After the white light, a familiar towering tree appeared in front of him. The teleportation array under Gu Jiang's feet was right on one of its roots. The root was dark black and had a petrified texture. The jade token flew out of his hand and returned to the dense tree canopy, turning into a shimmering white flower.

Changyin Island was long and narrow, like a winding dragon crawling in the depths of the East China Sea. A huge Mijian tree grew at the head of the dragon. This Mijian tree was located in the extreme north of Changyin Island. Its roots ran through the entire island from north to south. From the tail of Changyin Island, its black roots could be dug out from the soil.

The Mi Zong tree grows into a forest. When it blooms, the snow-white petals can cover the entire island with a whirlwind.

"So beautiful." Nie Yinzhi looked up at the huge tree that blocked out the sun. The dense crown was full of light, the petals were flying, and the stars of light were shining through the leaves. "What kind of tree is this?"

"The Mi Zong tree, carrying its flowers can prevent you from getting lost." Gu Jiang turned her head and saw Nie Yinzhi's dissipating consciousness. She said frustratedly, "Ah, I have to go. Listen to Master and I will come to see you next time."

Nie Yinzhi waved his hand to him, and Gu Jiang smiled and agreed.

Gu Jiang squatted down and touched the rock-hard roots of the Misty Tree. Such a big, deep-rooted and vibrant tree is now slowly dying.

After he left Changyin Island, in order to find a way to save the tree, he traveled all over the world of cultivation with the flowers of the Misty Tree, exploring countless collapsed and uncollapsed secret realms. However, when he found the Five-Colored Dew, the flowers of the Misty Tree in his hand had withered. Changyin Island sank to the bottom of the sea and could never be found again.

The past that can shake people's hearts is not only the unbearable pain, but also the regret. He can't stay here for long.

Gu Jiang looked at the tree for a while, then tilted his head to look at the other end of the trunk.

A man came out from behind the wall-like tree trunk. He looked middle-aged and dressed like an immortal. He wore a tall hat and a wide belt, and his robes fluttered. He stood straight. He looked at him with a scrutinizing look, "Boy, not bad. You actually recognized this tree?"

From his words, it was clear that he had been here since he appeared here.

Gu Jiang bowed and saluted, "Senior."

Then, two men and one woman appeared behind him. The four of them flew onto the thick tree root and surrounded him. They picked him up from his appearance to his bones like a pig.

"Have you ever had your meridians broken?" One of them clicked his tongue, showing disgust on his face, "I don't want a broken meridian." After saying that, he turned into a beam of light and pierced into the mountain behind the mysterious tree.

The other person said, "You have average bones, broken meridians, and look like a pretty boy. No, no."

The female cultivator looked at him with a smile, "You are so beautiful. If you follow me, I will not be able to help but eat you."

"Fifty flowers were given out this year, but less than half of them came back with the flowers and people. Hey, you wait a little longer, there is still a weird old man who hasn't come yet."

Gu Jiang respectfully saw them off and sat down on the spot. He knew these people were just here for the formality, and the person who really liked him was that weird old man, and he would have to sit here for forty-nine days before he could wait for that old man with a weird temper.

From the first day, the sword energy he cultivated so hard would flow out of his meridians and be absorbed by the roots of the Mi Zong tree under his feet. He would have to experience the shattering of his golden elixir and the collapse of his spiritual foundation in these forty-nine days. He could not have the slightest fear of retreating until the last bit of sword energy was gone and he was halfway into the gates of hell. Only then would he be picked up.

Besides him, there were five other people left under this tree. If they wavered at all, they would be sent away by the teleportation formation under their feet.

[Wuwuwu, why is my cultivation going to be lost again? I had it, then it was gone, then it was gone, then it was there, and now it’s gone again. It’s like a roller coaster.] [

When will it take me to cultivate to the level of Yuan Ying? 】

【The wind and sun here have made the demon's face black. The sea breeze should be marinated, right?】

【I feel bad. Next time we meet, can Ayin taste the salty demon's fuck?】

【Be brave, don't be afraid of difficulties】

【The demon's upgrade is too tortuous. Nie Yin is still the best. He has reached the peak of the spirit transformation.】

【Gu Jiang's cultivation is not easy to come by. Without saying a word, he lays down and becomes a furnace. He gives away his body, cultivation, and heart blood. Anyone who sees it will say that the demon is a great philanthropist】

【Giving it to his wife, can that be called charity? Giving it to me is charity! 】

【I just want my body, thank you】

Nie Yinzhi woke up from her meditation and saw these bullet screens at the first sight. As soon as her consciousness recovered, she went against time again without any delay.

Before she woke up completely, she heard a burst of angry curses without taking a breath: "Gu Jiang, tell me why you are called Gu Jiang? If I were your parents, I would name you Gu Tiedan. Tell me why your brain is duller than a block of wood. Isn't Tiedan the only one who is more stupid than a block of wood?"

The chattering monk had white hair and a hunched body, but his eyes were still bright, and he did not have the turbid air of the five decays of heaven and man.

