The gate of Qinghong sect is much larger than people think.
Before, people had already gone from the meeting hall to the front hall, and then to the reception hall. They thought that they had already passed most of qinghongzong, but now they realize that the place they had been to was just the periphery.
On both sides of the road are lush green grass and shade. It doesn't look like a big garden on the plain in the mountains.
However, no flower could be seen in the garden.
In addition to the grassland, there are clumps of dwarf trees. Most of these trees are more than one person tall, and do not appear luxuriant. They look like the kind of artificial green trees.
In other people's eyes, they don't feel anything, but Tang Feng is clear that these trees do not exist alone, but as a whole.
These trees are all grown from the roots of golden branches and leaves. Although they seem to be seedlings now, in fact, they have been growing for hundreds of years.
Tang Feng can see that the golden branches and leaves grow luxuriantly. The root system completely covers the underground of the whole sect. It can be said that the sect is actually built on the tree.
Xiao Hui is bouncing behind Tang Feng. Does he stretch out his claw, rub it on the leaves and take off two leaves? It's useless. He just plays with it.
In his eyes, Lu Jingchen didn't say anything, just let him do it.
After walking for more than half an hour, in front of the crowd, it suddenly became clear.
In front of them, there was a huge open space. Around the open space, there was a circle of trees growing regularly.
These trees are a little higher than the dwarf trees we saw before. They are about two meters high, and the leaves are a little more luxuriant. These trees form a quite regular circle.
At the moment, people are standing by these trees.
It was because of the trees that they had before that they could see the situation in front of them.
The circle, which is surrounded by trees, has a diameter of more than 200 meters. At a glance, it is very open. In the circle, there is a flat grass. Only at the center of the circle, there is a huge tree.
It's huge. It's not an exaggeration.
The trunk of this tree needs about three adult men to hold hands to make a circle. The highest position of the branch is more than 10 meters. The whole crown, like a big umbrella, is tightly pressed down.
As soon as you see this tree, you can instantly understand the meaning of the four words "Jinzhiyuye".
If it's really golden.
The whole tree, under the white moonlight, glowed with gold. From the trunk to the branches, it was covered in a golden light. At first glance, it thought that the tree was made of pure gold.
And the leaves hanging on the golden branches, just as Tang Feng said before, are green and dazzling. On the crown of the tree, there is a light green mist, flowing slowly under the moonlight.
Even Xie Hu Hu and Li Jianming, whose accomplishments are extremely low, or even just peeped into Wu Xiu's path, are almost ordinary people in Tang Feng's eyes. They can see the green fog wandering.
Under the crown of the tree, the golden light flickered. At first, people didn't know what it was. They just thought it was the moonlight reflected by the golden trunk.
But when I looked at it, I found that the golden light spot was constantly moving. That is to say, the eyes of these people were so good that I could tell that it was a flying bee.
Rao Shizhong is not an expert in zoology and botany. He also knows that the bee is an insect that moves in the daytime and does not emit light. How can it fly around the tree in the middle of the night?
What's more, there is no sign of flowering on this tree, and how does it attract bees?
"This, this --" Rong Guocheng was tongue tied. He wanted to say something to express his shock, but he couldn't say a word.
He was also shocked by Shangguan.
They also came out of the clan. Shangguan also had a certain understanding of the general pattern of the clan. Their clan was very regular. The architectural division in the clan was very standardized, including the library, the martial arts arena and the Council hall.
She thought before that, even though the land occupied by Qinghong sect was larger than her own sect, the pattern inside was almost the same. But along the way, she felt a little surprised. When she saw this huge tree, she was even more stunned.
Lu Jingchen stood still and said to Tang Feng, "Sir, this is the spirit tree in the clan."
Between the words, he looked a little uneasy.
Tang Feng's eyes fell on the golden branches and leaves and nodded slowly.
The spirit tree in front of him was the same as what he thought.
The aura around the tree has also reached unprecedented strength.
Although it's far less than the places of cultivating immortals in the vast universe, it can be regarded as one of the best on earth.
Lin Mengjia tightly holds Tang Feng's hand. The scene in front of her also shocked her face.
Her eyes were fixed on the golden branches and leaves, and her pupils were all reflected with gold.
"It's incredible. It's just like fairyland." Lin Mengjia murmured, looking a little confused and excited.
Tang Feng smile, he did not speak, but pull Lin Mengjia, toward the direction of the spirit tree, took a step, toward that direction.
Lu Jingchen's heart is a tight, he subconsciously stretched out a hand, seems to want to stop, but after all, or did not make any action, just watching Tang Feng with Lin Mengjia toward the inside.
Other people see Tang Feng go over, look at each other, but also closely follow behind.
Such a scene is a rare one in a hundred years. Of course, we should seize this opportunity to have a good look.
Looking at a few people, Yi Wen nervously looked at Lu Jingchen and said, "master, they are --"
Lu Jingchen gently waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to speak.
Then, he also turned his eyes to Tang Feng's direction. In his eyes, he was also worried that it was not easy to be detected.
He didn't know what the purpose of Tang Feng was, and he didn't know what he thought in his heart. But now, he has no way to stop what Tang Feng might do.
As a patriarch, he felt powerless for the first time.