Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Chapter 230 229. The gold and black of faith

"It's a pity that this jade branch grows too slowly. If it could grow faster... it could really become my collector of magical powers."

Song He felt a little pity.

But it doesn't matter. Junior brother and junior sister's future achievements will definitely be limitless. It's better to catch two powerful ones than to find a bunch of unrealistic ones.

What he needs to consider now is... the issue of faith.

If faith can help spiritual plants produce spiritual bodies, is it an exception or a common phenomenon?

‘When it comes to faith, there are indeed some methods. ’ He looked back at Song Changsheng, who was still immersed in the spectacle and unable to extricate himself.

Wouldn’t it be possible to gain faith by treating illnesses and saving lives?

Put together some spiritual plants with healing power, and then live in symbiosis with Song Changsheng. He will treat illnesses and save people, and then inject the power of faith into them.

Is it just a walking spirit body making machine?

worth considering.

After all, doesn’t this person want to cure illnesses and save people?

I can be considered as fulfilling his wish.

…

Time passed in a blink of an eye.

In the following days, Song He completely figured out what the sunflower named Xiaokui was capable of.

The results are quite gratifying.

It can control the aura produced by the sunflowers by absorbing sunlight, and can also focus the aura on a certain sunflower, causing it to enter an overloaded state.

Of course, the most important thing... it can produce an extremely special kind of sunflower seed, which is said to require the absorption of faith and spiritual power to grow.

When it grows up, it will transform into a spirit body similar to Xiaokui.

In this way, it can be regarded as a follow-up.

From being alone to being sustainable.

After understanding this, Song He deliberately began to make a name for these sunflowers - first in the temple where he used to gather the power of faith.

There is an additional sunflower in the hand of his idol.

At the same time, let the emperor promote the power of sunflowers, and then add some mythological elements into it.

For example, when he first descended to earth, there was such a magical sunflower following him.

But he saw that the world was miserable and without any aura.

Feel compassion.

So Sunflower next to him took the initiative to incarnate into thousands of people. After going through the painful separation, he was finally able to enter the homes of thousands of ordinary families.

Help them transform the land and give birth to spiritual energy.

In the end, everyone can enjoy the fairy crops grown by spiritual energy.

It's a very old-fashioned legendary story, but as long as a little tragic element is added to it - for example, the sunflower can no longer follow him back to the fairy world, and the price is huge.

The best thing to say is the beautiful sunflower fairy.

That would be even better.

In this way, more ordinary people can learn about Sunflower, and the power of faith will naturally be transferred to Sunflower.

About another month passed.

The sunflowers on the Danling Mountain are fully mature, absorbing sunlight every day, producing a steady stream of spiritual energy, which is collected through the formation into the huge reservoir below.

The spiritual water in the reservoir is transported by spirit vines to almost every mortal home. These magical vines will find a place to grow quietly.

Mortals only need to press the flowers above, and clear and sweet spiritual water will flow out continuously.

It is extremely convenient, and there is no need to dig wells or go to the river to get water.

The spiritual water rich in spiritual energy was asked by Song He to irrigate the land, and then planted Yunzhi and began to continuously transform the land, making the land fertile and full of spiritual energy.

It's almost visible to the naked eye.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the entire Ye Kingdom capital city is gradually increasing. Spiritual energy, a nearly omnipotent energy source, is naturally very good for mortals.

The mortals who had absorbed the spiritual energy were all in high spirits and had rosy faces.

The energy and spirit are completely different.

The emperor's face turned crooked when he smiled.

It was at this time that Song He's plan was fully launched.

Two crops, named river rice and river wheat by Song River, were distributed in large quantities so that people could plant them as they pleased.

Needless to say, these modified crops are much better than the original crops in terms of yield, growth rate, taste and aura.

Just bury them in the ground and they will grow. Even children who have never done any housework or farm work can take care of them properly.

They grow very fast and mature almost every two months.

And the yield is extremely high and the taste is good.

When the heavy and plump ears of wheat and rice bent the branches, the number of people who came to the temple to pray for blessings and incense increased sharply, and all of them were extremely pious.

The people even spontaneously offered the best of the two crops they planted to Song He, and almost quarreled over whose rice or wheat was better.

In the end, the emperor came forward and personally selected the two best plants, and asked the two families who planted them to offer them to Song He.

Golden ears of rice and wheat are placed in front of the statue.

The flow of people further increased dramatically.

