Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Chapter 288 287. Give him his own way in return

After seeing the scenery on the island, the anger that originally rose in Song He's heart was suppressed - no matter what happened, he could handle it.

The top priority was that he needed to know the ins and outs of the matter. Was it his cousin who was greedy for success or someone deliberately planned it.

Judging from what Master Fei Yu meant, it was probably the latter.

But... is anyone really so brainless?

Even though Yuanying is a real person, why would he design someone with a background like this?

Are you really shameless or stupid?

‘I don’t understand some people very well. ’

He stared at the island and pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and the wind and snow flowing from his fingertips gathered into a small boat.

Song He stood up like this, and then made an inviting gesture towards Master Feiyu.

The latter blinked, but did not stand in front of him. Instead, he stood behind him, and his figure instantly disappeared into the void.

She was invisible. It was obvious that Song He wanted to find trouble on his own, so she just had to tell the truth. If you show up directly, you may scare away some guys who are not very bright-minded.

There would be no fun in that.

The flying boat flew directly into the sky, heading towards the small island shrouded in the hazy void.

The world where the Vientiane Sacred Soul Tree is located is actually divided into many independent spaces. For example, the small island that Song He saw is actually in another space.

If you want to reach through these layers of obstacles, you need to have some space control capabilities.

However, the Mi Shen Tree itself possesses the laws of space.

The small boat made of wind and snow made a ripple in the air, and a thin stream of light danced on the boat's body, and it easily passed through the layers of space.

Successfully arrived at the island.

Not even the slightest turmoil.

Song He slowly stepped out of the boat, raised his head and looked at the monks who were discussing, and said in a cold tone: "My friend and my cousin are both lying here, who can give me an explanation?"

The people guarding this place are all Jindan monks.

They started school earlier than Song He. According to theory, they should be called senior brothers.

It's just that this kind of rules is not as oppressive as the status and cultivation level. So he just spoke like this. Even though he was standing a little lower, it made several Jindan feel the pressure.

One of them may be the leader, and his expression changed slightly, and then he smiled: "Senior Brother Song, two junior brothers Song Lin and Zhou Yue are also unintentional disasters..."

"Oh?" Song He extended his hand to interrupt him unceremoniously: "I just want to know who made the introduction to my cousin, and I hope that my junior brother can give me a clear answer."

The male cultivator had no choice but to take out a jade tablet with gratitude, scratched it a few times, and showed the information to Song He.

These high-level fights were really uncomfortable for him. Fortunately, Song He didn't intend to cause trouble for him, but was just preparing to deal with the culprit.

He just fulfilled his duties and didn't favor anyone.

Song He glanced at the information on the stone slab for a few times, but his expression did not change at all. He just nodded and walked to the side of the Turtle Breathing Coffin.

This kind of magical weapon can put monks in a state of breathlessness. In this state, no matter the flow of mana or changes in spiritual consciousness will be almost stagnant.

Unless it is a high-level power similar to Chaos, one can continue to live.

"I want to take these two people away."

After saying that, without waiting for their reply, Song He reached out and put away the Turtle Breathing Coffin. It was obviously something belonging to the sect, but he took it as naturally as if it were his own.

As if it were a matter of course.

The expression of the male cultivator guarding this place suddenly turned bitter.

If just now it could be said that he was just fulfilling his duties, but now that Song He has taken away the coffin, he will be punished no matter what.

"Junior Brother Song is a bit domineering like this."

A male voice sounded, and there was obviously some unconcealable sourness in it: "Junior brother, do you think that all the treasures in the sect belong to you? Whether they are fairy treasures or ordinary magic treasures."

Alas, why do you have to do something retarded and disgusting to me?

Song sighed deeply and looked in the direction of the sound, with a little confusion in his eyes:

"This senior brother has invited you, but I don't recognize you, junior brother. May I ask which real disciple you are?"

As he said that, he also cupped his hands.

He looked like he was asking for advice humbly.

The visitor was immediately choked to death.

The most embarrassing thing in the world is definitely like this. You are weird and angry, but someone doesn't know you, but they still politely ask you, causing you to have a fit.

Anyway, this handsome-looking senior brother still showed a smile: "Junior brother, it seems that he is still not good at learning. Could it be that he doesn't even remember the Holy Spirit Master who is in charge of the Vientiane Holy Soul Tree?"

"Oh." Song He showed an expression of sudden realization, shook his head with some shame and said: "I am indeed not good at learning. After all, I have spent this time in the Yongan Abyss to reconcile the way of heaven. Maybe I really can't remember this holy soul. senior."

The senior brother was immediately embarrassed.

