True King of Goldfinger

The stone lit up in thanks, and he set out on his way again. He practiced the breathing method, studied the physical realm in the early stage, and his physical fitness was even stronger than that of an adult, and he walked tirelessly for a day. On the way, he kept running the breathing method, trying to integrate the breathing method into the habitual movements of the body, thinking that when he slept at night, the body could also automatically run the breathing method. But the physical exertion was huge, and after a while his walking speed slowed down.

Soon the night fell, and Stone thought that he would end his journey today. He opened his backpack, and his grandmother prepared some meatloaf and vegetable cakes for him, meatloaf as a necessary supplement for physical strength, and he had to eat it in two or three days, otherwise it would be spoiled, but there were a lot of vegetable cakes, enough for him to eat Tangcheng.

"It's delicious. The stone patted his stomach and his mouth was full of oil. He lay beside the tree, looking at the night sky, and the meteors crossed like a beam of fire.

Grandma used to say that grandpa watched him from the sky, and when he was mischievous, grandpa would get angry. When he was a child, the stone would be taken seriously, but when he grew up a little, he was unscrupulous, and he did all kinds of destruction, and the plants in the village were not known how much he interrupted.

"I don't know what grandma is doing now, maybe she went to bed early, like before. What are you doing at this time, maybe you're preparing tomorrow's tea. Satsuki, she's about the same age as me, I don't know how many spells she's learned. There is also an old pig, I don't know if he was bullied without my big brother covering him. Stone thought about it, and sleepiness hit. The breeze blew through his sideburns, and the insects cried incessantly.

Perhaps the stone didn't notice it, but when he fell asleep, his body actually ran the breathing method on its own, and the air around him trembled, and an invisible air flow surrounded him. Every inch of his skin greedily absorbed the silver moonlight and starlight, and the energy swam between his body, constantly strengthening his body.

The morning sun shone down, and the blinding light penetrated the stone's eyelids, and the stone woke up, yawning, and stretching comfortably. With three days to go before the Silver Mining City, he trotted like a hurricane through the wilderness, startling the sparrows.

Silver Mining City, famous for the production of silver moon mines. This ore is of great benefit to cultivators, and the purified metal in it is rich in spiritual energy, which can increase the flow of spiritual energy in the body. As a subsidiary town in the south of Tangcheng, it controls the material transportation of various towns in the south of Tangcheng, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the lifeblood of material transportation in the south of Tangcheng. Where there are interests, there are rivers and lakes, and the mining authority of ore is in the hands of several big families, and several of their families are fighting openly and secretly, and they all want to eat the mining authority in each other's hands. However, under the jurisdiction of the city lord, several families did not dare to go too far, so they had to use other methods to limit the ability of their opponents, such as monopolizing merchant purchases by lowering the price of their own Silver Moon Mine, or raising the price to make people advertise that their Silver Moon Mine was a high-quality product, and the other ones were all defective, and the effect was not as good as their own.

The people of the City Lord's Mansion are also happy to see this kind of competition, and only with competition can they continue to move forward, and the mining and sale of Yinyue Ore can become bigger and bigger. With the business of the Silver Moon Mine alone, it can maintain the continuous vitality of the Silver Mine City and attract the big merchants of Tang City to do business here.

Soon, the stone saw the silver mining city under a huge mountain range comparable to the sky, and the walls were all whitewashed with minerals. An ancient tree can be seen with the naked eye in the city, and its huge canopy hangs over the city.

At the gates, there were people and ox-carts coming and going, pulling the ore from the mines, and the silver light flashed as if to show their value.

The stone followed the crowd, and the gate guards were lazily monitoring the passing crowd. As the lifeblood of mineral transportation in the south of Tang City, Silver Mining City has a strong man. If the realm is too high for the guards to solve, the strong will know exactly when it happened, and almost in the blink of an eye, the strong will knock the troublemaker to the ground.

Stone entered the city smoothly, and he thought that the guards at the city gate would stop him for questioning, but the guards didn't look at him as a plainly dressed boy.

As soon as I entered the city gate, the magnificent buildings came into view, and at the end of the avenue, the towering tree stood tall, and the falling leaves were immediately picked up.

