Yue Heng knew very well about the crime of possessing a jade, but he was very sure that he would not be hurt.

In Yue Heng's understanding, the giant tree demon god is actually easy to talk to. He knew that all the leaders of the Bian tribe would peacefully get what they needed when they were worshipped, so he dared to read out the resonance text with confidence and boldness, feed the giant tree demon god first and then make a request.

What's more, the "Police" Wenpan magic array is fully fired, and Yue Heng's spiritual sense is always connected. More than 20 thunder Zhenzi are ready to go at any time. Facing a drunken giant tree demon god, it is definitely easy to get hurt.

In addition, if you don’t look at the monk’s face and the Buddha’s face, Bi Li gave Yue Heng and his group so many benefits. Even Bi Li’s eight personal soldiers and heroic guards were given to Yue Heng. As long as the giant tree demon god was not extremely stupid, how could he be harmful to Yue Heng?

After the sound was closed, Yue Heng felt refreshed. He quietly looked up and saw Mr. Tree trembling with branches and leaves. After the exercise, he saw that the above Misty Valley was blocked again. He felt that he had lost contact with Fuxi Stars again.

At this moment, Yue Heng's long robe and hair were all in a mess, like a wild scholar.

But this slightly retro outfit is the true nature of his true nature, and his deep and wise eyes are far more attractive than those handsome and talented men who claim to be talented.

This made the other three people feel excited and wanted to say it to him.

Min Ruogu was completely intoxicated. She looked at Yue Hengshi's mentality. There had been a huge change. She had never seen Yue Heng's appearance so casually, and had never really heard the true emotions in his heart. This song "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" seemed to be singing for her deliberately, and showed a complete him in front of her. It was so real and so loving.

Just like Min Ruogu's tears and heartache, Wen Xinyue, who was stronger on the surface, was also softened at this moment. She fell in love with Yue Heng's singing for no reason. "Farewell My Concubine" and "Who Says Women Are Not As Good as Men" shocked her. "Beating the Drum" made her shy and intoxicated, and gradually let go of her reservedness. She was willing to consider the relationship with him. "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" made her truly understand the inner world of this man. Female instinct also made her feel caring and pity. At this moment, she just wanted to hold Yue Heng in her arms. Help him organize his clothes, comb his messy hair, stroke his ordinary but extraordinary face, and give him the most beautiful love.

No wonder even though the literati are poor, there are still a large number of scholars who continue to follow one after another, chanting poems and writing poems. The literary youth is not a disease, but a great benefit!

"My friend Yue, thank you for everything you did for Peach Blossom Valley." The voice of the giant tree demon god came into Yue Heng's consciousness, and it finally changed its words and called it back to its former name in the Mist Valley.

Yue Heng, who was possed, was secretly happy. He put away the mentality he had just entered into Tang Yin, slowly regained himself, and said sincerely: "Mr. Shu, I don't want the Peach Blossom Valley to be destroyed by war. "The Peach Blossom Land" and "The Song of the Peach Blossom Palace" are all my true thoughts. This is the Peach Blossom Land in my heart. I hope Mr. Shu and senior Bing can realize it."

The giant tree demon god was very happy: "I will convey your meaning to Bi Li. My friend Yue, I have something for you, I hope you don't refuse."

The land under the feet of the four people was shaking. The giant tree on the island in the middle of the lake was shaking violently. With the roar, a big hole was cracked in the giant tree's body, and a light green light emitted from it. A small branch about half a meter long was lifted up by the green light and floated in front of Yue Heng.

Yue Heng reached out to catch it, and the voice of the giant tree demon god came into his divine consciousness again: "This is my tree soul clone, which is essentially different from the beast soul of ordinary monsters. It is me, I am it. You can plant it anywhere, it will grow up quickly, blossom and bear fruit, mature a fairy peach fruit in ten years, and have all my abilities."

The voice of the giant tree demon god seemed to become a little tired. This tree soul branch should contain the true source of its body. Yue Heng respectfully put the tree soul clone into the Qiankun bag, bowed to the giant tree that slowly gathered together, full of gratitude and ecstasy.

The immortal peach fruit has miraculous effect on breaking through the bottleneck of literati and expanding the capacity of the literati's divine palace. It is definitely a rare strange thing in the Zhongyuan world.

The most important thing is that the tree soul clone has all the abilities of the giant tree demon god. Think about the difficult-to-attack and easy-to-defend fog valley, and various miraculous fogs that can block Fuxi's stars. As long as the ground is handled well, it will be the next Peach Blossom Land. How could Yue Heng not be excited?

Fatty Lei and the other two stared at Yue Heng, watching him do all this silently. After he recovered from his calmness, he looked up at the giant tree covering the sky, and wanted to speak but stopped. It was obviously because he was worried that the giant tree would hear what he said.

Yue Heng waved his hand with a smile and raised a glass of wine: "It's okay, let's continue drinking!"

Min Ruogu burst into laughter, then pouted and said, "You still drink it! Look at you, you are not dressed in a mess, with open chest and arms, where is the image of a gentle and gentle literary man? You are not allowed to drink it anymore, give me the wine pot!"

Wen Xinyue also sighed softly: "Xiaobai has fallen. Do you two let us two women stand squatting and look at you? Young Master Yue, has this resonance article not affected you? My martial soul has been inspiring for a long time, and I must calm down and practice at this moment."

Yue Heng smiled and said, "Xiaoyue, you can practice it quickly. The martial soul is turbulent, but you may take the opportunity to break through! The alcohol in my body just now spread out, and I was not drunk at this time, so it would be okay to drink it again!"

Fatty Lei burped out a hiccup at the right time. The more the two women persuaded him, the more crazy he became. He pulled his hands and pulled the robe on his chest into a chest-opening suit. He patted his chest and shouted loudly: "Fatty Lei is still here, and he can still stand up. Let's continue to drink, and we don't stop drunk!"

With a thud, Fatty Lei fell to the ground and fell to Xiaobai. He fell asleep and even smashed his mouth. He had endless aftertaste and was drunk.

Yue Heng had already checked the Divine Palace. The powerful power of Fuxi's star power just now was like the water of a river hitting mountain streams and streams. Such a huge talent entered his body and then passed it to the Huichun Wenpan, which unknowingly doubled the capacity of his Divine Palace.

Yue Heng, who has always used resonance texts to nurture literary tales, tempers the divine palace, and hone his literary heart, is originally twice as strong as other literati of the same level. In other words, his talent and capacity at this moment exceeded that of a third-level bachelor's degree, and reached the level of a fourth-level confucian scholar.

"The Book of Peach Blossom Spring" is about refining the heart, and "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" is also about refining the heart. There is no level difference between firm literary heart, but there is a difference between strength and weakness. Without a strong and firm literary heart, it cannot support the literati's practice of seeking victory.
Chapter completed!