The sofa in the basement became Fang Xiu's exclusive seat. Every day, Fang Xiu would spend some time here to meditate through the dead tree. The meditation time should not be too long. If it is too long, it will be easy to get lost in the sea of light of Gaia's consciousness. Fang Xiu was lying in the sea of light, or more accurately, lying on a huge dead tree. The thick dead tree, which was more than ten meters high, stretched out a thin film, like an oasis in the sea of light, sheltering Fang Xiu from the wind and rain. This is the reflection of the dead tree in Gaia's consciousness, while in the real world, it is just a sapling only one meter high. Fang Xiu sat on the thick branches of the dead tree, leaning against the main trunk to meditate. Occasionally, when he was tired, he would open his eyes and appreciate the endless sea of spirits. But today, Fang Xiu was not paying attention to Gaia's consciousness, but to the real world above his head. It was a dark sky, as if it was the reverse of the real world. In this world, there was light under his feet and darkness in the sky. He found that occasionally there was a faint spiritual light falling from the dark world above his head, slowly falling into the huge sea of light under his feet. Some were like swaying fireflies, and some were like falling stars. Fang Xiu suddenly had an epiphany: "That is the trace of a life that has passed away!" Each light spot represents a soul, some are human, some are cats and dogs, and some are animals, as well as flowers, plants and trees. Sometimes when you look at it, you feel as if a rain of light has fallen from the dark sky, dreamy and magnificent, but Fang Xiu, who knows the truth, feels a sense of sadness of death and the taste of reincarnation. Occasionally, a light spot falls into the dead tree world where Fang Xiu is, floating beside Fang Xiu, as if once entering this dead tree world, it is disconnected from the reincarnation of Gaia's consciousness. The light spots gather more and more, but most of them are plant spirits, and there are also some souls of mice, insects, and fish. The most powerful one is the soul of a dog. Fang Xiu heard the next day that a golden retriever raised by the family next door had died. The spirits of these animals and plants are different from the three-soul and seven-spirit structure created by Fang Xiu. They have no wisdom, no memory, and when they leave the body, they completely turn into pure spirits. Fang Xiu cannot devour these spirits, as this will pollute Fang Xiu's soul. Only the power transformed by the dead tree can allow Fang Xiu to gain an improvement without any impact. So although these spirits fell into the dead tree world, Fang Xiu only paid a little attention to them. After finding that they had no effect on him, he did not pay too much attention to them. However, Fang Xiu suddenly had an idea today: "Maybe I can use my soul to control talents and use them to decorate this monotonous dead tree world." "Create a dead tree world completely shaped by spirits, and not as monotonous as this. Let this dead tree world have the sky and the earth, and all living things, just like, just like the fairyland in the legend." Fang Xiu's soul sitting on the branch of the dead tree suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and saw dozens of large and small light spots surrounding the dead tree, rotating at the same time. As Fang Xiu pressed his hand to the ground, he saw the land of the Dead Tree Realm, which was rooted in Gaia's consciousness and centered on the Dead Tree. The illusory land was completely black and quickly covered the Dead Tree Realm, which was only a dozen meters long and wide. "It really works, and it seems that the territory has expanded a bit!" Fang Xiu was a little happy. He originally just wanted to embellish the Dead Tree Realm, but he didn't expect it to have the effect of expanding the Dead Tree Realm. "Tick-tock!" However, at this time, something unexpected happened to Fang Xiu. From his soul, there was a sound of a clock turning, and then a silver light rushed out from his chest and merged into the sky of the Dead Tree Realm. The Dead Tree itself has merged into one of Fang Xiu's main souls, which is equivalent to Fang Xiu's clone. At this moment, Fang Xiu didn't expect that the silver clock that he had been unable to explore and didn't know where it was hidden in the depths of his soul had also separated from his soul and merged into the Dead Tree Realm. "Tick-tock! Tick-tock!" Fang Xiu looked up and saw a silver moon in the sky. It was just a shadowy trace on the moon. Fang Xiu felt that it looked like a time scale. However, there was a large black spot on the silver moon, which made it look like a bumpy one. "That was the place where the silver clock was contaminated when I died and reset it." Fang Xiu felt that the connection between this dead tree world and himself was getting deeper. The information transmitted by the silver moon in the sky even vaguely told him that if he died again in the future, he would not go back fifteen minutes like before, but go back one day, and his soul would be resurrected from here. And no matter how far the body is from the soul, Fang Xiu can return to his body in an instant through the special connection channel between the body and the soul. "Does this mean that the save point is fixed?" Fang Xiu glanced at the silver moon in the sky and found that he had a better grasp of its power and became stronger. He looked around the dead tree world. It was only a hundred square meters, but there was a moon. This looked really weird. After that, Fang Xiu closed his eyes and completed the meditation task for the day. The pure soul power transformed by the dead tree was gradually integrated into Fang Xiu's soul, which made his spiritual value increase little by little, and the illusory soul became more solid. After completing the meditation task for the day, Fang Xiu's soul gradually faded and disappeared on the dead tree, returning to his body in reality. He opened his eyes and stretched, preparing to go out for morning exercises as usual, but at this moment he suddenly found that the little ghost girl Chen Jin was watching TV. "Get up so early to watch..." Fang Xiu hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly found that the time on TV was actually 23:40. Fang Xiu was stunned for a moment, opened the door of the secret room and walked out of the utility room. Through the window, he could see that it was a dark night outside. Fang Xiu remembered that he entered the dead tree world at more than ten o'clock and stayed in it for a total of ten hours. According to reason, it should be eight o'clock in the morning now. "What's going on?" Fang Xiu returned to the underground secret room again. His constant coming in and out aroused Chen Jin's dissatisfaction. She turned her little head from the bed facing the TV and glared at Fang Xiu fiercely, as if she disliked Fang Xiu for disturbing her watching TV. However, Fang Xiu immediately lay down on the sofa and entered the Dead Spirit Tree Realm, going in and out many times. From the outside, it seemed that Fang Xiu was like a lunatic, constantly lying down and falling asleep, then opening his eyes and checking the time, repeating this many times. When he opened his eyes for the last time, Fang Xiu finally confirmed that the time in the Dead Spirit Tree Realm had changed. According to his calculations, one hour outside was equivalent to about ten hours in the Dead Spirit Tree Realm. "It's because of the silver clock. It turned into a silver moon and merged into the Dead Spirit Tree Realm. Not only did it fix my save location, it also caused the time flow rate in the Dead Spirit Tree Realm to change."