Chapter 351 350 The Four Seasons of Spring

"Exploded?"

This sudden scene made the cup in Song He's hand shake - not because of fear, but because of the spiritual energy.

At the moment when the God of Spring exploded, there was really a majestic divine power like mountains and seas bursting out, mixed with warm spring light and light floral fragrance.

Spreading from the center to the surroundings.

It stands to reason that this level of power explosion would definitely bring a devastating blow. Even with Song He's current magic power, he would be seriously injured if he didn't resist seriously.

However, when the light green light rushed through Song He's body, it only brought warmth and floral fragrance, making people feel as if they were in the spring when flowers were blooming.

There was not a trace of lethality, but instead it brought a healing power. Whether it was the damage to the body or the soul, it could be quickly restored under the power of this power.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, gently grabbed a handful, and then spread his palm in front of him - there was a light green halo in the white palm, filled with incomprehensible power.

"He doesn't want to hurt anyone even if he dies."

Rushou's voice was very bitter: "We are gods created by the Shenye Sect. We cannot resist, and we cannot even go against their demands.

Even if the gods want to bless the earth with their own power, and at the cost of their souls, offer a touch of revival to all things."

His voice slowly faded away, and the figures of the monks working hard in the distance disappeared.

Instead, there were sounds of sacrifices, which came from the wilderness, ancient and barbaric, full of blood and ignorance.

The sound was like bricks and stones, turning into solid bluestone.

One by one, one by one.

Falling from the sky, there seemed to be several looming tall figures above the distant and high sky, casting a glance without sadness or joy from the untouchable "sky".

Each layer of the altar built of bluestone had strange patterns, which were deeply engraved into the depths of the bluestone like blood.

The figures in robes floated around the altar.

The flames rose and burned above the altar, and seemed to merge with the figures of the monks who were dancing strangely.

Like ghosts.

Those sacrificial sounds were made by them, but the sacrifice was not to the sky... but to the earth, and the sacrifice was to the God of Spring.

The soul of the God of Spring recondensed after the explosion, and the tender green robe was like the grass that grew again with the spring breeze, and it would grow again even if it was destroyed by wildfires.

He wore a wreath and crown, sitting quietly in the center of the altar, with long green hair scattered, covering the bluestone, like grass in early spring.

Extended until it fell into the blazing flames.

He opened his clear eyes, staring at the distance without sadness or joy, and seemed to have a little expectation, expecting to see the tender grass sprouting and the flowers blooming.

As the flames burned, his figure was quickly swallowed up, but there was no black smoke or the sound of burning flesh when he was swallowed up.

Instead, the warmer spring breeze and the almost continuous green halo are like the first green of early spring, full of vitality, making people happy when they see it.

The green halo and the land blown by the spring breeze become green, full of vitality at a glance. At this moment, it is estimated that any seeds scattered at random will grow well.

So this is the result of the sacrifice?

Burning a spring god just to fertilize the land?

If he hadn't seen that there was indeed a mark of the Lingye Sect on the robe, Song He really couldn't believe that this was something that a cultivator of the Lingye Sect could do.

This... How absurd and barbaric.

Is this still a proud cultivator?

Is this still a cultivator who can calculate and deceive the way of heaven?

He couldn't help but drink a sip of the still warm tea and glanced at the Autumn God next to him - the latter also glanced at him.

"Keep watching." The tone of the Autumn God was still gentle.

But this tone made Song He feel a little creepy, a feeling that he couldn't describe, anyway, he felt that the current Autumn God was very dangerous.

Completely different from the kind elder who could chat and joke with him casually just now.

His intuition told him that it was better to watch obediently for now.

Besides, he was indeed curious about what would happen next, so after taking another sip of tea, he looked into the distance.

The Spring God burning in the flames was not burned to ashes, but as the light and wind on his body dissipated, his body gradually shrank.

From a gentle woman to a girl, and finally continued to shrink and became a baby.

He opened his ignorant eyes and was carried down by a monk in a forest green robe.

As the Spring God, he was of course special.

