Soon, Guan Heng and Lou Xiu found two other stone balls in the dark corner nearby. When they put the things into the grooves of the stone sink, no movement occurred.

"Oh, it seems to be useless." Lou Xiu scratched his head and said, "Let's go, if you stay here..."

"Don't be so impatient." After saying this, Guan Heng first took out the ancient tree roots from his arms and placed them in the stone sink, and then pulled out the Jumang sword. The sword suddenly showed green spiritual energy and surrounded the stone sink in an instant.

"Swish swish swish swish swish---" In the next moment, three stone balls rotated rapidly in their respective holes. Then, a small hole in the stone sink suddenly burst into water, making a "rattle".

"Gudu, Gudu..." The spiritual roots of ancient trees soaked in the overflowing stone sink continued to absorb the surrounding water spirit aura. In the blink of an eye, the cracked bark on the surface of the withered tree roots gradually wrapped around and tightened, and then a hint of green appeared, and even a few tiny buds drilled out.

"Great, the spiritual roots of the ancient tree have been restored to life. What is the origin of this spring? It has such a miraculous effect."

Guan Heng was overjoyed when he saw the abnormality of the tree roots. He felt a little moved: "Wait, since this water can give the tree roots a chance to be reborn, can my Jumang sword be..."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng immediately put the Jumang Sword into the spring water.

"Swish swish swish swish swish-hiss--" With the strange sound, the Jumang Sword was also constantly absorbing the spring water. Its sword body instantly revealed a stronger wood spirit aura. Guan Heng nodded secretly in his heart, which proved that his judgment was not wrong.

At this time, the water spirit energy absorbed by the spiritual roots of the ancient tree had been saturated. Guan Heng picked it up and the Jumang sword absorbed a lot again, causing the water level in the stone sink to drop by several inches, and the sword body suddenly buzzed.

"What? Why is Jumang Jian unwilling to suck away all the spiritual energy of the spring water?"

Guan Heng realized the reason the next moment. Now that the sword blade of the Jumang Sword was broken, it would not be an exaggeration to suck all the water spirit energy away in order to repair his own damage. However, in that case, the flowers, plants and trees here in Guishan would lose the water spirit moisturizing. This kind of thing cannot be done by Jumang Sword.

"I understand." Guan Heng put away the Jumang Sword at this time, then took out a bamboo tube filled with spring water, leaving all the rest in the stone sink.

"Lou Xiu, let's go." Hearing the news that he could leave here, Lou Xiu almost cried with joy: "I can finally get out of this broken place."

...

After a while, the cliff at the top of the northern foot of Guishan Mountain.

"You go quickly, don't come to Guishan again in the future." Guan Heng said in a somewhat intimidating tone at this time: "There are some of the powerful ghost-controlling powerhouses here that are better than me. If you meet them, your life will be unsafe."

"Okay, monster weasel, let's go quickly." The experience in the cave completely scared Lou Xiu, a half-black man. He picked up his golden-bearded monster weasel and ran towards the bottom of the mountain. He looked like a monster was chasing him behind him.

"Hmph, if I hadn't seen you honestly, I wouldn't have let you go." Guan Heng glanced at the other party's back at this time, and then returned to the ancient tree with his spiritual roots.

"Gaga-gu-gu." At this time, the red-faced giant owl who was building a nest on the ancient tree flew to Guan Heng. When the guy saw the spiritual roots in Guan Heng's hand, he screamed happily.

"It seems that your bond with this ancient tree is quite deep." Guan Heng nodded slightly and placed his spiritual roots in the dug soil ridge. This was exactly where the tree roots were broken.

"Chala--" The spring water containing the rich water spirit aura in the bamboo tube sprinkled across the tree roots, and Guan Heng used the golden light ghost to release the spiritual aura. The surrounding wood spirit array flag and floating Jumang sword acted at the same time. The withered and desolate body of the ancient tree finally began to be covered with a long-lost green light.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish-" The branches of the tree danced with the wind at this time, and the dead branches turned into tender branches that wrapped in meticulous textures. Then, countless buds and buds formed in an instant.

Seeing this, Guan Heng chuckled: "It's great, this ancient tree is about to recover, and it's not in vain for all his efforts."

"Gugu...gugu..."

The red-faced giant owl also shook slightly when she saw this scene and was moved. For many years, it has been living on this tree. This tree sheltered from wind and rain and called it home. After the ancient tree withered and lost its vitality, the giant owl never left because it was reluctant to leave it.

"Huh?!" Guan Heng had just finished watering the spring water and took two steps back. The ancient tree that was gradually regaining vitality moved slightly in an instant. A green soul shadow suddenly appeared above. The object slowly whirled out and said, "Thank you, my benefactor who saved me from danger."

"It turns out that the ancient tree has spirits. You are the wood spirit born from this ancient tree, right?" Guan Heng said loudly at this time: "You have to be welcome. I am the new elder of the witch clan of Guishan and the Wood God Messenger. Helping you with your strength is all your duty."

"You are Mu, the special envoy of Mu God?!"

"Swish." Hearing this, the green soul shadow suddenly fell in front of Guan Heng, and then turned into a graceful human form. It turned out to be a woman wearing a green leaf crown. She knelt down on her knees and kept saying, "Thank you for your re-creation of the envoy. I am grateful and grateful."

"Hey, I wouldn't have identified my identity if I had known it. Get up quickly." When Guan Heng finished speaking, he suddenly subconsciously shouted: "Oh, I think you look so familiar?"

"Familiar? This is impossible." The green-capped woman stood up and whispered with a little nervousness: "I have been the mother of the Mu Ling in Guishan since a thousand years ago, but I have never seen you, the special envoy, but a few others..."

"I know, you are talking about the five people Xue Yi, Huang Teng, Shang Ze, Yan Gong and Gu Mei? I have met them." Guan Heng's mind flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he said, "Oh, I know why you look familiar with me. Your appearance is exactly the same as the mother of Tushan Mu Ling."

"Yes, Tushan Muling, yes, is my maid's little sister." Guishan Muling said timidly at this time: "We were originally branches that grew up in the same ancient spiritual tree. Later, we were transplanted in Guishan and Tushan respectively. We have not met for thousands of years. I would like to ask, sir, is my sister okay?"

"Ah, you said she is very good. Tushan Muling likes music. She is probably studying with Shang Ze at this time." Guan Heng smiled in his heart: "I just don't know what Shang Ze's methods are. Have you already chased the girl Muling?"

"The special envoy saved me from danger and brought me news about Sister Tushan. I really don't know how to thank you. Please give me a prayer from my maid." Hearing the other party's words, Guan Heng quickly said, "No need, it's all a trivial matter."

Then, he turned the subject and asked, "But, I want to ask, why did the ancient spiritual tree like you, which has stood for thousands of years, suddenly lose its vitality?"
Chapter completed!