Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Qiu Shen's eyes have been staring at the soft and white cotton since the master left.

He sighed softly: "Is this all there is?"

The voice was as soft as the warm wind in autumn, but it was low and almost inaudible because of the approaching winter.

Song He almost cried at his words.

Then he suddenly realized... This was obviously the magical power that Qiu Shen instinctively exuded, but it could instantly break his soul defense.

Still silent.

Although there was a reason why he didn't take too much precautions, it still made him feel a little afraid.

What a terrifying ability.

But to make Qiu Shen lose his temper like this...it seems that this "cotton" is really important.

He narrowed his eyes and boldly asked:

"Master, what do you want to use it for?"

"oh?"

Qiu Shen withdrew his gaze from the cotton, glanced at Song He with a half-smile, and teased: "How dare you, a kid, ask me about something?"

If it were anyone else, he would have been frightened to death, but Song He knew that his master would never hurt him.

So he smiled shyly and said: "This is a little flower I made. Of course I want to ask you what to do with it."

"It would be nice to make some clothes..." Qiu Shen seemed to think about it for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you ever offered sacrifices to gods?"

It was a question, but the tone was very firm.

The way of heaven in this world is the way of immortality, and Lingye Sect is not sensitive to the way of worship. How could Song He be allowed to worship the gods?

Song He naturally understood what he meant and couldn't help but said in shock:

"You want me to make some clothes for you as a sacrifice?"

Qiu Shen nodded and said: "Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the top priority. I once accepted sacrifices from mortals, but that was thousands of years ago.

Time flies, I haven’t seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little.

If you are willing, weave this flower as a thread, use the juice of the spring flower as a dye, and decorate it with gold and jade as a sacrifice to me, and I will give you a blessing. "

Song He: "..."

You are a god after all, so do you want sacrifices like this? There are also specifications required, so detailed.

Tsk tsk.

I'm afraid these clothes are not worn by you, Qiu Shen.

Of course he knew that Qiu Shen wanted to give him some benefits, but he still couldn't help but feel speechless out of habit. He always felt that his elders were more or less like children.

To actually ask for a sacrifice from a disciple like him...

Outrageous, indeed outrageous.

Accept it, you must accept it.

How can you not want it when you have all the benefits?

As for how to replicate that feeling and create more cotton. He had some vague ideas, and it was the method taught to him by his senior brother named "Ye Cai" a long time ago.

Use spirituality as a rune.

That method is a bit weird and weird, but it works.

But...Senior Brother Ye Cai.

I'm in Forest Green Prison right now, and isn't the person in front of me the warden?

‘That is indeed a very heavy gift, but it will probably offend the spiritual god. ’

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and saluted: "Master, I must do my best to prepare the sacrifice, but there is still something I want to ask for advice on."

Qiu Shen raised his eyes and looked at Song He, who suddenly became respectful. There was a golden light in his eyes, and his expression was a little playful.

He is the warden of Senlu Prison. The entire Senlv Prison, including part of Tianwen Hall, is under his control. Naturally, he knows who Song He wants to ask.

Except for the disciple named Ye Cai, there will be no one else.

That disciple was actually quite talented, but it was a pity that his path was a little crooked.

The earth, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees all have spirituality, and they are lives that are expected to follow the path of God and have their own spiritual wisdom.

It is different from the spiritual plant that has not yet opened its spiritual wisdom.

In Qiu Shen's view, Ye Cai was too extreme and wanted to turn spiritual objects into runes that monks could control... This approach was much more overbearing than the Tianwen set up by Lingye Sect.

The former is obliteration, the latter is suppression.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Qiu Shen chuckled and said:

"You know that I don't like him, but you still ask me?"

"Senior Brother Ye Cai is kind to his disciples." Song He said calmly.

Hearing what Song He said, Qiu Shen stopped saying anything else. The monk was always decisive, and if he said more, he would hurt the child's heart.

To be honest, the difference in ideas is indeed a big problem, but it is also undeniable that Ye Cai is indeed a very talented junior.

He was also satisfied with Song He's behavior.

However, after all, if He is not happy, He is not happy. Since Song He insisted on mentioning it specifically, he had to be willful.

The corners of His mouth raised slightly, "Okay, I'll let you go see him, but the good fortune you promised will be gone!"

Song He: "???"

Can you, old man, still talk about this?

He cursed in his heart, but his eyes were clear, and he nodded slightly:

"I should be filial to you in the first place. This disciple is not greedy for his share of fortune. He has already received many benefits from his master.

If you give more, the disciple will feel uneasy. "

At this point, he paused slightly, "One item may be missing. I will try my best to get a few more for my master. The colors and styles are according to the Four Seasons Shen Yue Lu.

