As we get closer to the center of the valley, the surrounding trees become taller and taller, filling the world with vitality.

Every breath Zhou Yun takes can draw vitality from heaven and earth. Under the nourishment of rich vitality, the wounds on his body are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound scabs, flesh and blood grow, the scab falls off, and the scar fades away. This series of events proceeds at an incredible speed.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan, "Huh! The spirit of Yimu is so amazing. Just the vitality that disperses between heaven and earth can have such a miraculous effect. If it can be refined,

Wouldn’t it be possible to live to death with human flesh and white bones?”

This powerful vitality completely gives the owner a second life. As long as he does not die on the spot and has a breath left, he will not die.

Its effect is absolutely incredible and unmatched by all recovery pills.

Zhou Yun's desire for the spirit of Yimu became stronger and stronger. Many times, when he met a powerful opponent, he would always risk his life and walk on the line of death. If he made a mistake, he would fall on the spot.

Once the spirit of Yimu exists, Zhou Yun's chances of winning will be much greater, and he can survive even if he is seriously injured.

Therefore, obtaining the spirit of Yimu is not only to practice the ancient immortal foundation building method, but also to increase one's own strength.

The breeze blew and the leaves swayed. Unconsciously, Zhou Yun walked down the hillside and entered the flatland, getting closer and closer to the center of the valley.

The valley is still quiet, and apart from plants, there seems to be no living creatures anymore, making this place look particularly quiet.

Along the way, Zhou Yun stepped on many bones, some of which were human and demonic. Without exception, they were cursed and obliterated before they could get very far.

This place was strange, but he was unscathed and could walk freely in the valley without being bound by the curse.

Zhou Yun himself couldn't figure this out, but he guessed that it must have something to do with his inexplicable time travel. The specific relationship was unknown.

After all, the world of almighty power, its structure, vision and foresight are far beyond what a Qi practitioner can comprehend.

Zhou Yun has realized this a long time ago, so he has temporarily given up on inquiring into the truth behind it. He might as well take advantage of this to quickly improve his strength and gain the capital to compete with powerful players.

The breeze blew by my ears, bringing with it the sound of water gurgling by, crisp and sweet.

Zhou Yun followed the sound and slowly approached it. There is a stream in this place, and the water quality may have special effects.

After passing through a large bush, a small stream flowing from the top of the mountain appeared in front of him. The water was crystal clear and emitted a light mist.

Zhou Yun stepped forward, squatted down by the stream, held a handful of stream water, and used his spiritual energy to explore.

"There is indeed something wrong with the stream water. It has no impurities and is extremely pure. However, it is not very helpful for spiritual practice. It will probably taste good when used to make tea."

Zhou Yun filled a few buckets of water and put them in the storage ring, planning to give some to Su Wanyan when he returned. He didn't know if she liked making tea.

After doing this, Zhou Yun drank the stream water in his hand. Surprisingly, the drink tasted sweet and very delicious.

After encountering the creek, Zhou Yun changed his next route and planned to go down the creek to the place where the streams converged, which must be the center of the valley.

Zhou Yun quickened his pace. There was a stream guiding him, so he didn't have to worry about getting lost, so his speed naturally increased a lot.

It took half an hour.

There was a splashing sound in Zhou Yun's ears, which was the movement caused by the stream flowing into the lake.

He took a few steps forward, and his vision really opened up. The thick fog in front of him was all shrouded in the sky, leaving only a thin layer of fog lingering at the bottom of the valley.

Looking up, a huge lake is like a bright mirror, lying there quietly. The breeze blows, and the water surface ripples in circles. The scenery for a moment is poetic and picturesque.

Zhou Yun's eyes stayed on the lake for a while, and then he looked toward the center of the lake, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

In the center of the lake, there is a towering tree standing, which is at least as thick as five people hugging each other. The top of the tree is inserted into the clouds and mist, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

There is a light green light surrounding the giant tree, which is the vitality condensed to the extreme. It seems that there are thousands of fireflies surrounding it, which is beautiful and beautiful.

"Fengqi Wutong!"

Zhou Yun quickly made a judgment, "Compared with it, the sycamore trees in the outside world are like a newborn baby, incomparable at all."

He took a deep breath to suppress his inner excitement.

At this moment, Zhou Yun's position was five miles away from the sycamore tree. He had not built a foundation and could not fly with his sword. If he wanted to get closer, he had to make a wooden boat and row across.

However, making a wooden boat is easy, and Zhou Yun completed it in three strokes, five divided by two.

Not long after, Zhou Yun stood on a small boat, shook the paddle, controlled the boat, and accelerated towards the sycamore tree.

From time to time, he lowered his head to observe the depths of the lake. The blue water was very clear, but the lake was too deep and he could not see through it.

Zhou Yun didn't dare to jump in rashly. If his cultivation level was too low and he encountered unpredictable dangers, it would be over.

