Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

So, this is the truth behind your paralysis?

Co-authoring is indigestion?

It was indeed a bit absurd, but behind the absurdity, Song He realized some truths that were horrifying to think about. For example... the consciousness of heaven in this world is particularly immature.

But according to his understanding, this world is actually extremely vast, not to mention the five domains and three seas, but also the many small worlds, underground and sky that are attached to the big world.

It stands to reason that the development of the world is inseparable from the consciousness of heaven.

The stronger the world, the stronger the consciousness of heaven.

Monks living in the world will learn magical powers and methods that adapt to the laws of this world from the beginning. The stronger the world, the higher the upper limit of magical powers and methods.

This is also the reason why the Yuanying theory of Taiqing Miaoxuanzong has been promoting the upgrading and advancement of the world.

‘Could it be that the way of heaven in this world was raised artificially? ’ A bold idea emerged in his mind.

If this world has existed for a long time and has given birth to so many sects and monks who can ascend to the upper world, then the consciousness of heaven in this world should definitely be extremely powerful.

How could it be so weak?

Just because the black dumplings fed, that is, there are too many heavenly spirits from other worlds, are they holding up and causing indigestion?

"Then you, these black dumplings are actually the grievances of other worlds' heavenly spirits?"

Song He asked directly.

Tuanzi nodded, and then pointed at the golden sunflowers around him that were made of merit, clearly showing his happiness.

Before Song He could ask again, it suddenly grew larger and moved towards the former. The furry body wrapped around Song He, and one after another black balls wrapped in a colorless halo entered his body.

It's really very soft and warm.

It seems that everything can be put down and immersed in this warmth.

Subsequently,

He heard Tuanzi talking.

That voice was a purely neutral voice, with a lofty divinity: "I will give you three gifts. When I wake up, we will meet again."

After the sound ended, Song He's consciousness sank backward.

Following a brief period of darkness, a moment later, he was directly sent back to the body below.

ah? Is this the end?

He was a little confused.

There is still some aftertaste of the touch of heaven in my heart.

It's really better than any other spiritual beast, it's fluffy and soft. It would be really beautiful if it could be made into pillows and body pillows!

After thinking about it for a moment, he remembered the gift Tiandao had just mentioned.

What is that gift?

He quickly looked inside himself and found that nine black dumplings appeared on the trunk of the Mi Shen Tree. The dumplings were wrapped in a colorless halo, and inside were pure heavenly spirituality.

So this is the first gift?

It knows that it needs the spirituality of heaven...

What are the other two gifts?

"Immortal treasure!"

"How could it be broken through?"

"Strength is coming back here."

In confusion, he heard surprised sounds outside, so he opened his eyes, and saw several real God Transformers standing nearby looking up at the sky.

In the sky, the cloud-colored flags that originally covered the world were turbulent, and the white clouds were penetrated by a powerful force.

The poor little flag let out a cry, transformed into its original form, and fell into the hands of the god-transforming monks of Taiqing Miaoxuan Sect.

As the little flag was penetrated, there were no longer any barriers in this world. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, but they were not black clouds, but golden clouds.

There are many auspicious clouds and thousands of rays of light.

There was a beam of light falling towards Song River among the surging clouds. The beam of light is clear and bright, surrounded by glowing rays and auspicious clouds, and mixed with the light of stars and emerald green vegetation.

As if blessed in his soul, Song He knew the meaning of this light pillar: it was here to help him forge a golden elixir!

Tiandao's help in forming the elixir is definitely a sure profit, and it can even be said to be a good thing. After all, monks' cultivation is to seize the fortune of heaven and earth, and it is considered good if Tiandao does not grant thunder disasters.

Will he also help you establish a golden elixir?

It’s just a dream.

Anyone else would have been eager to accept this power and help him create a perfect golden elixir.

But Song He hesitated.

He once asked about the Four Seasons Treasure Tree, the Golden Pill Treasure Tree, and even the Baby-Giving Treasure Tree.

The latter told him that since the foundation was originally built through the foundation-building treasure tree, it was best to follow up with the other two trees.

As the inherited treasure of Shenye Sect.

Those two trees have even transcended the constraints of one world.

In a sense, it is better than the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building.

To make it natural, you need to make a complete set. Moreover, the Four Seasons Baoguangshu also mentioned to Song He the location of the two trees. Maybe he can find them yet.

‘However, we cannot refuse the kindness of Heaven. ’

Song He thought, if he couldn't find the treasure tree, he should leave himself a way out.

So he took out a lotus seed from the Mi Shen tree.

He raised it high and said loudly:

"Please put your power into this thing!"

