The Immortal Tree Starts at the Beginning, Specializing in Catching Female Evil Cultivators as Fertilizer.

[The protagonist is inhuman + no system + group portrait] The old martial artist in the village wrote a poem: "There are trees in the North Ming Dynasty. The trees are very big. They can escape the heat in the summer and pick fruits in the autumn. A woman can touch them and become beautiful; a child can hug them and they will be smart and intelligent." Zhao Shu: Bah! What rubbish soy sauce poetry. When I collect enough female evil cultivators, I will leave this ungrateful place overnight! ! Until in the middle of the night, I overheard the woman whispering: "Evil cultivators select young girls to suck out their essence and blood..." Zhao Shu was ecstatic: Is there such a good thing? When the demon girl from the Blood Demon Sect twists the waist of the water snake to kill at the entrance of the village, she sees a giant vine bursting out and strangling the demon girl's willow waist. The evil energy rushes into the heart of the tree along the roots: "Well... This evil spirit is much more powerful than the village girl!" As a result of his cultivation through evil cultivating, he gave Liang Qingxuan, a beautiful woman from Qiao Village, a Taoist realm; he picked up an ancient witch and hung it on a tree root to recuperate. Fairy Luoxia used her spiritual consciousness to explore the divine tree, but was severely damaged by the ancient divine text that burned her soul! He hurriedly saluted and ran away, triggering panic in the entire audience! The powerful master of Ji Jian Sect sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost!" He approached the sacred tree and presented a gilded wooden box - in the box was a demon alien. The top ten on the fire list [Earth-Swallowing Fire]! "I accept this gift." "You... Take this 'reward'!" In an instant, the moon shines through the sky! The Luoyue Bow appears in this world with an arrow. Where is this tree? He is clearly a giant from ancient times covered in tree bark! "Punch away with one punch, lest a hundred punches come -" Zhao Shu sneered and stroked his bow: "The next one who wants to die, just come!"