Chapter 32: One Punch Man in the Cultivation World
Lin Du guessed that the tree's root system beneath the sand must be extremely extensive, but he didn't know it was so extensive.
The distance from her to the tree trunk was at least three meters, and the roots could obviously extend further.
Lin Du didn't want to be fertilizer. A head-on confrontation was particularly disadvantageous for someone like her who specialized in formations. But it had come to this point and she had no choice but to avoid it.
The young man in blue raised his hand, poured all the spiritual power that had just been madly circulating into his right hand, and then threw a powerful punch.
With a bang, the red, black and smelly juice splashed out, and as soon as it fell into the air, it quickly froze into frost flowers.
The biting cold quickly spread from the air; it was the aftereffects of Lin Du's spiritual power.
Ni Si, who had just escaped, felt her breathing was suffocated by the cold air, and the breath she had just exhaled quickly turned into white mist in the air.
Lin Du fell to the ground, followed by a red block of ice that broke into pieces and fell all over the ground.
In front of the water mirror, Elder Ju Yuan, whose heart was in high spirits just now, let out a long breath, followed by the sound of exhalation one after another.
Lin Du had never learned any physical skills, nor did he know anything about swordsmanship or knife techniques. No one knew why that punch had such great power. It could only be attributed to his extraordinary talent.
Only the person concerned was looking at her fist thoughtfully at this moment. Because of the obstruction of the powerful spiritual energy, her hands were not stained with any blood or flesh.
Yes, flesh and blood.
These demonized red willow branches have long since turned into flesh and blood.
Lin Du thought of what Yan Ye said that day, "One move is enough."
Below the clouds, no one could withstand his ice-breaking punch.
She was thoughtful and completely understood what Yan Ye meant.
Cutting melons and chopping vegetables are all done with hands. Although it is simple and rough, it is effective enough.
I just hope that she, the One Punch Man in the world of cultivation, can keep some hair.
Lin Du turned around to look at the person who was trembling with fear due to the aftereffects of her spiritual power, then raised his foot and prepared to leave this place of trouble.
Ni Si shuddered again at that cold look from above. No one knew better than her what it meant to be the most gifted person on the Qingyun Ranking.
The spiritual power was bone-chillingly cold, and it now penetrated into her skin through her pores. Even the spiritual energy she had used to resist the coldness was retracted the moment it came into contact with the spiritual power.
Monsters have spirits, and unless they are provoked to the point of going crazy and losing their minds, they will naturally not take the initiative to attack when they encounter something stronger than themselves. This little monk with talismans is not easy to mess with, and the monk who can smash it with one punch is even harder to mess with.
After Lin Du finished pretending to be so arrogant, he turned around and walked away. He stepped on something without paying attention.
She staggered, the end of her cloak sweeping across the sand, and then squatted down, as if she had just been gathering strength.
What tripped her up was a skull.
The skull was embedded deep in the sand, with only a tiny bit of the skull showing.
Lin Du squatted down and tapped the culprit who tripped her with her knuckles, trying to gently wake up the sleeping soul.
But it was obvious that the soul was long gone.
Lin Du judged from the miscellaneous books he had borrowed that the corpse had been dead for at least a hundred years, judging from the degree of skeletonization.
It happened to be the last time this little world opened up.
She frowned. The mortality rate in this small world was very low. She had done her homework before coming here. Last time, there were 321 cultivators, 301 of them came out, and only 20 died. Even if the red willow was eaten up, it would not be enough for the evil spirit to be serious enough to turn a spiritual plant into flesh and blood.
Lin Du took out an iron sledgehammer from his storage ring, and under the complicated gazes of the two men, he skillfully began to dig the soil. He inserted the iron sledgehammer into the sand, stepped on it to gain leverage, and then flipped over, just like he was used to doing it every day.
"What does Lin Du want to do?"
"That thing is... a steel bar?"
Ju Yuan raised his hand to support his forehead, "It's an iron sledgehammer."
After establishing their foundation, the disciples of their Supreme Sect would more or less be forced to learn the magic of growing spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts, under the pretext of learning how to be self-reliant.
