Chapter 228 227 Wonders Under the Sun

Although the birth of spirituality is rare for spiritual plants, it is actually not very difficult, but the spiritual body is completely different.

Theoretically speaking, the former belongs to the spiritual plant itself, while the latter belongs to a separate living body.

Of course, the latter is even better.

'Fortunately, it wasn't absorbed... I'll give you a small punishment but a big warning. ’

Song He didn't want to be too harsh, so he looked at the trembling disciple who was kneeling on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"You should be punished for leaving your post without permission... I will deduct two months of your salary."

The disciple trembled and said quickly: "Thank you for your generosity, senior brother! Junior brother will definitely fulfill his duties and never dare to leave without authorization again!"

This punishment can be said to be very light.

If he did this in the sect... I guess those elders would have the idea of ​​throwing him into the Green Prison.

"No need to say more. Judging from your behavior, if it happens a second time, I will send you to Forest Green Prison."

Song He waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

The disciple knelt down and worshiped again, then walked backwards and left the hall, so Song He and his group and the man were the only ones left in the hall.

Seeing Song He looking at him, he was obviously even more uneasy.

Mortals are like ants in front of immortals. He is not paralyzed at this moment, but he is actually quite courageous.

Song He said softly:

“It’s not your fault, but it’s a blessing from God that you have this opportunity.

That spirituality has not been integrated into your body, but it has taken root in your meridians, which will naturally be good for your future... Have you practiced any martial arts? "

The man hurriedly said: "Immortal, I have learned a family-inherited technique called body-building technique."

As soon as he heard the name, Song He knew it was not something serious. He didn't want to ask any more questions anyway, he just nodded and continued:

"I'm going to take them out now, and I've taken away your opportunity. If you have any wishes, just say it."

Perhaps because he had been cultivating immortality for a long time, Song He cared a little about these causal connections, and tried his best to leave no traces of any involvement.

Save yourself from trouble in the future.

"Little man... I don't have any wishes. I'm lucky enough to be able to go back!"

"Don't you have any wishes?" Song He frowned, "But I have to give you some benefits after taking your things... Well, I allow your family to help me take care of these sunflowers.

The aura of the sunflower will nourish your body. If you are thirsty, you can drink some water from the spiritual spring. You may live longer. "

Hearing Song He say this, the man simply didn't know what to say - he was here during this period, absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from the sunflower every day.

You can feel your body getting stronger almost every day. If your parents, uncles and other elderly people at home can also come and inhale some spiritual energy.

Wouldn’t that really mean you can live a few more years?

What kind of compassionate immortal is this!

He was so grateful that he could only kowtow to express his gratitude. He kowtowed so deeply that he could see blood stains on the solid jade floor of the main hall.

But Song He didn't want to talk any more, he just stretched out his hand and gave a gentle move——

"Uh-huh!"

The spiritual energy was immediately injected into the man's body, and a moment later a small golden sunflower, about the size of a palm, came out.

It was carried by spiritual energy and brought to Song He, who stared at it.

He opened his mouth and said:

"You must be spiritual, right?"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah~~"

A voice of spiritual transmission rang in everyone's ears, and this little sunflower struggled to break away from Song He's magic power.

In full view of everyone, it gently bumped into Song He's finger, and then the whole flower stuck to it.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

This second sound was obviously joyful and a little excited, and it seemed that you could feel it rubbing crazily.

Chen Yao stared at the little flower playfully, always feeling a little envious. Even when he was in his true form, Song He had never touched her like this.

A flower actually beat me to it.

And Song He, who was rubbed by it like this, felt a little itchy, a little warm and slippery. If he had to describe the texture...

Like a piece of hot jelly.

Of course, during this process, Song He had also completely figured out the structure of its spiritual body.

Simply put, it is a ball of light.

It is a very pure ball of sunlight and the spirit at the core is like a heart. Its petals and body are all made of sunlight.

This kind of tangible and qualitative sunlight is indeed strange... So, what is the use of the spirituality of this sunflower?

Shouldn't it just be rare?

That would be too useless.

"Little thing, tell me what you are capable of." Song He let it hug his fingers, and gently touched it with his other hand.

The little sunflower seemed to be stunned for a moment, and suddenly flew up, spinning around and making some anxious sounds.

The petals gradually drooped, as if they were very disappointed.

"Um?"

What's happening here?

