The original repairer

Chapter 115: Shenguang Island 5 Lines Territory 1

The sea surface is as calm as a mirror, without any ups and downs, so there are no waves. Without waves, there is naturally no sight of waves hitting the sand.

The grass behind the beach was lush green, dotted with a variety of flowers. A little further away was a forest of trees. Shi Chen looked carefully but couldn't identify them. They looked neither like palm trees nor coconut trees. The trees were laden with colorful, fist-sized fruits.

Shi Chen suddenly felt strange. After careful observation, he found that there was not a single piece of debris on the beach, in the grass, or in the woods.

On any naturally formed island, there will be some dead branches, rotten leaves and the like, but on this beach there are only colorful sand and colorful shells, on the grassland there are only green grass and flowers, and in the woods there are only trees and colorful fruits.

Without dead branches and leaves, the scene looks like a carefully painted island landscape.

Stepping onto the beach, Shi Chen grabbed a handful of sand clams. He saw that the sand was evenly distributed and delicate, with a slight shimmer of colorful light. The clams were round and smooth, covered with colorful light.

Shi Chen didn't know whether the island got its name from this, but the scene before him was like a dream, while the fine sand and colorful shells in his hands were real and tangible. The feeling in his hands was almost the same as ordinary sea sand and shells.

Using spiritual sense, I could already sense the presence of spiritual energy after leaving the sea. The spiritual energy here is slightly complicated.

There are all five elements of spiritual energy, and there are two kinds of spiritual energy that have never been encountered. If according to the previous assumption, one is thunder-attribute spiritual energy, then what exactly is the attribute of the other one, Shi Chen has no idea.

The concentration of spiritual energy is extremely high. It feels like if just a little more is added, it will atomize and condense into water. No, it should condense into spiritual liquid.

The spiritual sense sensing range of sixty or seventy miles is not restricted. However, within this range, many places are blocked. Shi Chen's spiritual sense can only cover part of the island. The entire island is estimated to be two hundred miles long and about one hundred miles wide at the widest point.

The edge of the spiritual sense only scanned the foot of a mountain. To the naked eye, there was a big mountain about eighty or ninety miles away from the island. The mountain was about several thousand feet high. It seemed that divine light was emitting from the mountain, but when you looked closely, it was nowhere to be seen.

The sky above the top of the mountain was gray and covered with clouds. The entire island, with a mountain towering in the center, was covered with gray fog for hundreds of feet above the head, and the divine sense could only penetrate one foot here.

Shi Chen did not find any trace of Liang Ruyan. Perhaps she was still trapped in the natural formation. In desperation, he had to go to the top of the mountain in the center of the island to see if he could find her whereabouts.

After sitting cross-legged on the grass and recovering to his best condition, Shi Chen walked into the woods. The leaves of these trees were slender, about the width of a finger, with veins extending from the petiole to the end of the leaf. Each leaf had seven veins, with the thicker petiole main vein in the middle, and three fine veins on each side of the main vein, finally converging at the tip of the leaf.

Each fruit tree only has seven bunches of fruits. Some trees have only one fruit in each bunch, while others have more, and the most is seven fruits in each bunch.

Shi Chen walked to a fruit tree. It wasn't very tall, only about ten feet tall. It held seven fruits, each bunch containing only one. He picked one and sensed its spiritual power and properties.

The peel tightly wraps the entire fruit, sealing the spirituality inside.

Since it grew on Shenguang Island, with such rich spiritual energy, the fruit's medicinal properties must be quite good. Shi Chen picked forty-nine fruits in the woods, seven from each fruit-bearing tree. Except for the first tree, which only had seven fruits and was picked, there were still some fruits left on the other trees.

These unknown fruits were stored in the storage ring, and Shi Chen spent some time there. Looking at the grass and beach behind him, he resolutely walked towards the depths of the woods.

Walking out of the orchard, there is a field of flowers in front of you. The leaves are shaped like sharp swords, and the flowers are light yellow with only three petals. The stamens are slender and extend out of the flowers. The tail is pointed and emits a little light. It is the golden sword grass.

