Chapter 42 Relics and Xinmi

"How do you explain these rams?" Zili pointed to the underworld soldiers under the eaves of the courtyard, with a very ugly look and said coldly.

"If the old man doesn't send these puppets to capture the young man, how can the young master follow the old man's breath?" The ancient tree replied. It doesn't seem to care about the anger of the young master at this moment. After all, even if you want to blame, you have to ask Zili first. If Lin Yi was not taken away by the underworld soldiers at that time, will he follow the breath he felt in his heart?

Of course he won't!

Who knows what exists in front of this uninhabited desolate place? For example, the ghost laughter floating all over the world, such as the sudden appearance of so many ghosts in the burial ground, like waves. If Lin Yi hadn't thrown the life-saving vine in time, maybe he would have been buried with blood.

"You know I'm not referring to this." Zi Li was a little unhappy and continued.

It seems that his doubts were beyond the expectation of the ancient tree, and Lin Yi next to him was confused. The atmosphere immediately fell silent, and the two trees were silent with each other. The ancient tree said nothing, and Lin Yi beside him couldn't wipe his mouth.

Only the spring breeze is still blowing, blowing the ancient trees and green leaves trembling, and blowing the two people's hairs dancing in Manman.

After a long time, the ancient tree said seriously, "If the young master does not touch the only soul-reshing treasure tree that can be born in the burial site, the puppet will not take action against you, and the treasure tree must have been cut down by the young master, so ghosts will emerge from under the tombstone. The soul-suppressing tree is the only divine tree that can suppress thousands of ghosts in the burial ground. As long as it is still erected for a day, it is impossible for ghosts to climb out from under the tombstone.

"What do you mean, that iron tree can suppress thousands of ghosts? It is just a mortal tree that weighs thousands of pounds and is as dark as iron. How can it restrain thousands of ghosts surging? Zi Li couldn't believe it and looked excited.

Such a secret is too absurd for him. He can't believe that just an ancient tree can suppress ghosts, so what else does the world need so many practitioners to do?

"The soul-suppressing treasure tree is a divine tree planted by the owner himself in the burial ground after the war. According to the owner, the source of this tree is very mysterious, and it is not a mortal tree." Ancient tree road. The origin of this ancient tree has been too long. In fact, when the owner of the ancient tree first spread its practice, it was just a small tree that had not yet opened its mind. So far, the ancient tree can still remember the slightest trace of its owner's incomplete memory, which is very difficult for it.

It continued: "Where did the master find this soul-removing treasure tree? I don't know, but I believe that the young master will see the master sooner or later, and you will know."

When the ancient tree mentions its master, it can't help but raise a trace of awe in its tone, which is the awe of its owner, which has lasted for thousands of years, and even more persistent and reverence than ever.

After listening to what the ancient tree said, Zili no longer wanted to pester this problem, but suddenly thought of the ghosts and destructive power, and he was a little worried: "But now that the soul treasure tree has been thrown into the swamp by me, and now that the ghosts have no soul treasure tree, can they come out to disturb the secular world at will? If so, won't the disaster in the world be caused by me?"

"It's really a blessing for the world that the young master can think about the world, but..." The ancient tree seemed to be a little difficult to say, and he couldn't help but stop talking.

"What's a pity?" Zi Li asked.

"Unfortunately, the identity of the young master is destined not to be accepted by the secular world, but the young master does not need to worry about ghosts. They cannot leave the burial ground for at least 20 years." The ancient tree said calmly.

"Oh? Why is this?" Zi was puzzled and continued to ask.

"The soul-suppressing treasure tree has suppressed them for ten thousand years and has absorbed most of its corpse gas, so ghosts can't leave the burial site until the corpse gas is restored. And their biggest drawback is that they can't stand the light, and the whole world may only have the mist fog that can block the light. Therefore, within 20 years of recuperation, ghosts will never walk out of the burial place and harm the secular world.

"So that's it. What should we do in 20 years?" As soon as Zi Li asked, he suddenly felt that he had thought too much. Although he did not dare to cover the sky with one hand in 20 years, he could at least jump a few realms, right?

"Twenty years later, the young master will no longer be the young master at this moment." The ancient tree smiled.

Its tone seemed to be very far-sighted, as if he had seen the future of Zili, and did not have any scruples about those ghosts, and he knew how horrible the master's physique was in the past.

"Yes, you said you wanted to give me something before, but I don't know where it is?" Zi Li has doubts. Although he did not recognize the sudden identity of the young master, and did not care about what the owner in the mouth of the ancient tree had to do with him, as soon as he heard that the other party had something to give him, he lost countless care in his heart.

You can also know the value of what has been passed down after ten thousand years. For him, who is in the bone refining period, or for the camel brothers next to him, it is better to save his life than nothing.

Zi has never been a greedy person, but he will do everything for his brother.

This is a simple and affectionate man, who moved Lin Yi with 30 to 40 years of memory. Very real, honest, very thick, and honest at the same time.

