Chapter 640: The Famous Tree of Spiritual Eyes

"Okay, the matter has been settled. Whatever you three should do, go ahead. Don't worry about me, an old man. I still have to study the pros and cons of playing this game." The boy waved to the other monks and shook his head. . Then he actually lowered his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.

When the old man in gray clothes and others heard this, they did not dare to hesitate and said yes.

Then he was led by the monk in yellow and walked out of the hall through another side door.

"I really didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Bai was..., Senior Brother Yue! Did you know about this beforehand?" The middle-aged monk from Baiqiao Academy couldn't help but sigh as soon as he walked out of the stone hall.

"I don't know. Senior Lan just said that he wanted to deal with something here, so how could I dare to ask more questions?" The face of the monk in yellow also looked a little unsightly.

After hearing this, the middle-aged monk stopped asking any more questions and kept silent.

The young disciples behind him had experienced what had just happened, and they did not dare to speak casually.

In a somewhat dull atmosphere, Han Li and the others passed through a long corridor. After turning a corner, they were led to a light yellow stone door.

And in front of this door, a man with disheveled hair sat there motionless.

Although the man's face cannot be seen clearly due to his messy hair, his hair is gray and he definitely does not look too young.

When the monk in yellow saw this person, his face showed a bit of respect.

"Brother Wei, I have brought the disciples from the Sword Trial Conference. Do you want to let them in now?"

"Now that we're here, let's go in. The alcohol seems to flow out a little later than expected. These disciples have to wait a little longer." The man with loose hair said calmly, and his voice was surprisingly steady and deep.

Han Li's eyes quickly swept over this person, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This monk with loose hair was actually a late-stage alchemy monk, and he was already at the peak of the fake infant state.

This made him pay more attention to this person!

When the old man in gray clothes heard the voice of the man with disheveled hair, a look of excitement appeared on his face. He took a few steps forward and said in a slightly trembling voice.

"Senior Brother Wei, are you...are you okay?"

This man is actually a monk from Luoyun Sect!

"Junior Brother Yu. I haven't seen you for so many years, you are a bit old." The disheveled monk sighed softly and said leisurely.

"Brother, why are you..."

"Well, we can meet again here, our fellow apprentices. It's a fate that has not yet been fulfilled. Let's not talk about what happened back then. When I entered this place, I swore a poisonous oath. If I don't condense into a baby, I won't. He came out of the mountain. Besides, I also know from the two junior uncles that everything in the sect is managed in an orderly manner by Junior Brother Feng. I have nothing to worry about." Senior Brother Wei said calmly.

The old man in gray looked a little sad when he heard the words. He swallowed back the words he originally wanted to blurt out.

"Junior brothers, please wait a moment. I will open the restriction and let you lead the team into the Holy Land." Senior Brother Wei stood up and shot a spell from his sleeves, hitting the yellow stone door. The stone gate split into two silently.

Before Han Li could clearly see what was going on inside, he felt a surge of pure spiritual energy coming from inside the door.

Sure enough, inside is where the tree of spiritual eyes is.

However, he made a slight comparison in his mind and found that the purity of this spiritual energy was definitely not inferior to his spiritual eye jade, it was even slightly better. It was truly worthy of being the top spiritual eye object.

Under the leadership of the old man with disheveled hair, Han Li and others walked into the door. A huge stalactite cave suddenly appeared in front of me.

This grotto is several hundred feet long and wide, and twenty or thirty feet high. At first glance, it feels like you have entered the underground world.

What is even more surprising is that there are stalactite pillars of different sizes on the ground, forming a natural stone forest that densely surrounds most of the grotto, like a small maze.

Han Li took a closer look and saw a white spiritual light flashing between the stone pillars. He could tell that someone had cast some kind of restraint inside.

While Han Li was thinking secretly, the old man with shaggy hair had led a few people to the edge of the stone forest. He turned his hand and revealed a white ancient mirror the size of a palm.

Then the old man muttered without saying a word, raised his hand, and sprayed a white beam of light from the mirror, directly towards the stone forest in front of him.

There was a sound of "Puff", and the beam of light disappeared into the forest like a mud cow entering the sea.

The old man then put away the small mirror and stood silently with his hands behind his back.

Some young disciples were wondering, the ground began to tremble slightly, and then, a scene that stunned the low-level monks appeared.

