Chapter 425 424 Magical Power: Peach Blossoms with Spring Rain

Chapter 425 424. Magical Power: Peach Blossoms with Spring Rain

The boat quickly returned to the sect.

The God of Autumn had already ordered people to prepare the rituals and preparations for worshiping the God of Spring, and even activated a cave that had not been used for a long time.

That is, Spring Returns to the Cave - taken from the meaning of spring returning to the earth.

There is warm sunshine and spring breeze in this cave, and all kinds of flowers that only bloom in spring compete with each other in splendor.

It seems to be always full of vitality that belongs exclusively to spring.

It is worth mentioning that there is no spiritual plant here. Begonia, peach blossom, apricot blossom, winter jasmine and other flowers are the most ordinary and mundane plants.

They just bloom for a long time under a mysterious power in order to dedicate their beauty to a certain god.

……

Standing in front of a lake surrounded by blooming flowers.

The God of Autumn, Rushu, sighed: "This used to be the palace of the God of Spring, Suiying. Before he completely sealed his heart, he would walk around in the palace.

At that time, we drank in the spring days when flowers were in full bloom.

The peach blossom wine made by Suiying is unique. Even Yulei and Shentu willingly picked the peach blossoms from the sacred tree and gave them to Suiying."

Song He listened obediently without expressing any opinions.

He heard the God of Autumn talk about the situation of the God of Spring. The god always had the idea of ​​self-sacrifice, and it was rooted in his heart and could not be eliminated.

He may get what he wants every time he self-destructs, but his friends will definitely not feel very good when they see him self-destruct like this, and they will even feel very uncomfortable.

The better the relationship was in the past, the more nostalgic it is when seeing the current scenery, and the deeper the pain in the heart - at least in terms of feelings, the gods Song He saw seemed to be the same as humans.

He felt that the God of Autumn did not need to respond, just listen.

And God of Autumn did not want Song He to answer. He just needed a listener who could listen quietly, that was all.

He quickly adjusted his mood.

He looked at Daoist Lou Che who was standing beside him and bowed slightly:

"This matter involves the Shenye Sect, and I need your help."

Daoist Lou Che shook his head and hid aside: "You are embarrassing me, God of Autumn. How can you salute a junior like me?

If I accept this salute, I will be drowned by my fellow apprentices with saliva!"

He has indeed ascended to the upper realm now, and he is also a combined Daoist, but God of Autumn's cultivation is not worse than his, not to mention that God of Autumn has made great contributions.

Whether it is the Green Prison or the occasions where God of Autumn needs to come forward to suppress, God of Autumn does no worse than any other head.

If he really relies on his high cultivation to accept it, as he said, he will be criticized by the brothers and sisters who have ascended from the upper realm for generations.

Maybe there will be a grumpy guy who will beat him up.

"Forget it, just do your job well." Qiu Shen showed a teasing smile on his face: "The leader below, the deacon above, and now you have to do hard labor.

Haha, it seems that you, Lou Che, are destined to be toilsome."

Lou Che: "..."

Daojun curled his lips in dissatisfaction, looked at Song He, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? You are the main priest in this matter, why don't you go up!"

Song He: "..." Why can I, a melon eater, be injured by mistake? Can't you spray back?

He curled his lips and stepped onto the lake honestly.

His mind became clear in an instant.

"Ding~"

The moment he stepped onto the lake.

There seemed to be a strange tremolo.

Then there was the sound of the piano like a clear spring.

No one played it, it was a spontaneous sound between heaven and earth, like a stream that broke through the ice and flowed slowly, full of vitality.

Song He began to dance to the music.

This was the pleasing dance that he had learned for a long time, and it was specifically for the Spring God. Only the Autumn God remembered it in the whole world, so he was almost taught by the Autumn God himself.

When Song He thought of the painful learning process, his heart trembled, and he quickly threw all distracting thoughts out of his mind. His mind became pure and his steps became more and more skillful.

The young man's figure was slender and powerful, but his movements were gentle and brisk. With the music, he really looked like a small tree welcoming the arrival of spring.

Ripples appeared on the lake, and fish swam out from the bottom of the lake.

Fishes surrounded Song He, swimming freely in the air, their tails gorgeous and splendid, dragging into rainbow lights.

The Autumn God threw out the flower crown made of peach blossoms that he had prepared long ago, and threw it directly on Song He's head.

The moment the flower crown fell on Song He's head, a rich and fragrant aroma filled the air. The fragrance of the spring breeze and peach blossoms formed a whirlwind, swirling towards the sky.

