My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 248: Inside the Sacred Tree, See Luo He Again

Dark clouds cover the moon.

A light breeze suddenly blew quietly on the quiet island which was supposed to be surrounded by formations and isolated from the world inside and outside without a trace of dust.

It was a wisp of light, silent and quiet, but bit by bit it turned into a whistling gale.

That night, a lot of things happened on Linlang Island, which was high above the great Xuan sky and far away from the world.

In a remote small building, Lu Zhaolin sat cross-legged, silently listening to the thunder-like roars coming from outside the window. There was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, and finally he sighed softly, looked at the branch of the sacred tree in his hand, and lowered his head in silence.

In Linlang Palace, there were still strong winds and howling rains from outside, but the charming sounds never ceased to ring in the ears.

On the couch of joy, the ancestor of the Lu family breathed rapidly, and finally with a low roar, he suddenly let go of the woman under him whose name he could not even call out.

The face that had turned yellow and pale for some unknown reason due to Ye Wuyou before now looked like a dead tree coming back to life with a rosy luster.

He turned and looked outside the hall. Although his vision was blocked by the screen, it seemed as if he could see everything through the boundless distance.

A loud bang echoed throughout the entire island, accompanied by slight vibrations, and the rustling of leaves in the forest spread in all directions.

The ancestor of the Lu family, who always practiced the Yin-Yang Dao diligently, looked gloomy at first, but then he sneered.

"What a great collapse of mountains and crack of earth, what a boundless sea."

The words were disdainful, as if lamenting that everything was just so-so.

The mountain condensed by the Dharma image gradually dissipated bit by bit, and Lu Chen's figure gradually emerged from it, but there was no trace of the corpse in front of him.

Mother and Child Chapter-The Superior Person.

The state of mind is flawless, not happy or sad because of things, not affected by others, there is a truth in the heart, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, but it is unshakable.

His aura was already far superior to before, and it was a step he had suddenly taken since he reached the Sixth Realm of Heavenly Power.

But there is still one step left.

"The upper three realms are really so out of reach..." Lu Chen clenched his fists lightly and murmured softly.

Then, he walked towards the Linlang Palace, which should have been solemn and dignified but was now full of absurdity, step by step.

There are shadows of mountains behind him.

Outside the mountain there is a phantom of water, flowing around the mountain.

Mountains and sea face each other.

The mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sea was boundless.

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The Lu family has a sacred tree that has been around for thousands of years. There are several stories passed down in the family. One of them says that the sacred tree was only the size of an ordinary tree a thousand years ago, but it grew together with the Lu family, and now it has turned into a towering tree.

This was indeed true. The Lu family members were now standing under a towering tree that required dozens of people to circle around it, but they could not see the treetops at all.

How tall is the sacred tree?
So the second story says that the sacred tree Jianmu is a bridge connecting heaven and earth. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day, and always rests above the sacred tree on the way.

Stories are just stories after all. If this were true, then the sacred tree would have been able to hear it directly from heaven.

At this moment, the giant tree that has been standing for thousands of years suddenly let out a loud roar from the bottom, and its branches and leaves shook violently.

It was as if something had crashed into the sacred tree.

But after this loud noise, everything calmed down and there was no sound at all.

Lu Chen walked slowly with a calm look in his eyes, but when he heard that the sacred tree was no longer moving, a trace of deep disappointment still flashed in his eyes.

"Did it fail?"

No problem.

From the not-so-distant Linlang Palace came the hoarse laughter of an old man and the low moan of a woman.

"Why are you, Lu Chen, also acting foolishly now? Is the existence of our sacred tree so important to you?"

Lu Chenmo shook his head silently and said lightly.

"No, it doesn't matter to me whether there is a sacred tree or not. It doesn't matter whether there is one or not..."

"So what do you mean now?" the Lu family ancestor asked calmly.

"Without you, it's very important to me."

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Did it fail?

No.

Ye Wuyou was knocked unconscious.

Lu Chen is no longer the same as before. The force of his punch on Ye Wuyou is completely different from before.

Not only did he knock Ye Wuyou flying, but he also crashed into the sacred tree.