The large and small stone pillars emitted milky white light at the same time, and then a large yellow light rose from the forest. Some of the stone pillars began to move away in front of everyone, dazzlingly. By the time a group of young disciples woke up from their stunned state, a straight path had opened out of the stone forest.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's expression moved slightly, but then his expression remained normal.

Everyone easily walked along this path to the center of the stone forest, where they finally saw the legendary Spiritual Eye Tree.

"Is this thing really the tree of spiritual eyes?" Han Li was speechless looking at the thing that was about ten feet tall in front of him.

This straight thing, which is about the thickness of an arm and is light green in color, is said to be a bluestone pillar. I am afraid that most people will believe it, but there is no way to associate it with a tree.

However, the astonishing aura of the entire cave does come from this lumpy "stone pillar". Moreover, there is a layer of pale golden light outside the stone pillar, covering it tightly from the top to the root. Just looking at such a careful look, this tree of spiritual eyes must be genuine!

Although Han Li was full of slander, the old man in gray and other monks showed fiery eyes when they saw the tree. If the monks can practice directly under this tree, as long as they don't encounter bottlenecks, they can probably shorten their practice time by less than half.

Han Li didn't pay attention to the Spiritual Eye Tree for a long time. His gaze fell on a jade bottle under the Spiritual Tree.

This bottle is about half a foot high, thin at the top and thick at the bottom. There is a faint medicinal scent that he is familiar with, and it emanates slowly.

Could this be the "Ming Qing Ling Shui" that was mostly prepared? Han Li thought in his mind.

Others consciously stopped when they were a few feet away from the Spiritual Eye Tree.

Only the old man with disheveled hair walked forward quickly without any scruples, but the pale golden light shield seemed to have no effect on him at all, allowing him to pass through the shield as if it was nothing.

The old man walked to the Spiritual Eye Tree in a few steps. After circling it twice, he raised one hand and placed his palm in the middle of the Spiritual Tree. Then he activated his spiritual power slightly, and green light flashed at the tips of his five fingers.

Others outside the mask saw this, although most of them had no idea what this person was doing. But he still couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear of disturbing the hair-haired monk.

After a while, the old man with disheveled hair shook his head slightly and retracted his five fingers, and the green light disappeared in a flash.

"The alcohol in the spirit tree has not yet reached the optimal time to be taken. It will have to wait for another three or four hours. Before that, you can sit cross-legged and rest nearby for a while. I will take the last step of Mingqing Spiritual Water first. The preparation is complete, just waiting for the alcohol liquid to be dripped in." The old man with shaggy hair turned his head and said calmly.

"Everything will be as Brother Wei said!" The middle-aged monk and the yellow-robed monk nodded in agreement, and the old man surnamed Yu would not have any other opinions.

So Han Li and other young disciples, under the instructions of several Dan-formation monks, sat down cross-legged in the center of the stone forest one by one. Either close your eyes and rest your mind, or practice breathing and breathing.

The old man with disheveled hair lowered his body, reached out and grabbed the jade bottle under the spiritual tree, and then casually flicked his sleeves. Suddenly, the pale golden light shield suddenly emitted a dazzling light, making it impossible for anyone to see clearly what was inside. .

Seeing this situation, others naturally seemed indifferent, but Han Li frowned and suddenly secretly called the weapon spirit Silver Moon to come.

"Brother Han called me, what's the matter?" Yin Yue's voice came leisurely.

"I remember that you are proficient in the art of earth escape. Can you sneak into the light barrier secretly from underground? I don't need you to do anything, just take out a section of the spiritual root of the spiritual eye tree for me." Han Li said calmly.

"Brother Han, please wait for a moment. I'll use my weapon spirit body and try it out and then I'll be back."

As soon as these words were spoken, Silver Moon immediately transformed into a mini wolf the size of a fist, and sneaked in from under Han Li without anyone noticing.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, his eyes slightly squinted, as if he was concentrating.

Suddenly, Han Li raised his eyebrows, and his squinted eyes suddenly turned slightly, and they landed on the big man Du Dong in an imperceptible way.

This person was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the crowd, motionless with his head bowed and forming seals, as if he was breathing and practicing.

Seeing this, Han Li raised the corners of his mouth, hinting at a hint of sarcasm.