Chapter 83: Two Poisons Join Forces
Lesser Qiong Peak, rear mountain.
Beside several ancient trees that were nearly completely withered, Li Changshou frowned and sighed, raising a hand to pat one of their trunks.
"You've worked hard."
A breeze swept past, and the bare branches of the old trees swayed gently, as if saying, "It's fine," "It's fine."
In truth, they were probably trembling.
There was no helping it. So that more paper figures could be thrown into actual combat, Li Changshou had repeatedly come here over the past half year to collect tree pulp, then used all sorts of methods to restore their vitality.
Again and again...
These old spirit trees, which might originally have lived tens of thousands more years and perhaps even given birth to wood spirits, were now on the verge of collapse.
Take good care of yourselves.
Li Changshou sighed, a trace of guilt stirring in his heart.
He glanced at the patch of branches not far away that had already taken root, and silently said to himself:
If you can't hold on, I'll treat your children well.
Another breeze passed through, and the old trees trembled again.
Perhaps this was what being moved felt like.
Ahem, enough joking.
Li Changshou tapped off with his toes, his body drifting away on the wind like willow catkins.
He floated to the lakeshore and stood atop a great tree amid the woods.
Closing his eyes to focus, his simply tied long hair danced in the wind, while the hem of his robe swayed faintly with the treetop...
Still, he was light as a swan feather; in motion, he could shatter clouds and split earth.
Achieving such an effect without using divine abilities or spells was itself a realm attainable only after one's cultivation of qi had reached