Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Song He looked at the paper in silence, which was called "contract" but was actually an "invitation." Without too much hesitation, he asked directly:

"Why, why does Ancestor Lingshou want to see me?"

Senior Sister Qiu, who was sitting opposite him, smiled heroically and shook the wine glass in her hand with great interest: "Who knows what the old guy is thinking?"

"..."

old man?

Do you dare to say this in front of your ancestor?

He knew that he would not get any useful information from Senior Sister Qiu, so he thought for a moment and agreed.

"Since the ancestor has invited me, I naturally dare not refuse."

"Then let's go now! You'll have a chance if you go!"

After hearing Song He's promise, Senior Sister Qiu showed a look of relief on her face, and she couldn't wait to go.

The orange cat manager nodded towards Song He.

"Don't worry, nephew, I will send Zhu Taisui to your house to ensure that there will be no mistakes."

"good."

Now that things have been decided, Song He will not refuse.

I followed Senior Sister Qiu directly into the portal, and with a sudden spin, I came to a world full of maple leaves.

The sky and the earth were all as desolate as blood.

Standing on the earth, with the autumn wind blowing, Song He actually felt a strange feeling of desolation and sorrow in his heart, lingering in his heart and getting stronger as the maple leaves fell.

With a small world inside his body, he is quite sensitive to changes in the environment, not to mention that the abnormal environment here is related to Qiubao.

He looked around and suddenly asked Senior Sister Qiu: "Senior Sister, can I use my spiritual consciousness and magical power to sense this place?"

The tone was a little urgent.

The desolate and miserable feeling accumulated here is really scary. For him who has just cultivated the method of emotions, it is simply a blessed place!

Just resonance would do him a lot of good.

"Okay." Senior Sister Qiu readily agreed, and also pointed out: "Be careful yourself, this place is the last emotion left by countless prisoners."

Final emotion?

Could it be that...it was left behind before death?

Have so many people died here?

He looked around in confusion, but he didn't feel any gloominess at all, and the blood-red color was just maple leaves.

The investigation was fruitless, and he could only look at Senior Sister Qiu, but the latter had already stood with her hands behind her hands and had no intention of answering.

‘So I really hate the Riddler who half-talks! ’

After slandering, Song He reluctantly chose to release his consciousness.

With him as the center, a silent wind suddenly blew by.

The spiritual consciousness that was like substance surged around like ocean waves, pushing away the thick layer of maple leaves piled on the ground, rippling around in circles.

And it’s still expanding.

The autumn maples planted around me swayed with this force.

Senior Sister Qiu stood at the side with her hands behind her hands, but the expression on her face was very subtle. She didn't expect that Song He could actually make such a big noise.

This place is the only way to the Autumn God Realm. It is also the divine realm shrouded in the power of the Autumn God, and it is also the treasure territory of Qiu Bao.

Without the permission of Qiu Shen Lingshou and Qiu Bao, even the leader here would not be able to mobilize his consciousness at will, let alone arouse the resonance of the thousand-foot maple leaf forest.

As the owner of Qiubao, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

He even secretly guessed.

Could it be that Qiu Bao was tired of him and wanted to leave with Song He?

Although the Four Seasons Immortal Treasure is far from the complete sanity of the Star Treasure, it still has basic spirituality. The owner of the treasure is not appointed by the sect, but chosen by the person himself.

'It would be a good thing to really choose Junior Nephew Song. This Junior Brother has long been accustomed to Qiu Bao's power, and he is also a close disciple of Xing Ke's lineage...'

She blinked, already hesitating whether to arrange a small trial for Song He in advance so that she could directly take charge of Qiubao in the future.

…

As time passes slowly.

A small flower quietly grew out of Song He's open palm. It was a red flower with small but layered petals.

It's like an endless pile of sadness.

It is still blooming, growing outward from the petals at the center of the flower, but it never grows larger. It still looks the same, as if the growth is just an illusion.

There is an indescribable feeling of sadness flowing in almost every petal, which can already affect the soul. A mere mortal would probably die of heartbreak and worry if he took just one look at it.

The sadness piled up here was filtered by the Song River, and finally formed such a flower. The emotional power inside was much more terrifying than the joyful chrysanthemum he made.

Joy Chrysanthemum made Tuanzi so happy back then.

