"It's a pity that I can't let you go."
Li Zhōujūn smiled.
Blood Sophora Tree Demon heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he felt desperate, but he had no idea of resisting.
Even if he is as strong as True Monarch Juxiang, he cannot withstand the sword of the true immortal in front of him.
What can he do when facing a true immortal-level powerhouse?
I can only say that if you often walk by the river, there will be no time when your shoes won't get wet.
"But for the sake of your sincerity, I will spare your life, but you need to promise me three things." Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.
"Esteemed Immortal Please speak!"
Blood Sophora Tree Demon heard a look of ecstasy on his face.
As long as you can live, anything is easy to say!
"Did you see that there?" Li Zhōujūn pointed to the village in the distance.
There, houses collapsed, the ground cracked, and the faces of the villagers were full of despair.
And all of this is just the tragic scene caused by the falling body of True Monarch Juxiang.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
So in fact, many times, Li Zhōujūn doesn't like to do anything.
After all, he was once a member of the bottom class.
I can feel for these villagers.
"Is it true that the true immortal is annoyed by these mortals? I will go and help the true immortal to deal with these mortals!" Blood Sophora Tree Demon said with murderous intent.
Li Zhōujūn: "..."
To be honest, I kind of regret leaving this guy alive.
Although this guy is timid in the face of himself, it is only because of the strength he has shown.
If I were just a Integration Stage monk, I'm afraid this guy would just swallow it without saying a word.
"Uh, isn't that what true immortals mean?" Blood Sophora Tree Demon saw Li Zhōujūn's cold expression and he was very good at reading people's faces, so he immediately panicked.
"The first thing is to protect the village for thousands of years. The second thing is not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. The third thing is that I haven't thought about it yet." Li Zhōujūn said simply and clearly.
"Is this all right?" Blood Sophora Tree Demon was still a little afraid to say it.
"Yeah." Li Zhōujūn nodded and said, "Why, you don't want to?"
"No, no, no, little demon doesn't dare!"
Blood Sophora Tree Demon quickly patted his chest and promised, "Esteemed Immortal Don't worry, the little demon will definitely protect the village for a thousand years! And he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
"That's good." Li Zhōujūn nodded, and with a thought, a Sword Qi entered Blood Sophora Tree Demon's mind.
"This is?" Blood Sophora Tree Demon's expression changed drastically.
Li Zhōujūn chuckled and said, "To prevent you from doing one thing in front of you and another behind your back."
"How dare the little demon go against Esteemed Immortal's words."
Blood Sophora Tree Demon smiled bitterly.
"Go." Li Zhōujūn said.
"Little demon, please retire!" Blood Sophora Tree Demon said.
That night.
Li Zhōujūn stood in the daylight and asked Blood Sophora Tree Demon to protect him in the sky.
And Blood Sophora Tree Demon, which originally turned into a door, also turned into an extremely strong tree at this moment, and landed next to the entrance of the village.
At the same time, Blood Sophora Tree Demon used Divine Ability, and tree roots stretched out from the ground, pulling the originally cracked earth together.
The originally broken earth began to regain its vitality under Blood Sophora Tree Demon's Divine Ability.
Early the next morning.
When the villagers woke up, they found a big tree at the entrance of the village.
The leaves of this tree are like blood jade.
Not only that, the villagers also discovered that the originally messy land seemed to have returned to its pre-disaster appearance with this big tree that appeared out of thin air!
For a time, Blood Sophora Tree Demon was surrounded by many villagers.
Finally, under the organization of an elder, these villagers knelt down on the ground, shouted "Meet the tree god" one after another, and then kowtowed to Blood Sophora Tree Demon.
This scene made Blood Sophora Tree Demon feel for the first time, the feeling of being respected from the heart, which seemed pretty good...
More than ten days have passed.
The village has also recovered a lot, and the villagers have smiles on their faces again.
Due to the hot weather, many children in the village like to hide in the shade of the blood locust tree demon to enjoy the cool air.
The doll's chirping laughter made Blood Sophora Tree Demon want to run away for a moment.
But when he thinks of that true immortal, Blood Sophora Tree Demon can only endure it silently.
I saw his Divine Sense power, turning into an illusory old man, standing next to the group of dolls, silently listening to the laughter of these dolls.
Naturally, these dolls are not aware of the existence of Blood Sophora Tree Demon.
Gradually, a month passed.
Unlike usual, it started to rain lightly today.
Under Blood Sophora Tree at the entrance of the village, stood an ethereal figure of an old man.
At this moment, the old man looked at the village with some melancholy and murmured, "These dolls can't come today. I'm not used to it..."
Just then.
A figure in green shirt holding an umbrella walked up to the old man and asked with a smile, "How?"
"Esteemed Immortal!"
After seeing the young man, the old man showed respect in his eyes and said, "Thank you Esteemed Immortal for your guidance!"
"Where do you start talking about this?" Li Zhōujūn laughed.
"Throughout these years of contact with mortals, the little demon has realized a truth, that is, cultivating immortals, with one character for human and one character for mountain, is to cultivate the kind of carefree and leisurely State of Mind in the mountains. As the saying goes, a calm mind makes you clear, a clear heart makes you clear, a clear mind makes you spiritual, and your heart is wise. However, what the little demon cared about before was only his own cultivation, and he would use any means to do so. If this happens, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass Lightning Tribulation."
Blood Sophora Tree Demon said with some fear.
At the same time, he respected Li Zhōujūn in his heart.
If it weren't for the guidance of the young man in front of him, he would still be taking the wrong path.
"Well..."
Li Zhōujūn nodded when he heard the words, but felt a little confused in his heart. How could it be like this?
And Blood Sophora Tree Demon looked at Li Zhōujūn's indifferent expression, and felt more and more admiration in his heart. He is indeed a true immortal. State of Mind himself is far from being able to achieve it, so he can only continue to practice!
If Li Zhōujūn knew what Blood Sophora Tree Demon was thinking, he would probably be helpless.
While the two were talking.
An eight-year-old boy walked out of the rain.
I saw this little guy walking under Blood Sophora Tree, then he opened his stance and started practicing his boxing skills.
Blood Sophora Tree Demon explained to Li Zhōujūn, "In addition to daily farming, the villagers in this village also formed a hunting team to go hunting in the mountains. This little guy's father was once the captain of the hunting team, but unfortunately he died in the mouth of a worm in the mountains. This little guy now lives with his sister."
Hearing this, Li Zhōujūn glanced at Blood Sophora Tree Demon in surprise. "Could it be that you want to accept this little guy as your disciple?"
Blood Sophora Tree Demon smiled awkwardly and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Esteemed Immortal's eyes. Although this little guy's qualifications are not good, the little demon once found a body-refining method in a body-refining monk. I plan to entrust this little guy with a dream and teach him how to practice."
"Okay." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
But suddenly, Li Zhōujūn seemed to notice something, and said in surprise, "Huh? This is the incense I gave to the Divine Feather Dynasty. Has it started burning? Something happened so soon?"