Su Yan could no longer hear the words behind him, his ears were buzzing, his fists were clattering, and a feeling of sadness and anger spread in his heart.

He seemed to have seen the immortals in his own realm being chased and killed alone, no one helped or saved them, and they didn't know where to escape, but just kept moving forward and forward until they were killed.

This is the third immortal he has heard about so far, Aokiji, Mo Fanchen, who does not know life and death, and the other is a tree that has turned into its essence in front of him.

I worked hard and didn’t know how many years I had been practicing to become an immortal, and stayed at the branch for my true realm outside, but in the end, I ended up like this.

Su Yan was really heartbroken, and even the original joking voice in the live broadcast room gradually disappeared, and there was a low voice.

"I'll help you!" Su Yan suddenly raised his head and interrupted Gu Ling's words. For nothing else, he wanted to meet the immortals in his real world.

Gu Ling was still talking, and his eyes lit up: "Okay, I can ask, how fast the mount of your divine beast is flying. You don't know, those mosquito beasts are very stupid and are attacked by groups. As long as one person attracts them, they will keep chasing them. I can take this opportunity to go to the center of their nest to pick the ancestral spirit fruit."

Su Yan glanced at the golden crow, and suddenly, the angel wings behind him spread out, and instantly arrived at the nebula, and then returned in less than a breath. In the eyes of others, he was still in place and never moved.

But Gu Ling saw clearly, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. This speed was terrifying!

"I can do it without it!" Su Yan said: However, I have a requirement, I will pick the ancestral spirit fruit, you are responsible for being the bait. After all, your cultivation is above me."

"This—" Gu Ling suddenly hesitated. The person in front of him was really faster than the third step. If he took this opportunity to escape, wouldn't he be useless? After all, everyone is not familiar with each other, and he has only met once.

"Why, Brother Gu is still afraid that I will escape with the spirit fruit. So let's change the angle and let me attract a group of mosquito beasts from the Heavenly Venerable Realm. You go to pick the spirit fruit. What do I think? This is just to see if you dare to gamble once?" Su Yan pointed to the gradually floating away in the distance.

"Okay, since it's a cooperation, of course I believe it. If I don't even have this courage, I'm so sorry for my identity." Gu Ling laughed.

Su Yan nodded, but admired him a little.

"Brother Wang, then I will tell you what I currently have so that we can succeed at one time," Gu Ling finished speaking, and then he turned his hand and appeared in his hand with a blue flute, and then began to draw graphics from the air.

"This is the nest of the blood mosquito beast. It is built around the ancestral spirit tree, as if it is protecting it around. Just now, my spiritual sense was to investigate. There are about thirty mosquito beasts in the Tianzun realm, and the rest are all Nirvana realm and the like. However, there should be a beast king, and in the third step, I should be chasing me.

At that time, I will go in first and attack them first. They will definitely attack them in groups, because once the nebula is out, they will stop attacking and then retreat. Then all I have to do is circle around the nebula.

And whether the nebula is big or small, it is also a territory of others, which is intercepted from front and back. Therefore, you only have ten breaths at most. There are three fruits on the ancestral spirit tree. How many of them can be picked depends on your own ability. Do you understand?" Gu Ling stopped drawing, and the figure condensed by the soul power in the air slowly faded.

Su Yan nodded repeatedly, asked some other questions, and let the Jin Chou respond, after all, its body was too large.

The two of them went straight towards the nebula. Gu Ling went in first, and Su Yan waved the angel wings and waited outside. In less than three breaths, with the fog fluctuated and exploded, followed by an angry roar, and Su Yan instantly penetrated into the clouds.

To be on the safe side, he was invisible, although he knew that this was useless, because Gu Ling had said that they were very sensitive to aura.

As soon as Su Yan entered, he saw countless blood mosquito beasts chasing Gu Ling with endless ferocious aura. Some of them were still dead below, burning.

They were like a group of red fog that was chasing closely. Su Yan didn't even doubt that as long as they passed Gu Ling's body, only some bones would be left scattered.

Time waited for no one, he had only ten breaths, and Su Yan quickly locked in. In the center of the countless nests that looked like honeycombs, there was a white and inconspicuous tree standing among them. It was like a fairy in the Moon Palace, spotless, and the leaves on it were crystal clear, like ice crystals after heavy snow.

What a nice view!

This was Su Yan's first impression of this ancestral spirit tree. He left quickly, and the next moment, he went directly under the tree. The ancestral spirit tree still swayed gently, and there were three fruits the size of a fist on it.

This fruit is like the legendary ginseng fruit, which is shiny white and like an ice hockey. The most important thing is that there is a face on it, with eyebrows, eyes and mouths, which is very strange.

When Su Yan was about to pick the first one, suddenly, a whirlpool gradually appeared on the tree. Slowly, a white-clothed female corpse with her eyes closed gradually floated out of it.

The female corpse has no vitality at all. Her hair is so beautiful, and her face is just as beautiful as that of Lingwei.

There are actually others here in the Ancestral Spirit Tree.

The next moment, a voice that seemed to have remained for a long time gradually came from the tree: "My hometown, I can feel the familiar smell of you. Thank you for finding me. This is the last voice I had left before I sat down. I don't know how long it took, you found me, I don't know if you were a stranger or my old friend.

My name is Linglan, and my home is in the No. 8 plane of Jiuli Zhenjie, and a place full of apricot blossoms in the Beixuan Realm. People outside like to call it Xinghua Village.

At the last moment of my life's death, I realized that what I have always missed the most was not the heaven, but the village before its transformation.

I miss it.

My hometown, I don’t know if you are still wandering outside. If one day the door of your house is opened, please take mine home and bury it in the place where you used to be. If there is a next life, I want to be a mortal, an ordinary mortal..." The ethereal woman’s voice became weaker and weaker in the end, and it seemed that there was still a lot of things to say, but it could only turn into regrets.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of pink mist floated out from the increasingly solidified woman's forehead and penetrated into Su Yan's sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed drastically.

Above the head is a blue and inconspicuous sky, with white clouds flowing gently with the wind, changing into different appearances, the sun shining brightly, making people feel warm and harmonious.

The child's cheerful noise came from a distance. Su Yan then realized that there were apricot trees all over the mountains and fields around him, with apricot blossoms growing on the trees. When the breeze blew, bursts of fragrance wafted out and spread around him.

A few cheerful and beautiful birds sang among the flowers and forests, and finally turned into black dots and disappeared in the distance.

In the distance, there are two huge mountains, east and west, opposite each other, and the top of the mountain is filled with clouds and mist. I don’t know which mountain it is, but at the foot of the mountain is this large forest of apricot blossoms.

Some shepherd boys rode out of the forest on yellow ox, many younger children ran out, some were holding the ox tail, some wanted to ride, and girls with two braids stood nervously and trotted deeper with their brother.

In the distance, smoke from cooking stoves was curling, and the barking of chickens and dogs came. It was vaguely visible. Dozens of houses were hidden in it. These scenes were like the scene in the painting, elegant and quiet, like a paradise.

In the middle of the village, many villagers were worshiping around a tree that looked like ice crystals, as if praying for blessings. The trees were covered with red cloth strips and various small signs.

It was the ancestral spirit tree, but the ancestral spirit tree at that time was so small, but it became the guardian sacred tree of the Xinghua Village. All kinds of things were held here during the holidays, and they seemed to be a family.

"I really want to go back to that carefree time..." A gentle sigh sounded, the ancestor spirit tree swayed, but the scene in front of Su Yan was getting farther and farther away. He firmly remembered the two opposite mountains that were wearing the sky.
Chapter completed!