"I have traveled thousands of miles to come to the Ghost Realm of the Desert just to accomplish two things. Please do it for me, senior. General Ling will be grateful!"
Under the Ten Thousand Years Sacred Tree, the dashing Ling Wu clasped his hands and performed courtly etiquette to the envoy from the Ghost Realm. Behind him, Tang Qinxin held the infant Ling Han, and the black-winged roc stood beside him.
"This is the original power of the small stone. Its vitality has been exhausted. I hope the sacred tree can restore it." Ling Wu took out a dull half stone and handed it to the ghost domain messenger.
The Ghost Realm Messenger glanced at the half of the stone piece, shook his head and sighed bitterly: "So what if it recovers, after all, it is not a complete piece..."
Ling Wu felt a little regretful and explained: "The other half was snatched away by the Tianfu royal family... I was incompetent and did not stop it in time..."
"Oh, that's all. It's fate. This space is called the Secret Realm of Daze. Today I'm lucky enough to welcome the origin stone of the Daze Realm. I don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune..."
The Ghost Realm Messenger took the half of the stone piece and held it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.
Seeing that the messenger from the Ghost Realm accepted it, Ling Wu exhaled and said in a relaxed tone: "The eight secret realms of grass, wood, swamp, earth, sky, yin, yang, and chen have eight descendants scattered in the six realms. And the descendants of the Ze realm are rock. The brown bear has been destroyed, and its original stone was broken into two halves. This is a catastrophe in the six realms..."
The envoy from the Ghost Realm nodded. He already knew this, so he said: "If the descendants of my Ghost Clan have the opportunity to obtain this object and are lucky enough to absorb its essence to replace the successor of the Ze Realm, it will be a great blessing... Are you really willing to use this object?" Send it to my clan?"
Ling Wu sighed: "The small stone has damaged the root and is no longer able to absorb the original stone again. He has his own destiny and opportunity..."
"The other half of the Origin Stone is in the hands of the Tianfu royal family, and there can only be one successor to Zejing, so..." Out of sincerity, Ling Wu told all the risks involved.
After careful consideration, the ghost envoy finally accepted half of the stone piece and then asked: "Okay, my ghost tribe will take over this matter! Then the other thing is..."
Tang Qinxin took Ling Han and took a step forward. Ling Wu pointed at the sacred tree and said, "The young son is born weak and needs a bit of the life power of the sacred tree to nourish him!"
The messenger from the ghost realm pondered for a moment and said: "The sacred tree is the foundation of the ghost realm. Without the sacred tree, there would be no ghost clan of ours. Do you know?"
"Have heard a little bit!"
The envoy from the ghost realm said with some embarrassment: "Taking away its life force is tantamount to ruining the ghost clan's lifeline and future future!"
At this time, Black-winged Dapeng asked impatiently: "Old man, compared with a mere old tree, do you know the value of the Origin Stone?"
The Ghost Realm messenger put his hands behind his back and said with great regret: "The value of the Origin Stone is certainly greater, but... it is just a half-lifeless thing... not to mention that the royal family of Tianfu is eyeing it..."
"absurd!"
Dapeng flapped his wings and shouted angrily: "If this half of the Origin Stone were missing, there would be no successors of Zejing. It would be a disaster for the six realms. Which is more serious or less, don't you know?"
He glanced at the tree, looked up and down at the ghost realm messenger, and threatened: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will uproot this broken tree, extract the life force by myself, and heal my nephew!"
The envoy from the Ghost Realm glanced at Dapeng and said innocently: "Dapeng, I am not reluctant to part with the life power of the sacred tree..."
"Ah! Why are you willing to heal my nephew? Please tell me clearly in one sentence!" Dapeng was almost furious when he saw the envoy from the Ghost Realm hesitated.
The ghost domain messenger said: "This is a transaction, or a game! A game with the future of the ghost clan! In exchange for half of the Origin Stone and the life force of a sacred tree, but..."
Dapeng shouted extremely impatiently: "But what? Oh my! Master Peng really wants to strangle you to death!"
The Ghost Domain Messenger still said calmly: "But I need you, Black-winged Dapeng, to add another chip..."
When he heard that he only needed to add another bargaining chip, Dapeng was instantly relieved, and then he was full of confidence and said without hesitation: "Okay, no need to say more, I agree, give me the power of life!"
The ghost envoy chuckled lightly and continued: "Haha, this bargaining chip is a promise made by your black-winged roc, promising to fully help the ghost clan when it faces annihilation!"
"Hey, it's a joke!"
Dapeng raised one of its wings and pointed to the sky, and solemnly declared an oath: "I, the black-winged Dapeng, Lord Peng promises that when the ghost clan is in danger of extinction, no matter where you are, I will help you!"
The ghost realm messenger nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the sacred tree with his hands behind his back, "Okay, come with me to get the life power of the sacred tree..."
"The sacred tree has grown for nearly a hundred thousand years. Everything in the ghost clan comes from her blessings and favors." The messenger from the ghost realm looked at the sacred tree with tears in his eyes and cast a spell to draw out a stream of life force and inject it into the infant child. Ling Han.
Dapeng said disdainfully: "Come on, old man, don't act like a good boy just to get an advantage! We're not poaching him by his roots, we're just borrowing a little bit of life force to make you feel sorry for him."
The ghost realm messenger looked at the life force of the sacred tree flowing to Ling Han bit by bit, and almost burst into tears, "Oh! I am really a sinner of the ghost clan!"
"I..." Dapeng raised his wings and was about to slap the ghost messenger, but he endured it.
After a long time, Dapeng scratched his head in embarrassment, leaned over and whispered in Ling Wu's ear: "What, my little nephew has a big appetite, isn't he full after absorbing so much?"