This strange dance and music seemed to have attracted the attention of a certain existence. The sky became brighter and clearer, without a single cloud covering it.

The spring light fell and shone on Song He's body.

All the creatures in the entire cave, even the insects without much intelligence, silently turned their heads towards Song He and worshiped him.

At this moment, the God of Spring noticed Song He.

Although He had not yet descended, He did cast a glance at him.

The God of Autumn breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, this ritual was already an extremely simplified version.

According to the sacrificial rituals set at the beginning, Song He not only had to dance, but also had to dance 81 dances in a row, play music to the God of Spring, and then offer 9981 special spiritual flowers from early spring to late spring.

Only in this way could he attract the attention of the God of Spring.

Although he knew how to dance those dances and was willing to teach Song He, it was too difficult.

The dance for worshipping gods was complicated and difficult.

Not to mention Song He, who was half-baked, even the cultivators of Tianji Sect and Xianle Sect would probably go crazy if they saw it. If they wanted to learn all of them, they would have to practice for decades at least.

So he had to teach the most basic one.

Fortunately, it was successful.

"Remember it well, this is the Spring Festival song." Qiu Shen instructed: "In the future, you will need to take charge of the land veins of the Xianyin Tree, and you must learn to control the music."

Song He did not answer.

"I see that this kid has been immersed in it. Next, we should deal with that guy... Tsk, I really don't want to pay attention to him."

Lou Che sighed slightly, and his figure flew high into the sky, then raised his head and looked straight at the sky.

A strange human face seemed to appear in the sky.

Wrinkles were layered, like dry and old bark.

Only his eyes were as bright as the sun and the moon.

The terrifying pressure poured down like water. If it weren't for the God of Autumn holding up his divine power in time, I'm afraid even Chun Hui Dong Tian would have been suppressed.

He is the foundation of the upper world's God Ye Zong, and also the only Yuan Mi fairy tree outside the fairy world. He is rooted in the chaotic universe, and each fruit is a world.

"Old man, we plan to take back Sui Ying and Yu Qiang, how are you going to stop us?" Lou Che looked at him neither servile nor arrogant.

In his hand, he had already taken the divine whip given by Jiang Shang, the ancestor of the Jiang family, in his hand-if Yuan Mi Shen didn't want to, he could only ask him to taste the taste of the divine whip.

But in the end, Yuan Mi Shen didn't even look at him and ignored him directly.

The ancient tree god looked straight at Song He, as if he had penetrated Song He's body and saw the strange, wantonly stretching Mi Shen tree.

That was a tree that was completely different from his body that had taken root in the universe and experienced countless years of vicissitudes. It was full of infinite possibilities, and even... smoother than his path.

"... The world inside the body is square and round."

The voice of Yuan Mi Shen was as old as his age.

He sighed deeply: "The four directions and the upper and lower are called the universe, and the past and the present are called the universe - I didn't expect that the Mi Shen tree and the Zhou Guang Baoshu were actually one.

Space without time is absolutely not enough.

Old... Alas, I am old, no longer as good as before."

After saying this, he left quickly, and the pressure faded like the tide. At the same time, a strange world with flying snow appeared in the sky.

The earth, mountains, lakes, and oceans.

All the scenery that came into view was extremely cold.

Only... there was a lake that was not frozen.

Yu Qiang, wearing a white robe, sat quietly on the lake, stroking the mirror-like water with his palms, and sat there, with the wind and snow surrounding him.

It seemed to last until the end of eternal time.

Everything happened in a flash.

Lou Che then reacted and looked at Qiu Shen who was casting a spell, and shook his head at him.

The latter also heard what Yuan Mi Shen meant - the Universe Light Treasure Tree and the Mi Shen Tree must be together, perhaps in this way they can be promoted to a higher level.

But the Universe Light Treasure Tree is too special.

It can absorb the power of the Universe Light River and provide the Lingye Sect with special spiritual energy that allows the spiritual plants to mature quickly, which is almost indispensable.

Without the power of the Universe Light Treasure Tree, it would be quite troublesome in many cases, whether it is the formation or the response when facing a crisis.

In the final analysis, the slow growth of spiritual plants is always a huge limitation, and the inability to convert spiritual plants into immediate combat power is the pain point of the Lingye Sect.

The Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree is okay, but the Universe Light Treasure Tree must not belong to a certain person, it must belong to the sect.

God of Autumn suppressed his worries, looked up at the sky, and said loudly:

"Yu Qiang, does He want to see such a view?"