The boat is so small on the vast lake, and even more like an ant in front of the sycamore tree.

The little ant rose and fell, swaying across the lake, and finally arrived under the sycamore tree.

Zhou Yun jumped up onto the trunk of the sycamore tree, and immediately climbed up along the trunk, like a nimble monkey with agility.

"It's so rich in vitality, it feels like it's almost liquefied into water."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but sigh, the speed of climbing up was getting faster and faster.

Although the sycamore tree penetrated the clouds and mist, Zhou Yun still conquered it.

After a while, he finally reached the top of the sycamore tree.

There was a platform here. Zhou Yun stood on the platform, glanced left and right, and saw the core of the sycamore tree, with a few young leaves wrapping a fist-sized spar.

The crystal has an emerald color and is brilliant, with inexplicable lines flowing on it.

This is the crystal of Yimu, which was formed by the erosion of this sycamore tree over the years, stealing the creation of heaven and earth, and finally condensing it.

Coupled with the fact that the phoenix lived there, the Yimu Crystal was sublimated and became the top Yimu Spirit in the world.

Zhou Yun stretched out his right hand towards the Yimu Crystal with a serious look on his face, not daring to let down his guard.

The more critical the time, the more careful you must be.

With his right hand, he opened the young leaves of the sycamore tree and grasped the crystal of Yimu.

Zhou Yun was startled, and a cold touch came, which made him feel incredible, "I got it so easily, is it a scam?"

After carefully tasting the Otomu Crystal, he found no problems and confirmed that it was genuine.

It seems that I have overthought it. There is death and no life in the cursed land, and of course there will be no other creatures that will covet it.

Zhou Yun sat cross-legged, placed the Yimu Crystal in his palm, and began to refine it.

I saw a wisp of divine fire pouring out, instantly surrounding Yimu's crystal. As the divine fire was refined, the light of Yimu's crystal became more intense, and a bright green light burst out, dazzling.

As if receiving a summons, the surrounding vitality rushed in like a big wave, all pouring into the Yimu Crystal.

Suddenly, the lake stirred up a stormy sea, with a huge wave of three feet hitting it, water splashing everywhere, and the boat suddenly shattered into pieces.

Zhou Yun didn't know the news that the boat was gone at the moment. It wasn't important anyway. If he couldn't cut off a branch from the sycamore tree and make a new boat, it wouldn't be a big problem.

He was focused without any distractions, condensing all his energy and supernatural powers into the Yimu Crystal in the palm of his hand.

As he refined, green torrents of vitality poured into the Dantian, stirring the spiritual energy restlessly.

Fortunately, there is divine fire suppression, which suppresses all vitality and prevents it from causing trouble.

But the influx of vitality is not just a disadvantage, all the meridians and internal organs it passes through are repaired and become more radiant.

After an unknown amount of time, the spirit of Yimu in the heart of Dantian gradually condensed into a crystal stone, which competed with the divine fire next to it and interfered with each other.

After a while, under the guidance of Zhou Yun, the Yimu Crystal came to the heart.

A stinging pain came, like a silver needle piercing the heart.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but groan, and the Yimu Crystal opened his heart and entered it, completely integrating with the heart. This is the method for refining the Yimu Spirit recorded in the Ancient Immortal Foundation Establishment Method.

The source of human vitality is the heart. The combination of the heart and the spirit of Yimu will greatly increase the vitality, which is equivalent to a qualitative leap in the heart.

After a while, Zhou Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air and finally successfully refined the Yimu Crystal.

At this time, Zhou Yun took out the Ice Soul Xuanshui from the storage ring. This was taken from the extreme south. It was equally precious, but the quality was obviously not as good as the Divine Fire and Yimu Spirit.

The reason why I haven't absorbed and refined it is that I feel that the quality of this thing is not high enough and cannot be compared with the divine fire.

All in all, Zhou Yun was too greedy and wanted the best and top quality in the power of the Five Elements.

But he forgot one thing: nine times out of ten things in life will not go as planned.

If you insist on perfection too much, you may not be able to achieve true perfection. It is very likely to become an obsession and delay your life.

Zhou Yun became open-minded and said with a smile: "Two of the five elements are at the top of their game. I should be satisfied. There are not many people in this world who are luckier than me. If I am greedy, it will not be justified."

He sat cross-legged again and spent half an hour refining the Ice Soul Mysterious Water, turning it into an ice crystal in his Dantian.

Zhou Yun stood up and looked inside his Dantian. His cultivation level had not improved, but he was only one step away from the perfection of Qi training.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the sycamore tree began to shake violently, as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

Only then did Zhou Yun realize that the sycamore tree had withered, had no vitality left, and was about to rot and collapse.

At this moment, he looked up to the sky, only to find a drop of blood-colored crystal suspended above his head. The crimson light exuded pressure from ancient times.

In the crystal, there is a phantom of a phoenix that is lifelike and dancing gracefully.
Chapter completed!