"..."

The golden auspicious clouds and ten thousand rays of light obviously stopped for a breath.

The surrounding god-transforming monks were also stunned for a moment, looked at Song He, and shook their heads with a playful expression.

"That's quite clever."

"Tiandao Formation Pill, ha."

"There are good things and bad things."

They didn't know whether it was pity or praise.

If you miss this opportunity to form the Heavenly Dao Pill, you should be gone. Generally speaking, it is impossible to bargain with the Heavenly Dao. Although it is of little use, it is still a rare thing.

Then,

Several people watched the auspicious clouds and glow shrink rapidly, turning into a small beam of light and falling on the lotus seeds in Song He's hand.

A small seed is like an abyss, wildly devouring and absorbing the gifts from heaven, and heaven is also quite generous, allowing this lotus seed to swallow a lot.

When the entire seed became transparent and layers of auspicious clouds and glow could be seen inside, the power of heaven slowly receded but did not disappear.

Instead, it changed direction.

Heading straight towards the Chaos that was already suppressed.

The gods: "..."

"...What happened to this little friend and Tiandao?"

"So obedient."

"Could we be trapped in a phantom formation?"

They had never heard that gifts from heaven could be bargained for, and they were told to give them seeds but they were actually transferred - they were the seeds of a fifth-level spiritual plant.

In a sense, this kind of seed absorbs much more spiritual power than humans.

But the fact is that, not only the seeds, Song He is obviously surrounded by the golden light of merit, and the white sunflowers growing next to him are obviously a bit strange.

Even they are a little bit greedy for this kind of treasure given by heaven - they don't need it, so they can give it to their disciples.

There are always a few who seem to be very happy, but their cultivation is not very good, or they are not born to be cultivators.

I need this kind of auxiliary baby.

By the way, generally speaking, most sect leaders are basically like this. They are good at communication, but their cultivation level is not high, at least they are not the most powerful ones in the sect.

Let's ask the old guy again after the matter is over.

Several real gods suppressed their thoughts, and then looked at the sky - over there, a group of monsters hiding under the protection of the Xuanwu Shell were flying towards here.

Oh, it's a pity that Xing Ke is not here, otherwise he would be able to give them a hard blow, right?

Although it is a pity, all the gods are still gearing up and planning to talk about this matter.

…

At the same time, deep in the chaos.

The place where the woman was standing had gradually sunk downwards.

Even the fake Soul Burying Sacred Tree is sinking.

The black hyphae condensed into terrifying figures that silently gathered around her, showing no intention of attacking at all.

It seemed peaceful.

But most of the Starlight Pure Land around Master Xingke has melted away, and even the bamboo shoot sword in Master Yandao's hand has been broken.

Judging from these alone, it is obvious that women have the upper hand.

"Senior, this place is about to fall out of this world."

Master Xingke smiled happily: "How are you preparing?"

The woman tilted her head, raising the corners of her mouth, revealing her little fangs: "I know all your plans. Xingke, your master should have given you advice not to engage in gambling with Zhou Guang."

She stretched out her hand, holding a small tree in her white palm, which was dusty. The roots were densely packed and extended along the woman's arms, as if they were completely wrapped around her.

There is a slight flow of water flowing above the roots.

The gray fog became more and more diffuse.

"..."

For the first time, Master Xing Ke’s expression changed somewhat.

He let go of a twig he was holding.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Why are you doing this? If you leave now, you can go to all the chaos. With your ability and foundation, when you ascend, the seniors in the upper world will definitely forgive you."

It was a very sincere suggestion, but the woman just kept smiling and her voice was still bright, like a deer jumping in the forest.

There is no trace of impurity in those eyes.

But what he said made Master Xingke raise his eyebrows.

"This is the last thing I did for Lingye Sect. When we meet next time, we will be complete enemies.

Xingke, tell me.

Why does a clone like me have to swallow the main body to be complete?

Obviously my soul and consciousness are independent. I have my own preferences, joys and sorrows, and I know many principles, but I am trapped in my body and cannot advance.

And he was deceived because of it. "

She may have said a question, but she didn't intend to get the answer at all - or in fact, she already had the answer and no one needed to answer it.

The woman named He Yun gently dropped the leaf in her hand, making an arc and landing on the fallen spirit tree beneath her.

The souls inside that had been subdued by her were instantly annihilated, and gathered into the Meteor Spirit Tree like a big tonic.

The flames on the Meteor Spirit Tree began to dance erratically.

One by one, the innocent souls were absorbed by it.

It was as if a storm was gathering on the tree. (End of chapter)