Chapter 364 363 I Really Don’t Want to Be a Doctor!
Song He was thinking about whether it would work.
Zhen Lei Ya noticed that he was silent, and immediately knew that Song He must have had an idea.
This was normal. During the activation of the formation, several legendary spiritual plants were produced, and Bagua Dao Hengmu was still a relatively poor one.
When it comes to unknown spiritual plants, this group of spiritual plant masters cannot remain calm.
‘I hope it’s not to open the magic door. ’
It sighed softly. It said a lot and wanted to persuade, but if Song He wanted to do it, it would be useless no matter how much it said.
It couldn’t protect itself, so how could it talk about other things?
After a brief thought, Song He thought that this matter could be tried, and it depended on whether he could apply for the formation. After all, it was a formation from the upper realm. If he wanted to build it, he didn’t know if there were enough spiritual stones...
The higher the level of the formation, the higher the requirements for materials.
If he wanted to control the formation in his own hands, he could only provide materials and build it himself, and he could never be a supplier of materials.
Thinking of this, he finally asked a question.
"Senior, what is the name of that formation?"
Zhen Lei Ya thought that Song He had asked, but he did not hide it. "The Pregnant Spirit Suppressing God Formation. If you want this formation, you can ask your master or Fu Shengjun."
Song He wrote down the name and stood up.
"Thank you, senior. I will arrange things here first. These formations are really useless."
When he designed this place, he had already thought of using spiritual plants as the veins for transportation. The later peach tree of division of disasters actually verified this idea.
It's a pity that he didn't know that Zhen Lei Ya's thunder power was so terrifying that even the formation couldn't bear it... Fortunately, it's not too late to make up for it now.
If it doesn't work, just upgrade it.
It will always get better and better.
"How are you going to arrange it..." Zhen Lei Ya asked curiously.
"It depends on whether you are willing to take care of me." Song He laughed, "I will plant the crystal thunder vine here, and the crystal thunder vine will replace the formation to transport the thunder power.
Although you are in the Abyssal Soul Branch, you should be able to extend your spirituality and affect the surrounding spiritual plants, right?"
"..."
That is to say, the Thunder Branch does not understand the word "capital", otherwise Song He would be considered a capitalist. He can't even rest here to recuperate, and he actually has to arrange work for it.
But there is nothing wrong with Song He's proposal.
Now it is not only discharging its excess thunder power, but also its spirituality. The spirituality accumulated over the long years is already a heavy burden for it now.
It must be solved.
It only needs to ensure that its core spirituality and memory are not lost, and the rest of the excess spirituality can be abandoned.
The power of the Eight Diagrams is mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. It only needs to wait until the soul is not incomplete, and go directly to the Eight Diagrams Dao Hengmu to hang for a hundred years, and then it can recover to its peak.
But no objection is no objection.
Zhen Lei Ya said proudly: "Then you have to bring some special spiritual plants for me to take care of. If it is an ordinary spiritual plant... it will not be in my eyes."
It is also a noble sixth-level spiritual plant. Even if it wants to help, it must be special. It really doesn't look down on ordinary spiritual plants.
Song He has no opinion on its idea.
If the crystal thunder vine transformed by the Heavenly Dao is no longer in my eyes, then nothing can be in my eyes, right?
After it agreed, Song He immediately started to act.
He arranged the crystal thunder vine underground according to the layout of the formation, and then added the necessary entries, and finally used the power of the universe light to give birth.
The construction in the Mi Shen Tree has become familiar.
After just one hour, the original formation has been replaced by the crystal thunder vine. With the Yuanhai Soul Branch as the center, the dense vines extend like a spirit snake.
Thunder Bud was very satisfied with these younger brothers who were nourished by the power of heaven, and had generously added a touch of power to the overflowing thunder power.
This power will continuously guide and help the crystal thunder vines, ensuring that they will not grow crooked while also enhancing their spirituality.
In the face of this higher-level suppression force, the crystal thunder vines were obedient and Song He didn't have to worry about them at all. They grew so well.
Song He only needed to draw a line, and they would grow directly along it.