God of Winter narrowed his eyes and looked down at the extremely calm spring water - this is the real spring water taken from the God of Spring's divine domain.

It is the water formed by the raindrops that gather the vitality of spring.

The God of Spring, wearing a light green robe, lay quietly in the pool. He should have closed his eyes, but now he has opened them.

His light green eyes looked at God of Winter quietly.

Facing such a pair of eyes and the deep sadness in them, even God of Winter, whose heart is as cold as ice, trembled slightly.

"..."

"Forget it, since someone is offering sacrifices..."

He stood up for the first time in three thousand years. The wide robe left the lake like a curtain of snow - this means that the seal of His divine power has been lifted.

The God of Spring, who was sleeping in the lake, slowly floated up.

As his divine power appeared, the eternal snow and wind around him were blown away by the warm spring breeze, turning the ice into streams and the dead silence into vitality - spring is the most restraining winter.

The spring god Sui Ying stood on the lake, looking at his youngest brother.

"You are very disobedient, brother, sister is very disappointed in you."

After saying this, he threw his sleeves in dissatisfaction and flew straight into the sky, instantly passing through countless space barriers.

From the Conferred God Realm of the Upper Realm Shen Ye Zong Yuan Mi Yu to the Spring Return Cave Heaven of the Ling Ye Zong.

"... How come this temperament and temper have never changed? You just left, don't you still have to pick up the pieces as your brother?" The winter god was scolded but smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised.

He looked at this divine domain where everything was revived by the spring breeze.

There is no trace of nostalgia in his eyebrows.

Wave your sleeves and robe gently——

The entire divine realm suddenly and quietly began to disintegrate.

Everything disappears under the spring breeze, just like snow melting into water. The divine domain itself, which is composed of divine power, returns to become the most basic divine power.

Logically speaking, it should be returned to Him, but He refused the return of the divine power and silently watched as those divine powers surged toward the sky and disappeared.

Only a certain clam shell in the sea was preserved by Him - inside that clam shell was the pearl clam from the Pearl Spring Vein that Qiu God had just sent a message to him to request. Inside was a pearl that had been nurtured for a hundred thousand years. of pearls.

He smashed the clam shell to pieces with a single finger, took only the pearl inside in his hand, raised his head and shouted: "People have sacrificed to me, so I should be allowed to return the favor, right?"

Old man, I have stayed with you for so long, thank you for taking care of me! "

He has already dispersed all his divine power at this moment, and it is definitely not enough to carry a treasure across borders, so he urgently needs the strength of an enemy.

The old man, that is, Genya God, is such a victim.

God Yuanya did not answer, but a branch immediately dropped from the sky, and it was drawn towards the winter god Yuqiang like a top.

This branch is equipped with absolutely powerful divine power, which is enough to carry Yu Qiang and the pearl through the barrier between space and realm to the lower realm, but...it looks like he is angry no matter how he looks at it.

…

Spring returns inside the cave.

A tall woman suddenly appeared next to Song He. He first watched Song He dance with interest, then shook his head: "This dance is so bad!"

After saying that, he directly reached out and took Song He's hand.

Then he directly took over the dominant position, changing from a single dance to a double dance mode - but the movements of the two were almost exactly the same, and his figure gradually faded.

Only the hem of His skirt embroidered with countless flowers was flying.

Countless strange streams of light drifted out.

As long as the plants illuminated by these streams of light will be blessed by divine power and evolve, they will evolve to at least the level of fourth-level spiritual plants.

The spiritual energy in the entire cave suddenly surged.

He whispered to Song He: "Where is the sacrifice you gave me?"

Only then did Song He react, and he quickly threw out a total of eighty-one extremely beautiful clothes that he had cut and sewn with his own hands. Those clothes were floating beside him.

The figure of the Spring God appeared in every piece of clothing, and then began to dance gracefully, as if there were eighty-one Spring Gods dancing at the same time, and each one danced differently.

It’s truly a dazzling display.

The beauty is breathtaking.

The Spring God was obviously very satisfied with this gift. He kissed He Song's forehead gently before letting go of Song He's hand.

Delicate, warm...

The fragrance of peach blossoms and the vitality of spring come like a tide.

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with your sacrifice... I still have some divine power, you should like this gift."

Along with His voice, wisps of rain suddenly fell from the sky. The rain was fine and cool, and peach blossom petals fell.

After falling on Song He, his body trembled slightly, and the branches in his body that represented the magical power of heaven "calling for winter and calling for snow" trembled slightly, trying to catch the rain and dew.

Like a blessing to the soul.

Song He knew that he was going to have a new magical power.