The soul of wood condenses the soul.

When he heard the next four words, Han Chen suddenly felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

"That Wood's soul is so magical? Can you directly enter the immortal realm?"

"You think beautiful." Ye Xiaoke gave Han Chen a angrily glance. The more you looked, the more you dislike it. "You rusty bun, how good is there in the world? You have just entered the immortal realm! If this is the case, the dwarves will not be against the will of heaven? Which sect dares to provoke them?"

Han Chen was a little embarrassed to be scolded. Indeed, if that was the case, the dwarves could be filled with powerful people in the longevity realm, so why bother to be bullied by the major empires in Wanxiongzhou?

"What is the function of the soul of wood?"

"Do you know that martial arts practitioners in Tongtian Realm must meet two conditions when entering the immortal realm?"

“Which two?”

"First is a breakthrough in the realm. Second, it is to condense the soul and achieve the immortal body..."

Of course, the so-called immortal body here does not mean that a strong man in a certain long-term habitat can live forever. Instead, it means that once his body is destroyed, he can still survive for a long time in the form of a soul.

The body of the strong in the longevity realm will continue to age, but the speed of aging will be reduced to the lowest state. The strong in the longevity realm will live for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, but there will still be no problem. The specific one depends on the strength of cultivation.

After they grow old and die, their souls will also decline and weaken. When the oil well lights dry up, they will slowly disappear into the underworld.

If you want to truly achieve immortality, you must continue to make breakthroughs and reach a higher level.

Even so, compared with ordinary humans for a short hundred years, the realm of immortality is the highest realm that countless people dream of. If they have a lifespan of hundreds or even thousands of years, they are capable of pursuing higher breakthroughs.

"What are the differences between these two conditions?" Han Chen asked.

"There are different places. If the realm is broken through but the soul cannot be condensed, this is called the 'False Eternal Realm'. The strength is stronger than the ninth level of Tongtian Realm and will not be higher. This realm cannot be considered an immortal body, because there is no soul, and once the body dies, it will be gone."

"Is there a soul condensed, but the realm of immortality has not reached the realm of immortality?" Han Chen asked.

"Then what kind of cultivation you have is what realm you have. Except for those who are not as strong as those in the immortality, they have almost all the characteristics of the immortality. For example, if you don't have to worry about the consumption of martial arts power during battle, if you die accidentally, you can continue to survive with your soul."

Ye Xiaoke explained Han Chen in detail, opened his red lips and continued.

"However, this situation is rare. Most people condense their souls after breaking through the realm of immortality. This success rate is higher. However, if they can further break through before condensed souls, the speed of cultivation will increase faster, and both have their own advantages."

Han Chen nodded and finally understood this. "Is the Wood Soul helping the martial artist condense his soul?"

"Well." Ye Xiaoke replied softly, "The soul of wood is an absolute treasure of heaven and earth, and it is the essence-primordial power born from the origin of wood. If it washes bones and marrow, it can form a trace of the soul power in the body of martial arts cultivator. Although this soul power is far from enough to condense the true soul, if it is nourished slowly, it will be very helpful for the future impact on the immortality."

"I see."

Han Chen then suddenly realized that the dwarves actually hid such good resources. Although it was just a trace of the power of the soul, this small step must be comparable to that of ordinary people for several years of hard work.

No wonder those arrogant geniuses in the sects on weekdays were so polite when they saw the clan leader Tu Xinzhen. It turned out that they were all asking for help.

"Then will you come here to obtain the soul of the wood, and will you cause any losses to the dwarves?"

Ye Xiaoke hesitated for a moment and shook his head uncertainly, "It probably won't be possible!"

"You are wrong. Your behavior can be described as unmeasurable to our dwarves." At this moment, a voice filled with a bit of resentment came over.

Hanchen and Ye Xiaoke were both shocked and looked in the direction of the sound. In the night sky, a strong dwarf with a height of nearly 1.6 meters appeared in the sight of the two.

Paso?

Hanchen was stunned. The person who came was Paso. Because he hated humans very much, and he was Pazzi's grandson, Hanchen had a very deep impression of Paso.

Paso walked towards this side with steady steps, staring at Ye Xiaoke, and anger could be vaguely seen on his face.

"Do you know what the soul of wood is for us dwarves? It is the spring of life in our tribe. Because of the soul of wood, this jungle will remain vibrant and produce delicious fruits for us to eat. It is also because of the soul of wood, our land, that precious mineral veins and refining materials..."