If you use this to poke the dumplings...

Song He quickly threw away his weird thoughts and said to Senior Sister Qiu: "I'm fine, Senior Sister. Thank you very much, Senior Sister!"

"Yes." Senior Sister Qiu glanced at the red flower in his hand curiously and reminded, "Just keep it in your hand. Let's go see the old guy."

She took the lead and walked forward.

The blood-red maple leaves moved away from the ground, forming a golden road. The moment Song He stepped onto the golden path, he felt an indescribable terrifying pressure.

It's even more terrifying than facing the pressure of heaven's punishment, even worse.

Move forward slowly.

The surrounding scenery changed after a moment of trance.

The land covered by red maple leaves turned into a land paved with gold and jade. The gold was the color of the harvested wheat, and it was the endless golden wheat fields.

The desolation of autumn was suddenly replaced by the joy of harvest.

It's a pity that what grows on the earth is not wheat.

Rather, it is a very tall, golden and jade-like spiritual plant that towers into the sky.

Although Song He clearly saw that these trees were fake trees, they seemed to be decorations made purely of gold and jade, but judging from the leaves, branches and growth...

They are the golden jade trees that were planted when the Song River crossed the river at that time, and they still have no Five Elements tendencies. It is said that they are the golden jade trees planted by fifth-level spiritual plants.

A land of gold and jade, with giant trees of gold and jade.

The overwhelming aura of wealth and honor really hit my face.

What you see is so rich that you can't even open your eyes - those gold and jade are both fifth-level spiritual materials, the former is rich spiritual gold, and the latter is rich jade.

They are all God-given things that can be made through some techniques and special rituals. They are the treasures of heaven sent by God.

‘Could Qiu Shen Lingshou be an old man like the God of Wealth? ’

He couldn't help but think about it for a while.

As a result, while walking, a figure appeared not far away.

It becomes clearer as it gets closer.

Senior Sister Qiu's pace obviously slowed down deliberately, and Song He could only slow down accordingly, walking towards the figure almost step by step.

When they got closer, Senior Sister Qiu saluted and said, "God Qiu, I have brought Junior Brother Song He!"

Song He also followed suit and saluted.

But it felt strange - Senior Sister Qiu's tone was very solemn and respectful to Ru Mu, but her movements were quite casual.

It's like someone who doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas and is dragged into a temple to casually talk about it. This kind of violation feels quite strange.

Qiu Shen turned around.

This is an existence whose gender and age cannot be distinguished.

He was wearing a strange robe. Although it was decorated with auspicious patterns, there were vines and chains running across it. The forest-green vines and pitch-black chains were quite out of place in this golden and jade-filled space.

Like spiritual snakes, the two transformed from the pattern on the robe into a physical entity on the back of the God of Autumn. After extending upward, they intertwined to form a divine ring, flashing with divine light of two colors.

Forest green and jet black are not good colors to begin with, but they feel inexplicably sacred.

Just looking at his style and attire, he is indeed more exaggerated than Master Lou Che who descended from the upper world. He really looks like a god or Buddha in the temple.

"River Song."

There was a smile on Qiu Shenping's face.

"I have wanted to meet you a long time ago, but I was troubled by trivial matters. Now I finally got my wish. It's really joyful."

His voice was very gentle, and his tone was joyful, like the harvest wind blowing through the wheat fields and stirring up waves of wheat, or the warm sunshine in autumn, which made people feel quite comfortable.

Unconsciously, I want to immerse myself in it.

"Master..." Song He really didn't know what to say.

I can’t say that I’m happy to see you...

That would really be an embarrassing conversation.

And Qiu Shen obviously saw Song He's embarrassment. After he smiled slightly, he said to Senior Sister Qiu next to him: "Have you finished what you were told? Why are you still standing here and not going to work!"

The sound instantly changed from a harvest wind to a somewhat cold autumn wind, mixed with the chill of early winter. It seemed that there were really snow particles blowing towards Senior Sister Qiu.

Saying such words with such a face that is full of divinity and indistinguishable between male and female, really puts a lot of pressure on people - especially since He is still smiling, it is even more strange.

"well."

Senior Sister Qiu shrugged helplessly.

"Look, your face changes so quickly!"

After she complained, she turned around and left.