The Ghost Realm Messenger's face was ashen as black. He walked up to Tang Qinxin and looked at Ling Han carefully. He kept calculating with his fingers, frowning in deep thought from time to time, and finally took a deep look at Ling Wu.
"This son..."
Some words came to my lips but I couldn't say them out. I couldn't reveal the secret. I finally gritted my teeth, waved my sleeves and turned around to leave.
"Forget it, a good man will do it to the end. As long as the sacred tree doesn't wither, let him suck as much as he can!"
Dapeng laughed heartily, walked over and put his arms around the Ghost Realm envoy, "Hahahaha, Master Peng likes to hear these words, and based on these words, Master Peng will be at your disposal from now on!"
In fact, the ghost domain messenger calculated that this boy has a great fate with the ghost clan.
The ghost messenger faced the sacred tree tremblingly, closed his eyes and concentrated, and whispered softly: "Soon, a catastrophe of ten thousand years will come, and this era will really change..."
"Hey, you're awake!"
Ling Han woke up and opened his eyes. Mei Ruyu was still absorbing the half of the stone piece, Hu Suisui was sitting cross-legged and practicing, and the four girls were diligently picking spiritual herbs under the tree.
"Why did your protector fall asleep? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Hu Suisui asked with concern.
"It's so comfortable here. I had a sweet dream when I fell asleep." Ling Han lay on the ground and stretched.
"Prince-in-law, look at the spiritual herbs we gathered for you!" When the four girls saw Ling Han waking up from his sleep, each of them brought a bunch of spiritual herbs over.
Immortal four-leaf moss grass, frost jade lotus, thousand-year-old ginseng king, Polygonum multiflorum white fibrous roots, and many other top-quality spiritual herbs!
"Thank you so much." Ling Han didn't know what to say, so he said: "You don't need spiritual grass, you definitely need spiritual elixirs. Let me know what elixirs you need in the future, and I will help you refine them."
"Okay, thank you, Prince Consort." The four stunning beauties, who are famous in the mainland, looked happy and beautiful.
Ling Han's ears were turned off by this sentence.
At this time, the spiritual power around Mei Ruyu fluctuated a bit unsteadily. She opened her eyes and said hastily: "Hurry up and absorb the overflowing original spiritual power together!"
The six people sat down cross-legged with the beautiful jade as the center, and began to meditate and practice, using the original spiritual power to impact the meridians in order to achieve breakthroughs.
Ling Han did not practice, but spread his mental power around to investigate. Cultivation requires protectors, especially when breaking through levels and bottlenecks. He is in a state of trance, focusing his whole body on the meridians inside the body, facing the outside world. Without any sense, once danger approaches, the consequences will be disastrous.
This place is not absolutely safe. Whether it is the intruder Zijin Thunder Leopard or the three high-level monsters of the guardians outside, if one of them breaks in, it will be troublesome.
Ling Han gained a lot from this trip. He had five fairy-grade spiritual herbs and countless top-quality and top-grade spiritual herbs. When he was satisfied, he just became a flower protector to protect them.
Recalling the dream just now, it should have really happened. It happened here many years ago. My father, mother and Uncle Peng once brought me here.
Uncle Peng also said that he once traveled across the entire continent with his family of three! I was born weak, and I was able to grow healthily after absorbing the life force of the sacred tree.
There is also the Messenger of the Ghost Realm. It turns out that he has seen him when he was a child. No wonder he was very familiar with his father's situation when he met him in a border town.
The little stone in my father's mouth should be the rocky brown bear he met near Xieyang City. Unfortunately, he lost it on Hell Road. I hope it has its own chance.
The Origin Stone originally belonged to Xiao Shitou, who was the so-called successor of Zejing.
Now half of the Origin Stone is absorbed by Meiruyu, and the other half is in the Tianfu royal family. We must find a way to snatch it from the royal family. Whether it is returned to the small stone or let Meiruyu absorb it completely, we can discuss it again.
Thinking of the Tianfu royal family, Ling Han clenched his fists. The little witch and the others went to the imperial capital to rescue the old devil from the royal family. It seemed that the grudge against the royal family was getting deeper and deeper!
"Imperial Capital, I'll be here soon!"
As soon as things here are over, I will find a way to go to the imperial capital, and then go to the Spirit Control Master Conference.
Ling Han took a long breath. The more information he knew, the heavier the responsibility and even the mission he shouldered!
But Ling Han is not afraid, because he was born to be the nemesis of the devil. This devil does not refer to the demons and ghosts, but refers to a species, or thing, that is obviously a sanctimonious person in appearance, but does unhuman things.
Regardless of their stance, judging from the facts, the royal family of the Tianfu Empire is really not doing very well.
Not to mention the fall of the Xixia Dynasty, the death of Old Chaos alone is inseparable from the Tianfu royal family and the Netherworld cult. If they collude with each other, they must be punished!
Thousands of years ago, the Tianmo Sect’s battle to exterminate the sect, excluding the immortal clan and the Netherworld cult, the Tianfu royal family bore the brunt!
Because the Tianmo Sect is located in the Tianfu Empire, not long ago, the Tianfu royal family gathered eight powerful men from the heavenly realm to kill the old devil. Doesn't this expose their past evil deeds and today's fear!
As a result, the Eight Heaven Realm experts met Ling Wu halfway. Although they suffered heavy losses, they still took the old devil away. They didn't know the extent of Ling Wu's injuries in this battle.
For more than half a year, Ling Han traveled from the pristine mountains in the northern part of the Tianfu Empire, Qingyun City to Qingcheng, and then to Xieyang City in the west, and then to the ghost tribe in the thousands of miles of desert in the Western Region. He did not experience much, but the information he got was Quite a few.
He is no longer a fledgling boy. With responsibilities and missions, he has truly grown up.
