C3617 Hair as Bright as Blood
C3617 Hair as Bright as Blood
Unless there was no way to get out of the stone room, if there was a way to get out... it seemed that it must have something to do with tables, chairs, or corpses.
After all, there were only three things in the stone room. One table, one chair, one corpse... The rest were all stone walls.
After pondering for a while, Jiang Ting stepped forward, but avoided the chair and the corpse. He turned around and looked at the wooden table. The wooden table was black.
Most of the trees had green or gray bark. If one cut open the bark, no matter what kind of tree it was, the bark would be gray. Some of the trees were even milky white.
But this wooden table... obviously did not have bark, only the trunk inside the bark... It was rare to see a black trunk!
Perhaps it was because he had been looking at it for a long time, or perhaps it was because he was too close, Jiang Ting suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. It was very, very faint, and barely detectable.
"This is..." After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ting suddenly stretched out his hand, and his palm lightly rubbed against the surface of the wooden table.
The surface of the table was not smooth. On the contrary, it was rough.
After rubbing for a while, Jiang Ting retracted his hand and placed his palm in front of his nose... The strange fragrance was a little stronger. At the same time, because of the direct contact, he felt a little cold.
After a while, Jiang Ting put down his hand, revealing a slight disbelief. "It's the Spirit Tree..."
The Spirit Tree was something that only existed in legends in Tian Lan. According to the records, even if it appeared, it would at most be a small branch.
However, there was actually a table here that was made of Spirit Trees!
The Spirit Nether Tree was rumored to be a tree that only existed in the Netherworld... The Spirit Nether Tree didn't have any extraordinary effects, and it was only able to be entrusted by the remnant soul of the divine soul and be able to nurture the divine soul.
That was all... The Spirit Nether Tree would not increase the cultivation of others, nor would it bring enlightenment to others, nor would it increase one's strength.
However, that was precisely where the Spirit Abyss Tree was precious!
The outside world almost wouldn't grow.
Even if it did, it would only grow in dark and deep places.
Simply put, if Jiang Ting brought this table out... At that time, countless Nascent Soul cultivators would fight over it, creating an unimaginable storm of blood.
Perhaps some people didn't understand... Hmm, let's put it this way.
Immortal Dao, rejuvenating the soul and not the body.
To the Immortal Dao, cultivating is like a person crossing the sea on a boat.
The soul was the person on the boat.
The physical body was the boat.
Without the ship, people would drown... but as long as they took the other ships before they disappeared, they would be able to continue sailing.
However, if there was no one on the ship... so what if the ship docked?
And the most precious thing about the Spirit Tree was to nurture the soul.
If it was killed, as long as it escaped a wisp of its remnant soul, as long as it could find a branch or a branch of the Level One Spirit Tree... Theoretically speaking, as long as the remnant soul left the Spirit Tree, the remnant soul would never die.
Of course, it was only a theory. As for how long the remnant soul could last in the Spirit Tree, no one knew... After all, if a normal person were to die and escape from their soul, they would find someone to possess them instead of struggling at death's door.
For example, if a person's lifespan was close, but they could not break through to increase their lifespan, their divine soul would leave their body and enter the Spirit Tree... In theory, they could live forever.
If this thing was released, how could it not attract a bloody storm?
However, Jiang Ting was Jiang Ting after all.
He was in disbelief because according to the current situation of Tian Lan, there shouldn't be anyone who would be so extravagant as to use the Spirit Serene Tree to make tables and chairs. That was why it was inconceivable. Very quickly, he regained his calm. He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion... Hmm, the table was directly picked up by him.
It was very heavy!
At least, it weighed more than ten thousand kilograms.
That table was clearly only half a zhang wide, and it was half a person's height... yet it weighed more than ten thousand kilograms. It was indeed worthy of being called the Spirit Abyss Tree, and it was unknown what it contained.
Unfortunately, it obviously had nothing to do with leaving the stone room.
Then, he left his gaze and started to size up the chair and corpse.
The chair was also black, almost exactly the same as the material of the table.
It was obvious that not only the table, but even the chair was made of the Spirit Abyss Tree.
After sizing it up for a while, Jiang Ting slightly cupped his fists and said, "Junior greets senior. It was not junior's wish to come without invitation. Senior, please forgive me. Senior, please don't blame junior for disturbing senior's peace."
His voice wasn't loud, but because the stone room was too seamless... Even though his voice wasn't loud, it still echoed in the stone room.
The corpse was still a corpse.
There was no unusual movement.
Seeing this, Jiang Ting cupped her fists and said, "Rumor has it that a branch of the Spirit Tree can make a person's soul or remnant soul never dissipate. And the tables and chairs here are probably made by a complete Spirit Tree... Even a branch of the tree can keep a person's soul from dissipating. What's more, it's very likely a table and chairs made by a complete Spirit Tree? "
The owner of the corpse might have indeed died, but with the furniture of the Spirit Tree here, Jiang Ting found it very hard to believe that the divine soul consciousness of the corpse had also dispersed.
As expected.
Because Jiang Ting had pointed out the essence of the words, the corpse suddenly began to emit some fluorescence.
Not long later.
The corpse did not move. Instead, the fluorescence gathered together and turned into a somewhat illusory human head.
That's right, there was only an illusory human head.
That human head also looked very strange.
Its face was very old... but its hair was as bright as blood!
That's right, it was a bright red color that was as bright as blood... There was clearly no wind in the stone room, and there wasn't even any flow of air. However, that strand of hair was continuously fluttering in the wind.
"Greetings, senior." Jiang Ting bowed slightly again.
The head floated away from the corpse and chair and floated in front of Jiang Ting. "Junior, what year is it today?"
Jiang Ting subconsciously stepped back, and his expression became strange.
"Why didn't you answer?" The illusory face of the red-haired human head revealed a trace of displeasure.
Jiang Ting restrained his curiosity and shook his head. "Senior, you are asking which mortal court's calendar is it? I do not have a year history in the cultivation world, and this junior is still young. Senior has been living in seclusion here for a long time. Junior is ignorant and ignorant. I don't know when senior is from. Therefore, I really don't know how to answer your question. "
Indeed, whether it is the cultivation world or the vast world... only mortals would draw out calendar calendar.
For cultivators, the first time they enter secluded cultivation is often several decades. Even if it was the Qi Refining stage, at least a few years of seclusion might appear... calendar? For cultivators, they don't need to know the calendar, they only need to know how old they are. How could they have so much energy to calculate what year it was this year and what year it would be next year?
Mortals divided the calendar. There were New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve, and there were festivals and festivals... Did cultivators need them?
No need... since there was no need, there was naturally no calendar.
The moment this human head appeared, it seemed like it was going to be a year or two. It sounded profound. Actually... unless one knew how many years ago the red-haired human head was, one could say for a period of time.
"I'm at the Golden Core Realm, but I don't know this old man... This old man has slept for many years..." The human head revealed a desolate expression.