Winding and twisting.
Finally arrived at a newly dug thunder pool.
A fourth-level life thunder tree was planted inside the pool. This tree feeds on lightning. The purer the lightning, the better it grows.
In addition, Song He also released some third-level spirit insects that absorb lightning power nearby.
This silkworm spirit insect, called thunder silkworm, will weave the power of lightning into its cocoon. Their intelligence is not high, but as long as there is lightning power, they will weave cocoons.
Until their vitality is destroyed and devoured by the power of thunder and lightning, they will perish in the power of thunder and lightning after laying eggs, and the cycle will repeat.
They can be called the ultimate worker insects in the spiritual insect world.
They have almost no requirements for the environment and food, but they work hard all their lives to spin silk and make cocoons, and at the end of their lives they will jump directly into the thunder pool and burn themselves...
Even Song He sighed a little.
He looked at the new area that had just been built and said to the girl beside him: "The thunder silkworm will not stop spinning silk until it dies, is it talking about this kind of spiritual insect?"
The girl tilted her head.
She said: "Isn't this caused by the monks of Yingxingtang? They have no self-awareness. Brother, why should you be sad?"
Jin Chou's voice was quite calm.
In her opinion, beings without intelligence are far from being called living beings. This kind of thunder silkworm is just like a consumable item - she is not the only one, many people think so.
Hearing what she said, Song He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "You seem to be very familiar with it. I didn't even know that this kind of spiritual insect was made by Ying Xingtang."
"Brother, our Jinlingshu clan is under the protection of Yingxingtang. Of course we will know more about many things."
This young member of the Golden Spirit Rat has a cute baby face and two small dumplings on his head. He looks like a dragon girl in a secular New Year painting.
But in fact, she was very calm and restrained.
There was no emotion at all when he said this.
This made Song He even more sad.
After staying in the Mishen Tree for so long, she has never made any suggestions other than planting and breeding, and she has not even planned to go out.
The calm one is like a puppet, a puppet who has set work goals.
Song He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when he was collecting the power of joy a few days ago, he was surprised to find that... the young leader of the Golden Spirit Rat had no emotion of joy at all.
In this huge world, she is the only one without joy.
Although she still laughs when she is with her tribe, she is also happy because of the food, and she is happy because of the warm and comfortable underground cave.
But... without the fluctuation of joy, the expression is just an expression, and the happiness does not reach the bottom of my heart.
This discovery really made Song He feel worried and uneasy.
After thinking for a moment, he tested and paid attention to Jinchou through some methods. The result was that there was really no emotional fluctuation at all.
At that moment, he almost wanted to squeeze her to death.
Just a little bit different.
Everything in the Mi Shen Tree world must be stable. This kind of guy who appears to be smiling and happy but has no emotions at all in his heart is too dangerous.
‘Well, since you’ve helped me so much, I’d better worry about it. If it’s what I think, maybe it can be treated. ’
Song He looked at the smiling young patriarch and decided to help. His words were a little tactful:
"If you call me brother, you should be satisfied with this place... When Uncle Jin asked you to help me, I was also satisfied."
"Is there anything you need my help with? In recent days, I have received enlightenment from Heaven and learned some magical powers related to emotions and feelings."
Hmm... Although his words were a bit euphemistic.
But in fact, it's just "a little bit", but any normal person can hear what it means.
Jinchou understood Song He's meaning immediately, and his expression was a little out of control, as if there were cracks in the mask.
Did Song He actually discover something that even the Yuanying within the sect failed to discover? He... wants to help himself?
She lowered her head and said in a deep voice: "Brother, do you think I am imprisoned here or am I serving you?"
Song He was slightly startled.
He remembered what Jin Zhenren said to him at the cocktail party. At that time, Zhen Zhen, who was a bit wretched, said in a joking tone——
"My granddaughter is here with you, so I feel relieved. There is no better world than the pure world of newborns.
Senior Nephew Song, you must never let her leave.
She can help you so much that it would take hundreds of years to do it all. "
He didn't think much about it at the time.
