Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Tianwentang.

Song He has thought about what Tianwentang looks like many times.

I even asked my senior brothers around the corner.

But they all smiled mysteriously, saying that it was very magical inside, and did not describe in detail what it was like.

Now, he was finally able to come to Tianwen Hall to take a closer look.

After returning to the sect,

He was brought to the original place by his master, which was the place where he first handed in the task and was given the Yimu gourd by his master.

There are many low-level monks coming and going here.

They are all Qi-refining monks.

With smiles on their faces that seemed a little childish to Song He today, they took their harvest and happily entered the Deacon Hall to hand in their tasks.

Although what they have gained so far, which is only dozens or hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, Song He can no longer look down upon them.

But Song He suddenly felt quite envious of them.

I don’t know why, but I’m just a little envious.

Xing Ke and Song He; one becomes a god, and the other is no longer within the scope of ordinary cultivation. Naturally, no one could notice the two of them standing here.

Song He looked at the monks coming and going and suddenly said curiously:

"Master, when I came here, were you already targeting me?"

This question has actually been on my mind for a long, long time.

Never found a chance to ask.

But he just wanted to ask, and he believed that the master would definitely answer.

"Yes." Master Xingke smiled and said: "You are Song Yandao's nephew, and your luck is not bad. In fact, letting you enter Heyundongtian was also a test.

Patriarch Heyun is now a human being, and his soul coincides with the way of heaven. He can best tell how lucky a person is. Although everyone who enters Heyun Cave can get a gift from her.

But only you, my disciple, got the Life Treasure Fruit. "

"..."

Song He hesitated for a moment, then asked: "What if the disciple cannot get the Life Treasure Fruit?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a little uneasy, and he was so stupid that he wanted to slap himself.

Is it okay to ask this casually?

Emotional intelligence is really low, worse than a chicken!

The real person chuckled and shook his head, stretched out his hand and tapped Song He on the head, "Fool, why do you care about things that have never happened?

If I had said that I would not accept you as my disciple until you got it, you might resent me; if I had said that I would accept you as my disciple if you had not got it, you might not believe it.

In any case, this matter is a pool of muddy water. Stirring it in vain will only bring trouble to yourself, and it will be of no benefit to you or me.

You just need to remember that you are now my close disciple of Xing Ke, the core disciple of Lingye Sect, and the successor of one of the most powerful traditions in this world.

That's fine. "

At this point, the real person knocked Song He on the head again, but this time it was a little harder. Before the latter could cover his head and beg for mercy, he pointed forward and said solemnly:

"Look forward!"

Song He couldn't help but look forward.

I saw a portal appeared in front of me, and inside... was a vast sea of ​​golden sand.

The sand sea is turbulent, and golden sand waves are surging like real tsunamis, scattering countless golden sand grains between the sky and the earth.

The sand waves were tumbling, seemingly irregular, but there was a mysterious and mysterious rhythm trembling. When his heart moved, he wanted to use his spiritual sense to explore it.

But before he could detect his consciousness, there was a push from behind.

"Enjoy it, disciple~"

The real person's happy voice came.

Poor Song He staggered and was pushed into the sea of ​​sand.

"ah!!!"

All the magic power in his body was imprisoned, and even the Mi Shen tree fell silent. Just like a mortal, he fell from the sky and almost landed on a long leaf-shaped board.

Then he stood firmly on this skateboard-like thing, as if he felt someone was coming.

The skateboard started to slide as if it had its own spirituality, sliding along the Song River on the endless sea of ​​sand.

Golden waves rolled beneath his feet.

No matter how big the sand wave is, it is just a stepping stone for him to slide on. The cool and hot wind blows across the Song River's cheek, and from time to time, grains of sand pass by.

The whole world is wanton and fun.

It stands to reason that monks would feel insecure without mana, but the moment he stepped on this strange skateboard, Song He felt extremely peaceful.

There is no uneasiness or hesitation.

He looked at the surging sand waves around him and felt that his body and mind were integrated into the sea of ​​sand. He simply let go of all thoughts and let the skateboard take him along.

This feeling of gliding freely is really wonderful.

So much so that he couldn't help but cheer.

"Woohoo~~~"

I don't know if I felt his joyful mood, but the skateboard slid faster and made many outrageous moves.

Why do you dive into the golden sand and then jump out, deliberately move on the waves, let the waves carry you to the sky...

This experience is really refreshing after losing the mana.

For a moment, Song He felt that he was not gliding on a skateboard, but that the desert was actively taking him to enjoy it.

"Tweet~"

Suddenly, there was a strange sound.

A golden dolphin suddenly emerged from the golden sand next to the Song River skateboard. Well, it should be a dolphin.

