Chapter 342 341 White Dumpling: I Want Another One!

Sitting under the Tribulation Peach Tree, Song He didn't worry or pay attention to the three monks next to him who were undergoing the Tribulation. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

The Tribulation Peach Tree now has spirituality, and everything can be handed over to her to handle, and Song He only needs to sit here and wait for news.

Besides... he has more important things to do.

Yutian Immortal Soil!

He couldn't wait to see what benefits this magical sixth-level material could bring to his Mi Shen Tree.

He was indeed in a hurry, but he was calm and careful when he put the Yutian Immortal Soil into the Mi Shen Tree. He didn't choose to put it all in at once, but picked up a grain and threw it in.

There are only twelve grains in one tael.

This half tael has a total of eighteen jade-colored soil grains.

When it fell from the sky, it was like a crystal clear meteor, streaking a ripple, and finally fell into the land near the Heyun Qingxian Lotus.

Qingxian Valley is already the core area of ​​the Songhe Mi Divine Tree World. The spiritual energy is the most abundant, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are colorful. The rare fourth-level spiritual plants and some less precious fifth-level spiritual plants in the outside world can be seen everywhere.

The vegetation is lush, and the spiritual energy is so abundant that it has all liquefied.

When the particles of Yutian Immortal Soil fell, although there was no sound, the land where it fell was immediately stained with a touch of jade.

The surrounding spiritual energy was frantically converging towards Yutian Immortal Soil.

A small grain of soil is like an abyss that swallows spiritual energy. It absorbs all the spiritual energy rivers that converge, and in just a few breaths, it absorbs the spiritual energy equivalent to a mid-level spiritual vein.

But this is not the limit.

Spiritual energy continued to flow into it, and finally about the spiritual energy of a high-level spiritual vein flowed in, and the jade-colored particles emitted a warm light.

It was obviously saturated.

This strange spiritual material can not only perfectly accommodate all special spiritual energy except chaotic spiritual energy, but also purify the spirituality of the spiritual plants growing inside it.

The most important thing is: it has some of the characteristics of the legendary earth-attributed divine material Jiutian Xiran - absorbing spiritual energy can not only expand and extend, but also gradually transform the surrounding soil.

This is why this thing can be sold one by one.

If there is enough time and spiritual energy, it can be used to give the land of a region a touch of the spirituality of Yutian Xiantu.

Of course, the consumption here is an astronomical figure.

For example, now:

After the spiritual energy of such a high-level spiritual vein is poured into it, the jade-colored brilliance it emits only stained the one-zhang square with it as the core.

It is indeed little.

But Song He had already sensed the unusualness of this land. The jade-colored light was slowly seeping into the depths of the land, spreading toward the core of the Mi Shen Tree below.

As the master of the Mi Shen Tree, Song He could even feel the pleasure of the jade light soaking in. It was a refreshing and cool strange feeling, as if it was spreading and rippling over his body.

The branches of the Mi Shen Tree were swaying gently with excitement - this was not the birth of the spirituality of the Mi Shen Tree, but his subconscious reaction.

"How magical." He couldn't help but sigh.

A ten-foot-square land could actually make the entire Mi Shen Tree cheer and jump for joy... It was simply incredible.

After seeing the power of the Yutian Immortal Soil, Song He threw eleven of the remaining seventeen grains in, leaving six.

He intended to give the remaining six grains to Tianxin Jade Bud.

The magical jade bud and this Yutian Immortal Soil might have a better compatibility, and perhaps some strange things might happen, which is still unknown.

He looked at his nose and looked at his heart.

His mind was completely immersed in the Mi Shen Tree.

Watching them absorb spiritual energy, then spit out jade-colored halos, gradually transforming the land with them as the core.

This is a very wonderful experience.

Because the land of the Mi God Tree is Song He's flesh and blood, to put it in an exaggerated way, the transformed land is equivalent to baptizing his flesh and blood.

Let's not talk about the hidden benefits for now.

This strange sense of comfort alone is comparable to breaking through the realm.

His soul is like soaking in warm water, and the power originally given by the ancestor of the seven-colored divine deer is being absorbed by him at an accelerated rate.

