"Take it. It hasn't been easy for you these years!"
Feng Qingyang shook his head, a serious look appearing on his face. Obviously, it is absolutely impossible to take back something that has been given away.
Seeing this, the bald man with the scar on his face stopped talking nonsense. These wandering cultivators were either extremely vicious or loyal and righteous. Fortunately, they met the latter.
"It is not suitable for independent cultivators, let alone you who have been besieged and suppressed for countless years."
Feng Qingyang said softly, and as soon as these words came out, the scarred man was immediately moved. He was very smart, so he naturally understood the implication of his words.
"You are right, fellow Daoist. Over the years, the number of us in the Green Forest has gradually decreased. The sects, under the pretext of punishing evil and promoting good and following the Way of Heaven, have classified us as the evil demons and have suppressed us time and again. If this continues, I am afraid that in a few years, the Green Forest cultivators on the Ancient Mars will disappear."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang sighed quietly, his expression was moved, and a trace of pity flashed across his face. Every word the man said was true. No matter where the independent cultivators were, they were the kind of people who would be suppressed at the drop of a hat, and even if they were suppressed, they would not find anyone to help them out.
Unless there is one possibility, that is, a powerful independent cultivator like Elder Kun, who has entered the Dao Transformation Realm and has been reborn. Such a powerful person will become a guest of honor wherever he goes, or at least a guest elder.
"Where are you from, and where are you going?"
Damn it, the bald man with a scar on his face asked puzzledly.
"Hongluo Sect!"
"oh?"
The scarred man frowned, as if he had thought of something, looked at him deeply, then looked slightly into the distance, gazing at the deepest part of the green forest.
"If you have something to say, just speak up."
"Do you know that there is a fairy mountain in the green forest..."
"Immortal mountain?"
Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment, his mind working rapidly. He had just arrived at the ancient planet of Mars, having come across the interstellar space, so naturally he didn't know what fairy mountain this was. But seeing his cautious look, it was probably not some little secret.
"Could it be?" His heart trembled, and he immediately raised his head to look at the scarred man. Among the three thousand stars for cultivation, the ancient star Mars is an extremely evil star, not counting the first-born Greedy Wolf.
However, everything that reaches the extreme naturally has its special features, just like here, in the chaotic land of the ancient planet Mars, there lies a secret realm famous in the spiritual world.
"Are you talking about the place of immortality?"
"good!"
The scarred man nodded and looked at Feng Qingyang with some surprise. He naturally knew that Feng Qingyang was not a local, otherwise he would not have remained silent for so long after hearing the previous news from him.
"The Land of Ascension will be opened soon. By then, it will attract countless geniuses from the spirit world to compete for it. Even hidden old monsters will appear."
"At the end of the immortal realm, there is a tree, known as the divine tree that seizes the fortune of heaven and earth. It blooms in one era and bears fruit in another era, and it only bears one fruit. It was born in ancient times, grew in the Middle Ages, and matured in modern times. Now, it is basically about to mature!"
"Sacred tree?"
Feng Qingyang murmured to himself. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Zhu Xuezhu in the boundary bead. If he could get that fruit, he would be able to easily make her reappear in the world without having to hide in the boundary bead.
After thinking about it, his eyes suddenly flashed and he had other plans in his mind.
"Where is the place of ascension?"
"The place where one can ascend to immortality is within this green forest. There is an ancient teleportation array here. No one knows where one will be teleported to, because the information about the sacred tree is all based on records in ancient books, and it is impossible to verify whether it is true or false."
"However, there is no smoke without fire. This sacred tree has caused such a sensation, so someone must have verified it!"
He said in a deep voice, and then kept silent, looking deeply at Feng Qingyang, as if waiting for him to say something next. In fact, that was exactly the case. He was taking a chance now. As someone who mingled in the world of casual cultivators, he naturally knew very well who should say what and who should not say what.
"Do you know what day it is today?"
"In seven days, it will be the day of extreme yin on the ancient star Yinghuo. At that time, the sky will be covered with darkness, demons will dance wildly, and the ancient star Yinghuo will fall into an unprecedented chaos. After the day of extreme yin, in three days, the ancient teleportation array will appear!"
Feng Qingyang shuddered all over, thinking to himself that there were only seven days left until the day of extreme yin, and it would be much easier to pass the tribulation by then. He chose to pass the tribulation here, of course, he had a plan.
The original intention was to cause a thunder calamity to destroy the Yuhua Holy Land, but the land of ascension happened to be opened, so the original plan had to be cancelled. Moreover, if the calamity was to be overcome on an extremely dark night, King Chujiang would probably appear in the dark. After all, he was one of the Ten Kings of Hell.
The Ten Kings of Hell control the Yama Order and manipulate the feng shui fortune of the three thousand stars in the spiritual world. Each of them has his own profound magical powers. This extremely gloomy night is a good time for them to practice.
By then, he will definitely be able to lure it out, and he himself has a Yama Order, so as long as this aura is transmitted, he can sense it keenly even if it is far away.
"What's your name, fellow Daoist?"
Thinking of this, he bowed and saluted the bald man in front of him.
Seeing this scene, the other party immediately laughed softly. It was obvious that he had got the answer he wanted. For a moment, the conversation between the two became lighter again, not as stiff as before.
"Fellow Daoist, you can call me Wuji!"
"Wuji?"
Feng Qingyang repeated it once, then glanced at the seven people in front of him and nodded immediately, thinking to himself that it was indeed a good name. Being able to use Wuji as his Buddhist name, it seemed that he had something he was particularly proud of.
"My name is Feng Qingyang! This is..."
As he said this, he put Di Xianxian down from his arms, took her little hand, and wanted to introduce her but suddenly he didn't know how to start. Di Xianxian looked like his daughter, but introducing her like this, he felt particularly uncomfortable for some reason, as if he was deliberately resisting this idea.
"I'm his sister, just call me Xianxian!"
At the moment when he paused, Di Xianxian suddenly spoke, and her innocent eyes immediately moved the men present.
"If that's the case, come over to my place and have a chat!"
Wuji turned his eyes and looked at the people beside him. He immediately made a gesture, and in an instant, those people happily led the way and flew towards the depths of the dense forest.
"Fellow Daoist, I forgot to tell you that the reason we robbed you is that when the sacred tree was opened, countless independent cultivators gathered here. In order to compete for the limited territory and the blessed land with better spiritual energy, they had already started fighting again and again. It is precisely because of the scarcity of resources that we came to rob you, but we are lucky!"
As he said this, he touched his bald head again, appearing to be a simple-minded person. But in fact, he was an extremely shrewd casual cultivator!