"...Immortal." The man who had been staring at the little sunflower summoned up the courage to speak: "I think it may be homesick and miss those sunflowers."

"oh?"

Song He glanced at him in surprise.

But I found that this person seemed to have a "kind" look in his eyes towards the little sunflower, and there was an obvious reluctance to part with him.

Come to think of it,

The spiritual creatures born and raised by heaven and earth, with their pure spirituality without a trace of impurities, are really attractive to humans who are floating in the world.

In fact, even monks are sometimes attracted by these spiritual little guys.

‘Well, if this little thing really needs to move and grow freely in the sunflower field, I will let this person take care of it. ’

Song He will not feel anxious about a sunflower spirit. Even if he can grow the same field of sunflowers, it is not the environment for the birth of this wonderful little creature.

Maybe it will be very sad for it.

“Let’s go. If it is really as you said, it is also your fate.”

He waved his hand, and the starlight shone up, enveloping everyone present, and flew towards the sunflower field on the top of the mountain in the distance.

In just a blink of an eye, they have arrived at their destination.

Looking down from the sky, the clusters of spiritual sunflowers are indeed extremely beautiful, and each one is trying to receive the sunlight.

"Ah!"

The little sunflower spirit got excited immediately after arriving here, and left Song He and flew downwards, passing through the sunflowers like a ray of light.

The sunflowers tilted their heads in the direction it flew past.

And the next moment.

A very soft mist suddenly floated between the sunflowers, as if the halo had dispersed, dancing rhythmically.

The golden light and the sunflowers shook their heads.

There was no sound, but it seemed to be full of pleasant music.

The spiritual wind blew gently, and the clear spring flowed in the gully. The soft water vapor and the light mist mixed together, as if it was a palace in the sky.

It was like a grand dance.

Seeing this, Song He understood, and he murmured to himself:

"Sure enough...it is not the spirit bred by a single sunflower, but the child bred by this field of sunflowers."

He looked down and took out an artifact that had been placed for a long time from the Mishen Tree - it was a sculpture holding a jade flute.

It was the artifact named "Xuan Linglong" given to him by Xianyun Zhenren of Xianlemen. It was said to be made of Kunwu Stone from the Central Region.

The sculpture was thrown out by him, and it turned into a stream of light and fell over the sunflower field. Then a magical scene appeared-

The sculpture floated in the air, as if it was alive. The woman in white palace clothes held a jade flute in her fingers and blew it gently at her lips.

"~~~"

The distant flute sound was blown with her movements.

Circles of wonderful ripples spread outward with the ups and downs of her music. The light mist and water vapor were all affected by this force and slowly rotated.

From the initial size of a mu, it eventually expanded to the entire sunflower field. Clear light spots danced in the air.

It wrapped Song He and his party in it.

In this strange mist, Song He seemed to be able to see countless spirits that were the same as the sunflower spirit just now, freely wandering.

The scenery that should have been silent was forcibly materialized by Xuan Linglong's power and made a sound.

That was the sun, the sunflower, and the song of the sunflower played by the fantasy of never being dark and having inexhaustible spiritual energy.

Song He closed his eyes.

He let his consciousness wander and immerse himself in this rare wonder, feeling the warm sunshine and abundant spiritual energy.

By the way, he recorded all the scenery he felt in a valley planted with fantasy leaves inside the Mi Shen Tree.

This went on for a while.

When Xuan Linglong stopped playing and turned into a sculpture again, a stream of light rushed towards Song He, it was the little sunflower.

This time it carried an indescribable spirituality.

It rushed straight over and landed on Song He's forehead, between his eyebrows, and the warm feeling was accompanied by countless spiritual consciousness.

He saw... these sunflowers actually had spirituality to some extent, and this spirituality did not have its own independent consciousness, but was all taken by this little sunflower.

If... it had the intention.

Then in an instant, all the spirituality produced by these sunflowers would be swallowed by it and complete its own evolution.

But this thing had no intention of swallowing the spirituality to complete its own growth, but instead continuously passed on its unique spirituality.

It was really like the sun, selflessly spreading its light and heat to the earth, allowing all things to grow.

The sunflower fields offered this special sunflower and gave birth to such a strange spirit.

And the spirit was also giving back to the sunflower fields in its own way.

Maybe in time.

There will really be some strange changes, and even more sunflower spirits will be born.

It's not impossible!