Excitement, joy.

All the creatures in the entire Mi God Tree enjoy Song He's joy, and the clear light rain falls, and the creatures bathing in the rain have a golden-red halo on their heads.

A single seemingly insignificant light converges towards the sky, and finally turns into a golden-red river into the sky.

Entered into Song He's dantian.

It's like a blessing in the heart.

Sitting under the peach tree, he unconsciously moved his fingers, and strands of golden-red light gathered at his fingertips and palms, forming a mysterious pattern.

It was disordered, like a painting drawn by a child.

It was also illusory, but real.

The golden-red light was full of joy.

It was condensed by Song He's joy, and the golden-red flow was like the light of the sun.

It fluttered at Song He's fingertips.

The fingers of the monks were of course very flexible, and it was not difficult to perform some difficult movements.

It gradually transformed from the form of a silk thread into a blooming flower, with layers of golden-red petals that were majestic and warm, and the stamens in the center were pure gold, like the sun at noon, emitting light and heat.

The heart-warming fragrance emanated after it took shape. If a mortal smelled it, he would immediately feel the extreme joy that could make him forget everything.

The armored dumpling and the white dumpling were huddled together on the white cloud beside them. There were exquisite pastries and freshly taken juice tea beside them.

The former controlled the tea to enter his mouth and said with satisfaction: "Cangyue, what do you think?"

It is also the Heavenly Dao of the Northern Territory after all. It stands to reason that all creatures living in the Northern Territory are under its control, whether it is life and death or reincarnation.

Although Song He's soul is not from this world, it has also been recognized by Cangyue Haitian Dao, and his body is indeed born and raised in this world.

So it is really simple for it to arrange an epiphany for Song He. It doesn't matter who it is given to, so why not give it to Song He.

The white ball accepted its kindness and nodded: "You are so quick, you let Song He get enlightenment now?"

"He gave it to me, so he should get enlightenment." The armored ball stared at Song He, "His magic is closer to our magical power. The whole world is happy and the whole world is sad, that is a miracle that can only happen under very special circumstances."

Its meaning is very clear.

Because Song He's practice of magic is a bit exaggerated, communicating with the outside world through the inner world, although the upper limit is indeed very high, it is not easy to really practice to the upper limit.

"That's Song He's business."

Bai Tuanzi didn't remind Song He immediately about this matter, but said in a light tone: "It takes opportunity for a cultivator to comprehend the Dharma. We can't explain everything clearly. He still has to walk the road himself."

"Are you serious?" Armor Tuanzi was shocked: "I thought you would tell him everything clearly and act as a mentor to help him find the way."

"I thought so." Bai Tuanzi sighed softly: "But his way is definitely not limited to this world. If I tell him everything, it will be bad."

When mentioning this, the armored Tuanzi also sighed.

They are the embodiment of the heavenly consciousness of this world. The whole world allows them to come and go, but the world is like a cage, and they can never explore the scenery outside.

Unable to leave, once they leave this world, they are like fish on a chopping board, and they will be easily captured by cultivators, or even swallowed by the spirits of other worlds.

The two Tuanzi were silent for a long time.

"Hu~"

A purple divine light suddenly rose from the armored Tuanzi.

It slowly ascended in the divine light and said to its brother: "I will give you some authority. You will be troubled here. I will go back."

After saying that, it ascended along the light column into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

It left very abruptly, but Bai Tuanzi also knew why it left. He just shook the seedling on his head a few times to say goodbye and didn't care much.

The character of Tiandao is also different.

The armored Tuanzi in the Northern Territory is obviously unwilling to communicate more with the human race. Although it has its benefits to be able to patiently discuss this business with Song He, it is more of Bai Tuanzi's face.

Otherwise, ask yourself, among so many sects in the world, who can communicate with Tiandao so casually?

The Tiandao is always high and mighty.

There is no extra emotion, and there cannot be extra emotion.

...

On the other side.

"What is this?"

Song He, who had just woken up from the pleasure of transforming the Mi Shen Tree in Yutian Fairyland, saw the flower in his hand at a glance.

