Fang Yun said, "How can this be done? There are still about four hours until dawn. You and I can guard for two hours each. After all, we have to fight the tree demon grandma tomorrow. How do you think?"
"Well, you guys sleep for two hours first, and I'll be on guard after two hours."
"That's good."
Fang Yun found four scholars to assist Yan Chixia in keeping watch, then ate some food and went back to the house to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, there were shouts and screams outside. Fang Yun was about to go out when he heard Yan Chixia's voice: "You guys continue to sleep. These monsters are vulnerable. Come help me after you get enough sleep!"
Fang Yun decided to sleep for a while before getting up to help, and suddenly he felt a cold wind blowing in the room.
"Hmph, considering that you are controlled by the tree demon, get out of here immediately!" Fang Yun said calmly without even opening his eyes.
A cold voice came: "How do you know what I am? You don't even dare to look at me! You are still afraid of me!"
Fang Yun smiled slightly, stood up, lifted the quilt and looked towards the door.
His eyes lit up slightly, and his sharp night vision allowed him to see a ghost standing at the door in the dark night.
The ghost's hair covered his face, and a bloody tongue as long as an arm stuck out of his mouth. He stretched out two hands, and his nails were a foot long.
The ghost said grimly: "Why, are you scared?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "You just have messy hair, a longer tongue, and sharper nails. Why should I be afraid of you?"
"You..." The ghost's head suddenly fell to the ground. A headless ghost approached at a very slow speed. The ghost head said on the ground, "Are you scared now?"
"I wasn't afraid when you had a head. Now that your head has been lost, you are even weaker. How can I be afraid?" Fang Yun still had a smile on his face.
The ghost's head returned to its neck and it angrily said, "I'm going to kill you!" Then it rushed towards Fang Yun, shouting loudly, with long hair flying, bloody tongue extending and retracting, and sharp claws waving.
Fang Yun shouted softly, "Evil cannot defeat good, demons cannot defeat virtue, and ghosts cannot invade righteousness! I am full of passion, and I am willing to sacrifice my life to save Lady White. How dare you, a mere ghost, get close to me!"
Fang Yun's words seemed to carry the righteousness of heaven and earth and the sound of supreme thunder. Flames burst out of the ghost's body and it ran away screaming.
"Damn you, damned scholar..."
Fang Yun snorted. The book recorded ghosts. Ghosts were extremely powerful and also fragile. As long as one's mind was not disturbed, one would be immune to all ghosts. Once one's mind was disturbed, ghosts would have an opportunity to take advantage.
It was not until this time that Fang Yun finally understood where this place was, because it was recorded in the ancient book sent by the Queen Mother. He was wrong before and it was not an illusion.
The cold wind blows again.
Fang Yun was just about to use his literary courage to kill the ghost when he heard a faint voice.
"But Fang Lang?"
Fang Yun looked carefully and saw a woman in white standing in front of him. She had a delicate face, was delicate and slender, and was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her eyes were filled with endless resentment and sadness. At the same time, there was also a kind of joy of reunion after a long separation.
Fang Yun believed that he had never seen this woman before, so he asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?"
The girl became more resentful and whispered, "I am Xiaoqian."
Fang Yun understood immediately that not only had he been replaced by the old man Shushan, but he also had a past with Xiaoqian.
Fang Yun immediately stood up and said, "It turned out to be Xiaoqian. Didn't you die a long time ago?"
"I had already passed away, but my soul was imprisoned by my grandmother, and I am living a life worse than death. When I heard my grandmother say that she wanted to kill you, I thought of the days when you and I played together as children, and of our... marriage, and I could no longer bear it, so I came to remind you." Nie Xiaoqian said this with shame on her face.
Fang Yun said: "Thank you Xiaoqian for your reminder. How is that tree demon going to deal with me?"
Nie Xiaoqian said, "Grandma has taken root in Half Moon Gorge and is leading a large army of demons to block the area. There are a total of 5,000 of them! You'd better leave early, because you can't get through."
Fang Yun asked: "I don't care about the demon soldiers and demon generals, but how many demon commanders are there?"
"In addition to the grandma and her clones, there are three demon commanders. But originally there were more than ten, and they were all killed by Yan Chixia."
Fang Yun said: "Yan Chixia is not an ordinary Jinshi, he is powerful enough to fight against the three-headed demon commander."
"But... but he can't beat grandma! He challenged grandma many times, but she always beat him away. He never had a chance of winning."
Fang Yun had long realized that everything here had changed, so he asked, "How strong is the tree demon grandma?"
Nie Xiaoqian's eyes showed fear, and she whispered, "Grandma has boundless magical power. Tree roots grow continuously within a hundred feet, and all the big trees within a mile will become her claws. I heard that this place was originally occupied by a demon, but was killed by Grandma in the end. Grandma is immortal, so don't go there."
Fang Yun nodded heavily, but he had no choice. This Sixth Mountain was probably testing whether he was willing to repay his gratitude. If he didn't go, the Sixth Mountain would definitely fail.
The roots of the tree demon are almost invincible. If you don't destroy its roots, you will never be able to kill it.
Fang Yun sighed and said, "Xiao Qian, how have you been these years?"
Nie Xiaoqian shook her head gently, her eyes full of misery, but then she looked at Fang Yun tenderly, smiled faintly, and said: "Although I am not lucky enough to marry you, I will be very happy as long as I think of the days when we played together. Fang Lang, you don't have to worry about me. I will please grandma, so I don't have to kill people. Xiaoqian is still the same Xiaoqian. Although she has become bad, she is not bad to the bones."
