Chapter 34 The tree fell and the ghost dispersed

When the golden to flawless vertebrae penetrated into Lin Yi's body, an extremely masculine suddenly emitted from his body, and the huge shock directly made the flowers and plants in the surrounding flower house tremble.

After the complete bones of his whole body, Lin Yi's rosy face quietly recovered and became full of vitality, as if his whole body had changed, and he became extremely masculine at a glance. Unfortunately, the consciousness sealed in his mind because he had already died first still can't integrate with his body, so he can't really come back to life.

Lin Yi, lying flat in the courtyard, always closed his eyes and refreshed, but did not prevent him from floating around and constantly nourishing his body. The atmosphere of heaven and earth slowly penetrated into his body and poured into his golden vertebrae, and these huge and pure air of heaven and earth are miraculously increasing. Add his cultivation.

About an hour later, the cultivation in his body was successfully raised to the quenching period, and the pure air and water of heaven and earth broke his first vertebrae. However, as time passed, about three hours later, the qi of heaven and earth successfully broke his second vertebra again, making his cultivation truly reach the bone refining period.

This is the same as his cultivation before his life. Even because of the continuous input of the spirit of heaven and earth, his cultivation is moving towards the bow knot, but the gully that is most valued by practitioners can no longer be as light and easy as before, so his cultivation cannot be made a breakthrough in a short time.

For a dead person, the resurgence has been the greatest tolerance given by Haotian. However, I don't know whether it is because Lin Yi has suffered bad luck in his last few lifetimes or his character is really good, and he also regained his cultivation in fainting.

This is really a very lucky thing for him who fainted.

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Far away from the burial site of the courtyard, Zi Li is holding a huge axe and constantly cutting down the hard dead tree.

When he held each axe in his hand, there would shake the dead tree, and then make a loud noise. Maybe it had been cut for too long. Zi Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, then spit saliva into the palm of his hand and cut off the tree again.

Bang! Bang!

I don't know when the heartbeat-like sound came from the dead tree. Zi Li stopped the huge axe that cut half of the tree circle. The trunk of the tree was still as dark as iron, hard and strange, and even his sharp axe was blunt.

"Whether you make the sound of war drums or heartbeats, today I will cut you off and throw you into the swamp to save my brother." Zili looked at the dead tree and said ruthlessly.

He always felt that the dead wood in front of him was full of spirituality and vitality, so he said these words to the dead wood. So, when he picked up the huge axe and cut it to the root again, the dead tree no longer made any sound, as if the words in his mouth had played a role. Since the dead trees know that they can no longer live, it is better to wait for death than to beg for crying.

With an axe and an axe, fragmentary black sawdust kept flying out of the dead trees. Zili seemed to be not tired of such a single cycle.

In fact, the heart of his hand has already been blood-stained. I have to say that this dead wood is indeed too hard and has no wooden structure at all. Instead of calling it a tree, it is more appropriate to call it an iron tree.

Of course, the iron tree here is naturally different from the iron tree where Lin Yi lives in modernization. Because it is as hard as iron, it is called an iron tree, which is not comparable to the iron tree full of conifers in the 21st century civilization.

When two hours passed again, the dead tree was finally about to be completely broken. Zili saw that he could break it down with a few axes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. Such a great project, so squandering his whole body without room, is undoubtedly much more difficult to cut down iron trees than killing hundreds of underworld soldiers.

However, with Zili's simple nature since childhood and his tenacious belief that he persisted to the end, an iron tree in the burial site was only cut off by him.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the iron tree fell gloriously, smashing dust on the ground and splashing countless scattered gravel. As for the tombstones planted by the fallen body of the iron tree, they directly broke into several pieces, which seemed vulnerable.

Zili looked at the axe in his hand, and the mouth of the axe was no longer sharp at all. If he hadn't been as strong as an ox and really relied on this axe, it would have been impossible to cut down and break the strong iron tree. Now, the iron tree has been broken, and the plate axe can naturally retreat. Zili threw the axe into the distance as garbage and lost it lightly.

stood up with a little weak body and patted the dust on his buttocks with his hands. Zili didn't seem to care that the tombstone of an ancester he had been sitting in. He walked straight to the fallen dead wood, but he didn't know that he had cut off the dead tree and caused a disaster. Can the only dead tree in the burial ground be a mortal tree?

Reach out to pick up the dead wood, but the dead tree is not only hard as iron, but also weighs up to thousands of pounds. Zi Li's difficulty and clenched his teeth can only drag the end of its dead wood, and then keep approaching the swamp step by step.

After a long time, the burial ground suddenly died and there was a gust of wind. At the moment when the dead tree fell, Zili did not know that something had begun to surge under this endless stone tablet, as if it was about to break the tombstone.

Countless hairy claws stretched out from the tombstone, and Zili was still sweating as a hard porter. He watched himself and the dead trees approaching the swamp, and confidence naturally burst out from the bottom of his heart. However, just as he approached the swamp with infinite hope and extremely noble faith, the bright and clear sky suddenly gathered dark clouds.

The darkness began to spread to the earth, and the thunder flashed, and the sunlight was suddenly blocked.

Zi frowned and looked up at the sky. Although the fog was still there, the overwhelming dark color could no longer be covered by the fog. He could clearly hear the thunder from the sky, roaring like a dragon, roaring like a tiger, deafening. The yin qi of the whole burial ground is also getting stronger and stronger. This terrible smell is very ** for a demon, so it makes him feel a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

There is always intuition and reason for a person to be uneasy, just like Zili at this moment. He didn't understand why the sunny day suddenly turned into a thunderstorm. There were thunderstorms in spring, but it couldn't be as sudden as summer. Therefore, Zili began to increase the power of dragging dead trees, so that the walking speed of one tree quickly increased.

stepped on the tombstone lying flat on the ground, making heavy footsteps. His body seemed to stagger. After all, the dead wood was too heavy. With his cultivation at this time, he could not pick it up if he did not tear off the seal on his chest.

The creaking sound came from the dead trees rubbing against the tombstone, and the hard iron-like dead wood and tombstones couldn't help rubbing out countless sparks, which were extremely brilliant. Zili doesn't think these Mars are beautiful at all. He only wants to get through the swamp before the heavy rain. After all, after the irrigation of heavy rain, the swamp is likely to become muddy. At that time, even if he throws the dead wood into the swamp again, the dead wood will sink into the mud in a flash.

If this is the case, all his previous efforts will be abandoned and in vain.

Obviously, Zili will not still move forward in the direction of deterioration, but can things be as simple as when he budgeted? Still dragging the heavy dead wood to the bottom, Zili's footsteps kept retreating, but suddenly, his whole body suddenly stopped.

Zi looked down and found a big hairy hand under the tombstone holding his calf to death.

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