Stone had never seen such a large tree before, and his inquisitive nature was freed, and he ran to the big tree with a puff of smoke.

"With such a big tree, I don't know if it will bear fruit, but if it bears fruit, it must be very large. The stone thought, he looked at it, but found nothing like fruit.

Next to him, a middle-aged man was reverently reciting the scriptures, his hands folded, and his expression was serious. Stone thought this man was strange, he was dressed in a white robe, and he did not move for a long time, but he only read words that he could barely hear.

"Uncle, what scripture do you recite to this big tree, can it make the fruit grow bigger and sweeter? Shi walked in front of the middle-aged man, and he vaguely felt that the middle-aged man had an aura of intimacy.

"Alas. As if he hadn't heard the stone call him, the middle-aged man finally sighed, "You're sick." "

"I'm sick? I'm not sick. Look at me this, this. The stone showed his arm, solid and powerful, full of exuberant life.

"Little friend, I'm not talking to you, I'm referring to the tree being sick. The middle-aged man grimaced, and he pointed to the towering tree behind the stone.

"If you are sick, you can cure it, Grandpa Wang of our village, no matter what tree is sick, he can cure it. Shi warmly explained, saying that he could call Grandpa Wang to help heal.

"Thank you. The middle-aged man, perhaps moved by the sincerity of the stone, bowed, "But this tree is not something that can be healed by man." "

"This tree is called Yinhui Ancient Tree, and its existence is very long, maybe 10,000 years, at that time there was no Tang City, let alone Silver Mining City. The ancient tree has absorbed the essence of the earth's leylines for thousands of years, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and in some time, maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe longer, it may be able to cultivate into a conscious being. The middle-aged man told the story, as if revealing a long-sealed past.

"Six hundred years ago, our ancestors came here and they found this ancient tree under the mountain. This silver glow ancient tree is very old, it is impossible to calculate how many years it has grown, the ancestors felt that it would be a good choice to settle down here, here is a surging aura, is a natural cave blessed land, the ancestors also set up rules, so that future generations to protect this big tree, protect it into a spirit. But a hundred years ago, an envoy from Tang City came to meet my ancestor, and I heard that it was a strong man who had attracted great energy. He was not a cultivator of the ordinary system, but specialized in cultivating the secret realm of qi induction like an ancient power, and raised his hand to see the purple qi surging, covering the sky and the sun. The middle-aged man began to look embarrassed, and the stones could see that he was unwilling.

"After the envoy demonstrated his supreme cultivation, he declared that he would establish a city here for the purpose of mining the Silver Moon Mine. Our ancestor was a master of the Psychic Realm, but in his temptation with the envoy of the Qi Channeling Secret Realm, he felt that he was far from being his opponent. In the end, the ancestor reluctantly allowed the creation of a city attached to Tang City here, but the ancestor also had a condition, no matter what, it would not affect the growth of the Yinhui Ancient Tree. The envoy agreed, and after the two parties signed the decree, Tang Cheng sent a lot of people to build the city, and after the construction was completed, most of them stayed in the city and settled down, which is the origin of Silver Moon City. The middle-aged man paused, and his mind seemed to go back to the past, when there were only villages.

"It was during that time that the ancient tree began to stop growing, the over-mining of the silver moon ore has led to the lack of earth's leyline aura, and we have depended on it for generations, and we can feel that it has been stuck in this state for a long time, and even there is some kind of tumor in its body, which is eating away at its life source. The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and the ancient tree looked luxuriant, but except for their clan, no one could see the decay in the shadows, and they were helpless about the source and existence of the poisoning tumor of the ancient tree.

"Could it be that the ancient tree is really going to fall at the hands of our generation? With that, the middle-aged man couldn't cry, and the passers-by on the street cast curious glances, and finally walked away.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man was stunned, he looked around, looked at the crowd coming and going, and then looked at the children in front of him.

"Did you hear any strange voices just now?" the middle-aged man asked Shishi, who had just vaguely heard someone telling him that he didn't have to be sad, that he was just a new Nirvana.

"No, only Uncle you're talking. The stone shook his head, he was affected by the emotions of the middle-aged man, and he also felt very sad, it would be a pity if such a big fruit tree died.