He was also knocked unconscious.

The young man lay quietly on the ground, his face as peaceful and kind as that of a deceased person.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a moment, or maybe a few hours?

Ye Wuyou yawned and woke up leisurely.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

"Where is this?"

But then, his mind suddenly shook, his eyes fixed, his face stunned. The surrounding scenery was already very different from that of the Lu family.

He stood on a cliff.

There are mountains and flowing water, and the peaks are stacked one after another, staggered but faintly surrounding each other.

Looking far away, you can vaguely see the shadows of the peaks, and where the peaks are connected and surrounded, there is a winding yet extremely clear river, flowing between the peaks, and finally converging along one place, surrounding the mountains layer by layer.

Xanadu?

And in the center of the mountains and rivers, there is an island, and on the island, there is a tree.

The tree roots spread out and broke through the soil. The rhizomes raised in one place were roughly at the same level as Ye Wuyou who was standing on the cliff.

A sense of the enormity of the giant object spread through Ye Wuyou's heart. He stood on the top of the mountain, but he could only look up at the towering tree.

The mountain is so small, and the people inside it are even smaller, like ants.

Ye Wuyou looked at the giant tree, on which there was a faint glow, reverberating up and down.

The light illuminates the world.

A vague sense of familiarity, closeness, and worship came from my mind...

A sense of dependence on the giant tree, almost like a "father", emerged in my heart.

[This is really a rebellion against the Heavenly Gang. The firewood from the past is now trying to brand you, and is he worthy of your worship! ]

[It is these beasts who should kneel at your feet! ]

The narrator's voice sounded leisurely, and the strange feeling in my mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Was that the mark of the sacred tree just now?
Will it make you feel closer to the sacred tree?

“But is this a sacred tree?”

Ye Wuyou was shocked and suspicious.

How could this be a sacred tree?

The scene I saw at the Lu family was not like this.

Was he knocked into the sacred tree by Lu Chen's punch?
But after all, how could the sacred tree, which was surrounded by only a dozen people, be so small... not to mention that this was the inside of the sacred tree?

And why do I feel a vague sense of familiarity around here?
Ye Wuyou involuntarily took a step back, but then his expression paused.

He hit something.

He turned around suddenly, but immediately saw a dark and muddy face almost sticking to his back.

In an instant, Ye Wuyou got goosebumps.

Who cares? At this moment Ye Wuyou just punched him.

The figure fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Just a word was passed down.

The speech was intermittent and unclear, and I could only vaguely hear a few words.

"Be careful... Bai Lu... kisses... you..."

There was no more talking.

That familiar feeling finally made Ye Wuyou understand everything.

This place is like the Luo River, just like the strange Luo River!
There was also such a figure in the Luo River, but that figure was more similar to himself.

They said almost the same words.

At that time, the figure said, "Be careful Bai Lu."

I didn't care about it at that time, and even felt a little puzzled as to why I should be careful about Bai Lu.

But now that the figure said two more words, it seemed even more absurd.

Fuck you, what does it mean to be careful about Bailu kissing me?

She even bit me!
Twice in a row, no matter how stupid Ye Wuyou was, he always felt that this was not an ordinary thing.

He asked in his mind.

You bastard, tell me, what exactly is this figure!
The narrator surprisingly did not respond.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou no longer had time to care why the narrator did not respond.

Because ever since his mind broke through the mark of the sacred tree, there has been a faint tremor on the towering tree that is countless distances away.

At this moment, in Ye Wuyou's sight, several branches of trees separated, revealing some white objects faintly.

The white object was oval in shape and was hanging on different branches of the sacred tree, swaying slightly.

Is this the fruit of the tree?
But then, cracks began to appear on the white oval fruit.

Dead and silent figures appeared one after another inside.

The narrator's voice sounded leisurely at this moment.

[You realize something, and memories churn in your mind, and finally remember something...]

[Although all living things are but ants, there are still some smart ants, unlike the Luo River, which was once a blessed land but is now in a dead silence...]

[At the moment, with the living beings as nutrients and Jianmu as the foundation, a paradise has been created...]

(End of this chapter)