"If the young master has injuries, you might as well go into the hospital to heal the wounds. As for the things left by the owner, they are also in the sarcophagus in the courtyard." The ancient tree said lightly.

Zili answered after hearing this and took the lead in lifting his legs into the courtyard. However, just as he walked in, he was stunned. There are countless strange flowers and grasses in the courtyard, and the flower garden is full of extremely precious elixirs. Although he is not an alchemist, those spiritual grasses full of trees can naturally see that they are extraordinary, and the blooming strange flowers can actually spit out the spirit of heaven and earth in the sun, which is full of spirituality.

Of course, compared with these so-called spiritual flowers, the most eye-catching is undoubtedly the small gold and silver tree growing on the ancient stone mill. There are two small fruits on the strange tree, but it has lost nearly half of its medicinal properties due to the resurgence of the forest, which shows some signs of decadence.

"This is... Is this the stone mill yin and yang fruit? Is the legend true?" Zi Li looked at the small tree in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and he stepped down in a daze. He couldn't help taking a few breaths of cool breaths, but he still did not regain his mind. He turned his head and watched the camel come in. He smacked his tongue very much, and then said, "Now I finally understand how you can be resurrected. There is even such a thing in this place. No wonder you can resurrect."

Zi Li pointed to the small tree on the stone mill ancient platform, and Lin Yi touched his head unknowingly. In fact, he was not very clear about his resurrection, and it was impossible for him to connect his life and death to this strange tree, so Lin Yi was uncertain and said, "There is nothing strange about it except that it can grow on the stone mill. Does my resurrection have anything to do with it?"

"Oh, it's really your lifeless, otherwise no matter how powerful a great practitioner comes, he can't save you." Zili said leisurely.

"Do you know this thing?" Lin Yi looked at Zili and couldn't believe it.

"It's called stone mill yin and yang fruit, which can bring people back to life. You must not expect that this is what Chao Ge told me, right?" Zi Li mentioned Chao Ge and looked at the murderous eye. He looked at Xiaoshu and continued, "I was also skeptical about this matter at first, and I didn't place my hope on such a strange thing. If it doesn't capture you, maybe I will find a quiet place to bury you when I walk out of the forest.

Speaking of this, Zi Li's tone was obviously softened. He turned his head and looked at Lin Yi's eyes with a faint tear. Lin Yi patted him on the shoulder and was very moved.

"This tree is called the Yin and Yang Return Soul Tree, and the fruit on it is naturally the Yin and Yang Return Soul Fruit. As for what the young master said, it is just a secular name. I didn't expect that there would be records about it in the current practice world." The ancient tree said.

"I don't care what it's called. As long as my brother comes back to life, it's a good thing." Zi Li said cheerfully. It seemed that he didn't care about the difference between the names of yin and yang and soul fruit, and then he swaggered to the sarcophagus in the courtyard. The lid of the coffin had been lifted by the ancient tree and vine. There were only two books in the huge sarcophagus and a few different bottles of elixir. Zili picked up these two dilapidated books and turned a page to read them.

The page of the book is old dark yellow, and it is very extraordinary to see that the paper industry can be preserved until now. Unfortunately, the words in the book are not understood at all. He reached out to Lin Yi next to him to watch. Lin Yi also found that these words were indeed incomprehensible and slowly shook his head.

"What's the use of leaving this book that I can't understand?" Zi Li was full of nagging, as if he was very dissatisfied with the owner of the ancient tree ten thousand years ago. He continued to open another book and couldn't understand it. These words are very old and can't be distinguished by the current practice world at all.

"Forget it, keep it first." Zili put away the book casually and reached out to pick up several bottles of elixir in the sarcophagus. Without looking at it, he threw half of it directly to Lin Yi, which looked extremely cheerful. Lin Yi saw that the elixir was so precious, so he wanted to give it back to him, but Zili suddenly turned his head and said angrily, "You are my brother who came back to life. Although you have changed your spine slightly and look only 14 or 15 years old, if you still remember that I am Zili in your heart, then take this medicine."

Zili has said so, and Lin Yi naturally has no reason to refuse, and he can't refuse. He nodded and put it down and put it in the storage bag.

"The courtyard is dilapidated and the room is simple, but these rooms are the place where the owner and a monk visited the road together. The young master might as well go in and have a look. Maybe the master has left something." Gu Shu opened his mouth again and didn't seem to care that Zili gave half of the elixir to Lin Yi before. He reminded him.

After listening to the words of the ancient tree, Lin Yi and his wife couldn't help turning their heads to the main wood carving door of the ancient house.

"Monk? Is there really a Buddha in this world? Lin Yi asked himself and wanted to go in and see what was going on. In his previous life, he devoted almost all his energy to learning art, but as his old mother trusted Buddhism, he was inevitably exposed to a lot of Buddhist culture. Moreover, he is a person who can completely sink for art, so under the decadence and crazy baptism of art, he will inevitably yearn for a free spiritual world.

Lin Yi hoped in his last life that he could become an ascetic monk, a free ascetic monk, and now his hope appeared in front of him, close at hand.

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