Shi Chen could feel the rich golden spiritual energy in the flowers and plants. These flowers and plants had become magical herbs and medicines under the nurturing of the rich spiritual energy.

After digging up dozens of plants and storing them in his storage ring, he continued forward. In his spiritual sense, the patch of flowers and grass was about seven or eight miles wide, stretching out in both directions, all beyond Shi Chen's range.

Crossing the grass and flowers, Shi Chen arrived at a large lake. The water was crystal clear, and the aquatic energy was incredibly rich. Numerous lotus leaves dotted the lake, some with flowers growing beside them. Some had already formed lotus pods, and some contained plump, round seeds. Shi Chen summoned his flying sword and plucked a dozen ripe lotus pods from the lake before continuing on his way.

Fly out of the lake and arrive at a forest.

The forest is lush, and all you can see are trees half a meter thick. If you go deeper, you can vaguely see trees ten meters thick.

As soon as I stepped into the forest, a rich wood-attributed spiritual energy permeated my body. This rich wood-attributed spiritual energy was almost the same as the previous metal and water-attributed spiritual energy. Any more would have likely atomized and condensed into spiritual liquid.

Walking through the forest, the trees were tall and sturdy. The average tree was over ten feet tall, but you could also see a tree ten feet thick, fifty or sixty feet tall, the tallest tree within a mile or two.

The thicker the tree, the richer the wood-attributed spiritual energy within its trunk. The feeling of standing next to a ten-foot-thick tree is vastly different from that of standing next to a half-foot-thick one.

As he walked, Shi Chen came across a fallen tree. The trunk, from the roots upwards, was over ten feet long, and about eighty feet long. The tree had broken off at two feet, toppling toward the mountain range. Judging by the broken wound, it must have been there a long time ago.

Shi Chen leaped onto the two-meter-long stump and discovered a small tree growing from the core. The roots of the sapling penetrated deep into the core, and the sapling was already a foot long, with a branch growing on one side.

The core of the tree is emerald green, as crystal clear as jade, and the surrounding wood-attributed spiritual energy is more than three times thicker.

Such a thick spiritual energy did not condense into mist, but instead surrounded the sapling, reflecting the sapling's shining brilliance.

Shi Chen had read in the sect's miscellaneous books that a large tree growing in rich spiritual energy could give birth to a tree core spirit after a thousand years. It had to go through heavenly tribulations of thunder and fire, shed its plant body, achieve the essence of grass and trees, and transform into a spirit of grass and trees to protect its roots. The range could reach a thousand miles, and after going through nine more heavenly tribulations, it could be forged into a Taoist body and could travel through all realms.

The collapsed tree before him must have failed in a natural catastrophe, losing its chance to transform its essence. However, within the spiritual core of the tree, a new spiritual tree had sprouted, truly another form of rebirth.

To collect and nurture such a spiritual tree, one needed a small world, preferably one rich in wood-attributed spiritual energy. Unfortunately, small worlds were extremely rare, and Shi Chen had only seen a few vague references to them in miscellaneous books.

Half of the core of a tree like this had already been transformed into plant essence, making it extremely valuable. Shi Chen naturally wouldn't let it go. He split the fallen trunk, splitting it about ten feet away before retracting his magic sword. The core broke in two as the tree collapsed, and Shi Chen collected one half and used the other to nourish the sapling.

On the broken stump, the core of the tree, where the sapling had taken root, was as thick as a wrist and translucent green. Holding it in my hand, it felt heavier than a thousand pounds, still emitting a faint breath of life.

Only after undergoing a heavenly tribulation can it be fully transformed into a plant spirit, and this section of the tree core is only half transformed. For Shi Chen, it is also a rare treasure. Whether it is used for refining weapons, making puppets, arranging formations, or drawing talismans, using it in the appropriate place can greatly enhance the power of the wood attribute of the item.

Looking at the sapling, it still needs the nutrients from the half-core to grow. If the core is removed, the sapling will surely die. It is the continuation of the larger tree. Since the spirit of the larger tree has been taken, the other half of the core should be left alone, allowing the sapling to grow naturally. Perhaps after thousands of years, it will survive the calamity and become a plant spirit.