Chapter 1067： Withered trees and spring, the final rule will end

Off-topic: After reading the book review area, I suddenly realized that I had made a mistake in the update in the past few days. The simple elementary school multiplication is wrong. It is a bit ... cough, occasionally, when writing a book, this kind of confusion can be even within 100 Please forgive me for the fact that all of the math questions are wrong, because many channels may already be on, so the content will not be modified. As long as you know it, nine lines of gold characters, each line of eleven, a total of ninety-nine. In addition, thanks to the enthusiastic readers for reminding in the book review area, I wish you all a happy new year, the following is the text of this chapter.

If you just treat this tree just because of feelings, is it too much compassion?

Gradually, the withered yellow leaves kept falling. For a while, the withered leaves fell like snowflakes, and the entire canopy was completely withered.

Hopeless?

Song Ning had a hint of hesitation in his arm. He sat under this bodhi tree, and he always had a very familiar feeling. As if he was sitting under the bodhi tree in the demon domain, he would be sheltered as if sitting here. Any intrusion from the outside world can be offset, which is why he wants to keep the bodhi tree.

But now, the trunk is dry, the branches are yellow, and the leaves are falling ...

Although Song Ning shocked all of them with just one blow, he was able to subdue the skeleton with such an easy force and dispel the smoke from the skeleton without a trace. If this is not a powerful strength, what a magic weapon for exorcism No matter what kind of it is, it is enough to prove that Song Ning is extremely strong, but even so, life and death are alive, how can he want to resurrect this dead tree?

"Song Daoyou ..." Jing Jing couldn't bear to see Song Ning in such a state. His vitality passed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, the fairy power in his body also poured into the bodhi tree frantically.

It's just a tree, why is it so persistent?

"It's just a tree, why are you so persistent?" This voice came from Song Ning's storage ring.

Just a tree?

For ordinary people, this is really just a bodhi tree, but for Song Ning, the sense of deja vu that he can protect is unique. If this sense is lost, it will be less. The days he spent with Leng Yuexiao, one day later, one day less ...

"If even the obsession is gone, what if the road is repaired?" Song Ning looked bitterly at the Bodhi tree in front of him. He could feel the weak breath of the tree, like a candle in the wind, about to go out.

But at this moment, a gleam of red light appeared in the bodhi tree, which seemed to flow to all trunks, followed by the naked eyes of the fairy power scattered among the branches and trunks, and the already dead branches appeared on the branches. Green sprout.

Above the sky, the old fairy who had already left did not really leave, but blended into the sky and looked down at Song Ning. When he saw the scene of the sprouting of the dead tree, he could n’t help but fly, thinking that he had appeared a long time ago. An old legend.

"Withered trees and spring, the final law will end ..." The old fairy turned slowly thoughtfully, and there was no more noise.

Withered wood in spring is a vision of heaven and earth. Since ancient times, how many withered trees have been able to meet spring? Under the support of Song Ning's fairy power and vitality, the twig of the linden tree sprouted, and even the original yellow trunk had healed, and it was lush in the blink of an eye. The yellow leaves that had fallen on the ground before did not know what kind of force was toward The roots of the linden tree gather, and gradually sink into the soil after gathering.

"The fallen leaves return to the roots and nourish the old trees. Now they can regenerate even without my strength." Song Ning pulled his hand out, clenched his fists, and the wound in his palm disappeared. At this time, the Bodhi tree had almost recovered in front of him. , He also made a wish.

At this moment, no matter whether it was Sun Qian or Leng Ming, there was no slight contempt for Song Ning. The fifty or sixty monks who were alive after seeing all this, almost returned to Song Ning with teleportation speed. I was afraid that Song Ning would have burned them all upset.

"Actually ... it really saves life." Jing Jing looked at this Bodhi tree, and in a trance, always felt that Song Ning's magic was a bit too much, but although all of this is Song Ning's credit, he must not ignore Song Ning's body. The cold blood of Lengjia, the regenerative power of the cold blood of Lengjia, can even be reborn with plants, which is really magical.

"Song Dao's supernatural powers really opened my eyes."

"Before I was blind, I didn't recognize that Song Daoyou had such strength."

"Song ..."

Song Ning glanced at everyone and sighed softly: "Hey."

This sigh scared everyone's minds, fearing that Song Ning would wipe them out directly, but only when Song Ning waved his hand, nothing happened.

"The fire and poison in your body have been resolved." After that, Song Ning turned and looked at Jing Jing: "Looking at the situation, it's getting dark. Find a place to sleep."

Jing Jing nodded again and again, she was going to walk next to the Bodhi tree, but at this moment, the earth again waved, and a huge vortex appeared in the sky. Throughout the entire Demon Valley.

This scene came too suddenly, and the light instantly dyed everything around it to white. The monks could not even see their bodies, and entered a white light world in the blink of an eye.

The wind was roaring in my ears, and my body seemed to be spinning continuously. So Song Ning reacted. They should have left the Cultivation Demon Valley.

Many people have already gathered outside the Demon Valley, these people are standing beside the formation, and not far away is a competition field built with Xianli, waiting for the Demon Valley Monk to appear again and try again.

The rules of the Battle of Cultivation of the Devil ’s Valley are very simple. Each sect enters four people. If there are a large number of people surviving, they will be ranked again. Will directly affect the strength ranking of the Demon Sect.

It is precisely because this will affect the ranking of the Zongmen, so some elders of the big Zongmen come one after another. As for the small Zongmen, maybe a half person will be sent over, but there is no hope, just It is to see if there is any disciple of his ancestors surviving. Therefore, the battle of repairing the demon valley is a competition for Dazongmen. For Xiaozongmen, let the disciples come to die.

"I don't know how it will be this time."

"According to previous experience, it seems that about two or three hundred people can survive. If there is no accident, this time it is the first place in the Celestial Palace. Three of the four disciples in the Celestial Palace this time are extremely strong. . "

"That's right, our first position in the Celestial Palace is unshakable, but Xue Lanzong is stable, and the second in ten thousand years has never changed, hahaha." This is the elder Li of Qingtou Mountain in the Celestial Palace Green head.