It looks like a golden red chrysanthemum?

Song He, who is no longer a novice, knows that this thing must be a magic weapon created by his emotions accidentally.

To be precise, it is a magic weapon about "joy" among the seven emotions.

Although it is illusory now, the strange fluctuations it emits are probably difficult for even the soul defense magic weapon to resist.

At least low-level soul defense magic weapons will not resist joy, which is a positive emotion.

Moreover, this thing is a complete inheritance from another world and has never appeared in the Tianyun world. Some soul magic weapons may not be able to distinguish whether it is an attack.

In short, this thing is really strong.

The problem is...

"How did I suddenly come up with it? Is it the enlightenment of the Heavenly Dao?"

Song He muttered to himself and glanced at the white ball not far away. The latter seemed to know his doubts and nodded directly.

Seeing this, Song He no longer had any questions.

It was indeed given by the Heavenly Dao, but I don’t know if it was the white ball or the armored ball of the Northern Territory?

He closed his eyes and enveloped the golden-red chrysanthemum with his magic power, and slowly recorded all the methods of constructing joy runes and making magic weapons that he had suddenly realized in jade slips.

Although he had completely mastered this method after this sudden realization, it was still necessary to record it.

It would be good to give it to the sect in exchange for contribution points after a while.

After solving this matter, he looked up and looked into the distance - the lightning of the Nascent Soul Tribulation was still a bit exaggerated, and the armored ball told Song He that the tribulation would engrave the mark of the Tianyun World on these cultivators.

So it made these three superimposed lightning tribulations particularly terrifying, but for Song He who was used to seeing these... that was it.

"It seems that it will take a while, let's solve that matter first." After a few glances, he retracted his gaze and stood up and walked towards the white ball.

When Bai Tuanzi saw Song He coming, he jumped at him habitually, but accidentally touched the chrysanthemum made of joy that Song He had not put away.

The golden-red halo emitted by the poor chrysanthemum was instantly absorbed by Bai Tuanzi, and disappeared from Song He's hand in less than a blink of an eye.

This scene made Song He dumbfounded.

"..." What the hell?

He looked down at Bai Tuanzi.

But he was surprised to find that Bai Tuanzi's body froze the moment it touched the golden-red chrysanthemum.

It blinked and tried to bury itself in Song He's arms-because it couldn't help but smile on its lovable round face.

It is the way of heaven!

At this moment, in the interior of the Eternal Dark Abyss, which was thousands of miles away, the originally dark sky suddenly gathered golden-red clouds.

The red and golden light immediately illuminated the entire Eternal Dark Abyss.

The rumbling thunder sounded in the clouds, but there was no sense of majesty at all. Instead, it was as if a great master had laughed like thunder in the clouds.

This kind of laughter lasted for about a cup of tea, and then the clouds opened up and the sky appeared, leaving no trace at all.

However, the immortal cultivators who observed this scene and were exploring in the Eternal Dark Abyss were surprised to find that... a lot of those black mud-like monsters died inexplicably?

The thick black mud debris piled up on the ground in a thick layer.

There was a faint golden red light flickering inside.

Some curious people took protective measures and went forward to dig up the black mud and took a look. It turned out to be a golden red crystal the size of a soybean. Holding it in their hands made them feel happy.

The cultivators who found these crystals were puzzled and gathered towards the already well-built Dawn City, hoping to find the answer from the alchemists and spiritual plant masters stationed here.

And at the Lingye Sect Mountain Gate.

Song He, who had no idea what was going on, gently rubbed the ball and said worriedly: "This flower is harmless to you, right?"

The white ball moved slightly, without showing its face, and said vaguely: "No."

It was really embarrassed at this moment. Could it tell Song He that it was very happy and wanted more flowers?

That would be embarrassing!

In order to pretend that it was fine, its voice was very calm and its tone was flat.

Although it still felt something was wrong, the considerate Song He did not ask more questions, but talked about something he had been concerned about for a long time.

That is, the bitter love tree.

All this was caused by the changes in the bitter love tree.

It really needs to be concerned about how it has developed. (End of this chapter)