He walked very fast and disappeared in a few steps.

"..."

Only the somewhat embarrassed Song He smiled politely at Qiu Shen... and giggled.

Having met so many big guys, he certainly wasn't afraid, but he just felt awkward and a little strange.

After sending Senior Sister Qiu away, she must have something to say that would be inconvenient for Senior Sister to hear.

Ping said: "Okay, now it's just you and me... Song He, I want to ask you three questions, you can answer them carefully."

As he spoke, He stretched out his hand a little.

Three spiritual plants appeared next to it. The first one was a small tree as tall as one person made of gold and jade, the second one was a ginseng that looked like a human being, and the third one was a small tree covered with maple leaves.

The panel and knowledge immediately told Song He what these three were.

The golden jade sacred tree, the three-light ginseng tree, the osmanthus maple autumn tree!

All of them are very special and precious spiritual plants, and all of them are of the fifth level.

"The answer makes me happy. These three spiritual plants are all yours. If not... there will be less."

It's still the sound of the warm autumn sun.

But Song He felt very bad.

Taking the fifth-level spiritual plant as a reward, or this special spiritual plant, what does the Qiu God intend to ask?

"Disciple, do your best."

That was all he could answer.

"The first question." Qiu Shen looked at Song He and asked, "Do you know what the spiritual plant in the Bird Cave of the Hualing Clan is called?"

ah?

What the hell is this question?

I didn't deliberately hide my experiments in Biyiniao Cave from anyone. It doesn't seem to be a big problem to know the names of the spiritual plants inside, right?

Everyone has a chance, there is no need to hide it.

After Song He thought carefully for a moment, he replied: "Twilight."

"That's right!" Qiu Shen stretched out his hand with satisfaction, and the golden and jade sacred tree turned into a ball and fell directly into Song He's pocket.

Then he continued to ask: "Second question, what is the name of the spiritual plant you got from Yue Yue Sword Thorn?"

"..." What the hell is this question?

He answered honestly: "Break of dawn."

"Okay, okay!"

This time Qiu Shen directly touched his palms and laughed, and with another click, Sanguang Qushen fell into Song He's pocket.

He seemed very happy and asked the last question: "Who are you?"

The tone was casual, like a casual question.

But these three short words were like a sledgehammer, pressing heavily on Song He's heart and soul.

The surrounding golden scenery seemed to have stagnated, and a strange pressure acted on Song He's soul, making him unable to think at all.

He blurted out: "Disciple Song He!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the pressure naturally dissipated.

Song He was extremely shocked in his heart - is this some kind of magical power that can truly convey truth? If his soul hadn't already been integrated with this body, if Heaven hadn't recognized his identity...

There is no longer any crack between body and soul.

I'm afraid what comes out of my mouth is not "Song He", but my identity from my previous life!

Who knows what will happen if his identity is revealed.

Qiu Shen was silent for the first time. He looked at Song He, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes that seemed to have been silent for thousands of years.

There was no movement, but the last spiritual plant fell into Song He's pocket.

"It's true that I overthought it. Please don't be offended."

"...Master, do you doubt the disciple's identity?"

The more this situation happened, the more he couldn't be vague about it. Song He was very disappointed and said: "This disciple is the core disciple of Lingye Sect, there is no way he is a spy!"

He was very sad and angry, with an expression of grievance and loss.

He looked like a child who had been wronged.

Qiu Shenping blinked his eyes and seemed to be more satisfied with Song He's feeling. He asked: "Those three spiritual plants are the reward for the question. What else do you want, just say it."

Yes, I’m just waiting for your words!

"Disciple wants Qiubao!"

Song He said confidently.

"Qiu Bao has been promised to Master Qiu's nephew for a thousand years. If you want it, you can do it after a thousand years." Qiu Shen replied readily.

"I can also grant you the position of jailer. You can take up the post when you are Nascent Soul. You can choose any place in the Forest Green Prison as your own cave."

ah? Isn't this something wrong?

I was a little confused by this promise.

After a thousand years, you can... Doesn't that mean that after a thousand years, Qiubao will be handed over to me? There is also a jailer position...

Me, I just want to borrow Qiubao!

Why did he inexplicably want to take charge of Qiubao and have a forest-green prison establishment? (End of chapter)