The Spirit Tree.
Those trees were all Spirit Tree.
As Zi Yue said, the original liquid was born from the Spirit Tree.
Looking at the twenty or thirty Spirit Tree in the distance, Qin Ze muttered to himself, " The Spirit Clan is truly wealthy and powerful."
The Magician saw an opportunity to reverse his aging and said to Qin Ze on the Local Area Network, "Can we find a way to move one of them?"
"This way, we'll have a continuous supply of Life Essence."
"At that time, with my infinite Skill of the God, I will lead you straight to the Faceless Beast's Soul Orb!"
The Mist Lord said, "Don't mess around."
"If there's a Tree Bearer in every tree, we'll be in deep trouble."
Near the gate stood a squad of fully armed Spirit Clan soldiers.
When they saw the foreigners who came out, they were all surprised.
" Tree Bearer Treer."
After regaining their senses, the soldiers saluted the Tree Bearer.
The Tree Bearer turned and beckoned to Qin Ze and the others, "Come with me, I'll take you to see the clan chief."
Qin Ze and the Heavenly King followed closely behind, walking onto a forest road.
A Bing looked around and said, " The Spirit Clan's landscaping is quite good; they're all environmentalists."
As they ventured deeper, Qin Ze realized they were in a city, not a forest.
The street we were on at that moment resembled Central Street, with a constant stream of pedestrians.
Qin Ze and his friends became the most eye-catching kids on the entire street, attracting a lot of attention.
Everyone cast curious and surprised glances at these strangers.
The Dharma King shrugged. "We're like monkeys in a cage at the zoo."
The Magician, on a sudden impulse, lifted his shirt towards a few curious Spirit Clan girls passing by.
The girls scattered in terror, while the Magician let out a strange "hehehe" laugh.
"There were shirts inside! Look how scared you all were!"
The startled girl snorted and walked away, leaving behind the words "disrespectful to elders."
The Magician's face fell.
On the other Heavenly King laughed heartily.
The Tree Bearer leading the way paused at the foot of the tree. "Your subordinates need to be disciplined more strictly."
However, he quickly changed the subject. "At such an advanced age, it would be very difficult to reshape his views."
Although the Magician wore a mask, his full head of white hair and exposed, wrinkled skin betrayed his age.
The Magician glared at the Tree Bearer's retreating figure, feeling as if another arrow had pierced his heart.
Qin Ze suppressed a laugh, "He's actually not that old."
The Tree Bearer asked, puzzled, "His race must be quite unique; the young man looks like he's about to die."
Qin Ze noticed that the Tree Bearer's small mouth resembled Miss Sword Case's, sweeter than honey.
When Qin Ze mentioned Miss Sword Case, he suddenly realized that the child had been very quiet the whole way.
Normally, when she arrives at New Land, she would look around and ask all sorts of questions.
"What's wrong?"
Upon hearing Qin Ze's voice, Miss Sword Case snapped out of her daze.
" Qin Ze, I feel like I've been here before."
"You've been here before?"
"I vaguely remember."
Ancient Race are all ancient beings that have existed for a very long time.
It even existed since the time of the gods.
It's not impossible that Miss Sword Case once visited the world of the Spirit Clan.
Miss Sword Case continued, "If you keep going forward, there will be a tree, a very, very big tree, so big you can't see the top."
Qin Ze asked curiously, "Does Miss Sword Case remember why you came here? Who brought you here?"
Miss Sword Case tried hard to recall, "I don't remember."
Qin Ze encouraged him, "It's okay, you'll remember eventually."
The Dharma King, "This damned gentleness, when can we experience it ourselves?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "I've been too lenient with you all; you've all taken advantage of my kindness."
The Spirit Clan's architecture is very distinctive, consisting entirely of various kinds of treehouses.
The treehouses clustered together, and besides the Spirit Clan, various small animals clung to the trees.
Qin Ze had never seen birds before, as well as some small creatures that resembled squirrels.
The Spirit Clan demonstrated through their actions what it means for humanity and nature to coexist harmoniously.
At the end of Central Street, a wall blocked everyone's way.
The Tree Bearer stopped and introduced the tree to the group, saying, "This is the oldest Spirit Tree, over ten thousand years old."
Legend has it that this Spirit Tree was planted by the Goddess of Life herself.
Qin Ze's gaze followed the wall upwards, eventually reaching the towering tree branches.
This isn't a wall; it's clearly part of the tree trunk.
"A tree whose top can't be seen..."
Qin Ze is now certain that Miss Sword Case really was here.
Miss Sword Case exclaimed excitedly, "It's this tree!"
The Tree Bearer led Qin Ze and the others a short distance to the right, and then a series of floating steps came into view.
Qin Ze and the others followed the Tree Bearer and climbed upwards until they discovered a city built around a tree.
The unique wooden houses are built on tree branches, or even on leaves.
Compared to the area under the tree, this place is much more lively, with all kinds of living facilities and shops available.
After walking for a long time, Qin Ze still couldn't see the top of the tree.
How tall is this tree?
Five thousand meters, or ten thousand meters?
The Magician exclaimed excitedly, " Qin Ze, how about we take this tree?"
Qin Ze rolled his eyes.
Let's not even talk about whether such a big tree can be moved.
At this moment, Qin Ze could sense at least ten Level Nine Martial Artist lurking in the shadows.
These people were deliberately projecting an aura of dominance, clearly warning these outsiders not to cause trouble.
The higher you go, the fewer people and buildings there are.
Qin Ze felt like he had come on foot, walking endlessly with no end in sight.
"Do you usually spend a lot of time on the road?"
He couldn't help but think to himself, "The Spirit Clan are really relaxed and leisurely."
The Tree Bearer shook his head upon hearing this. "No, we usually fly."
Qin Ze: "???"
The Dharma King cursed on the Local Area Network: "Damn it! Is this bastard walking his dog here?!"
The Magician retorted, "I was walking you, not me."
The Tree Bearer later explained, "Since this is your first time here, walking is the only way to show respect to the Spirit Tree."
"We can use flying later too."
A strong urge to uproot the tree welled up in Qin Ze's mind.
The Magician fanned the flames. "Just break it! I'll teleport everyone, trees and all, back to the Sea of Glaze!"
Upon hearing that the Magician was going to draw a card, Qin Ze instantly calmed down.
After walking for another half hour, Qin Ze and his group arrived at a magnificent hall.
Dozens of guards stood watch on both sides of the hall.
The Tree Bearer said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and tell the clan chief about your situation."
After the Tree Bearer entered the main hall, Qin Ze opened Zi Yue's private messages, but there was still no reply.
The Dharma King comforted her, saying, "Look on the bright side. It's not that she's not replying because of you, but because she died just like Daoist Miao."
Qin Ze smirked, "You're good at comforting people."
The group waited outside for more than ten minutes.
Just as Qin Ze was getting impatient, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walk out of the main hall.
He immediately waved and shouted, " Zi Liangchen, sword cultivator Lin Zhiyuan is here!"
(Happy Dragon Boat Festival! Have you eaten zongzi yet?)