God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 817: World Tree?

The sacred beast that guards outside the tower, Kunpeng, said that the last time it saw its owner was 50,000 or 60,000 years ago. In other words, this immortal tower has existed for more than 60,000 years, for such a long period of time. Time, the destiny of the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect in the tower here is definitely more than the current number. But Rin Yueyi said that this place could keep the soul forever, where did the lost soul go?

Chu Jun suddenly remembered the soul grime beads in the outer six-story tower space. These things contained a lot of negative emotions. Could it be that those dissipated souls were transformed.

At this moment, the spirit beasts who cross-legged meditation practice also overflowed with a little bit of light, but the color of these light spots looked a little dark, and they rose towards the sky, and finally disappeared completely.

Chu Jun couldn't help feeling a move in his heart. He stretched out his hand to catch a little dark light, and immediately felt the negative emotions contained in it.

"So, they are washing their souls!" Rin Yueyi exclaimed: "There is such a magical technique!"

Chu Jun said in a puzzled way: "Wash the soul?"

Rin Yueyi explained: "If you think of a newborn baby as a piece of white paper, then as he grows up, this piece of white paper will continue to be painted with various sounds from real life, and it will become Purity, so is the soul, it will be contaminated by the joys, anger, sorrow, and joy in reality. As many people experience in life, the soul will be contaminated with many impurities. They are trying to cleanse their soul and return to the most primitive state!"

"It sounds great, but is this useful?" Chu Jun asked curiously.

"Of course it is useful. People will grow old, and the soul will grow old. The vitality of a baby is always the most exuberant. It will be twice the result with half the effort to cultivate a pure soul like a newborn!"

"It seems to make sense, so that those soul grime beads are transformed by the impurities that these guys purged their souls?"

"It should be like this, but cleaning the soul not only makes them gradually lose their memory, but also their intelligence and emotional intelligence are declining. In the end, they really return to the infant state, which is equivalent to reincarnation as a human being. So the spirit beasts here are special. Gentle, I won't attack when we see us come in!" Rin Yueyi speculated.

Chu Jun glanced weirdly at the birds and beasts sitting in groups, and couldn't help but laugh and laugh. This is considered to be the more mentally weaker he practiced, and he finally trained himself to the same IQ as a baby.

"In that case, where did all the dissipated spirits go?" Chu Jun woke up a key question.

Rin Yueyi shook his head and said: "That's not clear, maybe something went wrong in their cultivation process!"

Chu Jun nodded and said: "It can only be explained like this, but where is the owner of that Kunpeng?"

"Maybe left, maybe already sitting down, after all, no matter how high the level of cultivation is, people's life span is limited, and there are only a few monsters that can live for more than 100,000 years!" Rin Yueyi said softly.

Chu Jun couldn't help thinking about Huang Bing. She cultivated through Nirvana constantly, which is not counted as an endless life span.

"Hey, ancestor, you're lost again, are you?" A tender voice suddenly turned behind him.

Chu Jun was taken aback, and turned around vigilantly. He saw a furry, two-winged flying tiger standing behind him, staring at him with extremely humane eyes.

Chu Jun couldn't help being taken aback, but when he woke up what Rin Yueyi had just said, this flying tiger didn't seem to have the slightest aggressiveness, and his voice was very immature, like a baby. Almost cleaned up. Chu Jun settled down and asked: "Who are you?"

Flying Tiger shook his head very humanely: "I am Qian Yuan, ancestors, your memory is really... alas, don't run around in the future, come with me!" After that, he turned and swayed his tail. .

Chu Jun couldn't help being stunned. This guy actually regarded himself as some kind of ancestor. He is really mentally retarded by practicing kung fu. Did the ancestor he said had Alzheimer's? So often get lost?

The Feihu looked back and saw that Chu Jun hadn't followed, walked back again, and lay down on Chu Jun, reluctantly saying: "Sit up, it's like this every time, the disciple is a hard life! "

This flying tiger is old-fashioned, but the voice is so immature, it makes people feel like a smile. Chu Jun's heart moved, and he turned and rode on Feihu's back.

Flying tiger moved forward slowly, and Chu Jun sitting on it was extremely comfortable and cozy.

While walking, Feihu said a lot of trivial words, and Chu Jun just hummed. Suddenly Feihu stopped, and seemed to look back, strangely: "Ancestor, why are you so behaved this time, you don't pull the disciple's ears or pull the hair on his back!"

Chu Jun couldn't help being speechless. The ancestor in Feihu's mouth was not only dementia, but also an old naughty boy, pretending to be dumbfounded: "Have I ever pulled your ears?"

Flying tiger snorted and smiled: "Old ancestor, you forgot again. Last time you lost it, I carried you back. It was naughty, pulling his ears and plucking hair, and poking his disciple’s **** with a branch. !"

Chu Jun almost fell down!

"My ancestor, I have melted this year before I got dry, and my disciple has also cleansed my soul eight times. I am afraid it will be done in a short time. I will never have a chance to carry your old man!"

Chu Jun moved in his heart and asked: "Have you cleansed your soul eight times?"

