White-Robed Chief

He squatted down, groped slowly, and finally stopped on a book and slowly pulled it out.

It is a yellowed book with a damaged cover and it seems to have been turned over by many people. He turned it around. It has more than a hundred pages and is a travel journal.

The above records the author's travels, the personalities and wonders that have been seen from day to day.

Chu Li frowned and looked. After reading it again, there was nothing to gain.

These experiences were useless to him. After dying once, he had a deeper understanding and deeper understanding of this world.

It's really endless. Until now, no one knows the whole picture of the world. The area where human beings live is huge, but there is no way to see the world clearly.

Many places are full of fog and are hidden, like the 100,000 Mountains, so far no one can come out after entering, so no one knows what the 100,000 Mountains looks like.

In addition to the 100,000 mountains, there is a vast sea, which is truly endless, and the sea is extremely stormy and extremely extreme, and no one can survive into the depths of the sea.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains and vast oceans are so dangerous and extreme that they are all human forbidden areas.

And this travel book also seems ordinary, just some experiences walking in the human world, remembering some local customs and strange things.

Chu Li frowned and thought, still puzzled.

Can this book really help me tremendously?

He fumbled lightly for the first page of the book, and even looked inside and out with a large round cryptic mirror, trying to find out whether the book contained a mezzanine.

However, thinking that this book has been turned over by so many people, the disciples of the Lotus Sect are all human spirits. How can we not explore the existence of a mezzanine?

After a while, he put down the book.

Now that the book is fine, that's the content.

But what is recorded above is not noticeable. Although it is all anecdotal things, in his opinion, it is nothing. There is nothing to capture.

After a long while, he shook his head and decided to do something stupid.

Thinking back to the content in his mind, the first stop was Weizhou. According to the geography he looked at, it was only a few hundred miles away, which was considered very close.

And it's north, there's no danger.

He thought of this, and Piao Piao found Jing Xue and told her his plans.

Jingxue was immersed in the sea of ​​books, holding a book full of intoxication, awakened by hearing the words, frowned and said, "Brother, it would take a long time to take the route of traveling again, right?"

Chu Lidao said: "It may take a while, but it doesn't matter. I will be back at night, Shimei, and you are reading here."

"I'll be back that night?" Jingxue asked uneasily.

Chu Li smiled and nodded.

Jingxue Road: "Well then, be careful all the way!"

Chu Li waved his hand, floated out of the Tibetan scripture hall, let go of his body, like a stream of light, and soon reached Weizhou City.

Weizhou City is a small city, simple and quiet. As soon as Chu Li enters the city, he feels calm and peaceful. It is indeed a liveable place that is not impulsive and noisy.

The inhabitants of the city looked relaxed and comfortable, and they could not walk slow or slow. There was no other big city like this.

Chu Li sat in the city, and then continued to walk along the north side, all the way to a temple on the mountainside, a dilapidated temple.

Chu Li's spirit refreshed, and the Dayuan Xuankong Mirror quickly illuminated the inside and outside of the temple. There were no other things except a few broken Buddha statues.

He frowned and shook his head, and this was not what he was looking for.

He continued to move forward, along the mountain to the north, and entered the vast mountains. In his mind, he remembered the records in the travel notes. Under the observation of the Dayuan Xuankong Mirror, he accurately followed the path taken by the owner of the travel notes.

The Dayuan Xuankong Mirror can clearly see the past four or five hundred miles away, and the sky and the ground are in his eyes.

Chu Li stopped when he reached a strange mountain, his body flashed, and he appeared in a cave.

The cave was sealed by a boulder. After a long period of time, the boulder is integrated with the surrounding cliffs, and there is no difference.

The cave is halfway up the cliff, and no one will walk through it. Even if it falls from the cliff, it is impossible to touch the cave.

If Chu hadn't carried a large round mysterious mirror from his body, people who have cultivated it can't find this cave.

The air inside the cave was fresh, without a trace of turbidity, even a little fresher than the outside air, and his eyes fell on a mushroom in the corner.

These mushrooms are white and snowy, as if frozen in snow.

He squatted down, picked a flower, and gently delivered it to his mouth. The fragrance suddenly overflowed, and there was a burst of warm current all over his body, and aura of rushing in all directions.

Chu Li was surprised, but did not expect this mushroom to be so wonderful.

He remembered in his mind that he wanted to find its origin, but unfortunately he didn't read too much and found nothing, but such a wonderful thing must not be an unknown person.

Thinking of this, he disappeared in a flash, appeared in his own courtyard, took out a small jade box from the house, and returned to the cave the next moment.

After picking two snow-white mushrooms into the jade box and sending them back to the house, he returned to the cave and came to the stone wall of the cave with a wave of his sleeve.

Suddenly the stone wall was cleaned again, and the vague frescoes appeared in his eyes.

The painting on this mural is very strange. It can't see what it is. It is densely lined with wrinkles and mottled everywhere, like a rugged mountain road and old pine trees.

Looking at the blurry appearance of this mural, combined with the fresh air and dry environment here, obviously this mural may be hundreds of thousands of years or even longer.

He shook his head before leaving, but then stopped.

His instincts kept him from leaving. This painting has no mystery, which is important to him.

He simply closed his eyes to observe the painting in his mind. The eyes were not useful for observation. Under observation, he could zoom in and out, look up and down, look left and right, and change the angle and size freely.

After a short while, he suddenly felt that the painting might be a tree, or even the bark of a tree, which was only part of it, so people were confused.

He pulled out a picture of the dead tree and compared it with this picture.

"Boom!" A thunder trembled in my mind, and the withered tree hidden in the depths of the void suddenly vibrated and slowly burst out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Chu Li's eyes opened wide and shot golden light.

Then he woke up again, and returned to the void in his head again, watching the strange change of the dead tree.

The original bare trunks changed. They seemed to come alive. The bark was creeping on its own, slowly following the pattern on the stone wall.

One by one, they wriggle themselves, starting from the roots, gradually spreading upwards, upwards and upwards, and finally extending into the infinite void, which can no longer be seen.

After a long time, the Buddhas and Demons in the void suddenly burst into light, and then chanted endlessly, and the lotus all over the sky penetrated into the withered tree one by one.

The dead trees shone with a layer of oily luster, like white jade, and then returned to bleakness, as if an old tree, a strange aura appeared out of thin air, covering his body.

This aura is more pure and full than the world.

Chu Li is astonished, the dead tree has evolved, and he is once again attracted to a higher level of aura!