Chapter 3162: The birth of the chaotic innate spiritual root green willow

Yang Yiyun heard that Guo Wangang actually said to help a sacred tree, which made him stunned. Originally thought he would say to help solve the water source problem, etc. After all, this is related to their lives, and he did not expect him to help a god. tree.

"What do you say? What kind of sacred tree?" Yang Yiyun agreed in no hurry, he needed to understand the situation.

Guo Wangang said with a sigh.

"Hey~ I have to start with the roots of our Greenwood City..."

In this way, Guo Wangang recounted about their Greenwood City.

In Guo Wangang’s narration, Yang Yiyun learned that the original Greenwood City has a history of millions of years. The previous Greenwood City had gods and exercises.

Moreover, in the past, Greenwood City was a spiritual realm for cultivation, with sufficient divine power, green woods forming a shade, and it was a big oasis.

Of course, the foundation of all this is because of the existence of a quasi-green wood sacred tree. The power they cultivate is mainly obtained from the green wood sacred tree. The green wood sacred tree also radiates eight thousand miles in a radius of eight thousand miles, letting the green wood city as the center of the eight. Thousands of miles became the spiritual realm of cultivation.

But one day they discovered that there was something wrong with their sacred tree, and they could no longer exude the green wood spirit that was helpful for cultivation. They found that the green wood sacred tree began to wither...

The withering of the sacred tree of Greenwood, for the entire 8,000-mile radius of Greenwood City, is a move of the whole body. With the passage of time, the sacred tree of Greenwood completely withers and withers, while the environment of the 8,000-mile radius of Greenwood City It was also bad and weathered over time.

All vegetation began to disappear, and the entire 8,000-mile radius of Greenwood City turned into a dusty environment, with less and less water sources, and in the end the only dark river they left withered.

What's more terrible is that no one who can cultivate has been born out of their descendants from generation to generation. After generations, all of them have become ordinary people, and there is no way to cultivate.

Of course, at first there were the only remaining ancestors of the gods who thought of a way to save the sacred tree of green wood, but it did not have any effect. Finally, the last batch of cultivating gods left here, saying that they were going to the outside world to find a way to save the sacred tree of green wood. No one has come back.

As a result, the number of residents in Greenwood City has grown from millions to less than 3,000.

In the harsh environment, survival has become a problem, and it is difficult for their generation to get out of the 8,000-mile sandstorm zone.

However, Guo Wangang's generation has made a lot of efforts. He found a problem, that is, as much as possible to retain some vegetation, the withering speed of the river water will slow down.

Therefore, Guo Wangang set a rule for everyone. If you want to survive, you must protect the remaining vegetation. In fact, there is no vegetation. Now the only ones that can be found on the ground are the ones that his grandson Guo Yi has physically protected. Weeds.

Every day, they go out to find that kind of weeds far away from the ground, but they bring them back and plant them in the dungeon. With each additional weed, the dryness of the underground river slows down, and they even find that these grasses are planted underground. The place where they live has greatly improved their living environment.

For them, their lives are closely related to these weeds. If these weeds disappear on this land one day, it means that people like them will also disappear.

So weeds are their hope for survival, so they named it-Hope Grass.

They almost use their lives to protect the hope grass. Every day, in addition to going out hunting, they go to a long distance to find the hope grass to bring it back and plant it in the dungeon where they live.

Guo Wangang found that the more hope grass they plant, the more stable their birth and death rates will be. This is why no one, whether adults or children, will spend their lives to protect hope grass.

When Yang Yiyun questioned his vitality, Guo Wangang said that the food looked like sweet potatoes on the table. This is what they can leave in Greenwood City from ancient times to the present. In the dark underground environment, as long as there is soil It can grow out, which is their main food, besides it is to go hunting outside.

Although Greenwood City is surrounded by a weathered and dusty environment, there are still some beasts. They will go out hunting on weekdays. Of course, the casualties are huge.