There was no empty futon, and people kept coming and going, kowtowing and praying:

"Immortal, bless us to harvest more!"

"Bless my children to thrive."

"Immortal, please bless my husband for his safe return!"

The smell of incense lingers.

The ordinary white jade statue obviously has a touch of indescribable divinity.

Song He, Chen Yao and Xiao Bai just hid their figures and watched from the side, looking at the fragrant statue and listening to the people telling their wishes to the sculpture.

The sounds of prayers conveyed golden light.

Threads of extremely pure golden light of faith were absorbed into the container of the Faithful Infant below along the runes carved on the surface of the statue.

With the lotus seeds of the Yunqing Immortal Lotus as the core, the golden spiritual light of faith turned into a physical entity, slowly building the body of the spiritual baby of faith.

The chubby and cute Nascent Soul was sitting inside the shrine.

There is a feeling of majesty in the face that is obviously fleshy.

It looks really gratifying.

Just...except for the golden light.

There’s also something jarring about it.

"You see, if I hadn't used that magic weapon to transfer my faith, the power of these wishes would have affected me."

Reaching out to pinch a wisp of invisible power, Song He frowned and said, "I haven't even responded to their wishes, but some people are already hating me for not helping them out of their misery.

If I really appear and help some people realize their wishes, more people whose wishes have not been realized will blame me and hate me. "

What he held in his hand was a wisp of black, struggling resentment. There seemed to be voices inside this resentment——

"Why, why don't you respond to me!"

"Why, why don't the immortals help me!"

"I hate them, I hate them!"

These sounds were like the most terrifying curse, so obvious and so dark in the golden light.

"Brother..."

"Owner!"

Chen Yao and Xiao Bai looked at Song He worriedly.

They all knew that Song He was not a dedicated Shinto monk, and most of the immortal cultivators were as afraid of these distracting thoughts in the human world.

It will affect your state of mind and cultivation.

"Don't worry." Song He smiled slightly, "If it were really a country's resentment, I would have to be more careful, but these resentments still can't affect me.

What's more, the monks of Shenye Sect should have already considered the occurrence of this situation. "

As he said this, he let go of his hand.

That wisp of black power immediately rushed toward the spirit infant in the shrine. As a result, before it could reach the spirit infant, it was swallowed up by the snake-like runes on the surface of the spirit infant shrine.

After being swallowed, those runes still shimmered with a halo.

It seemed like he was very satisfied.

Song He smiled and said: "The runes that can swallow up the impurities of these resentments... If these runes are seen by monks who practice Shinto, they will probably jump up.

How to resolve resentment is a very troublesome matter. "

Xiao Bai hesitated and said: "Master, I seem to have seen this kind of thing... No, I have seen it in my inherited memory."

It stared at the lines on the surface of the spiritual infant niche, its eyes a little blurry.

"Huh?" Song He asked curiously: "Didn't you say you hadn't seen it before? How come you remember it now?"

Xiaobai shook his head: "I don't know either... Take a look, this is the picture that appears in my memory."

With the help of the contract he had signed, Xiaobai passed on a picture, which seemed to be a majestic red and white tiger standing on the clouds.

The tiger was extremely muscular.

Standing in the clouds like some kind of mythical beast, it stared ahead - it was a mortal city filled with countless grievances.

The black resentment flew straight towards the tiger, but it was all absorbed by the white clouds at its feet. What appeared on the surface of the clouds were strange lines like snakes.

Immediately afterwards, the white clouds flew towards the city under its control, gradually growing in size, and finally enveloped the entire city.

Then, it started to rain in drizzles.

The clouds under my feet were falling with rainbow-colored spiritual rain.

Every drop falling to the ground and exploding will sparkle with a rainbow-colored halo, and there seem to be tiny seeds scattered in the halo.

The seeds fell with the heavy rain, happily landed on the earth, buried in the soil, and soon bloomed into rainbow-colored flowers.

Resentment is absorbed by these flowers.

Although the colorful light of the flower itself is getting darker and darker, it still holds its head high, and its brilliance only lasts for a moment.

Those flowers withered.

But at the moment of withering, a circle of spiritual energy ripples visible to the naked eye burst out, as well as crisp music.

The music and spiritual energy ripples spread outward, not only nourishing the mortals physically, but also soothing their spiritual emotions through the beautiful music.

The black resentment no longer appeared.

The whole city has returned to its usual bustling state.

The white tiger standing on the cloud looked down and continued to control the white cloud to fly towards the next city.

The scene ends here.