Standing on a low mountain, Liang Dong looked at the towering Eagle Rock in front of him, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

Eagle Rock is only the highest part of Wanying Mountain where a group of eagles perch, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the mountain is surrounded by countless strong winds. The higher you go, the stronger the wind becomes, halfway up the mountain, you can almost clearly see the wind blade disappearing with life, such a place, not to mention the strong man at the peak of the day after tomorrow, even if the innate monk comes, he doesn't want to go well.

However, it was a strange mountain, and at the highest point of the peak, the strong wind suddenly dissipated, allowing countless flying eagles to nest in it, but humans could not take half a step. It's as if these countless strong winds are emitted by the mountain itself, which is extremely weird.

And what is even more surprising is the wind god tree that grows on Wanying Mountain. Fengshen Wood is a very special strange wood, it is born by the wind, but it is destroyed by the strong wind, in the endless grinding, difficult growth,

From the position where Liang Dong stands, you can clearly see everything on Wanying Mountain, when you are at the foot of the mountain, everything is normal, everything grows, the grass and trees are flourishing, and the sheep are everywhere, and they are full of vitality and safety. However, in such an environment, there is not even half of the Fengshen Tree, and it seems that it is extremely disdainful of the peaceful ecology in front of it.

As we walked up the hillside, the wind began to slowly strengthen, the vegetation gradually withered and yellowed, and there was nothing left on the hillside with bare mountains and strong winds.

It was not until halfway up the hill that there was a wind god wood forest attached to the mountain, and the higher it went, the more prosperous the wind god tree became. However, after fifty meters on the slope of the mountain, the almost formed wind blade cut each distraction tree, and those that could continue to grow upwards began to decrease sharply, and if they went up about thirty meters, the wind god wood could no longer see half of it, and the sharp wind blades were in groups, cutting everything, and the most powerful part of the wind blade seemed to be cracked one after another where even the space was cut.

Today is Saturday, Liang Dongtian has already set off from the academy before dawn, and even the morning class is completed in the mountains, and when he arrived here, the big day has already risen in the sky.

Liang Dong did not immediately go up the mountain to harvest the Wind God Tree, but first observed the surrounding terrain, after all, this is an endless forest sea, countless middle and low-level demon beasts roaming among them, and if they are not careful, their bones will be gone.

To be honest, Liang Dong was able to come all the way here safely, thanks to his ability to listen to the wind, but Liang Dong wanted to stay here for two or three nights, and he still had a lot to do.

After searching the slopes around Wanying Mountain, Liang Dong finally found the most suitable hiding place in a porcupine beast cave behind Wanying Mountain. Although the smell here is terrible and the environment is very dirty, a small cave at the back of the cave, with all this, is a suitable retreat.

Liang Dong didn't come here to find a place to hide, but to have a place to hide and a place to retreat in the event of an accident.

The third-order porcupine beast in the cave only supported Liang Dong for less than a moment, and this was still under Liang Dong's Qingfeng Sword Technique. There weren't many wounds on the porcupine beast's body, except for a sword that went straight through its nostrils to the brain. It was precisely because there was not much smell of blood, coupled with the interference of the fishy smell of the pigs in the cave, that the other demon beasts would not notice anything strange here.

To be honest, at that moment, Liang Dong really wanted to cut off the most delicious part of this porcupine beast, and then sprinkle it with spices and roast it, but he just shook his head and put this thought behind him.

This is an endless forest sea, which can be said to be a layer of killing machines, and if you are not careful, you will attract endless demon beasts, especially when Liang Dong's strength is insufficient, he is looking for his own death.

Of course, these are just Liang Dong's miscellaneous thoughts, in the cave, Liang Dong also made a lot of arrangements, with his current cultivation, the layout of the formation is still a little insufficient, but in the cave, bury a few ghost needle vines, sprinkle spiritual water, cloth spiritual runes, just right for him.

The place where Liang Dong really needed to rest was not here, but in an ordinary small cave at the foot of Wanying Mountain. That is, this kind of small cave can still be found at the foot of the mountain, and on the mountainside, let alone a cave, he can't even find a crack in the mountain, not even a broken rock.

Liang Dong stepped on the top of Wanying Mountain, everything was fine at the foot of the mountain, but the higher he went, the stronger the wind became, Liang Dong had to use the true power in his body to ensure that he was not blown down by the strong wind, and on the mountainside, he almost had to use all his true power to finally stabilize his body.

