Chapter 1508 Fallen Leaves Return to Their Roots

Yang Fan signaled Yang Guanxin to start the warship and come to the root of the Yuan-making vine connected to Beique Star.

From a distance, the root did not seem to be very thick, but when it got closer, it was found that it was not thin at all. It was thousands of kilometers in diameter, covered with dragon-scale-like bark, dark in color, with a faint metallic luster, and looked very hard. There was a faint strong fluctuation of immortal energy emanating from it.

"This immortal tree root itself is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, why doesn't anyone secretly cut it down?" Bai Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Hearing this, the others were fine, but Zhong Zimou and Fang Zhan were shocked. They looked at each other with a strange expression.

At this moment, they couldn't help but start to doubt whether they had made a wrong judgment. This group of people did not come from that holy land at all, otherwise how could they not know such common sense known to women and children in the spiritual world?

Dahei laughed and said, "Miss, you don't know that although this sacred tree that created the spirit world has been dormant, it is not completely unaware of the outside world. It's not that no one has had such an idea, but all those who took action have died, including the True Immortals, so no one dares to touch it, let alone cut it down."

Bai Xiaoyu and others were shocked when they heard this, and they had a direct feeling of the power of this broken tree in the immortal world.

Only Yang Fan knew that this was not the case.

For any cultivator who grew up in the spirit world, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation is, it would only take a thought for the spirit of the Yuan Vine to wipe out any of them.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Fan, wanting to see how he would revive the spirit of the warship.

Yang Fan did not take action himself, but taught Gu Song a magic formula by voice transmission.

After thinking for a while, Gu Song nodded slightly, then floated out, came directly to the huge root, and stretched out his hand to press it.

Seeing this scene, Jian Xinyi and others couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful!"

However, what surprised them was that when Gu Song touched the roots of Zaoyuan vine, nothing happened.

Zhong Zimou and Fang Zhan widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

"Everyone leave the warship." Yang Fan said at this time.

Upon hearing this, everyone flew into the air and left the warship for a distance.

A few seconds later, a scene that Zhong Zimou and Fang Zhan would never forget appeared.

I saw that with the place where Gu Song's palm was pressed as the center, the scaly bark was slightly lifted up, and a large number of hair-like thin roots rushed out from the gap, flying over ten kilometers in a blink of an eye, and wrapped up the warship.

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In a few breaths, the huge warship was tightly wrapped by these roots like a zongzi.

Then, all the roots glowed, and the size of the warship shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the size of those thin roots expanded, and in a blink of an eye, they became as thick as chopsticks. A large amount of light green light could be seen flowing to the main root, emitting pure wood energy fluctuations.

"Is it... devouring?" Ji Yue's face changed slightly.

Yang Fan looked at Yang Guanxin, who was nervous, and said, "It's just like fallen leaves returning to their roots. It won't take long for the spirit of the warship to revive from the broken wood, and like you, it will have a real body."

Yang Guanxin suddenly realized that Yang Fan was planning to use the Yuan-creating Vine as the mother body, condense the essence of the immortal vine, and create a new body for Uncle Zhou, which was equivalent to letting Uncle Zhou reincarnate once, but preserving all the memories of his previous life.

It can be predicted that Uncle Zhou's new body must be extraordinary, absolutely at the level of an immortal body, and not necessarily weaker than his own immortal treasure body.