After all, to the monks, hundreds of years are nothing, especially to the long-lived demon clan - but after thinking about it carefully, this does not seem to be "help", but more like " captivity".
In other words, he found the safest place for Jinchou to stay there and not let her run around.
Generally speaking, if you are not allowed to run around, it will definitely involve diseases related to the soul. There is also this kind of fully enclosed "medical center" in Lingye Sect.
Even though the civilization in the world of immortality is so prosperous, there are still not many ways to deal with the gods. Any mistake may lead to catastrophe.
It is better to live than to die.
‘It’s exactly what I thought. ’ Song He thought in his heart.
Some things are really troublesome when you don't want to think about them, but if you think about it carefully, it won't be a troublesome thing - Song He's sense has always been keen, and if he thinks it is, then there is a high probability that it is.
As for how to solve it.
It's quite simple. He has learned the methods of turning emotions into entities. Naturally, he also has the methods of detecting moods and emotions.
You can even direct your emotions directly.
Solve the problem fundamentally - remove the uneasiness, and the rest is happiness.
He replied: "You need me to check you out."
Jinchou felt something was not good, but she did not refuse. Instead, she came closer and said, "It's all up to my brother to decide how to check."
Her expression was respectful and calm.
"Don't panic, look here."
Song He had already raised his hand, and a colorful halo of light flowed from his fingertips. It gathered together and finally turned into water droplets.
"Tick tick tick~"
It slowly dripped onto the ground.
The land was instantly stained by the colorful halo, and ripples bloomed from where it dropped, forming a circle around Jinchou silently.
Immediately, it began to sway and become transparent.
Finally, it turned into a spring. Jinchou stood on the water like this, and the reflection in the water was blue, like tens of thousands of years of solid ice, without a trace of temperature.
Seeing this, Song He's expression froze slightly.
This... no matter how you look at it, it seems to be somewhat similar to the Seven Emotions Sad Spirit?
All of them are expressed in ice, which actually represents the eternal frozen heart, or the East frozen land that has long been dead.
To deal with this situation, it is reasonable to find the crux and prescribe the right medicine directly - but Jinchou probably doesn't want to say it, and the effect is too slow, and Song He doesn't want to be so slow.
The Seven Emotions Sad Spirit had no choice but to do this.
Her heart is even more frozen than the ten thousand years of black ice.
The pent-up emotions cannot be broken casually, and it needs to be done slowly.
But Jinchou's "ice" here is not very thick.
Maybe he could try the method he had in mind. If he could solve it, Jin Chou would work even harder, and he could also give Master Jin an explanation.
By the way, practice your own methods and skills.
It will be useful in the future sooner or later.
‘Relieve and... bloom. ’
Thinking of this, Song He withdrew his power, and the pool of water on the ground and the colorful halo all returned to his body.
He looked at Jin Chou and suddenly said, "Can you still transform into your original form?"
Jin Chou: "..." What?
These spirit beasts that have long transformed into humans will hardly show their original forms in front of outsiders. It is a very shameful thing, especially the Jinling Rat...
Except for those who often drill tunnels, they basically will not show their original forms.
So, what is Song He going to do?
She had a hint of doubt in her heart, but she did not refuse, but nodded: "Of course... as you wish."
The khaki halo flickered on her body.
It shrank and shrank again under the halo, and finally became a small light shield the size of a palm. As the light shield slowly dissipated, a white mouse appeared on the ground.
It was probably smaller than the size of a palm, and the white fur all over its body looked longer than the white balls of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. Each hair was flowing with halo, and it was really as smooth as brocade.
It looked very good to touch.
Other than that, there was nothing special.
It didn't look like a high-level spirit beast at all, let alone compared with the evil spirits of the Eternal Dark Abyss, the seven-colored divine deer, and the mermaids. Even compared with the mouse-shaped spirit beasts, it didn't have an advantage.
It was just like a pet mouse raised in the mortal world, ordinary.
However, Song He showed satisfaction, and it was better to be smaller.
In other words, it needed to be smaller so that it could wear cotton clothes and make smaller fireworks without consuming too much material. (End of this chapter)