MTL - My Master is a Bug-Chapter 560 Memories of the Babel

Fang Mu did not expect that he would be despised.

However, after thinking about it, he also felt that Jiang Yao had something to say.

His cultivation time was too short, and it took most of his time to improve his realm by leaps and bounds to the point where he could fight Yasheng.

He really hadn't had the experience to study that kind of scheming tricks.

Fang Mu thought for a while, and then asked, "If that's the case, how can I be sure that you won't secretly plot against me?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Yao's pretty face immediately became too tangled together.

In fact, she could find several reasons to answer casually.

For example, if she was born from pure water, she would not easily give birth to evil thoughts.

For another example, she never took the initiative to harm any sub-sage in the last era.

However, she also knew that Fang Mu would not listen to this explanation.

Fang Mu was not from her generation, and he didn't know her background or past, so he would never believe such words.

What's more tricky is that a strong man like Fang Mu who has grown up quickly in the face of adversity will not easily pin his own safety on the kindness of the other party.

Jiang Yao thought about it for a while, and finally could only pouted and said:

"What we signed is not a life-and-death alliance, just to deal with those old guys who bullied me together.

Even if I want to plot against you, you will not fall into desperation.

At that time, I will be liquidated by those old guys.

You don't think I'd be stupid enough to do such a thing? "

Fang Mu pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This alliance does not seem to be dangerous.

If only the two of us were involved, I wouldn't have so many questions.

But there are four other sub-sages who are implicated in you.

I still want to be more secure. "

Fang Mu paused a bit when he said this, and then asked: "There are countless immortal arts in the last era, isn't there a way to win my trust?"

When Jiang Yao heard this, her whole body suddenly felt a little bad.

She said with a messy face: "How can there be an Asian saint who specializes in researching immortal techniques to win people's trust!

Even if there is such an immortal art, it is mostly researched by immortals who often cheat people so much that no one dares to believe them.

Do you want to form an alliance with that kind of person? "

Fang Mu thought for a while and said, "It also makes sense.

But this time, after all, you took the initiative to come to me to form an alliance, and you still have to show some sincerity. "

Jiang Yao pursed her lips and said, "I already gave you the idea of ​​​​the divine tree a few months ago, so that you can clear up the grievances of Foul Xiatian, isn't sincerity enough?"

Fang Mu said without hesitation, "Not enough!"

Jiang Yao: "…"

She looked at Fang Mu, who seemed to be expressionless by nature, and her chest heaved violently.

Where did Fang Mu ask her to prove her sincerity, she simply wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

At this moment, Jiang Yao didn't even want to pay attention to this guy.

But she hesitated again when she thought of the few Asian saints who were outside her realm and had been extracting her own power.

Jiang Yao was silent for a while before sighing softly:

"I have been silent for hundreds of thousands of years in the void, and I really can't come up with anything that will make your heart move.

The most I can do is to help you hide the fluctuations when you are swallowing the Dirty Heaven.

Using this condition in exchange for you to help me get out of trouble, this transaction is not a loss for you. "

Fang Mu faintly felt that there might really be nothing to squeeze out of Jiang Yao.

But he thought about it and continued: "Then how can I be sure that you won't take the opportunity to threaten me when I'm covering up my breath?"

This question made Jiang Yao silent for a while.

She actually wanted to say that as long as there are middle conditions when signing the contract, she will never violate it.

But she also knew that Fang Mu would not believe a sub-sage's contract.

Jiang Yao was silent for a moment, and then reluctantly pointed at the sapling of the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree: "You can ask it!"

Fang Mu was slightly taken aback and said, "You mean, ask the Heavenly Divine Tree?"

Jiang Yao nodded and said, "The fact that this branch of the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree chose to take root in your Canglang Realm means that it has put everything on you.

It won't lie to you! "

There's nothing wrong with that.

As the master of Canglang Realm, Fang Mu has a very strong ability to control the Divine Tree of Heaven, which has taken root in Canglang Realm.

But he was still a little puzzled: "Can the Heavenly Divine Tree tell if you lied to me?"

Jiang Yao did not continue to explain, but used illusory fingertips to outline in front of him.

After a while, there was an additional visualization in front of her.

She pointed to the visualization map and said, "When you visualize this map, you can see the memory of the Heavenly Tree.

When the class will know, I will not lie to you. "

Fang Mu still had some doubts in his heart, but Jiang Yao obviously did not intend to continue explaining.

He could only suppress the doubts in his heart and check this visualization.

After confirming that there was no problem, he visualized the pattern in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As this pattern was completely reflected in Fang Mu's sea of ​​consciousness, an unfamiliar part gradually emerged.

Fang Mu seemed to have transformed into a sapling, perceiving the whole world from a peculiar perspective.

Not far from the sapling is a clear spring.

That Wang Qingquan looked unremarkable, but it exuded a familiar atmosphere.

That is the breath of the water saint Jiang Yao.

It's just that the aura in the clear spring is far less tyrannical than the current Jiang Yao.

Under the continuous watering of this Wangqingquan, the saplings grow taller and taller, and the breath becomes stronger and stronger.

However, as the sapling continued to grow~www.novelbuddy.com~ it finally appeared in the vision of the fairy.

A fairy with a vague appearance was attracted by the precious light of this tree.

Fortunately, the immortal did not cut down this precious tree, but built a thatched hut here and lived in seclusion.

It's just that every few hundred years he breaks a branch off the tree.

This memory is obviously very old, and when it is so long, even the **** tree has forgotten the appearance of the immortal.

But the pain of the branches being broken is still very clear.

Because when the immortal cut off the branches, he also collected the essence of the tree of the gods, making it extremely weak.

Every time the branch of the Heavenly God Tree is broken, it will frantically absorb the spring water below to supplement its own consumption.

For the first few million years, the Tongtian Divine Tree was confused and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Until one day, the immortal who settled here was killed, and the tree that had not yet grown into the sky was split into dead wood.

At that time, the spiritual consciousness of the Tongtian Divine Tree, which had not yet grown, suddenly realized that it was about to die.

But just when his consciousness was about to dissipate, a warm current suddenly emerged from the deepest part of its main root.

This warm current flows upstream along its broken roots, wrapping its spiritual consciousness.