Fu Shiyi wanted to consult the lame old man, but turned around and found that there was no one behind him, and the two doors of the library were tightly closed at this time.
.......
Outside the library.
The rest of the people gathered around the lame old man and looked at the library with hopeful eyes. They were a little worried and a little expectant and said: "Brother Hai, do you think this spirit envoy can find a way before the full moon?"
The lame old man sighed.
He thought for a moment, then spread his right palm and said lonely:
"The spirit envoy descended and the palm flowers bloomed. Although the spirit envoy did come, the flower in our palms only opened two petals, which was three less than the spirit envoy with the lowest cultivation level recorded in the clan. "
"Hey, I'm afraid that even if this spiritual envoy finds a solution, he won't be able to cope with this change."
Everyone heard this.
A look of panic immediately appeared on his face.
According to the lame old man, none of them would survive the full moon night, but they were still unwilling to give in. They gritted their teeth and said, "Brother Hai, can we really just sit back and wait for death?"
The lame old man looked up at the rising moon.
After tonight.
There are only two days left.
It was time for them to make a decision. He beckoned the others to come over and murmured for a while. Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed when they heard the words. A look of struggle flashed across their faces, but in the end they sighed.
"Brother Hai, the matter is over, let's do what you said."
The lame old man saw that everyone had no objection.
Gratitude flashed in his eyes and excitement appeared on his face: "Don't worry, if...if our Changshou Town can continue, the descendants of Houji will always remember us."
Everyone looked at each other.
Finally, he smiled heartily, with relief and bitterness in his laughter: "Since everyone has agreed, let's go back and prepare. Everyone must remember not to miss the time."
...........
Two days flew by.
There is less than an hour left before the full moon night.
There are only seven small courtyards in Changshou Town, and a white lantern is hung outside. A red-lacquered coffin lies horizontally in the courtyard, and seven old men, wearing shrouds, lie in it with smiles.
The lame old man looked at the full moon hanging high in the sky.
He sighed:
"Is it true that you haven't found a solution yet?"
The lame old man took out an envelope from his arms and placed it on his chest. He folded his hands, pinched the strange marks with his fingers, and moved his lips.
Instantly.
There was originally no wind in the town.
There was a "rustling" sound.
The breeze emanates from the coffin in the courtyard and slowly rises into the sky. In this breeze, there seems to be a tiny seed. As the wind rises higher and higher, the originally vibrant vine fence seems to be extracted by someone. Like life.
in a blink.
It became an old vine.
And the seed carried in the wind seemed to light up slightly.
at the same time.
In the other six courtyards not far from the lame old man, a similar scene appeared in the sky. The seven seeds slowly formed the arrangement of the Big Dipper under the influence of the wind.
"boom!"
The moment when the seven stars connect.
A bright seven-color holy light flashed out, and the gestures of the seven old men lying flat in the coffin changed. In an instant, invisible threads connected the seven old men with the seven-color holy light in the air. Together, the holy light stayed in the air for a moment.
Suddenly it shot down to the ground of the town.
I don’t know how many meters it sank.
When the holy light stopped, an ancient tree suddenly appeared. However, the leaves of this ancient tree were withered, and the few leaves on it were also yellow and could fall off at any time.
The ancient tree seemed to be sick.
However.
There was a faint heartbeat sound coming from inside the ancient tree.
At this time, in the seven-color holy light, the voice of the lame old man suddenly came out: "Zhenling Sacred Tree, when the moon is full tonight, the few remaining old people in our Changshou Town will also die. I beg you to send me your message. Mercy, help us drive away this longevity-eating monster."
"Soul-Suppressing Sacred Tree, I beg you to appear!!!!"
Silence.
There is only the thumping heartbeat in this space.
There was no response.
The lame old man sighed in the air, and his voice revealed infinite loneliness: "Brothers and sisters, since the Spirit-Suppressing Sacred Tree has not appeared, let's proceed as planned."
Finished.
The seven-color holy light turned into the word "sacrifice" in the air.
After the word "sacrifice" appeared, the body of the ancient tree became transparent, and several babies were seen lying inside the tree. Apparently, the heartbeat just now came from this baby.
"These are the only seeds left in our Changshou Town."
"Soul-Suppressing Divine Tree, I hope that after we die, you can stop the invasion of longevity-eating monsters and allow them to survive. This is our last wish!"
The lame old man's voice trembled slightly.
Apparently he was afraid that even the Soul-Suppressing Sacred Tree would not be able to resist the longevity-eating monster.
The ancient tree, which was originally still, seemed to respond. Its branches stirred slightly, and the excited voice of the lame old man suddenly came from the air:
"Thank you Zhenling Divine Tree!!"
at this time.
The seven-color holy light seemed to appear on the face of the lame old man. He looked at the baby sealed in the ancient tree, with a look of kindness and hope on his face:
"Children, I hope that after you absorb the rest of our energy, you can continue to survive until the arrival of the next spiritual envoy!"
Finished.
The seven-color holy light suddenly shot toward the ancient tree.
The holy light fell on the baby, and the originally weak heartbeat slowly became louder and more powerful.
...........
After Fu Shiyi entered the library pavilion.
Seeing that there were no books in the room, but just a big tree, I was stunned for a while, and then I realized that when the consciousness fell on the leaves, a massive amount of information would flow into the sea of consciousness in an instant.
"It's really strange that a living tree is used to record information."
After finding a way to deal with it.
Fu Shiyi made a hand seal and muttered words. Suddenly, a hurricane of consciousness blew through the room, and the leaves of the big trees made a rustling sound.
Little characters appeared one by one.
Fu Shiyi sat under the tree, quickly searching for relevant records of Shouyuan's mysterious disappearance in his mind. After a day and a night, she finally scanned through all the information.
"This is not the way to go."
Since divine consciousness is different from ordinary people, it is powerful.
Fu Shiyi also felt a little dizzy at the moment, and he had not yet found a solution: "Since the mysterious disappearance of Shouyuan in Changshou Town happened seventy-five years ago, the residents here should have checked the books. Well, obviously they didn’t find a way.”
I just want to spend a few days.
I looked through it and found out that it was obviously impossible.
Fu Shiyi frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled helplessly. It seemed that the old men in Changshou Town did not place their hopes on themselves, otherwise they should have told her the truth long ago.
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