Chapter 1549

Seven seas, three religions.

There is a very lonely island in a special sea area under the crack of the forces of the three religions.

The scope of the island is not large, and it is very barren. There is no vitality, not even a beast.

Today, on this lonely island, there are many people gathered, and they are all heavy figures among the three religions.

These masters of the three religions gathered together, divided into three distinct groups, and surrounded an ancient tree that had been completely exhausted.

It is said to be an ancient tree. In fact, only the roots are left. There is no breath fluctuation, dead and lifeless.

However, even so, the people of the three religions present were quite afraid of this root and did not get too close.

"According to the ancient books, the ancient magic tree has extremely strong vitality, but now, I'm afraid it can't be awakened." An old Taoist shook his head and squinted at the people of Buddhism and Confucianism.

"Amitabha, this is an ominous thing. It's better to deal with it earlier." The Buddha's head, with a solemn face and golden cassock, said with his hands folded.

As soon as the Buddha spoke, many people of the three religions nodded, but some people disagreed.

If the Buddha's head spoke before the war between the two places began, it would certainly get the corresponding response from most people of the three religions. After all, at that time, the Buddha's head had a high prestige. Even Confucianism and Taoism would agree with the Buddha's head.

But now, the war between the two places is over, the three religions are defeated, and the Buddha has been criticized and criticized.

Although the Buddha's head is still the Buddha's head, its prestige in the three religions is naturally much lower than before.

"That's a bad word. Although the magic tree is dead, it can also wither and spring." Among Confucianism, a woman said lightly.

As soon as he said this, all the Taoist people changed color, especially the old Taoist who was the first to speak, and his eyes showed an obvious murderous intent and anger.

The Buddha also glanced at the old Taoist, but he didn't speak. As for what he thought, it is estimated that no one can guess.

"Situ Yue, what do you mean?" The old Taoist stared at the Confucian girl. It was situ Yue, and asked in a very bad tone.

Situ Yue smiled: "in this world, the people who can make this magic tree come back to life are in your sect."

"Yes, why didn't we think of it."

"Indeed, as long as there is that person, it is indeed possible to wake up this magic tree again."

"It seems that everything has a definite number."

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Many people suddenly understood what situ Yue said. For a time, people from Buddhism and Confucianism were looking at the side of Taoism.

The Taoist priest was so popular that his beard trembled, and his face was extremely ugly. Not only he, but also the Taoist people looked gloomy.

"Daomen Yuqingcheng is a rare body of withered wood and spring. With her special physique, she can make this magic tree withered wood and spring again." Situ Yue said slowly.

"Dare you!" The old Taoist shouted angrily, and his whole body was full of momentum, like an angry lion.

"Master Yu, Yu Qingcheng is your granddaughter, but she is also a member of my three religions. At this time, she should spare no effort to devote everything to the three religions." Situ Yue said coldly.

Jade Lao Dao stared at situ Yue with his eyes: "Whoever dares to have the idea of my granddaughter will step over my body first."

"Amitabha, Taoist Yu, you can't help it." The Buddha spoke indifferently, with a bit of oppression in his tone.

The jade Taoist sneered repeatedly: "what a Buddha head, has the Buddha's compassionate heart been thrown into the dog's stomach? Doesn't your Buddha have the method of transcendence in life? Can't you wake up the magic tree by gathering the power of your monks and Buddhas?"

The Buddha head shook his head: "the Buddha's method of transcendence cannot be used on this magic tree, and it will even backfire and completely destroy this magic tree."

"Taoist Yu, let your granddaughter have a try."

"What is it to sacrifice one person for the great plan of the three religions?"

"As long as the magic tree wakes up, your granddaughter will be the great hero of my three religions."

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More and more people came to persuade the jade Taoist, and even some people of the Taoist sect were shaken at the moment, peering at the jade Taoist.

Taoist Yu was always gloomy, and completely refused to let his granddaughter Yu Qingcheng wake up the magic tree.

"Grandpa." At this time, I saw two people fluttering, one of whom was Yu Qingcheng.

In the past, the most outstanding Dandao genius of daomen Dandao, before the start of the war dispute between the two places, made Dan Meng suffer a great setback with his amazing Dandao attainments. If Fei Fanglin came with his injured body, that Dan Meng would lose face and face could not be recovered.

Yu Qingcheng's face has no scars left deliberately in the past. She learned from the competition with Fang Lin's Dan Dao that she deliberately left scars, not because she didn't care about scars, but because she cared too much about scars, she would leave them.

Today, she is much better than seven years ago. No matter her martial arts attainments or Dan Dao accomplishments, they are not in the same breath, and her mood is also higher.

A Dandao genius like her is bound to become one of the best alchemists of this era in the future.

But the person who came with Yu Qingcheng made the jade Taoist's face startled.

White clothes floating, face clean and cold, holding a long sword, is one of the two leaders of chongyun temple.

"Taoist Yu, your granddaughter is willing to sacrifice for the Taoism and the three religions. Do you want to stop it?" The white palm teacher said, and there was indifference between the words.

Yu Qingcheng smiled a little, but the smile was full of bitterness.

She walked up to her grandfather, looked at the vicissitudes and decadent face of Taoist Yu, and said, "it doesn't matter. After all, I'm a Taoist. How can I shrink back at this time?"

The jade Taoist clenched his fists, pulled Yu Qingcheng, suddenly looked at the white palm above and taught, "if I don't agree."

The white palm sect looked indifferent: "you have no choice."

Taoist Yu laughed miserably, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked back at his granddaughter.

Yu Qingcheng was still smiling, but she left tears.

As a withered tree, she is an excellent seedling for alchemy. The medicinal materials touched by her hands can be revitalized.

If you want to wake up this withered ancient magic tree, you can only do it with the help of the withered tree of Yuqingcheng.

But there is also a limit to the body of withered wood and spring. If this ancient magic tree can wake up and regenerate, it will inevitably exhaust the vitality of Yuqingcheng.

In other words, this is to sacrifice the life of Yuqingcheng to awaken the ancient magic tree.

No one has any sympathy for Yu Qingcheng, but her grandfather, Taoist Yu, wants to kill his granddaughter with his life.

"Taoist Yu, I advise you, if you don't want to kill everyone in the jade lotus sect, don't stop my plan of three religions." The white palm sect spoke again.

Knowing that nothing could be done, Taoist Yu sat down dejectedly. For a moment, he seemed to be ten years old.

Yu Qingcheng didn't say a word. He walked to the magic tree and was in a trance.

Is this the fate of a dead tree?

Yu Qingcheng couldn't help thinking of another person in this world, who is in the body of withered wood and spring. Is he all right now?

PS: on the fourth watch, I left for the old Chinese medicine after dinner. Continue tomorrow. Remember to vote