I Have a Mythical Tree

Ji Xia followed Zhaowu straight into Fu Zhao's mansion, walked through many magnificent pavilions, walked through lush gardens everywhere, saw many harmless monsters roaming freely in the gardens, and finally came to the center of the whole mansion, In front of a low house.

Compared with many other buildings in the Fuzhao Department, this house can only be described as ordinary. The six words of flat roof, square, and plain can accurately describe the characteristics of this house.

"My ancestor is now one hundred and eighty years old. He has experienced many catastrophes in Dafu, so he doesn't like the luxurious atmosphere. Speaking of which, even this house was built by the ancestor himself, brick by brick."

Zhao Wu pointed to the pond behind the house, and said: "The family ancestor likes fishing the most. He has a violent personality, and only when fishing can he calm down."

Ji Xia chatted with Zhao Wu on the road, and only then did he understand that Shi Zhao, in the womb of the Six Emperors, mentioned that there was a strong man named Zhao Yuan, who had cultivated into a 83-foot-long spiritual fetus, suffered the jealousy of the heavens, and was punished by thunder.

Zhao Yuan resisted the thunder punishment with his body and achieved the real body of thunder.

This Zhao Yuan turned out to be the patriarch of the Fu Zhao Department and the great ancestor of Zhao Wu.

Ji Xia has always had a very strong curiosity about this kind of strong man. Tai Cang's martial arts background is extremely weak, and there are very few records about the cultivation level above the supernatural power level.

He didn't know what the concept of a eighty-three-foot-old spirit fetus was, and he didn't know how powerful Lei Ting's real body was.

He wanted to ask Zhao Wu, but now he bears the name of a big family blood, which makes it difficult for him to speak.

"I'll see how powerful the person who can resist thunder and punishment with his body is."

Ji Xia made up her mind and followed Zhao Wu to the door.

Stepping into the three feet of the house, the Dari Zhenling Furnace trembled crazily, and a strong sense of excitement that could hardly be suppressed spread into Ji Xia's thoughts from the furnace.

Even more eager than when he first entered Yanxiang Mansion and devoured tens of thousands of priests.

"Could it be that General Zhao Yuan Shangfu, like Ji Ning, is a follower of Lord Yin?"

Ji Xia suppressed the changes in the furnace, secretly speculating in her heart.

Zhao Wu tidied up his clothes, with a smile on his face, walked to the door, and knocked lightly on the door.

no respond.

Zhao Wu sighed and knocked hard a few more times before a voice came from the room: "Come in."

This voice was full of fatigue and weakness, as if the room was not a strong spirit master, but an old man who was dying.

Zhao Wu and Ji Xia pushed the door and entered, and as soon as they entered the room, Ji Xia saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of a beautiful stove.

A rune on the furnace body was shining brightly, and a raging flame was burning in the furnace, making the whole house glow red, and the temperature in the room was extremely high.

The old man was also covered with a thick black animal skin.

Even so, the white-haired old man curled up in one place, as if feeling very cold.

"Jiazu, I'm here to see you." With a smile on his face, Zhao Wu stood beside the stove and called softly.

"Huh? It's little Zhaowu." The old man raised his head, revealing a wrinkled face, looking at Zhaowu and Ji Xia.

"Family ancestor, it's Xiao Zhaowu. I brought Brother Qin to see you today. Didn't you always say that you want to see this young strong man?"

Zhao Yuan moved his eyes to Ji Xia,

Looking at him, Ji Xia only felt that the old man's body was old and out of shape, but his eyes were still fully exposed, without any trace of aging.

"The spiritual energy in his body is condensed but not released, it is as solid as the substance, he is indeed a young strong man, are you Qin Ji?"

Ji Xia stroked her chest and saluted, with a soft tone: "Qin Ji has met senior."

"Not bad." A smile appeared on Zhao Yuan's old face, "I heard Zhao Wu praise you before, and I also heard from the juniors in the family that in the banquet of the Sixth Prince, there was a boy from the Nine Heavens who suppressed ten supernatural powers .”

"Now that I'm old and my body is weak for no reason, I just want to see you young strong men and talk to you. I feel like I'm back in my youth, riding horses and singing songs, traveling thousands of miles around!"

Ji Xia was a little puzzled, and asked: "Senior, a strong spirit master can live for three hundred years, so how can he become old and weak for no reason?"

When Zhao Wu heard Ji Xia's question, his face couldn't help changing slightly, fearing that he would offend his family ancestor.

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Among the people I talked to, you are the first young man to ask such a question. Many people think that I am taboo about this matter, and being in the same room with me, even the 'old' , I dare not mention words such as 'weakness'."

Ji Xia shook her head: "When I came to Dafu, I often heard about your name, senior. Everyone praised you as the first person under the king of Fusheng. Since your body can resist thunder, how could it be so? Aging easily?"

Zhao Yuan's face changed slightly, and a terrifying wave of spiritual energy gushed out from his withered body, covering the whole house.

He looked gloomy and asked, "What did you see?"

Ji Xia's expression remained unchanged: "Since the senior has such doubts, I think I also have some doubts in my heart."

Zhao Yuan's face became more and more gloomy, his body seemed to be glowing with a lot of vitality, the white hair on his head was gradually mixed with black, and the wrinkles on his face were reduced a lot.

Although he was still very old, he was much better than what he looked like just now.

Zhao Yuan stood up straight, stood up from the chair, put his hands behind his back, came to Ji Xia, ignored Zhao Wu who was stunned, and said to Ji Xia:

"It's been more than three years since I've felt the changes in my body. At first it was just a lack of strength, and then I became older and older!"

"I practice the Demonic Thunder Mysterious Physique, and my physical strength can forcibly overwhelm a strong spirit master. My lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary spirit masters. How can I grow old so suddenly?"

"I can't figure it out. I searched from many aspects such as food and people in the mansion, but I found nothing!"

Zhao Yuan's tone gradually became irritable, and Ji Xia also understood very well that if his body suddenly weakened for no reason when he was in his prime, his performance would not be much better than Zhao Yuan's.

"So I deliberately pretended to be dying, and after a while, I saw young strong men from various clans and tribes, and spread my state through the name of chatting with them, hoping that one day, they would see me If you can't, just show your fangs and come to reap my life!"

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Xia: "And you are the first to see that there is something wrong here, I'm sure from your eyes that you know some secrets!"

"You are an outsider, and there is no suspicion, so I show my true face in front of you, just to ask you."

Zhao Yuan looked directly at Ji Xia, and said word by word: "What did you see?"

Ji Xia was silent for a while, and after carefully weighing the gains and losses, he said: "I just have some doubts. I need to look into the specific situation in detail."

"Look? How do you look?" Zhao Wu asked curiously.

Ji Xia didn't answer, two rounds of scorching sun slowly rising in his eyes, looked at Zhao Yuan.

A shadow is lying on Zhao Yuan's back, constantly sucking out essence, energy, and spirit from Zhao Yuan's body to strengthen himself!

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