Record of Chaos

　　 (I wanted to add yesterday's content. Then I suddenly found that a chapter with only 2000 words is actually quite good. In the future, when I want to be lazy, I will not ask for leave. Can I just post a 2000-word chapter?)

　　 (If you meet in 678, you have already missed your life, why do you need an eternal alliance?)

　　 This is a return to the world. It is said that the tree emperor upgrades to Jindan Sanhua Consummation almost instantly here. And the tree emperor can also bring in his cronies. The realm of the cronies will also be greatly improved, and a second thought will be able to "create" a powerful force to maintain the emperor's power.

　　 And it doesn’t cost anything. It’s much more cost-effective for gossip than to improve by keeping the bloodstained monument. It’s silly not to jump.

　　 The shaft was quiet and silent, but they jumped down, and there was a buzzing wind blowing immediately below. Supported by the wind, their falling speed slowed down significantly, as if they were floating in the air.

　　 In the end, five people fell safely on a dark ground. This is a huge cave. There are countless green fireflies shining on the walls of the cave, turning it into a night sky full of green stars.

　　 Although the roar of various attacks and counterattacks from the outside world constantly shakes the foundation of the entire big city, there is no sound in this cavity. Gouzhu felt as though his ears were blocked by something extremely uncomfortable.

　　 Whether it's dark and shiny, it looks like the ground composed of ancient trees that have been rubbed for thousands of years, or the old woody fragrance and abundant wood aura in the air, all remind them that they are still inside a big tree.

　　 Lin Hutu's tricks generally turned out a simple copper lamp. He put it on his hand, walked to a tall cave wall, and then respectfully worshipped.

　　Because of the lights in Lin Hutu's hand, I saw that this was not just a black wooden wall, but uneven and pitted, as if a large piece of bark was covered with tree bumps.

　　 Large and small tree knots pile up and combine to form a lot of human figures, as if many reliefs of gods are densely covered on this wooden wall. However, if you look carefully, they are really just some raised wood tumors and scars.

　　 "Your Majesty and Empress, please infuse a ray of spiritual thought into this piece of jade. No matter what kind of spiritual thought, please."

　　 Lin Hutu presented a fist-sized piece of jade with light blue fluorescence with both hands. One hundred thousand years ago, there were no magical tools such as jade slips that could absorb divine thoughts, and they used divine jade directly.

　　The jade slips invented by the younger monks are actually made by using ordinary jade pieces inlaid with a small amount of jade crystals and then placed in a formation method, which greatly reduces the amount of jade used.

　　 A large piece of sacred jade stone like Lin Hutu's hand, if it were placed in this world after one hundred thousand years, it would be worth tens of thousands of blood spirit stones. This will inevitably make the eyes sharp.

　　 After Mu Mu and Muluo each injected a ray of divine thoughts, Old Man Lin took the jade stone and bowed respectfully to this divine statue wall, muttering words in his mouth. The green fluorescent light on the wall flickered, as if responding to him.

　　 After a while, Lin Hutu turned his head, glanced at Muluo, and then at Mu, his eyes seemed a little startled, and a little embarrassed, he stopped talking. Muluo saw that something was wrong and asked:

　　 "Old man, if you have something to say, is there any problem with our identity and blood?"

　　 Lin Hutu's originally relaxed and contented face is now full of furrows. He struggled for a long time, then bit his head and asked in a low voice:

"There is no problem with the identities of the two. Although the blood of the five generations of the tree emperor is impure, the other half is the blood of the fallen heavenly humans, it does not matter. The empress is pure Lishan's lineage of the tree clan. It's just...just...the empress now Or is it a virgin?"

　　 Muluo's face changed, flushed immediately, and she cursed: "Are you sick? Does my mother care about you?"

Lin Hutu was not annoyed by this scolding, but said in embarrassment: "The twelve golden immortals of the tree emperor line and the Lishan line will live forever through the chaos of the chaos for my tree clan, and they will not hesitate to die in martyrdom. Establish this contract.

　　"After the fallen human world, the tree emperor can only enjoy this sage's blessing in the return to the light after he married a woman from Li Shan's line.

　　 "But if the empress is still a virgin, this is unreasonable, and there is no precedent to follow. It is not easy to deal with the old man."

It is not surprising that the sages of the tree clan set up such a rule to restrain the descendants of the tree emperor, especially this involves the interests of the tree emperor and the Lishan family. If the tree emperor insists on going his own way and refuses to marry a woman from Li Shan's line, their alliance will not be able to continue.

　　 The fourth-generation tree emperor Muye refused to marry Muluo but married a human woman as his wife. Maybe the Emperor's line will be completely extinct.

　　 Fortunately, Lin Hutu said that the other half of the wood is the blood of the fallen devas, and the quality is "fair." Now that he and Muluo are here, they can be regarded as putting his father's mistake back on track.