Fang Yun said: "If there is a chance, I will definitely rescue you and let you rest in peace without being controlled by grandma."
"As long as Fang Lang has this intention, Xiao Qian will be satisfied." Xiao Qian smiled brightly.
The two chatted for a few words, and Nie Xiaoqian's expression changed. She reminded him again: "Grandma can't be killed. You must not go. You must not! I'm already dead, and I don't want to see you do the same..."
Xiaoqian's figure floated backwards, her eyes filled with reluctance and attachment, and finally disappeared.
Fang Yun looked at the direction Xiaoqian left, stood up, put on his clothes, and walked out of Nanruo Academy.
The night sky is dotted with stars, and the eyes of the demon outside Nanruo Academy are brighter than the stars.
Yan Chixia stood in the dark night in white clothes, with hundreds of monster corpses piled up ten feet away from him.
Not a single demon or beast came within ten feet of him.
Thousands of monsters hid hundreds of feet away.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw a purple wooden man standing there. The wooden man was like the most inferior mechanism of the human race, mostly made of purple wood blocks, with a few places filled with other colorful woods.
Fang Yun stared at the purple wooden man carefully, especially the patterns on it, and finally revealed a strange expression.
The purple wood turned out to be "purple dry wood". Only the tree demons at the level of the Great Demon King died, and after a hundred years, they continued to shrink. Finally, they turned into extremely hard purple dry wood.
There are quite a few great demon kings in the demon race, thousands of times more than the great scholars of the human race, but the tree demon race is extremely small, and the possibility of being obtained by the human race is even smaller.
In the Liangjie Mountain, the two sides often fought and killed each other, and blood flowed like a river. However, it had nothing to do with the tree monsters, because the tree monsters were arranged to defend the monster camp. Even if the human race was crazy, it would not be possible to attack the monster camp. Therefore, it was almost impossible for the human race to obtain the purple dry wood.
Purple wood is extremely strong, not afraid of water or fire, or weapons, and is one of the best materials for making mechanical beasts.
Dragon horns and dragon bones at the level of great demon king are the most important, while purple dry wood of the same level is more expensive because there is no substitute. Some powerful mechanisms will lose 30% of their power without the use of purple dry wood, which cannot be compensated by dragon horns and dragon bones.
Fang Yun was sure. The purple wood on this wooden man was enough to exchange for a Wuhou car, not an ordinary mechanism, but a Wenbao Wuhou car!
The evil king Meng Lintang, relying on a Wuhou chariot, is almost fearless of any demon below the level of a half-saint. His many treasures are certainly one aspect, but the Wuhou chariot plays the biggest role.
The greatest function of the Wuhou Chariot is that it can carry the true texts of great Confucian scholars and even holy texts. It is so important that it is the only cultural treasure of great Confucian scholars on land that can carry true texts and holy texts.
There are less than ten Wenbao Wuhou vehicles in the entire Shengyuan Continent. Even if there are some in the ancient land, the total number is less than twenty.
Fang Yun knew that the tree demon had a clone, but he never imagined that this clone was so gorgeous and low-key.
Fang Yun said: "Brother Yan, you can't let that purple wooden man go. That wooden man is full of treasures."
Without waiting for Yan Chixia to answer, the wooden man suddenly spoke.
"Fang Yun, if you surrender obediently, I will leave your body intact." The wooden man's voice was a little hoarse. It could be heard that it was a woman's voice, but it was extremely cold.
"Old tree demon, I also advise you to leave Half Moon Gorge immediately, otherwise you will die without a burial place!" Fang Yun said.
"Did you kill my son Liu Zizheng?" asked the wooden man.
"That rebellious scholar? Yes, I killed him. He said there was a crazy woman who wanted to eat me, and wanted to take me away. I used his life to teach him a truth, and he couldn't take me away. Tomorrow, I may use your life to teach you a truth, that you can't eat me!"
“Hahaha… What a big tone! My clone is no match for Yan Chixia, so I will wait for you in Half Moon Gorge tomorrow! I will bury you in this Nanruolin! Hahaha…” The wooden man laughed and led all the monsters away.
Yan Chixia asked calmly: "What treasure does that wooden man have? Those purple woods are indeed very hard."
"Purple dried wood is something that workers need urgently."
"Oh, then it's useless to me. If we can break out of Nanruolin tomorrow, I will invite my friends to come and join hands to take its life! Most of its capable subordinates have been killed by me, and he will definitely die by then." Yan Chixia said.
"Brother Yan, you go to sleep. I'll keep watch."
"Okay." Yan Chixia said.
After a night, everyone dressed neatly and began to march quickly, moving twice as fast as yesterday.
"We must reach Half Moon Gorge at noon. When the sun is high in the sky, the tree demon is at her weakest."
The group traveled quickly all the way and finally saw two high mountains at noon. There was a canyon between the two mountains. A giant tree as tall as a thirty-story building stood at the mouth of the canyon. Surrounding the giant tree stood densely packed monsters.
In front of those monsters, there were nearly a hundred neatly arranged rows of giant trees, forming nearly a hundred walls of giant trees, as solid as a rock.
Fang Yun did not look at the controlled trees, nor did he look at the monsters. His eyes fell on a protruding branch of the giant tree.
A woman with a dry and transparent body was hung on a tree. Under the sun, her body emitted a faint white smoke. She twisted her body madly, and everyone a mile away seemed to hear her wailing. (To be continued...)