Nie Yinzhi blinked, with a look of "what's going on", "Iron Man?"

Gu Jiang glanced at her, and with a slight fluctuation in his mood, the sword array that had disappeared around him reappeared, and the sword lights that stretched from sky to ground densely wrapped around his figure.

Gu Jiang dodged in the sword array again, and the white-haired monk sat beside him drinking tea and cracking melon seeds, his mouth still did not stop, "Look at you, what did I say, you have to identify how many sword lights there are in this sword array, and how long it will take for this sword array to be retracted? Why are you so impatient, your master asked you to meditate, but you can't even meditate? I have accepted many disciples in the past, and they were almost the same as you, who couldn't even pass the first level of meditation."

The "crackling" sound of cracking melon seeds and his voice never stopped.

Nie Yinzhi looked at him inquiringly, and really couldn't understand how he could do two things with one mouth.

"Of course, your master said that about you, don't be discouraged, you have talent, and your bones are not bad. Those ignorant people looked down on you because your meridians were broken and you still have the root of the disease. From your unstable spiritual foundation, you can cultivate to the golden elixir by yourself, which shows that you are not bad. You must make mistakes in the order of breaking up the sword light, from weak to strong. If you make a mistake, the sword formation will change and all your efforts will be wasted..."

Nie Yinzhi stared at his mouth for a while, and felt a little dizzy, not only dizzy, but also a little tinnitus.

The master of the Gu family and Sang Wumian are simply two extremes. When Sang Wumian taught her, he would never say a word if he could avoid saying it. This master can make people lose their heads with his noise, but we have to listen to him, because among all the nonsense he says, there are one or two useful words.

When Gu Jiang came out of the sword array, it was already late at night. Nie Yinzhi's ears were buzzing, as if there were ten thousand mosquitoes circling in his ear sockets.

Gu Jiang leaned against a big rock and looked at the full moon above his head. The two of them enjoyed this precious quietness and did not speak for a while.

After half a day, Nie Yinzhi sighed: "No wonder you always told me to stop making noise before."

"One misstep can lead to eternal regret." Gu Jiang said with a numb face.

Nie Yinzhi's buzzing head finally became clearer, and he remembered the information he saw on the bullet screen, "Your cultivation... is still the Golden Core? Have many, many years passed?"

"One month." Gu Jiang turned his head, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Don't worry, you will be able to become a Yuanying soon."

Nie Yinzhi was puzzled by his look, "I thought your cultivation was gone again."

"Huh?" Gu Jiang thought for a while, "You mean when you went to the island? That was an illusion, just break the illusion or persist until the illusion ends." "

An illusion that is confusing the real with the fake?" Nie Yinzhi became a little interested.

Gu Jiang looked into her sparkling eyes, "This entire Changyin Island is a huge illusion."

"Illusion? I can't see it." Nie Yinzhi reached out to catch the petals flying from the distant sea. Naturally, the snow-white petals passed through her palm.

With her current consciousness, she couldn't cover the entire Changyin Island, nor could she recognize that this was an illusion.

"I only discovered it later." Gu Jiang said, "The center of the illusion is that tree."

From here, you can directly see the Misty Tree on the top of Changyin Island. The tree crown is like thick clouds under the night sky, and the buds with radiant light are like stars scattered all over the place, shining with the full moon in the sky.

Gu Jiang stood up and said, "If you are interested, I will take you to see the formation."

"Okay."

The main trunk of the Misty Tree is in the center of countless aerial roots. The long-standing aerial roots connect to the ground and grow into a new trunk. The new aerial roots hang on the branches, swaying like curtains in the sea breeze.

Gu Jiang got into the center of the Misty Tree with great difficulty. A triangular tree hole opened on the thick main trunk, and a faint light flashed in the hole. The formation of the entire illusion is here.

He touched the tree trunk, "I accidentally found this place when I was hiding from my master. When I couldn't stand him anymore, I would hide here for a few days and sleep peacefully."

Nie Yinzhi went into the tree hole and saw the light of the formation operating above his head, "You sleep under the formation?"

"Yes." Gu Jiang responded and found a root protruding from the ground skillfully and leaned on it.

Nie Yinzhi floated to the top of the tree hole to study the formation.

【I understand. Time to learn】

【The devil is like the boy who takes the girl he likes to see his secret treasure place】

【This fantasy world is really beautiful. Compared with the outside world, it is simply a paradise】

【I saw on wb that the AI ​​company did not make the map data of Changyin Island at all. This is already their own plot. Because Xiao Ling died, the focus of the plot is on Nie Yinzhi】

【Really? I didn’t see any official announcement】

【Does this mean that we can keep watching until they become biological children, and then tell the story of the children when they grow up】

【Boruto, Boruto Next Generations? Shivering】

【Fuck, now that you say that, it feels like this world is the same as the real world】

【Wait, what is the "plot" they are going to create? If it fails, can we still watch it? 】