Paso seemed very excited, and Ye Xiaoke was so scared that he kept hiking behind Hanchen.

"It is precisely because of the soul of wood that our jungle has a defensive protection umbrella. You don't know how important the soul of wood is to our tribe. Even we dare not enjoy them ourselves. But it is you outsiders, outsiders who have nothing to do with us, who take away the essence of the soul of the soul of the soul again and again like robbers."

"Don't glar at me!" Ye Xiaoke was so scared that he hugged Han Chen's back and grabbed Han Chen's arm tightly. "Since the soul of the wood is so important, you can refuse to provide it!"

"Haha, refuse?" Paso sneered, his laughter filled with mockery. "Will you want it if you say no? We did reject someone at the beginning, but it was his forced coercion. As long as we don't provide him with it, he will tell our tribe that the soul of the wood will be revealed and tell the world..."

At first, no one knew that the dwarves had the soul of wood.

But where is the airtight wall in the world?

The dwarves possess the most treasures in the world, and the matter of the Soul of the Wood was soon known to outsiders. At the beginning, only one or two people knew about this.

After the dwarves met their requirements and obtained the Soul of Wood, they all agreed not to pass on the matter. But things were not that simple. Later, more and more people knew about it.

Every time the soul of the wood is extracted, it will fall into a period of decline. After the period of decline, it will take at least three years to recover successfully.

And this year is the third year since the last time.

So when the patriarch Du Xinzhen saw people from various sects, he did not show much surprise, but only the indefinite and unexplainable helplessness.

Sword Sect, Xuanyuan Gate, Puppet Sect, Demon Puppet City, and Yingge City. These five sects all know that the dwarves have the soul of wood, but they did not publish this secret to the public in order to obtain and use this magical resource for a long time.

After all, if it is made public, then countless people will come here together, with more wolves and less meat. The consequences will be unimaginable.

The dwarves were forced to let them exploit themselves, so that they could keep their secrets and prevent the dwarves from suffering a catastrophe.

"You humans are simply a group of vicious vampires who will never satisfy your appetite." Paso cursed hatefully, his red eyes showing reluctance.

Ye Xiaoke was almost crying, his watery big eyes were full of grievances. "Don't scold me, I just don't want your Wood Spirit."

Han Chen couldn't help but sigh. He was really moved when he heard Ye Xiaoke telling how magical Wood's soul was. But now he doesn't want to ask for it anymore.

"I will leave in two days, and I won't tell outsiders about this." Han Chen said.

Paso clenched his fists, and a little complicated in his eyes surged. "Friend Hanchen, I respect your character, and I apologize to you for the daytime events. However, the patriarch has decided to let you enjoy the soul of the wood."

"I……"

"You don't have to push back. We are clearly divided into grudges and grudges. We will repay you for your kindness to the dwarves. But I just don't want to give up. Other outsiders just hold on to our handle and squeeze endlessly. This made me very angry."

Paso's fists were tightly pinched, his eyes were filled with pain, and his voice was choked, "Friend Hanchen, I'm sorry, I'm so excited. I can't control myself. Just now, more than a hundred tribesmen were caught outside by the damn vicious human."

"Why?" Han Chen's face changed suddenly, and his brows frowned, "It's so late, why are you going out to do?"

"Because the soul of the wood is about to be drawn, there will be many fruit trees in the jungle that will not grow in a year. We must stock up on sufficient food. So we all have to leave the jungle and go outside to pick fruits. But those damn humans are waiting for us..."

Speaking of this, Paso still couldn't help but choke and cried, and his teeth clattered, "This has been the tenth time that the tribe members have been hunted down in just a few months. In just a few months, we have been captured more than two thousand tribe members. Why..."

Paso sat on the ground, holding his head with his hands and cried, "Why are we? If they didn't come here to ask for the soul of the wood, the fruit trees in the jungle would not bear fruit, and we wouldn't have to go outside to take risks. Why is it our tribe, wuwu..."

Paso cried like a child, from childhood to adulthood, first as a grandfather, then as a parent, and now as a tribe member. He left him one by one. This was painful for Paso, and even more sad for the dwarves.

Ye Xiaoke didn't realize that tears came out, "We just don't want the soul of Wood."

Han Chen didn't say anything, his deep eyes flashed with a cold chill. His throat rolled gently, and he spit out a few words coldly.

"The dwarves may be able to fight back."
Chapter completed!