Flying tiger nodded and said: "The last time I carried your old man, the disciple had already cleansed his soul five times. It has been three hundred years with a blink of an eye. Time flies so fast, and the disciple already feels that he is extremely soulful. It’s not stable and may disperse at any time, but the disciple is already very happy to see the ancestor again before transformation!"

Although Feihu's voice is immature, he speaks sincerely and sincerely. Chu Jun was a little touched. He reached out and stroked Feihu's head and said, "You can cleanse your soul again!"

Feihu stopped with a little excitement: "Ancestor, have you thought of a way to explain? My soul has been damaged too badly after eight washes!"

Chu Jun felt a slap in his heart and bit his scalp and said: "I'm almost thinking about it, but I still can't figure it out. I'll tell you later!"

Feihu was immediately disappointed and said: "When the ancestor comes out next time, I'm afraid I won't see any disciples!"

"It doesn't take too long. How long can you live?"

"It is estimated that there are still decades!" Feihu said.

"How many other disciples have cleansed their souls eight times?" Chu Jun asked again.

"Seven or eighty!"

"..."

Chu Jun asked sideways like this, this flying tiger seemed to be really worrying about its IQ, but he gradually figured it out. It turns out that the disciples of the beast-controlling gate in the tower really practiced by absorbing the light spots that are rich in nourishment and vitality, and practiced a kind of exercise called "Purification and Health Sutra" to cleanse the soul, so that the soul becomes pure, and then Let the spirit and the life carrier merge, for example, the disciple of the beast sect is to completely integrate the spirit and the life beast, that is, completely transform from a human into a beast, and then the beast is cultivated to form a human, so as to achieve the purpose of reshaping the flesh. However, it is not easy to completely integrate the spirit and the beast. The "Purification and Health Sutra" has a flaw, that is, there is still no way to fully integrate the spirit and the beast within ten years, so you must cleanse the soul again. After eight attempts were unsuccessful in purifying the soul, then the fundamental damage of the soul was too severe, and it would no longer be able to purify the soul, and could only wait silently for its dissipation.

Chu Jun finally understands how the souls of those disciples who control the beasts disappeared. Purifying the souls is like washing clothes. Clothes will be washed if they are washed too much. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the emperor’s iron rods can also be worn. As for the embroidery needles, these disciples who control the beasts constantly wash their souls, and it is only strange that they do not die. This "Soul Purification and Health Sutra" is just bullshit. For tens of thousands of years, no disciple can successfully recover his body. It's not bullshit.

At this time, Feihu had already carried Chu Jun to a tower, squatted down and said: "Ancestor, here comes, you go in, don't get lost next time!"

Chu Jun got down from Feihu's back, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, this ancestor will never get lost in the future. Go back!"

Feihu nodded, rubbed Chu Jun's arm reluctantly, and then slowly left with his tail wagging.

"Little boy, my ancestor will tell you if he thinks of a way to make up for the defect, don't burp!" Chu Jun waved his hand and exclaimed.

From the conversation with Feihu just now, I learned that the ancestors in its mouth always called everyone the bastard, so Chu Jun called it the **** along the way.

Flying tiger turned around and let out a low growl, and fell on the ground like a kowtow!

Chu Jun couldn't help touching his chin. Isn't it a bit unkind to deceive an honest and kind tiger like this?

Looking at Feihu slowly disappearing under the cover of the distant flowers and trees, Chu Jun turned and walked into the tower.

As soon as I stepped into the tower gate, I immediately felt the rich aura mixed with endless vitality, and Chu Jun couldn't help taking a deep breath, and exclaimed: "What a big tree!"

I saw a small hill in the distance. On the hillside, a huge tree grew. The dense branches and leaves almost covered the space. The leaves gleamed under the waves, releasing dense With vitality, being here, all pores in the body are completely released, just as refreshing as a cup of ice-cold ice water poured into the extremely hot weather.

Chu Jun suddenly felt that every cell in his body had to jump~IndoMTL.com~ He couldn't help but sprinted to the hillside.

Chu Jun stopped because there were two bays in front of the lake blocking the way, and the two bays surrounded the hillside in a ring shape, and the green and clear currents bottomed out. Chu Jun lives in petrochemicals, because these two bays are not ordinary lakes, one is full of vitality, and the other is full of the breath of the spring of spirit. They are the spring of life and the spring of spirit, respectively, in his own small world. The spiritual fountain of Yi Xiaowa is nothing compared with this.

"This is not a dream!" Chu Jun squeezed his thigh, it hurt!

Om! The big tree on the hillside swayed leisurely without wind, and the leaves sprinkled little bits of light, floating in all directions. These light spots were obviously on the outer layer, and the birds, beasts, flowers and plants absorbed the kind of light spots used for cultivation.

Chu Jun finally understands how the light spots that are rich in energy and vitality come from, it is all the substance that this giant tree releases after absorbing the spiritual spring and the spiritual spring.

Chu Jun swam directly across the two bay lakes, came to the foot of the hillside, and ran towards the magical old tree.

This ancient tree gives people a strange illusion, as if it is the world, it is the whole world, the world is one!