In Guo Wangang's words, everything they have comes from the sacred tree of green wood, as long as the sacred tree of green wood can survive, they will also return to the peak.

But the sacred tree of green wood withered, and it would be difficult to save it without sacred means.

I hope Yang Yiyun can help them.

After listening, Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly: "According to what you said, your family had gods a long time ago, and your gods could not save the green wood sacred tree. Then I am afraid that there is no way, right? And time has passed. After so long, haven't you any other gods here?"

Guo Wangang said bitterly: "I am dissatisfied with the God. I have been here. Some outside gods have swam to our Greenwood City just like you. We also asked them to take action, but there is no way to save the Greenwood tree. I don’t want to let go of any hope, so I also ask God to be merciful. Whether it’s done or not, the little old man will be grateful to God on behalf of all the city names in Greenwood City."

Only then did Yang Yiyun understand that Guo Wangang was a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But he nodded and said: "Okay, I will try my best, but I have a question, since I have been to the outside gods before, did not help you solve the water source problem? There is enough water source, I believe to improve your living and living environment Is it all right?"

Guo Wangang said bitterly: "I have improved. About ten thousand years ago, in the history of Greenwood City, there was a record of a powerful god. Although the Greenwood Sacred Tree was not cured, the gang attracted water and laid a barrier. , Improved the environment, but it didn't last long. After that, the water source dried up again, and the barrier disappeared somehow, and it still changed to what it was before.

At this point, the **** also left words, saying that the root of Greenwood City is still the tree of green wood. If the tree of green wood does not survive, even if the **** uses great mana to attract water to improve the environment, it will eventually disappear, only green Only when the wood is reborn can Greenwood City recover again. "

Yang Yiyun fell into deep thought after hearing this. According to Guo Wangang's statement, he guessed that there must be something wrong here.

I closed my eyes and felt it. There is almost no divine power in the air, everything is a sign of decay. This is a very strange situation. It is reasonable to say that this is the world of God, even if the divine power is scarce, it is impossible to have no power at all. But there is indeed no trace of divine power here.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

He felt it for a while, and found nothing wrong.

Of course there must be a demon if something goes wrong, and there must be some factor in this.

If there is, Yang Yiyun thinks it must be the sacred tree of green wood.

This made him a little interested, to see what kind of sacred tree it was.

"Let's go, take me to see your sacred tree." Yang Yiyun stood up and said.

Guo Wangang was overjoyed and quickly got up and led the way. For him, this was the last hope. In fact, the number of people in the city has been decreasing over the years, and the water in the underground river will last for more than ten years. I am afraid that it will all dry up. The underground river is completely dry, and it is the time of annihilation.

They have worked hard to plant hope grass from generation to generation to protect the underground river from drying up, but it is of little use after all.

Regarding the timing of Guo Wangang's grandchildren and others planting hope grass, Yang Yiyun thought of the sand-controllers in the northwest of the earth. These are different environments and places, but they are all respectable in spirit, all for the people of the tribe.

So he thought in his heart that if he could help, he would do his best to help them.

Even though they are mortals, they are all creatures. They just want to live in a harsh environment. In the great God Realm, they are the lowest and most suffering people, but they are also worthy of awe.

Guarding their homeland at the cost of life and protecting their living environment with life is the inner fluctuation they gave Yang Yiyun.

It also gave Yang Yiyun a sense of insight. He had a vague direction towards the core issue of the orthodox language.

Following Guo Wangang out of the main hall, he walked towards the depths of the dungeon. After more than ten miles, he passed through a karst cave and the light became brighter. However, Yang Yiyun discovered that he seemed to be in a canyon with the top directly connected to the ground, and he could see In the dusty sky, there are thousands of square meters of space here, and a towering dead tree, which looks like black iron, appeared in his sight.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly rang in his mind, Qi Ling Xing Luo's voice exclaimed: "It is the ten innate spiritual roots, green willows born in the chaos."