You can rest assured that the disciple will definitely make it comfortable and beautiful! "

He assured, patting his chest.

"You kid." Qiu Shen couldn't help but laugh. He knew clearly in his heart that Song He already knew that he wasn't going to wear it for him.

The so-called "Four Seasons God Yuelu" is actually a legend about the sacrificial rituals of the God of the Four Seasons. It naturally contains the patterns and clothing styles that the Spring God likes most.

I have to say that he is really satisfied with Song He.

‘That’s all, it won’t be too difficult for this child. ’

Qiu Shen waved his hand, and a portal opened next to him. At the same time, a small lamp appeared in Song He's hand.

He pointed at the door and said: "Go and see him, remember... he is a sinner and cannot stay for long. Just leave directly after seeing him.

Also, if you want to bring him food, take it out in advance. The environment inside is a bit special and you can't use magic. "

Song He nodded, then saluted, "Disciple, try to finish the clothes as quickly as possible. Master, disciple, please leave!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the portal.

I already have an extra lunch box on hand.

Holding the lunch box in his left hand and the lamp in his right hand, he disappeared into the portal.

As he left.

Only the God of Autumn was left sitting in the huge Golden and Jade God Realm. The high-ranking God looked at the melted ice and snow. It was clearly a piece of gold and jade, but he suddenly felt very lazy and tired.

He propped up his arms and leaned lazily against the table, not wanting to move.

Even a little sleepy.

It always feels a bit boring.

…

the other side.

After Song He crossed the portal, he officially entered a forest-green prison.

This place is no longer the sea of ​​golden sand that I saw before, but a prison filled with deathly silence and loneliness.

This is the green prison that makes countless monks frightened by the news.

I saw that the ground and sky were covered by dark chains. Only the small lamp in my hand lit up with my footsteps. It was the only light in the dark night.

With the help of this light, he walked carefully here. His consciousness was completely unable to detect the surrounding situation, and everything was suppressed.

At this moment he seemed like a mortal.

When he heard his master say that he couldn't use magic power, he didn't think it was a big deal, but after he came in, he realized that it wasn't as simple as he thought.

This feeling is really uncomfortable. What monks are proud of is their own magic power. When their magic power is taken away, most of them will feel insecure.

Especially the endless night environment and the lack of magic protection. For the monks, it was really torture.

"Master is so oppressive...there is a reason, right?"

He knew that he would not be in danger, but he couldn't help but sigh and be careful, and walked forward slowly.

After walking for a while, a voice came from the darkness in the distance: "Junior Brother Song?"

A figure slowly walked out of the dark night.

It was a shy monk who looked immature, even a little childish, walking out of the darkness with a surprised expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Ye." Song He smiled and looked him up and down.

This senior brother was carrying a small bamboo basket on his back, holding a hatchet in his hand, and his clothes were tied with cloth strips. He looked like a hunter who had just gone up the mountain to chop firewood.

Ye Cai was still a little surprised by Song He's arrival.

He didn't know the situation in the outside world, but he knew the price he had to pay to visit him. Even core disciples like his sister couldn't visit him at will. Song He... what price had he paid?

It is natural for Master Xingke's disciples to be abnormal.

He took out a majestic rooster with golden feathers and the golden light of the sun from the bamboo basket behind him, and said with a smile:

"It's a coincidence that you're here. Come on, I just caught a Maori chicken, and we can make a beggar chicken!"

ah?

Maori Chicken?

Isn't that thing the bloodline of the Star God? It's a fifth-level or even sixth-level true spiritual beast. Can you... just catch it like this?

Song He couldn't help but glance at the big golden rooster several times, but he didn't feel any terrifying power in it at all, just like an ordinary big rooster.

Well...if golden color and flowing light can be considered ordinary, then it is indeed quite ordinary.

"Are you curious about this chicken?" Ye Cai led the way, and his voice came: "There are many true spirit blood descendants captured by our seniors in the Forest Green Prison, and they are our food source.

In this world of eternal darkness, we are as powerless as mortals, afraid of darkness, hungry and cold..."

At this point, he paused and his tone suddenly rose:

“But there are more spiritual materials that can be obtained.

The Maori chicken in my hand is easy to catch. The blood and flesh flowing in its body that have been removed from the killing and dryness are the source of strength for us to survive the long night. "

"Slap and give me a sweet date?" Song He couldn't help blurting out, and as expected, he heard Senior Brother Ye Cai's laughter.

Apparently this senior brother also thinks so.

They were obviously imprisoned here, imprisoning their magic power and spiritual consciousness, making them look like mortals; but they also provided such precious true spirit blood as food to nourish their magic power and body.

