The Fusang divine tree had sealing arrays within it, but the spirit of the divine tree could ignore those seals.
The point of the seals was precisely to call forth the tree spirit…
If that was the case, couldn’t the tree spirit create some sort of illusion to lure those experts from the Dawn lands to come and seize the treasure?
Wang Jixuan’s thoughts suddenly became lively.
But when he looked over at the tree spirit that had already started watching cartoons with Little Huating, he felt a little guilty.
The tree spirit was far too easy to fool, to the point that…
Taoist Wang was starting to feel uneasy!
Who could have guessed;
the Fusang tree’s spirit was already showing signs of taking form, and it was so innocent; he had originally planned to capture the tree spirit, refine it and thereby deepen his own understanding of the Greenwood Dao.
Now, to refine a quasi-human spirit… the idea made his stomach twist a little.
Well, if it didn’t work he could always fall to demonic ways and refine it with demonic arts…
Just joking, joking.
Wang Jixuan said, “Disciple.”
“Ah!” Little Huating replied in a clear voice.