Even though the divine power in his body was completely squeezed out by this strange flame, he regained his gentle appearance after experiencing the three seasons of summer, autumn and winter.

But what greeted him was still sacrifice.

In spring, he was a gentle woman and an ignorant child. The divine power accumulated after traveling through the four seasons was used as fertilizer for fertile soil by the monks and was always sacrificed.

The four seasons cycle is really a cycle for Him... an endless cycle.

The scene stops abruptly.

"He..."

Song He is not sure if He has his own consciousness, but he really doubts it... Does He really have no idea of ​​resistance?

And God of Autumn, what was He doing at that time?

"I was watching at that time... Xia, Dong and I were watching." God of Autumn said: "Although there are four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, Chun and I were born first. He is the eldest sister, and we can't refuse Him."

"That is to say, the Grandmaster Spring God was willing?" Song He smacked his lips.

Qiu Shen nodded: "It is indeed as you think, all this is actually voluntary on the part of the Grandmaster Spring God, otherwise... Grandmaster Ju Mang would not let it go."

But, if he is willing, are you willing too?

This thought lingered in Song He's mind, and he asked tentatively: "What happened later? Grandmaster, you are here now, where is the Grandmaster Spring God?"

"...He is in the upper realm." Qiu Shen sighed deeply, "He is in the territory of Shen Ye Sect, with Dong."

"Spring is the beginning of the four seasons, and winter is the end of the four seasons. Only when he is with Dong can he avoid the arrival of spring forever, and also avoid him from throwing himself into the fire."

At this point, Qiu Shen had a smile on his face: "I heard that you have learned Dong's magical power, come, let me see!"

The magical power he was talking about was naturally the "Call Winter and Call Snow" that Song He learned, but that kind of magical power requires immersing all of his own consciousness in the world.

This is the God Realm of Qiu Shen...

To be honest, even in the Tianwen Hall of Lingye Sect, there are not many records related to the God Realm of Ling Shen. The laws and composition inside are considered top secret.

Song He has felt this strange world since he came in. Here, the soul and the body can be perfectly integrated, but they are independent of each other.

Spirit and spiritual power are filled in this divine domain.

Every moment here, he can feel his soul and body being washed by the divine power, becoming purer and closer.

If the divine consciousness can penetrate into this divine domain, it will be very helpful for him to build a spiritual world, and even...it will be beneficial to the development of the Mi Shen Tree.

Because the Four Seasons Divine Domain itself is a miracle.

It is a god created by a cultivator.

He did not refuse this kindness, and chose to explore his divine consciousness, and instantly immersed in the great power of the laws that constitute this divine domain.

After a little exploration, he suddenly discovered that...the composition of the laws here actually has many similarities with the Tianwen Divine Array.

As his consciousness went deeper, he was more and more certain that this place must be related to the Heavenly Question Divine Formation. Heavenly Question means inquiry, and here is a perfect answer.

An answer about the harvest and autumn scenery.

He felt that this might be what the God of Autumn wanted him to see, so he immersed himself in it decisively.

While he was immersed in the power of the divine domain, he did not forget what the God of Autumn asked him to do, so this dazzling world that was always full of gold and jade welcomed snowfall.

The white and pure snow fell from the sky, from small to large, covering the entire world.

The God of Autumn looked up at the sky quietly.

The snowflakes were not blocked by any force, and soon fell on His head and clothes, but He was still very happy.

Winter, that was one of the few times He could rest.

The God of Winter would send down white snow to let the spiritual plants sleep peacefully, and let the vitality sleep under the white earth until the warm spring breeze.

It was also one of the few days when they could get together.

"He should come. I hope he can show up to see me."

He stretched out his hand to catch the snow, and looked at the snow in his palm. The white and crystal snowflakes showed no signs of melting, but became more and more dazzling.

It was at this time that a figure appeared beside him - this guy seemed to have been here for a long time, but he just showed up at this time.

This was a white-haired boy, with long snow-colored hair that fell to the ground, like a thick snow, and soon disappeared under the heavy snow.

"Yu Qiang, you have been hiding for so long, are you finally willing to show up to see me?" Qiu Shen smiled slightly.

