Chapter 2 The Immortal King’s Medicine Garden

Around the old tree, there are gathered all kinds of strange and strange plants, including grass, ginseng, flowers, trees, etc., without exception, all emitting hazy light, standing among the holy white mist, looking like Incomparably sacred.

Wang Heng looked at the scene in front of him and was a little confused. Where is this? Haven't you woken up from the dream yet?

After a brief period of sluggishness, he came back to his senses and looked at the plants gathered in front of him in surprise.

They are not so much plants as they are fairy spirits sitting cross-legged in the radiance, because each of them has a divine and splendid appearance and has an otherworldly temperament.

This situation gave Wang Heng the illusion that he had mistakenly entered the legendary fairyland. In his understanding, only a fairyland full of immortals and gods could grow such fairy plants.

These plants not only have a sacred appearance, but also emit a strong medicinal fragrance, which floats in the air. After entering the human body along the mouth and nose, it makes people's pores relax, the whole body is comfortable, and the whole person is in a state of elation.

At this time, Wang Heng noticed that there was a slightly shriveled green fruit hanging three feet above his head, with one or two drops of juice hanging on it. It was tender and tender, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

He was very familiar with this aroma. When he was still struggling in endless pain, a fragrant fairy juice appeared at the critical moment, dispelling the haze and saving his life.

The juice hanging on the fruit in front of him was the same kind that flowed into his mouth, or it came from the same fruit.

In an instant, Wang Heng understood the situation of his dream.

In an otherworldly place, a man named "Mr. Heng" fell into a coma for unknown reasons. Later, a group of sacred and fairy-like plants used the juice of a fruit to revive the so-called "Mr. Heng" Come over.

Thinking of this, Wang Heng smiled, because if nothing unexpected happened, in this dream, his identity should be a fairy living in the sky.

Just when he was thinking about it and lamenting that the dream was so real that it was difficult to tell the truth from the false, the shriveled fruit above his head suddenly floated in the air and he came to the most extraordinary old tree.

"puff!"

The shriveled fruit exploded without warning, turning into a brilliant rain of light, pouring on the branches and leaves of the old tree, bursting out with bright light.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wang Heng felt that after being baptized by light and rain, the fruits on the old branches were darker in color.

"Huh?"

Seeing the fruit on the old tree, Wang Heng realized that the fruit that relieved his pain and finally turned into light rain came from this extraordinary old tree. It was no different from the few hanging on the tree. The only difference It is the size and color of the fruit, which represents the degree of ripeness.

"Mr. Heng, you're awake."

An old voice came, echoing in Wang Heng's ears, accompanied by the breath of time, cleansing people's soul. In a trance, he seemed to see a mighty long river of time, on which an ancient tree stood. Standing, let time wash away, the long river surges, it will always exist forever.

Shaking his head violently, he looked at the old tree bathed in the light and rain in shock, which was where the old voice came from.

A tree actually spoke. What was even more shocking was that its figure stood firm in the majestic river of time, as if it was immortal.

Wang Heng, who was in shock, could not respond for a while, and the atmosphere was frozen on the spot.

"Master Heng's soul has just suffered a catastrophe, which may have caused some unforeseen consequences. He seems to have lost his memory and does not recognize us." A purple old ginseng said.

As soon as this statement came out, the plants present shook their branches and leaves one after another, as if they were nodding in agreement with this statement.

"There is indeed something wrong. The way the young master looks at us shows a strange look. Alas, even the longevity fruit can't heal the trauma in the soul?" A tall and lush ancient tree sighed.

It was much taller than the old tree, and several times larger in size. The branches were covered with magical fruits, and it looked very impressive and extraordinary.

However, Wang Heng could feel the respect that this big tree had for the old tree. It seemed that the old tree that gave him the immortal juice and jade liquid had an extraordinary origin. Judging from its behavior and momentum, it must be the first sacred plant here.

This can be seen from the name of the fruit - longevity fruit. It is difficult to imagine that a fruit named after the word longevity is not extraordinary.

"So, I ate the longevity fruit? Could it be that I can live forever?" Wang Heng thought this, but then he sneered. This was just a dream. It should not be taken seriously. When you wake up from the dream, everything will disappear.

"There is a possibility that although I dropped the juice of the longevity fruit into the young master's mouth and extinguished the chaos of the soul, the matter is already done and has already happened. The destruction is unavoidable. After all, it is still a step too late." The old tree said. Sound, with some emotion.

Then, it looked at Wang Heng. Since it was a tree, Wang Heng couldn't see the expression of the old tree at this moment. He only heard it asking: "Master Heng, are you still feeling unwell in your body and head?"

Wang Heng heard this and immediately shook his head in response.

Then, with the mentality of taking things as they come, he asked: "Where is this? Who are you?"

In Wang Heng's view, this is just his dream anyway, so there is no need to be too restrained or fearful, otherwise the dream will be shattered and the person will wake up.

"He really has lost his memory. He came to the garden to collect medicine. He suffered this disaster inexplicably. If the Immortal King comes back and finds out about this, he will definitely blame us. What should we do?" A red plant Hua spoke slightly eagerly.

Its whole body is as red as blood, and there are vague flames lingering on the roots. Just getting close to it will make your mouth feel dry.

"Yes, how can the wrath of the Immortal King be endured by a mere magical medicine like us?" Next to the red flower, a divine grass with nine leaves echoed. On each of its leaves, there are The seal is engraved with mysterious lines, including knives, swords, towers, tripods and other things, with extraordinary Taoist charm.

The conversation between the two magic medicine plants immediately made the plants present panic.

They clearly knew that the son of the Immortal King in front of them was hard-won. Because of this, over the years, Mr. Heng had received great attention and favor from the Immortal King and had placed high hopes on him.

If he knew something happened to him and his soul was severely damaged to the point of amnesia, the Immortal King would be furious.

At this time, the old tree, the leader of the trees, spoke out to comfort them: "Don't rush to conclusions. This disaster of the soul is not necessarily a bad thing for Mr. Heng."

After hearing it say this, everyone calmed down.

Laoshu did not continue to explain, but responded to Wang Heng's previous question.

"Master Heng, don't you remember at all? This is the Immortal King's medicine garden, and we are following the Immortal King's elixir and were planted in the garden."