How to answer this? You can't say that his master is more important than the affairs of Yongan Abyss, right?

Fortunately, the considerate Song He blinked his eyes and his tone suddenly became colder: "So, senior brother is the one who recommended me to my cousin.

But I just want to ask, do you still take me, my junior brother, seriously? But you still take Master Yandao seriously?

When did my Song family members need your introduction? "

His expression changed quite quickly, and there was already a look of disgust in his eyes, and he looked up and down at the monk in front of him.

The latter seemed to be caught by a powerful force, unable to move at all, and his whole body was penetrated.

He shook his head and said: "The magic power all over your body is so mottled and messy. Is it because you, senior brother, are stupid in nature or because Uncle Holy Spirit's skills are incompetent?"

"..."

Several monks around him silently took a few steps back.

They always feel that they shouldn't be standing here. Don't let your boss fight bring disaster to Chiyu!

Master Feiyu, who was hidden in the void, watched with interest and was still communicating with Master Xingke: "I didn't know Xiaohe's words were so irritating."

"What he said is right. Both the disciple's cultivation and the Holy Soul's skills are indeed unsightly. Here, take a look."

A picture was transmitted to Master Feiyu's mind.

I saw a figure transformed into sword energy passing through the layers of giant trees with flowers, and the uncertain flowers withered one after another under the sword energy.

The speed of growth is far less than the speed of sword energy.

In other words... the flowers are gradually being turned into a part of the sword energy. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the world of flowers is about to become a world of sword energy.

"Come on, you fight the older ones over there, Xiaohe fights the younger ones over here." Master Feiyu couldn't help but laugh.

"It should be so. The old one can't be beaten by Xiaohe now." Master Xingke said in a relaxed and comfortable tone: "They are also here to seek death. If Xiaohe and Ye Ming can solve this matter, the Vientiane Sacred Soul Tree can also belong to Xingke. My pulse is gone.”

"Is it really just for a Vientiane Sacred Soul Tree?"

"of course not."

"Why is that?"

"Haha, if Xiaohe and Ye Ming are estranged because of this matter, even if I kill this old boy, no one will say anything." There was unconcealable murderous intent in the voice of Master Xingke.

He was obviously really disgusted.

If the leader hadn't been watching from the side, I'm afraid he would have directly bullied the small ones and killed the Holy Soul Master.

After all, he has done this a lot.

"You should trust your apprentice." Master Feiyu advised softly: "Xiaohe is not indifferent to right from wrong, so how could he break up with Ye Mingsheng because of this obvious trick?"

"Of course I believe them, but I have to take action against this disgusting thing against my disciple, let alone it has something to do with Junior Brother Yandao."

"You~"

Master Fei Yu inadvertently raised his head and saw Song He holding a gourd in his hand and pointing it at the male cultivator. There was a flash of light in the gourd and he swallowed the latter directly.

The former also shook the gray gourd in his hand and said in a soft tone: "Senior brother, it would be great if my cousin and friend can recover. If they can't recover... then I'll trouble you to feel the erosion of resentment."

The surface of the gourd clearly shone with a ray of dark, ink-like spiritual light, which was like a tarsal maggot that tightly wrapped the originally green gourd.

Deep resentment flows in every line and vein, trembling slightly as if there is life.

The resentment of heaven...

Master Feiyu is also well-informed, and he immediately saw the purpose of this thing - the resentment of heaven and the gourd magic weapon blessed by Song He, if it can be found in the small world of the Mi Shen tree that belongs to Song He alone, It can be regarded as a magical weapon of heaven.

Suppressed by the mighty power of the entire world, even the Nascent Soul cultivator has absolutely no chance of escaping, let alone a loser who obtained the golden elixir by taking pills?

For some reason, when Master Feiyu saw the smile on Song He's face, he always felt like he had met Master Xingke when he was young.

Even though Master Xing Ke has such kind intentions, he did many reckless things when he was young, and also committed many murders.

Compared with him, his disciples are all gentle and respectful gentlemen.

"I think you are really worrying too much." Master Feiyu said: "Xiaohe's heart may be a little tougher than we thought, and he can use the resentment of heaven to retaliate against others! "

"..."

Master Xing Ke at the other end seemed to be a little hesitant, and the aura coming from him fluctuated significantly, accompanied by faint screams. It took several breaths to calm down.

Then, a slightly excited voice came:

"Go and ask Xiaohe if he can bear a Nascent Soul. Yan Dao and I have subdued the Holy Soul. If we can bear it, let them reunite their master and disciple!"

ah?

Did you go to arrest someone just now?