Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 338 Orderly Counterattack

The bark of the Panlong tree is a deep brown in color, with a rough texture and covered with cracks and irregular protrusions, as if it has experienced countless wind and rain baptisms to forge such a tough shell.

Under the sunlight, the color of the bark changes with the angle of light, sometimes showing a metallic luster, and sometimes appearing calm and heavy.

The branches are lush and intricate, extending outward from the main trunk. Some are straight up like spears in the hands of a warrior, while others are curved and drooping like the graceful posture of a dancer.

The leaves on the branches are oval in shape, with tiny serrations on the edges. They are dark green and shiny in color. Whenever the breeze blows, they make a rustling sound, like the whispers of nature.

"Haha, second brother, is this little tree scolding me, the big brother? Look, this black guy swallowed him."

"No, no, no, it said the boss is a good bird and gave it a ride." Xiaocao said hurriedly.

"Haha, really?" Heizi was a little unconvinced.

"Really." Xiao Cao nodded seriously and said, "The small dragon tree came here for the spiritual energy of the Taoist temple. The place where it originally grew was polluted by ghost energy."

"So that's how it is." Liu Weizi smiled and said, "It is rumored that the Panlong tree is spiritual and likes to take root in spiritual places. After practicing successfully, it can use its roots as feet and walk in the mountains and rivers. This little Panlong tree is not simple."

"It's a new bud on an old tree." The grass said with a sad look on its face.

"So that's how it is. So that's how it is." Liu Weizi put away his smile.

"What do you mean?" the old patriarch asked puzzledly.

"It is said that when the old Panlong tree reaches old age, it will use its essence to nurture new buds, and these new buds are seeds, which are its offspring."

The old patriarch understood, looked at the little dragon tree, and asked curiously: "How did you come to the Forgotten Land?"

"Swish, swish," the little dragon tree made a rustling sound, and Xiaocao translated it, "It came along the river."

"Haha, it didn't lie, it really came ashore from the river." Heizi confirmed.

At that time, it was just about to catch some fish for fun when it saw a small tree twisting its way up the river bank, walking on its roots.

This surprised it, and this scene happened.

"I'll take the small dragon tree to find a place to take root first. It's polluted by ghost energy and urgently needs warming of spiritual energy." Xiao Cao said as he held up the small dragon tree.

"Go." The old patriarch nodded.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Xiaocao disappeared underground.

"Master Liu, what are the benefits of this Panlong tree?" the old patriarch asked expectantly.

"It's not very beneficial. It can be regarded as a spiritual tree. Well, its strength is average." Liu Weizi said this and then changed the subject: "It is rumored that the powerful Panlong tree can transform into a Panmu dragon, which is very powerful. Of course, this is just a legend. It's the same as their cultivation success. It's rare for old trees to have new buds."

"New buds on old trees, isn't that their way of nurturing the next generation?" the old patriarch asked in surprise.

"You misunderstood. The Panlong Tree... well, it's a spiritual tree that has achieved great success in cultivation. It's very rare. And an old tree can only produce one new bud, which is even rarer."

Yifeng continued, "I once read an ancient book that described why the Panlong Tree became a legend."

"Haha, what did you say?"

"Cut down the ancient Panlong tree and build the Hall of Life." As soon as Yifeng said this, the pavilion suddenly became quiet.

This is the sin committed by the human race!

In the courtyard of the Forgotten Temple, the small Panlong tree hopped around looking for land. Under the curious gaze of the Elf Butterfly, it took root between the rock peak and the Forgotten Temple, attracting spiritual energy.

The grass, selfishly, mobilized a spiritual channel to provide nourishment to the small Panlong tree, and after the latter made a rustling sound to express its gratitude, its spiritual intelligence fell into a deep sleep.

“I was enlightened by the ancient Panlong tree, and now the small Panlong tree has appeared in the Forgotten Land. This must be the will of heaven.” Xiaocao muttered to himself as he looked at the small Panlong tree shrouded in spiritual mist.

"Good deeds will bring good results. All things are empty except cause and effect." The voice of the soil layer came from the window.

"Mr. Tu, how do you have time to come back?" Xiao Cao asked in surprise.

"I came back to ask for help."

"Ask for help?"

"arms."

"Then we have to discuss it with the old clan leader and the great elder."

"That's true." Tuceng nodded and chatted with Xiaocao for a while, then went to find the old patriarch and Yifeng.

After listening to Tuceng's intention, Yifeng said, "We will definitely provide support, but you, Tu Lao, know the situation in the village. We do have quite a few bamboo iron arrows and some weapons in stock, but the latter are for trading."

"Exchange it with ore." said the soil layer.

"That's no problem. Come on, Mr. Tu, let's discuss the replacement."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Priest Liu was speechless.

The next morning, Yihuo, Yixiong, Yilang and Yishe, each leading 200 wolf riders, set out with the village and mountain stronghold exploration teams to clear out the ghost beasts roaming the deserted trade routes.

Although the army of beasts retreated two hundred miles, many injured ghost beasts were left behind. Hundreds and thousands of them roamed and hunted in the vast forest.

The herds of animals also returned to their habitats in groups.

Strangely enough, when faced with the invasion of ghost beasts, the beasts in the food chain, which had originally regarded each other as enemies, actually shared a common hatred and did not divide into camps. They only went their separate ways after the war was over.

The return of the beast herd made the Wolf Riders very happy. They were afraid of scaring the beasts away, so they did not hunt, but worked harder to clear out the ghost beasts' nests and form the Ghost Beast Squad to escort the beast herd, because only when you lose something do you realize how precious it is.

Compared to the tranquility near the Forgotten Land, the temples are in turmoil and fighting continues.

As more and more believers gathered, they were inevitably discovered by roaming groups of ghost beasts and ghost beast squads, so the fighting continued.

The Eagle Guards flew into the air and spit out flaming arrows, the Spirit Guards rode on the Wolf Riders and transformed into Spirit Riders to charge into the enemy ranks, and the Yellow Spirit Guards were the vanguard and led the military and civilians to charge into the enemy ranks.

The temple's soldiers and civilians switched from defense to offense, taking the initiative to clear out the invading ghost beast groups and squads nearby, strengthening their own strength to cope with the encirclement and suppression of the ghost beast army.

The Thunder Dragon, who had completely let himself go, traveled between various temples, looking for level seven ghost beasts to fight with and hone himself.

Therefore, the temple soldiers and civilians as well as wandering ghost beasts often saw a thunder dragon fighting with a powerful ghost beast high in the sky, causing the earth to tremble and the sun and moon to dim.

And Heizi also began to move through the temples, heading for the corpses of the ghost beasts.

It had to store food for its younger brothers, and the Phantom Thunder Cloud became a nanny, providing pure energy for the Eagle Guards and Wolf Guards who were re-condensing their soul bodies for them to practice and absorb.

It was in such an orderly counterattack that two figures flew into the air, breaking the tranquility of the Forgotten Town.

The people who came were Taoist Xuanzhen and a charming and beautiful woman.

"Hmm," Taoist Xuan Zhen cleared his throat and introduced, "Xiao Wu, Wei Zi, this is Madam Foxy, she's here for Xiao Li."

"Oh oh" Liu Weizi and the old patriarch came back to their senses and greeted each other awkwardly.

Mrs. Foxy smiled sweetly and greeted the two of them.

It really made all the flowers dim, and the two old men lost their composure.