My practice narration is weird

The wood spirit belonging to the Bitter Love Tree was feeling the changes happening to him with some horror.

It was as if another will was biting and robbing him, causing his body to gradually stiffen.

But he is a wood spirit...

He is different from the Lu family's sacred tree that is no more than a thousand years old. He has survived for much longer.

He has more tricks and is more vigilant.

Xingdao couldn't find him.

Pulao couldn't take him down completely.

But why is this person in front of me, what did he do to me...

The wood spirit suddenly paused, then roared.

"Asshole, you and I are from the same origin!"

Wake up, hungry.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were dull.

After swallowing so much of the essence of the sacred tree, how could such a good thing happen in the world?

At this moment, the sacred tree in the body finally woke up.

In other words, he was forcibly awakened.

The origins of so many sacred trees were separated, which finally touched the sleeping sacred tree a little bit.

What followed was the current scene.

The wood spirit devours the wood spirit.

The bitter tree spirit is weak, but the wood spirit in Ye Wuyou's body is strong.

One of them was exhausted, relying on Ye Wuyou to give him a breath of relief; the other was just awake and full of energy, but hungry.

Ye Wuyou could feel that the little wooden spirit seemed to be very excited at this moment.

The sacred tree follows the Lord.

In the past, Ye Wuyou swallowed the soul and then threw it to it for absorption and transformation.

But now, it was finally his turn to have such a day.

"You and I are from the same origin, why would you want to be someone else's dog?" The bitter tree didn't understand.

Of course he couldn't understand.

As wood spirits, they all have their own pride, just like the wood spirits of the Lu family's sacred tree in the past, they were not controlled by anyone at all.

But the hundreds of years of planning by the ancestors of the Lu family finally succeeded in taking over the place.

After that, it was Ye Wuyou who obtained the only remaining strand of the sacred tree.

Even so, the initial behavior of the sacred tree spirit was not satisfactory. Although it was still "young", it still wanted to do something to itself.

It is conceivable that if the sacred tree gradually grows, it is possible that it will become a guest.

Until that fateful meeting, I fell into it, and now my soul and the wood spirit are firmly tied together.

The unwilling roar and struggle finally weakened little by little.

As time passed, a crack suddenly appeared on the tree stump in front of me.

Ye Wuyou retracted his hand and closed his eyes quietly, feeling the changes in the sacred tree spirit within his body at this moment.

He has experienced divine soul support one after another, and at the same time, the wood spirit from the same source is being devoured.

Just like he had overcome the inner demon tribulation and set foot in the Six Realms, the Divine Tree finally crossed a certain bottleneck and broke a certain boundary.

The saplings of the past can no longer be called saplings.

Fresh buds poked out from the branches. The delicate branches were moving without wind at the moment. The branches and leaves were in full bloom, but they became luxuriant in an instant.

Saplings become small trees and then big trees.

The majestic aura emanates from the sacred tree in front of him, and the extremely pure aura is endless, as if it is inexhaustible.

Now it doesn't seem to be a problem for Ye Wuyou to use his Dao realm on his own.

In addition, one's own magic power should also be able to be used once.

This is the foundation brought by the sacred tree.

Among the six realms, no one can compete with Ye Wuyou's energy, and even in the seventh realm, it is still difficult to compare.

Ye Wuyou's mind sank into it, he raised his head slightly, and saw Feng Xinxin, who was hanging high on the southeast branch, staring at him with wide eyes, waving his hands, and moving the corners of his lips slightly, as if he was telling something.

Ye Wuyou just glanced at the other party and then looked away.

He had something to ask Feng Xinxin, but not now.

Right now, it seems that there are more surprises waiting for him.

His eyes were slightly focused, looking towards the top of the sacred tree.

A smile finally appeared on Ye Wuyou's lips.

A green fruit appeared at the end of the tree.

No, not one.

Two fruits.

Although the fruit is only as big as an index finger at the moment, it is still extremely green.

But there is no doubt that that thing is Tao Fruit.

The uses of Tao Fruit are self-evident. Whether it is improving one's own practice, tempering the body, or healing injuries, it has extremely powerful effects.

But more importantly, this Dao Fruit seems to be somewhat related to the "Wreckage of the Avenue".

The ruins of the avenue, the new avenue, the orthodoxy, the realm, the fruit...

This Dao Fruit may be related to the Seven Realms.

It still takes time to grow, but it finally gave Ye Wuyou hope.

But from now on, we can’t waste it on those eyes.

Ye Wuyou thought lightly, looking at the sacred tree that stretched out its branches in front of him, like a human hand, but found it a bit funny.

"After sleeping for so long, this is all you get? I really raised you in vain."

More than a dozen six-level souls, plus Xingdao, Pulao, three giant souls of blue and white demons, plus a weak wood spirit from the same origin, were all offered to the sacred tree.

Now that the Dao Fruit has formed, Ye Wuyou is a little pleased, but after all, the Dao Fruit is green and can only be seen but not eaten, so what's the use?

As if he understood Ye Wuyou's words, the sacred tree paused slightly at first, and the swaying branches also stopped.

""

The words of the sacred tree rang in Ye Wuyou's mind, making him frown slightly.

If you feel right, this sentence means something like...

Master, are you stupid?

",fool……"

The sacred tree spoke again, and this time Ye Wuyou was completely surprised.

He didn't care why the sacred tree called him "stupid" now, because the words the sacred tree just said were not those difficult words.

But human-like words.

Can speak?

His surprised mood soon calmed down.

The original wood spirits of the Lu family, including the wood spirit of the bitter love tree, could speak human language and communicate with people normally.

It didn't seem to be a big surprise that the sacred tree in his body could speak.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou simply spoke again and asked the sacred tree.

"What else can you say now?"

Just like parents to their children, seeing them speak for the first time, so they let them try to say a few more words.

"Speak?" The sacred tree responded.

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly.

"Whatever you say."

The branches swayed gently, dancing like a person.

"Climax!"

"Double cultivation! Triple cultivation! Group cultivation!"

"Magic way! Furnace! Great!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Ye Wuyou's previously calm expression suddenly became gloomy.

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After a while, Ye Wuyou opened his eyes again.

He looked at the scenery of Beiyuan in front of him, and looked at Qingqiu, which was different from before, and thought in his heart.

Where did the sacred tree learn these vulgar words from?

It seems that it needs to be guided well in the future.

Otherwise, if it continues like this, the sacred tree will become the second dog narrator.

But speaking of it, what did the sacred tree mean by the previous words?

It said to itself, the master is stupid?

Was it just a naughty remark?

With his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, Ye Wuyou seemed to have noticed something, stretched out his hand, and gently tapped the air in front of him with his fingertips.

The dark strange domain then emerged.

[Strange Door Coffin]

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, retracted his hand, and the strange domain dissipated.

But then, Ye Wuyou's mind moved slightly.

There were ripples that others could not detect, and only echoed in front of him.

Ye Wuyou saw a scene.

It was him standing in the same place, slowly opening his eyes and looking around.

It was the scene just a moment ago.

He could feel that as long as he wanted, he could step into the picture.

[Recall]