"It doesn't matter whether we meet or not, we are one, the world revolves, the four seasons revolve... As long as you are willing to return to the upper world, we will be together forever."

The handsome face of the boy called "Yu Qiang" did not have the slightest expression, and it was as cold and hard as the eternal ice surface that never melts.

Because it has been frozen for too long, there is no way to recover.

When God Qiu heard what he said, a rare look of anger appeared on his face: "Are you still unwilling to let him go? Are you still unwilling to let go? If it is according to what mortals say, she is your elder sister!"

"When do we need to care about the ideas of mortals?" God Dong still had that expression that could freeze people to death: "The more you care, the more you can't leave the lower world!"

"But we are gods created by mortals."

"That's you, not us."

The two gods stared at each other for a long time, and finally God Dong took the initiative to move his eyes away and looked at Song He who was immersed in the power of the divine domain.

"This disciple is quite interesting. Did he get our Four Seasons Fairy Treasure?"

God Dong, who almost wanted to fight just now, now casually asked about Song He, as if nothing had happened.

He was just a split soul.

If it weren't for Qiu Dong's proximity, and the familiar power fluctuations here, he wouldn't have cast his eyes so quickly, let alone chat with God Qiu.

"The tree of the Shenye Sect should be in his body."

"Yuan Mi Xian Tree?"

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the Winter God. He stood up and walked around Songhe several times. Finally, he sighed deeply and sat down on the ground.

His wide white robe and snow-white long hair quickly blended into the snow. Combined with his pale face, he really looked like an ice sculpture.

"Alas, how long has it been? This fairy tree can still appear in the world?" Winter God stared at the white earth: "Even the Fengshen Platform of Shenye Sect has stopped studying it."

"What?" Autumn God frowned.

This news is indeed a bit unexpected. It is well known that Winter God is a traitor in Shenye Sect.

If it were a spy from other sects, let alone "well-known", even if there was one person who knew, they would have to be immediately pulled out and fertilized.

However, the incident was quite a big deal at the time, and even the founder of Lingye Sect was shocked, so even if they knew, Shenye Sect had to keep him well.

The divine domain where two gods live, and one of them has to be kept at maximum power for a long time to perform magical arts, the resources consumed are really not a little bit.

Keeping him is one thing, but no secrets will be leaked to him.

"Have you been here for too long and your ears are not good? I said that the upper world has given up on studying the Yuanmi Immortal Tree!"

"Why?"

The attitude of the Winter God did not affect the Autumn God. Instead, He asked curiously: "That is a special spiritual plant that can form an entire world. It is said that the earliest cave was a fruit of it. Why would such a magical spiritual plant give up research?"

"It is said that the immortal ancestor of the Shenye Sect passed down the news. That tree... It is very difficult to further transform. It is a dead end."

"Dead end?" The Autumn God took a sip of the teacup that was already covered with snowflakes, and then said: "Cannot ascend to become an immortal?"

"Yes, its laws can only exist in the lower world, and it cannot ascend."

"How can this be? Didn't the original Yuanmi Immortal Tree come from the immortal world? Can't ascend?"

The Autumn God was really shocked this time.

If the Yuanmi Immortal Tree cannot ascend, it cannot obtain the immortal power to transform from a mortal to an immortal, and can only stop at the seventh-level spiritual plant-seventh-level, how can it be called an immortal tree?

"I don't know about that. Maybe we need to take another path. Maybe... it's not pure enough."

The God of Winter emphasized the word "pure".

After saying this, He slowly stood up, drank the tea that the God of Autumn had not finished because of surprise, and then walked into the wind and snow.

He disappeared soon.

Only the God of Autumn sat there chewing on the word "pure".

He didn't even have time to ask the God of Spring about his recent situation.

This purity, does it refer to the purity of the spiritual power of the Source Mi Immortal Tree, or the purity of the world inside the Source Mi Immortal Tree?

But the problem is that if the Source Mi Immortal Tree wants to transform, there must be a world inside it. How can the contamination and distractions of many souls in the process of world evolution remain pure? (End of this chapter)