Chapter 355 354 Prison and Pleiades Chicken

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 because it was approaching winter, it was muffled and almost inaudible.

Song He almost cried at his words.

Then he suddenly realized... This was obviously the magical power emitted by Qiu Shen's instinct, but it could instantly shatter 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, to ask about me?"

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 you some clothes 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 does work.

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 Senlu 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.

After 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 items for my master. The colors and styles will be 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 was not going to wear it for him.

The so-called Record of the Joy of the Four Seasons God is actually the legend of the sacrificial ceremony of the God of Four Seasons. It naturally contains the patterns and clothing styles that the God of Spring likes the most.

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

‘Forget it, I won’t trouble this child any more. ’

The God of Autumn waved his hand, and a door opened next to it. At the same time, a small lamp appeared in Song He’s hand.

He pointed to the door and said, “You go to see him. Remember... He is a sinner and can’t stay for long. Just leave 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 power.”

Song He nodded, then saluted, “Disciple will try to finish the clothes as soon as possible. Master, disciple, take your leave!”

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

There was already a lunch box in his hand.

He held the lunch box in his left hand and the lamp in his right hand, and disappeared into the door.

As he left

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

He supported his arms and leaned lazily on the table, not wanting to move.

He even wanted to sleep.

It always felt very boring.

...

On the other side.

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

This was no longer the golden sand sea he had seen before, but a prison full of dead silence and loneliness.

It was the forest green prison that frightened countless monks.

The ground and the sky were covered by dark chains, and only the small lamp in his hand, which lit up with his footsteps, was the only light in the dark night.

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

At this moment, he was like a mortal.

When he heard the master say that he couldn't use mana before, he didn't think it was a big deal, but after coming in, he found that it was not as simple as he thought.

This feeling is really uncomfortable. What the monks are proud of is their mana. When the mana is deprived, most of them will feel insecure.

Especially the endless darkness around and no mana to protect themselves. For the monks, it is really torture.

"Master is so strong... Is there a reason?"

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

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

A figure walked out slowly in the darkness.

It was a young and even childish shy monk who walked out of the darkness with a surprised expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Ye." Song He smiled and looked at him.

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

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

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

It was natural for a disciple of Master Xing Ke to be abnormal.

He took out a mighty rooster with golden feathers and flowing sunlight from the bamboo basket behind him and said with a smile:

"You came by chance. Come on, I just caught a Maori chicken. Let's just make a beggar chicken!"

Ah?

Maori chicken?

Isn't that the blood of Xingxiu God? It's a fifth-level or even sixth-level true spirit beast. Can you... catch it like this?

Song He couldn't help but look at the golden rooster several times, but he didn't feel any terrifying power aura on it at all. It was just like an ordinary rooster.

Well... if golden and flowing light are considered ordinary, then it is indeed quite ordinary.

"Are you curious about this chicken?" Ye Cai led the way in front, and his voice came: "There are many descendants of the True Spirits captured by our predecessors in Senlu Prison, and they are our source of food.

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

He paused here, and his tone suddenly rose:

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

This Maori Chicken in my hand is easy to catch. The blood and flesh flowing in its body without the killing and dryness are the source of our power to get through the long night."

"Give a slap and a sweet date?" Song He couldn't help but blurt out, and sure enough, he heard Brother Ye Cai's laughter.

Obviously, this brother also thinks so.

Clearly they were imprisoned here, their magic power and consciousness were imprisoned, making them like mortals; but they provided such precious True Spirit blood as food to nourish their magic power and flesh.

Spirit beasts with true spirit blood are not easy to catch or handle. In this regard, the Jinling Rat Clan in his Mishen Tree knows a lot, and he also knows a lot.

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

But with these things, as long as the cultivators are willing to make progress, they probably won't pay much attention to the environment.

It's really a real slap in the face and then a mountain of jujube trees.

He thought about it and soon followed Senior Brother Ye to a thatched house. The latter did not need Song He's help and cleaned the chicken very neatly.

The chicken feathers and internal organs were all cleaned up and piled on the ground.

Then he put in a bunch of seasonings, plucked a huge leaf to wrap it up, and then covered it with a thick layer of soil with a faint colorful halo.

Finally, he threw it into the red flame that was burning on the stove.

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

The bright light emanated from the stone lamp, illuminating the surroundings, and also illuminating Senior Brother Ye Cai's happy smile.

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

He was like a young boy looking forward to the food, and he couldn't help rubbing his palms, as if he couldn't wait.

Song He was stunned.

Let’s not talk about the other things first… The colorful halo of mud, could it 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 Jinling Rat Clan to make this, why don’t you try it, senior brother?"

As he spoke, he looked around strangely, with a puzzled tone: "Where are the senior brothers from before, don’t you live together?"

"You also brought me food? Don’t worry about him, 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, but just looked back silently, as if nothing had happened.

There was a lot of food in the lunch box designed with space runes.

Seeing the steamed Yuejiang fish, braised lion head, smoked sausage, wind liver marrow soup and other hard dishes placed inside, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Especially after he found that there were still a few gourds of wine, he smiled so hard that his face turned red, and his eyes were also a little red.

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

"I must not break my promise to my senior brother." Song He shook his head indifferently: "It's a pity that I still brought too little. I didn't expect that my senior brother's environment is like this."

"It's enough."

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

Other things...

Song He, who was originally going to ask about the spiritual rune of Senior Brother Ye, hesitated for a moment, but didn't ask in the end.

Since it's a meal, let's eat well.

He already understood the knowledge, and the only thing left is how to integrate it.

Maybe Qiu Shen is watching here. I want to do something for Senior Brother Ye, and it is better to wait until there is a result before mentioning it to Qiu Shen.

Now, let's eat.

He shook his head and said, "No, I just came to see you and have a meal."

"Then let's have a good meal!"

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

The two did not talk about anything else, but simply toasted and exchanged cups, and talked about some fantastic legends.

The chat was quite pleasant.

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

The taste really made Song He greedy.

The body has never been so eager for a meal, as if this thing is of great benefit to itself-True Spirit Bloodline, it is indeed good.

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

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

The taste was smooth and delicious, and there was a burst of spiritual power like the bright sun, which was like a sun tour in his meridians that burned impurities.

Both his appetite and body 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 was not that he wanted to leave, but the light of the lamp was dimming, indicating that his time here was coming to an end.

Obviously, the warden Qiu Shen did not want him to stay any longer.

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

From beginning to end, Song He did not ask Senior Brother Ye anything, and Senior Brother Ye did not say anything to Song He, just like a friend who had not seen each other for a long time and had a meal.

Apart from that, there were no other trivial matters, very pure.

Although he did not do anything and did not get any knowledge, Song He felt quite happy and satisfied, and left here with a happy step.

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