I especially like telling stories to children!

When he tells stories, his expression is particularly focused. The narrative is organized, the logic is clear, and the plots are vivid and interesting. Children are willing to listen to his stories.

Wang Sheng clearly remembered that this somewhat crazy old man once asked everyone how the trees on the mountain were planted!

Many children said that adults climbed up the mountain and planted them.

Wang Sheng was only ten years old at the time, but he could already hear the implications of his senior's words. So he replied: "Not necessarily!"

Sure enough, Senior Mozuo said with a smile: "The mountain is so high and steep. If it were you, would you dare to climb up and plant trees? Especially at that location!" He pointed to a sharp cliff on the opposite mountain peak.

There is a tree with a crooked neck sticking out across the sky. There are clouds and mist, and the wall stands thousands of feet high. It is slippery and has no place to borrow strength. Who would climb there to plant a tree? The key is how to plant seeds on the smooth mountain wall?

So everyone was very curious and asked how the tree was planted. Wang Sheng still can't forget that scene. The old man smiled and said, "The tree was planted by birds!"

Amazing, right? It’s so amazing!

Because birds are most willing to eat tree seeds. But sometimes the seeds are not completely digested and will be excreted through feces. They will grow wherever they fall and take root!

There only needs to be a small crack in the mountain wall, and the seeds can take root, sprout and grow vigorously here!

Of course, Senior Mo Zuo also mentioned another possibility. At that time, he was still young and didn't take it to heart. He only remembered that Senior Mo Zuo mentioned something about pollination, something falling in the wind, and something washed away by rain. In short, it was a coincidence.

Taking over the world and creating countless wonders!

He couldn't remember more than that. He only remembered that the trees on the mountain were made of bird excrement!

The mountain of corpses collapsed, revealing hundreds of thousands of living corpses!

The living corpse soldiers flowed like a vast ocean, directly drowning all the Central Plains martial arts masters and Qinglong who fell down!

Countless masters began to desperately break out of the raging sea! Although their martial arts are not low, the combat power of the zombie soldiers is also not low. The key is that they are too large in number!

Many Taoist masters were torn apart by a group of living corpses before they could sacrifice their magic weapons. Some zombies grabbed their arms, some grabbed their legs, some strangled their necks, and some tore their clothes. In an instant, their ragged clothes were exposed.

Skin, like hungry dogs smelling the scent of meat, the living corpses immediately rushed forward and started biting!

In the blink of an eye, countless martial arts masters from the Central Plains were killed and injured!

Qinglong was still sleepy-eyed after falling to the ground and was about to wake up!

Living corpses are only interested in living people!

"They" chased the martial arts masters from the Central Plains and tore them apart like crazy! Not to eat meat, just to tear them into pieces!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot out from the sea of ​​living corpses, and then several living corpses turned into ashes!

Taoist Master Yimei of the Maoshan Sect finally drew the Qiankun Sword!

Upon seeing this, the Maoshan disciples around him desperately moved closer to Taoist Master Yimei!

Although their mahogany swords can also restrain living corpses, each sword stab can only make wisps of green smoke appear from the living corpses, but it cannot cut them to ashes with one sword. If they are one-on-one, three or five sword stabs can kill one.

Living corpse!

But now everyone has to face almost ten or more living corpses. It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and there are so many living corpses. They are swarming up, neither alive nor dead, knowing no pain, no fatigue, and attacking.

Like a tide, continuous and never-ending, everyone is almost in despair!

The Demon Lord smiled and said: "Today is your memorial day! Feng Jiuxiao, I will refine you into a living corpse - this is very interesting!" With a wave of his hand, the jade stone also fell into his hands!
Chapter completed!