This iron sledgehammer is actually an auxiliary item. All disciples will get this thing for the first time to check the condition of the land and plants.
"You disciples of the Supreme Sect are really versatile." An elder smiled fakely.
Lin Du's movements became faster and faster, and soon everyone knew why Lin Du wanted the iron sledgehammer.
The roots of the red willow tree were twisted and tangled, each as thick as an adult's arm. When exposed to the sunlight, they looked a blood-red black. When the iron sledgehammer was pressed on without spiritual power, it could not shake the roots at all.
Even the experienced elders couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The willow tree had already absorbed countless flesh and blood, condensing into red and black branches that exuded an evil aura. The branches were tangled and intertwined, and scattered among them were clearly human bones.
The roots of the tree extend deep into the ground, imprisoning numerous bones and creating an eerie atmosphere.
Lin Du lowered his eyes and saw a skull. There were two tree roots that seemed to have grown out from behind, passing through the two dark eye sockets. Only that part was thin. It became thicker and thicker as it extended forward, like hellish branches nourished by bones and flesh.
This was three meters away from the trunk of the red willow tree. Lin Du had only dug a small hole, which was barely enough for an adult to lie down, but there were already more than a dozen skulls.
Lin Du looked up at the sky and continued, "The small world opens only once every hundred years on average. It has only been opened seven times since it was discovered. How could so many people die in seven times?"
She was Yan Ye's disciple, so she naturally knew that the Heavenly Eye was silent, but with such a big commotion, someone would definitely see it.
Some of the elders in the room suddenly stood up and read out Lin Du's lip movements.
Jun Qian's scalp tingled for a moment, "A total of 157 monks died in seven incidents."
But among those 157 monks, many did not die because of the Demonic Willow.
This means that many people in this small world have died at the hands of this evil willow before.
Lin Du glanced at Ni Si and Li Dong, who were already pale with fear, and put away the shovel.
The roots of the red willow were exposed to the sunlight and soon became agitated.
Lin Du took out the Fu Sheng Fan, and waved it in front of the two people, freezing the willow branches that were about to move.
At the moment when the strange frost slowly solidified, Li Dong shouted, "It's you!"
Lin Du raised her eyelids and glanced at the two people who were getting closer to her because they were too scared. When they saw the frost slowly solidifying, they showed expressions of fear at the same time, and then looked at her in disbelief.
"Are you trying to cheat me out of my money on purpose?"
Lin Du lowered his eyelids again, "No, don't be so sentimental, it's just an accident."
This time she used her telekinesis to bypass Ni Si and Li Dong.
Ni Si stamped her feet in anger, "It's obviously you who caused us to be frozen, and you, the culprit, actually dare to ask us for money?"
Lin Du had already squatted down, without raising his head, he took out a dagger and cut off the tree root covered with a thin layer of ice. Just as the root was about to explode, the cut surface was frozen by the spreading frost.
She lowered her head, looking at the tree roots and branches that were still twisting in her hands, and fell into deep thought.
No, it’s still wrong. This evil power is wrong.
It's not just flesh and blood, but also resentment.
The dark resentment is inside the roots of the tree, while the outer layer is the evil energy condensed from flesh and blood.
In other words, the reason why this tree became a demon was because of the stimulation of a large amount of resentment.
Lin Du took out an array ruler and a detection array disk, and looked down at the rapidly converging array normals.
"Lin Du! You must give us an explanation today!" Ni Si and Li Dong were still chattering.
Lin Du was annoyed and snapped her fingers. The frost automatically climbed onto the feet of the two people, scaring them so much that they quickly tried to escape from the range of her magical power.
But it was too late, and the two of them quickly turned into frozen scum again.
Lin Du blocked the curses from the two men and looked up at Hong Liu, "So that's how it is."
Red willows grow on the former city walls.
She roughly guessed the scope of the city on the sand, and Hongliu was right in the center of the city.
And in the center of this city, there is actually a gathering magic array.
What is gathered together is resentment.
A large amount of resentment nourished the red willow, which was originally of the yin element, and it turned into a monster.
The source of the resentment is the city under the desert?