The Earth Is My Dantian

Chapter 423: Chapter 22, a young monk (first update)

Ye Sheng walked for a full three days to the origin of the Longze Great Yuan.

Three days later, the origin of the Longze Great Yuan appeared in front of him, and Ye Sheng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

During these three days, countless people poured into the peaceful longze great yuan. Many people came for Ye Sheng, wanting to find traces of Ye Sheng and report to the heavenly demon sacred land.

Within the Heavenly Demon Holy Land, countless people, demons, and spirits of nature had all entered the heavenly demon Holy Land. The entire Heavenly Demon Holy Land was split into two. One portion continued to capture the divine beast qilin, while the other portion came to kill Ye Sheng.

The people or demons that came to kill Ye Sheng were all very powerful. Sixth level of the Void Martial stage, seventh level of the Void Martial stage, eighty percent of the void martial stage, and so on..

Ye Sheng had defeated six void martial artists and killed five. This had already attracted the attention of the heavenly demon Holy Land.

No one dared to underestimate ye Sheng.

The influx of them had become a little difficult for Ye Sheng to travel. Under the premise that he had not broken through to the fourth level of the emptiness realm, he did not want to continue to have conflicts with the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.

Ye Sheng hid himself and used the sharp senses of the great demon king of the Void to avoid them, arriving at the source of the Longze Great Yuan.

A fiery-red parasol tree forest appeared before Ye Sheng’s eyes.

Ye Sheng’s spirit jolted, and he said, “I’ve finally arrived.”

The void demon king said delightedly, “Ye Sheng, the opportunity for you to break through to the fourth level of the void stage is here.”

Ye Sheng nodded, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and rushed over with large strides.

The Parasol Tree Forest was at the origin of the Dragon Pool Great Yuan. Countless thick roots were rooted within the Dragon Pool Great Yuan. Some parasol trees were unbelievably large, surpassing ye Sheng’s imagination.

Three hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years..

In the center, Ye Sheng could even vaguely see a five thousand year old Wutong. It was ancient and ancient, and its leaves were huge. However, due to certain reasons, this Wutong did not become a spirit.

Rustle! Rustle!

Ye Sheng stepped on the maple leaves, making a sound. The entire Wutong Forest was covered by the maple leaves, layer by layer. The Rot at the bottom, the fresh falling, and so on.

Ye Sheng’s footsteps were light. He stepped on the maple leaf and walked at a leisurely pace, keeping an eye on his surroundings.

The closer he got to the center of the forest, the more careful ye Sheng was. He restrained the joy in his heart.

After walking for four hours, Ye Sheng finally saw the huge parasol tree.

The huge parasol tree occupied an area of more than ten Li. Under the cover of the Shadow, there was no second parasol tree nearby that survived.

Ye Sheng saw the parasol tree and also saw people.

Under the huge parasol tree, a young man was raising his head and putting his palms together as he looked at the parasol tree.

This was a monk.

A young monk.

A young monk with an extraordinary cultivation.

Ye Sheng actually couldn’t tell what level the emptiness realm cultivation was at at the moment.

He wore a white kasaya that accentuated his extraordinary handsomeness. This was an extremely beautiful monk with a handsome face.

The young monk put his palms together and closed his eyes. He looked at the huge parasol tree with a devout expression.

Ye Sheng walked over slowly. He must have heard it.

However, he did not move at all. He was still looking at the parasol tree.

Ye Sheng walked to his side. They were less than a hundred meters apart. He was still completely unguarded. It was as if he was not worried that Ye Sheng would ambush him.

Ye Sheng did not ambush him either. In his previous life, a martial arts writer had told Ye Sheng that women, children, and monks in the jianghu were the most untouchable people.

Since they dared to walk the pugilistic world without any defenses, they must have their own methods.

Therefore, Ye Sheng walked over and looked at the huge parasol tree with a calm expression.

The wind blew on the leaves and scattered them all over the ground. Ye Sheng and the handsome monk were speechless. Under the sky full of parasol leaves, there was a quiet beauty.

“Under the baptism of time, the ancient tree just told me with grief and indignation that its vitality was robbed.”Suddenly, the handsome monk spoke.

Ye Sheng closed his eyes and listened attentively. There was a kind of silent grief and indignation in the world around him.

This huge parasol tree was crying. Its unwillingness, its injustice, its grief and indignation..

The handsome young monk did not care about Ye Sheng’s silence, instead, he continued, “It has been born for 5,400 years. From a seed to the towering tree today, from being ignorant to the first time it saw this world, it has always been here. It has never left, never harmed anyone, and never had any bad intentions.”

Ye Sheng opened his eyes and said, “But it still died.”

The young and handsome monk nodded and said, “It died. It died a month ago. It died quietly. It died in a world where no one or thing was sad.”

Ye Sheng walked forward and touched the skin of the parasol tree.

Old and rough. This was the first feeling.

Hot!

Fiery Hot!

This was the second feeling.

Moreover, the second feeling quickly covered the first feeling.

The Parasol Tree was dead.

It died under this fiery heat.

The fiery heat was unbelievable. Ye Sheng raised his head and saw a barrier.

The Phoenix perched on the parasol tree and underwent nirvana, taking away the spirituality of the parasol tree.

“It still has ten years. Ten years later, it can transform and become the leader of the Vegetation Elves, becoming a miracle in the world,”said the young and handsome monk.

His expression was very calm, as though he was talking about an ordinary matter. However, his tone was so heavy that Ye Sheng could feel his grief and indignation.

“Where are you from, Monk?”Asked Ye Sheng.

“Great forest temple, Monk Muye.”The young and handsome monk gently nodded and said, “Benefactor Ye Sheng, nice to meet you.”

“You Know Me?”Asked ye Sheng in surprise.

“Great Forest Temple isn’t a small force. I know Ye Sheng, whose name has shaken the central plains,”monk Muye said.

“Monk, you said so much just now. Do you know what happened here?”Ye Sheng asked with his hands behind his back.

“I know.”Monk Muye nodded.

“Other than you, is there anyone else who knows?”Ye Sheng asked as he looked at the handsome young monk.

“No, I’m the only one.”Monk Muye shook his head.

“You are the only one. Do you want the Phoenix?”Ye Sheng immediately asked.

“I don’t want the Phoenix, but I want its life. I want to apologize to this parasol tree,”monk Muye said in a soft voice.

“I want the Phoenix. How about I kill the Phoenix for You?”Ye Sheng said with a faint smile.

“This humble monk accepted the Wutong Tree’s request and helped it solve this phoenix. Then, I’ll give all the subsequent gifts to this humble monk. This is a transaction.”Monk Mu ye shook his head.

Ye sheng smiled and said, “In that case, we have to fight in order to resolve the dispute between us. I want the origin of the Phoenix’s Nirvana.”

“This humble monk also wants to ask for some advice. How powerful is the world-famous benefactor Ye Sheng?”Monk Mu Ye said with a serious expression as his monk robe slowly bulged.

“He’s even more powerful than you think. You can give it a try.”Ye Sheng narrowed his eyes and took a step forward. The wind and clouds behind him surged, sweeping up the maple leaves and falling like rain. It was a spectacular sight.

Monk Muye put his palms together and said, “Benefactor Ye Sheng, I beg for mercy.”