Spiritual beasts with true spirit bloodline are difficult to catch and deal with. In this regard, the Jinling rat clan in his Mi Shen tree knows a lot, and he also understands a lot about it.

To resolve the hostility in the flesh and blood and ensure the purity of the spiritual energy, the price required... is something that the Lingye Sect can afford.

But with these things, as long as the monks are willing to make progress, they probably won't particularly care about environmental issues.

What a real slap in the face to a mountain of jujube trees.

He thought in his mind, and soon followed Senior Brother Ye to a thatched house. The latter did not need Song He's help and neatly cleaned up the chickens.

The chicken feathers and offal were all packed up and piled on the ground.

Then he put in a bunch of seasonings, pulled out a huge leaf and wrapped it, and then applied a thick layer of soil with a faint colorful halo.

Finally, it was thrown into the burning red flame of the stove.

At this point, he clapped his hands, pulled Song He to sit on the stone stool, and skillfully placed the small lamp that Song He brought on the table.

Bright light emanated from the stone lamp, illuminating the surroundings and revealing the joyful smile on Senior Brother Ye Cai's face.

"Okay, let's sit down and wait for dinner."

He was like a little boy looking forward to food. He couldn't help but rub his palms together, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Song He was stunned for a moment.

Let’s not talk about other things... Could that colorful halo of soil be colorful stone dust?

After taking a deep breath, Song He put the basket he was carrying on the table and said with a smile, "I asked the Jinlingshu clan to make this. Senior brother, why don't you try it?"

As he spoke, he looked around strangely and said in a somewhat doubtful tone: "Where are those senior brothers from before? Don't you all live together?"

"You brought me food? Leave him alone, he's not here!"

Ye Cai couldn't wait to open the box, and Song He could only look back helplessly, but accidentally found an arm stretched out from the window of the thatched house.

Stiff and dead.

"..."

He didn't say or ask, he just silently withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

The lunch box designed with space runes contains a lot of food.

When I saw the steamed Yuejiang fish, braised lion's head, smoked meat sausage, wind liver marrow soup and other hard dishes placed inside, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Especially after he discovered that there were actually several gourds filled with wine, his face turned red when he smiled, and his eyes became a little red.

"Junior brother, thank you." He thanked him sincerely.

"Senior brother, you must not break your promise and get rich." Song He shook his head indifferently: "It's a pity that there are still too few. I didn't expect the environment here, senior brother."

"That's enough."

Ye Cai had already picked up an elbow and started chewing it. While chewing, he asked vaguely: "Besides watching me, is there anything else?"

Anything else...

Song He, who originally planned to ask about Senior Brother Ye's spiritual runes, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask.

Since it’s time to eat, let’s eat well.

He already knew that knowledge, he just needed to understand it.

Qiu Shen may be watching here, and he wants to do something for Senior Brother Ye. It is probably better to wait until the results are obtained before mentioning it to Qiu Shen.

Now, let’s eat.

He shook his head and said, "No, I just came to see my senior brother for a meal."

"Then let's have a good meal!"

Ye Cai picked up the gourd and took the initiative to pour the wine. After drinking a glass, he smiled brightly: "Sure enough, only delicious food in this world can soothe people's hearts. Don't let it down!"

The two of them didn't talk about anything else, they just exchanged glasses and exchanged cups, talking about some fantastic legends.

It was quite a pleasant chat.

After three rounds of wine, Brother Ye Cai took out the roasted beggar's chicken. The moment the mud shell and leaves were peeled off, golden light burst out and the aroma was fragrant.

The smell really made Song He greedy.

The body has never been so eager for a piece of food, as if this thing is of great benefit to itself - the true spirit bloodline is indeed beneficial.

"Try it, it will be of great benefit to you!"

Senior Brother Ye generously gave the chicken legs to Song He, who was not shy and was amazed after tasting it.

The taste was smooth, tender and delicious, and there was a burst of spiritual power like the bright sun. It was like a sun parade burning impurities in his meridians.

Both the oral and physical desires were greatly satisfied.

The two happily shared the Pleiades chicken, and Song He stayed with Senior Brother Ye for about half a day before saying goodbye and leaving.

It's not that he wants to leave, but the light of the lamp is dimming, indicating that his time here is coming to an end.

Obviously the warden Qiu Shen didn't want him to stay any longer.

"I'll see you off." Ye Cai saw Song He off.

From the beginning to the end, Song He didn't ask Senior Brother Ye anything, and Senior Brother Ye didn't say anything to Song He. It was like having a meal with a visiting friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Other than that, there are no other chores, it’s pure.

Although he had done nothing and gained no knowledge, Song He felt quite happy and satisfied and left here happily.

I also made an appointment with Senior Brother Ye to bring him delicious food next time. (End of chapter)