Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

He had just experienced it personally, but his spiritual consciousness would feel some changes in time, but his physical body would not have any impact.

One breath is equal to ten breaths.

Doesn't that mean that the spiritual consciousness can learn spells in it, which is equivalent to nine extra breaths of time for no reason?

It doesn't seem like much, but Songhe has panels!

Without saying a word, he immediately chose to spend points to upgrade this entry, and then saw that it changed from ten breaths to twenty breaths, and then from twenty breaths to fifty breaths!

At this time, this entry is already at the gold level.

Higher levels require the upgrading of spiritual plants and the accumulation of the power of the universe, or the research and combination of entries.

"Let's ask the Four Seasons Baoguang Tree first."

Although the entry had been strengthened, he did not choose to use it immediately. Instead, he asked about the Four Seasons Baoguang Tree.

The Four Seasons Baoguangshu really knows this stuff.

"I have been trying hard to inject my power into the earth these days. Maybe some flowers have felt this power and changed."

She swayed the branches and showed a mushroom to Song He.

"It's this mushroom. When the cultivation was completed, my power overflowed, and then I created that strange spiritual plant."

On the surface of the mushroom are two human faces looking up to the sky.

At the same time, after smiling, the mushroom began to melt, and a strange mark emerged from it. It suddenly accelerated as if it had escaped from the elbow, and soared into the sky.

Magical brand!

Song He's heart moved slightly, he sat up straight and used his magic power to take the magical brand in his hand.

Then watch it melt in your palms.

The strange power of time flows.

It spread from the palms of the hands to all the limbs.

At the same time, Song He's body began to change.

First, the skin becomes saggy, the hair becomes pale, and then the back begins to stoop - it seems that in an instant, the person changes from a vibrant young man to an old man.

"What an amazing feeling."

Song He looked at his wrinkled palms and his voice became unusually old. The two dogs surrounding him were simply stunned.

Even as spiritual beasts, it was difficult for them to understand the sudden changes in Song He. They just felt that their master suddenly became old and fragile.

Well...that's right.

At least in terms of external mana fluctuations, Song He's mana was extremely weak, and even his vitality was showing signs of drying up.

But in reality?

Hidden within the exhausted meridians on the surface is flowing mana like a great river, circulating endlessly according to the cycle of the sky, flowing between the branches and leaves of the sacred tree.

The power and magical power of time flowed in his consciousness, and he controlled it as time passed by.

It can be said that if he waits until he is fully in control, the state of aging and prime of life will only switch between Song He's thoughts.

If someone sees that he is so old and wants to bully him, it will definitely be unlucky.

But he doesn't need to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

What he needs is this experience.

The wonderful experience of time flowing through the body - only by being completely familiar with it can one accept the Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree integrating into his blood.

I have to say, this feeling is really amazing.

Song He tentatively stepped out of bed, controlling his old body to pace around the room, with his two dogs following him closely to prevent him from falling.

The faint power of the Universe surrounded his body, like an invisible barrier and filter.

Everything he felt seemed to be experiencing the passage of time and changing constantly.

Whether it was the carved windows, the eight-music tree placed on the windowsill, or the wind and grass outside the windows, they all seemed to him to be full of the air of old age.

The bright sunshine turned into the sunset in his eyes.

Full of loneliness and loneliness.

Can it also affect consciousness and mood?

Is it just the aging of my body or is it that my thoughts are also getting older?

"Snapped!"

Just when he was about to use this power to influence the Mi Shen Tree, there was suddenly the sound of a plate falling to the ground behind him.

"Brother...you?"

Chen Yao came with a disbelieving and crying voice.

Immediately afterwards, the evil-dispelling young patriarch, who was always gentle and elegant in front of Song He, ran over like a gust of wind and carefully supported Song He's arm.

The golden pupils were full of fear and anxiety, and there seemed to be a trace of tears on his fair face.

"I'll take you to a real person, don't worry...it will definitely be cured!"

Judging from her cautious look, it seemed as if she was afraid that Song He would fall down and cause an accident if he couldn't think about it - in fact, this was indeed the case in her perception.

Songhe, which usually always looks like a new and vibrant plant, is now like the setting sun and dead trees.

It doesn't seem wrong to say that he will die in the next second.

Seeing Chen Yao's cautious look, Song He originally wanted to tease her, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

People who really care about themselves will only feel uncomfortable.

Song He, who had a keen sense, could tell that Chen Yao was indeed quite worried, so he didn't tease her much.

He just smiled and patted her on the head - even though his stature had shrunk, it was still okay to pat Chen Yao on the head.

"Don't worry, this is one of my magical powers."

He stretched out his hand and invited, "Would you like to come and give it a try?"

A shocked expression flashed across Chen Yao's face, and a blush flashed across his face in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, without saying anything, he stretched out his white hand and held Song He's old and wrinkled palm.

The face is full of smiles.

The power of time spread from Song He to the latter with the help of the contract they had signed, and the originally young and beautiful evil-fighting young patriarch also began to grow old.

Her golden eyes became deeper, and her hair changed from black to white. To be precise, it should be platinum gold, which is more elegant than white.

The small horn on his forehead changed from crystal clear to completely transparent.

Even though I am getting older, I am not ugly at all.

Time seems to particularly favor beauties. Even though there are wrinkles on her face that cannot be concealed, it is still full of beauty.

The so-called beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

Anyway, if you just look at the appearance, Chen Yao is much prettier than Song He, and he might be able to attract some monks who like this image.

"Brother..."

Although she had gotten older, her mentality had not changed. She felt a little embarrassed to be stared at by Song He like this, so she looked away shyly.

It was at this time that Song He suddenly remembered that Chen Yao seemed to have been reading some story books recently. Although they were all written by mortals, the stories in them could still touch people's hearts.

There is definitely no shortage of stories like "I'll grow gray with you".

‘So what did this girl think of? ’

Song He was thinking in his mind, but with a smile on his face, he walked slowly in the courtyard with Chen Yao.

Experiencing this unimaginable and wonderful feeling, he left a magical imprint on the Tianxin jade bud - in the process, he gradually gained control of this magical power.

For half a day, the two of them visited the cave and drank tea until the sun set.

It was supposed to be a time full of twilight. The dim sunlight originally shone on the two of them, but as the sun set, the two became younger.

Wait until the sun has completely set.

The two people's bodies have returned from old to young.

It was obviously sunset, but it was full of vitality, like two small suns, with a bright halo shining from hair to skin. (End of chapter)