The surface of the dolphin's body has a transparent texture like glass, as if it were covered with a layer of golden gauze, with golden sand flowing inside.

There is a small flower growing on its head.

Green and tender.

"Tweet~"

The dolphin screamed again, then jumped over the head of the Song River playfully, and dived into the golden sand again.

The sand grains driven by the tail fin remain in the air for a long time.

Like a golden rainbow bridge.

Even though it was just a glimpse, Song He could clearly see its situation - it was a living plant, and it was a fifth-level living plant!

Its name is "Golden Sea Green Dolphin".

There was no time to be surprised, and more golden sea dolphins jumped out of the surrounding sand. They surrounded the Song River and slid deeper into the sand sea with their skateboards.

During this period, Songhe also saw many living creatures such as whales, birds, and galloping horses.

Because of the existence of these creatures, the deserted and lonely sand sea is filled with vitality, just like an ocean that breeds thousands of lives.

…

At this time, inside a space.

Song He's master, Master Xing Ke, was communicating with a tall, slender, and extremely handsome young man.

The latter touched his non-existent beard.

The voice was very old:

"Xingke... you just let your disciple enter the tidal sand sea?"

"Why not?" The real person smiled.

"It's not that I'm blaming you, it's just that the sand sea has not yet experienced real tidal turbulence. Although he can get gifts through the sand sea, it is worse than ordinary people." The young man was helpless.

"Senior Fusheng is overly worried. It will be good to let him enter again when the time comes. I just want him to experience the sand sea first, that's all."

"..."

That's it?

Mr. Fu Sheng almost stopped holding his nerve.

It's really shameless for you to be in charge of Tianwentang. You can enter as soon as you want, and you have to experience it first and wait for a while to come again.

"Huh?" Master Xingke tilted his head and asked curiously: "Does Senior Fusheng have any objections?"

"……No."

Mr. Fu Sheng, who was stared at like this, really felt a lot of pressure. He was not afraid of anyone in Lingye Sect, but he couldn't control Master Xing Ke.

There was no way, after all, he was the one who planted Fu Sheng Tian Hui Ye.

If he really talked about it, he would have to call Xing Ke master.

"Ahem."

In order to quickly change the topic, Mr. Fusheng coughed slightly, and then asked: "What do you plan to let your apprentice learn? Should he start with runes, or touch that treasure to study the living plant?"

"neither."

"Then what do you want him to learn?" Fushengjun was curious.

The real person looked at Song He who was retreating: "His cultivation now relies on that Mi Shen tree. Although it is an alternative way, it is really too high, and all he comes into contact with is the chaotic heavenly way.

But the foundation is unstable.

All tall buildings did not rise out of thin air. He needed to pay attention to his own foundation and clarify the world of the Mi Shen Tree.

Adjust your own spiritual energy cycle.

First transform all of this into your own magical power and then climb to a higher realm. "

Fu Shengjun suddenly showed a shocked expression.

"Do you actually remember that you are the master? I thought you had handed over the inheritance of Xing Ke's lineage to Xing Heng."

This is really not a joke.

But Master Xingke just sighed slightly, with a tired expression on his face: "The battle with Patriarch Heyun caused me some injuries, and I need to cultivate myself well.

Senior Fusheng, do you think that Patriarch Heyun was really unwilling to kill the shark clan back then? "

"What are you doubting?" Mr. Fusheng's expression became more serious.

"I just think that Ancestor Heyun has controlled the Zhouguang Treasure Tree long ago. Can he peek into the future?

Since ancient times, Taoist monks have said that they will kill three corpses to prove their truth. Is the existence I saw in the abyss of eternal darkness one of her three corpses? "Master Xing Ke told everything that happened in Yong An Abyss.

Nothing to hide.

After hearing this, Mr. Fu Sheng pondered for a moment, "I understand what you mean. You are suspecting that all this is a trap set by He Yun."

"Of course there is such suspicion. After all, she is the real owner of the Zhouguang Treasure Tree." Master Xingke did not hide his suspicion.

The two monks were silent at the same time.

After a long time, Mr. Fusheng shook his head gently and said:

“The most taboo thing among our monks is to have things that may happen in the future affect our current decisions.

The Zhouguang Treasure Tree is indeed magical, but it is far from being able to observe the future at will. If He Yun really thought he had observed the future and planned it like this.

Ninety-nine percent of the time it will fail. "

He raised his hand and pointed at Song He, who had stopped in front of an oasis, "It is impossible for people in the past to plan the future. Even if she wants to do something, we and our descendants will solve it.

In this world loved by the power of creation, your apprentice will surely learn many interesting magical powers. "

Master Xingke nodded tiredly.

"I hope so. I don't want to have to fight with Senior Heyun one day."

The two monks were silent again. (End of chapter)