After ye Ziheng ascended the island, the beast of the North Sea sank directly into the sea, and ye Ziheng stood quietly like this, not knowing what to do.

After waiting for a long time, ye Ziheng finally took the first step and went to Chaohe tree.

He went to the tree in the middle of the island, thought for a while, and put his hand on it.

Ye Ziheng himself did not know why he did this. It seems that there is a kind of power in the dark to lead him.

He then slowly put his power into the big tree, which only went in a little bit, and then the great changes happened in Kashgar in the past hundred years.

The original branches and leaves of the tree began to extend around and become more and more prosperous.

The branches of the tree stretched out one by one, and the speed was very fast. It was only about five minutes. In front of Ye Ziheng, they were shrouded in green.

He turned and looked into the distance, but it was also covered with leaves and branches. In addition to the sea, only these branches and leaves were left in front of him.

Ye Ziheng doesn't know how far these branches extend, hundreds of miles? Or thousands of miles? Or has it enveloped the whole world?

Ye Ziheng didn't know all this, because at this moment, he was in the wrapping area of the tree.

"Hum ~"

a voice came into ye Ziheng's mind. He looked up at the tree behind him. Then the tree suddenly vibrated, and countless leaves began to fall from the tree.

Ye Ziheng looked at the leaves and rowed them one after another in front of him, but the leaves on the tree did not decrease at all, and the fallen leaves did not decrease at all. They were falling all the time, just like the continuous rain.

Finally, a few minutes later, ye Ziheng raised his hand, two fingers gently a clip, a leaf clip between the two fingers.

At this moment, the world in front of Ye Ziheng has changed. The green leaves have all turned into golden yellow in an instant. They have become a Golden Avenue under his feet, and the top of his head is a golden sky.

Then, the leaf slipped inadvertently in yeziheng's hand. At the moment of falling, the leaf changed into a pile of dead leaves. Yeziheng walked forward a step, and a sound of Zisheng came to his ears.

And when the leaves finally fall, all the leaves, all disappeared, the rest, only the bare branches, look lonely.

But ye Ziheng looked at all this, but slowly realized what he was not busy doing down, in front of the tree, thinking.

When he thought about it, it snowed, the snow condensed the sea, dyed the sky white, and brought cold waves. Fall on him and put on a white coat for him.

Then the snow slowly left, and the rain came again, dropping in the sea, ticking, dropping on the island, flowing into the sea, dripping on ye Ziheng's head, clothes, making his whole person wet.

Then, the rain went away again. The wind came. The wind blew very hard. It moved the sea, the branches, and ye Ziheng's clothes.

……

I don't know how long it took for everything to stop. There was no snow, no rain, no wind. But under the dead tree, I was alone.

A sun slowly falls down on ye Ziheng's back. Ye Ziheng slowly opens his eyes, looks at the tree in front of him, and looks at it quietly.

For a long time, there seemed to be something more in ye Ziheng's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face.