitting under a green tree.

Before he died, he refined the most glorious elixir in his life.

Unfortunately, as soon as this elixir was completed, he had already lost his breath.

A few years later, the spirituality of this elixir reached a certain level, or it may be related to the green wood. It broke through the alchemy furnace and appeared in the world. From then on, in its world, it was only accompanied by this green wood.

Year after year, after endless years, it rose up and created the Crow God Tribe. Until many years passed, the life of this green tree withered and slowly died.

But it didn't want to accept the death of the big tree. It used its own power to turn the big tree into the same color as it, and every once in a while, it would send out a ray of life.

But... the tree has died. Even if it does this, it will only get a false lifelike appearance.

But...it's not that it doesn't understand, it's that it doesn't want to give up.

Meng Hao was silent for a while. After a while, he sighed softly, put down his hand, took a few steps back, cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the tree and the Golden Crow.

He could see that this Golden Crow was getting weaker and weaker. Sooner or later, it would become extinct and turn into ashes. And because of its death, this big tree would lose its false lifelikeness and turn into ashes.

Perhaps what they are waiting for is for each other to become ashes and fly into the sky together.

Meng Hao looked at the Golden Crow and the big tree. He didn't know why, but from the Golden Crow's eyes, he seemed to see some similarities with the Master's Alchemy Ghost. It was standing on the big tree, and the Alchemy Ghost was standing on the short mountain.

Staring at this big tree, Dangui stared at the statue of Zidong.

This feeling was so strange that Meng Hao was silent for a moment and then spoke softly.

"Now that I'm here, I'll do my best..." He raised his right hand to pinch the secret, took a deep breath, and pointed towards the big tree.

"With my nine-generation demon sealing order, I will seal you up!" With Meng Hao's finger, his body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on the tree. The golden crow's eyes suddenly revealed a strange light, looking at

By Meng Hao.

"Seal your path and become a monster along the way!"

"Seal your way and it will continue from now on!"

"If your soul is sealed, you will become a demon when you return to the ruins!"

"My approval represents the approval of the Demon Sealing lineage. This... is Feng Zheng, like a blessing." This is the true usage of Feng Zheng. After Meng Hao realized this, he had never really tried his best to seal any demon.

Yes, at most it's just a little closed.

Being sealed is recognition, and with the approval of the Demon Sealing Master, the demons of heaven and earth can absorb the original power of the nine mountains and seas to a limited extent, and their souls can remain alive even after death.

This Golden Crow was not kind to him, but this kind of emotion and this kind of thoughts touched Meng Hao, and this kind of touching made him think that he...should help him to be crowned.

The moment Feng Zheng fell, Meng Hao took a deep breath, took one last look at the big tree and the Golden Crow, turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, suddenly, the Golden Crow made a sound. For the first time since Meng Hao came in,

neighing.

This neighing sound smelled like metal friction. The moment Meng Hao looked back, the body of the golden crow trembled violently, and the whole body seemed to have overlapping shadows. A golden light flew out directly and landed on Meng Hao.

His chest turned into a golden mark there.

This is a totem, a golden crow totem. Like the green wood that Meng Hao obtained before, they are both metallic and powerful totems. If there is good luck and can return to the ancestors, it will turn into ancient gold characters!

After giving away this totem, Golden Crow suddenly became more than half weak and his body was shaky. He barely managed to stand still and stared at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was about to say something when suddenly, in this gray world, a shocking roar came from the seventh crater. In this roar, four figures suddenly roared out from inside.

out.

"Haha, this is it!"

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Forgive me, I only wrote 2,300 words in this chapter. I have been exhausted since I came back, and it broke out in three days. It is a promise, an apology, and sincerity.

Brothers and sisters, let your ears rest for a few days before you explode again, okay?
Chapter completed!