After the old silly said that, he rolled his eyes, cast his gaze on the wood that was still sluggish and unresponsive, and then turned back, then lowered his head and lowered his voice and asked Muluo, "Is there any problem with this generation of Majesty? if so……"

　　 He didn't finish his words, Muluo was already furious, and she almost wrestled with him. Gouzhu and Lian Ling saw that the situation was not good, and decisively pulled them away. Lin Hutu's long goatee was torn off by half, but he was not discouraged. Instead, he continued to persistently say loudly to Muluo:

　　 "If there is no problem, I will find a place for the two in the upper palace, and the matter will be done immediately, and the old man can open the Qinglong Pond immediately!"

　　 After a while, Mu Luo, Muluo, Gouji, and Lian Ling sat quietly in a corner to discuss. But Lin Hutu sat obediently under that "divine wall", waiting for the new tree emperor and others to make a decision.

　　 This matter was originally between Mu-Luo and Muluo, so they decided on their own. But one of them is a fool and has not figured out the situation so far, while the other has a hot personality and may mess things up at any time. So they can only discuss with four of them.

　　 Gouzhu was the first to see that the key to returning to the world lies in what Lin Hutu said "opening the Qinglong Pond". Although this matter was bound by an ancient contract, the final execution actually fell into the hands of the confused elder Lin Hutu.

　　The rule is dead, but man is alive. It can be opened as long as Lin Hutu approves it. This person is not completely non-negotiable. Not only that, but he tried to negotiate with him and found that he was not unreasonable, and he could still be reasonable and convinced.

In the end, the foolish old man made some accommodations with his three-inch tongue. Lin Hutu will give out a contract stating that Mumu and Muluo will voluntarily become Taoists, and promises to be married in a hundred years. Heirs are born within. As long as the two of them are willing to sign and pledge, and hand over the contract to him, he can open the "Blue Dragon Pond".

　　 One hundred years sounds terrifying, but the lifespan of treants is a hundred times that of human beings, so the one hundred years is only equivalent to one year of human beings.

　　 This paper contract is not binding. Because everyone knew that even the blood contract could not restrain the Golden Core monk. Muluo was already in the Golden Core Realm. When the Qinglong Pond opens, most of the wood has to be upgraded to the realm of Jin Dan.

　　 So this contract is a genuine gentleman's agreement, giving Lin Hutu an inner comfort.

"How about it, isn't it?" Gouzhu put the contract that Lin Hutu had written on a large withered yellow leaf for half an hour and placed it in the center of the four. They said the general content, and then looked carefully. Muluo glanced at the tree girl with rare beauty.

　　 Goujiu felt a little proud, but he was nervous and uneasy. If this matter is negotiated, he can at least rise to the realm of the Purple Mansion without talking about the golden core. As for Lian Ling, maybe Jindan is a great success. But if the talk fails and the bamboo basket is empty, it can really make people vomit blood.

　　 His tree language was taught by Lianling. The spoken language is acceptable, and it is possible to talk to this old antique one hundred thousand years ago, but it is a bit choking for these obscure words. In addition, Muluo has a weird personality and moody, if he refuses to sign, he has nothing to do.

　　 Unexpectedly, Muluo only glanced at the contract: "Huh, I have no problem. Go and ask the idiot!"

　　 Goujiu certainly can't think of it, Muluo couldn't see the words on the leaves at all. Her red eyes can only see the difference between cold and hot. And the leaf itself and the writing on it are no different from hot or cold. So all she saw was a dim, dead leaf.

　　 Not only can she not see the word, she has never even seen the respect of wood. She was blind when she first met Wood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When she changed into the red fire pupil, she saw only a hot human-shaped flame.

　　 But she doesn't care. The respect of Kino has already made her nauseous, and she has long known that wood is not strong enough. After changing into the red fire pupil, she found that her eyes were much clearer when looking at people.

　　 At least she has never seen any flaws in the appearance of wood. Those who left her impression were such a person as simple and honest as wood and reliable as rock. Even if he couldn't see his appearance clearly, the image of him riding on the giant tiger and waving an axe to rescue him was so handsome that he burst into flames.

　　 Once the image has been reflected in the mind, it will be as if it has been deeply imprinted, and it will never be changed. Even if her eyes regained their normal color, no matter what the wood looked like, she still saw the hero who was riding a giant tiger.

　　 So she must sign the contract, so there is no need to ask.

　　 Gou Zhuo never expected that Muluo would promise so happy. In this way, the matter will be settled. Mumu always listened to him and asked him to do whatever he wanted. It's okay to let him go up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​fire, let alone just sign and draw a bet?

　　 "That's good, Mu," he looked at this obedient junior with a smile, "Hurry up and sign it."

　　 Unexpectedly, the wood blushed, and he stood up as if itching all over his body, hesitated in his mouth for a long time, as if there were countless things to say, but he just couldn't say it. As he struggled, the murderous intent in Muluo's eyes grew stronger.

　　 Seeing that the situation is wrong, he quickly pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"

　　 Mu Mu continued to hesitate, but he finally came out: "That...I don't...can't sign!"