It wasn't until he stood in the middle of the Fengshen Wood Forest, with his back against a Fengshen Tree, that Liang Dong was slightly better.

After sweeping the ground for a week, Liang Dong's face was full of wry smiles, he originally wanted to plant a few ordinary grass vines here to support his body, but slowly on the ground a smooth, such a solid rock, Liang Dong could only smile helplessly.

The wind god tree is deeply rooted in the mountain stones, and in the countless strong winds, it grows firmly, and the branches are straight and slender. There are countless knots on top of the tree, each of which symbolizes its growth for one year. And with each passing year, the body between the two knots gets shorter and harder.

Most of the Wind God Trees around Liang Dong were around ten or twenty years, while the Wind God Trees needed for his mission were more than fifty years, which meant that he needed to go up a little further.

No wonder Mo Fei said that in a month's time, Liang Dong stood next to the fifty-year-old Fengshen Wood, carefully counted the fifty wooden knots, and then leaned his back against it, sat down, and then took out a steel cable from his body, tied himself to the Fengshen Wood, and completely fixed his body, and then began to harvest the Fengshen Wood.

Liang Dong took out the magic sword from his body and injected the true qi in his body, and the cyan light slowly emerged at the blade of the magic sword, and Liang Dong struggled to transform it into a jagged shape. This is not only a test of his ability to control his own true qi, but also a high level of mental power.

The sawtooth began to be sawed from under the bottom wooden knot, and the extremely jerky feeling came from Liang Dong's hand, and Liang Dong increased the strength of his true qi luck, and dealt with the Fengshen Wood in front of him little by little.

The strong wind blew from all directions, and after staying for a little longer, Liang Dong felt that his face was blown a little painful, his eyes were sore and unbearable, and tears flowed down involuntarily. Liang Dong could feel that not only his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears had been slightly damaged by such a strong wind.

Liang Dong couldn't help but reach out and wipe his tears, and at the same time released a part of his true qi to protect his head. At this time, he lifted the serration slightly, only to find that after such a long time, there was only an extremely shallow notch on the Fengshen Tree.

Liang Dong smiled helplessly, at this rate, he was afraid that it would take him a full three days to completely cut off a Wind God Tree. There can be no pause in this, because during this process, the wind god tree in front of him is also constantly being repaired. Liang Dong stopped for a while, and the small nicks that he had worked hard to make before had faded a little.

No wonder Murphy said that he might need a whole month, and Liang Dong finally understood it now.

For two hours, because he had to be distracted to resist the stimulation of his body's five senses by the strong wind outside, the true qi in Liang Dong's body was basically exhausted after two hours. Liang Dong was not forcibly insisted, put away all his things, untied the steel cables on his body, and Liang Dong walked down the mountain.

In the small cave, Liang Dong took out the drinking water and dry food he brought, and while eating, he was thinking about how to save his true qi and enhance the use time of the magic sword sawtooth.

Before recovering his true qi, Liang Dong carefully listened to the movements around him, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual, he carefully urged a few ghost needle vines and secretly ambushed them under the entrance of the cave, and then closed his eyes with a little peace of mind.

The last time he felled the Wind God Tree, Liang Dong's True Qi did not return to its best state, after all, all the way from Longmen Academy to eight hundred miles away, it was inevitable that the True Qi would be lost.

This time up the mountain again, Liang Dong was much more cautious, the more he went up, the stronger the wind, Liang Dong arrived at the previous wind god tree as quickly as possible, fixed his body at a very fast speed, and then took out a hood from his arms that only exposed his eyes, and then began to harvest the wind god tree again.

This time, nearly two hours had passed since the previous descent from the mountain, and it took Liang an hour to recover his true qi in these two hours, and then he rested for a while before going back up the mountain. In the past two hours, the small hole he had worked so hard to saw, had become much smaller.

The speed of the Fengshenmu's own repair was far above Liang Dong's expectations, Liang Dong glanced at it, and kept it in his heart, he took a light breath, took out the Zhenyuan saw again, and sawed the Fengshenmu in front of him little by little.

Sensing the friction between the True Yuan Flow and the Wind God Tree, Liang Dong slowly closed his eyes and focused all his energy on the Wind God Wood in front of him, he wanted to see how much time he could hold on this time.