Lingzhi: I have an entry panel

Although the birth of spirituality is rare for spiritual plants, it is actually not very difficult, but the spiritual body is completely different.

Theoretically speaking, the former belongs to the spiritual plant itself, while the latter belongs to a separate living body.

Of course, the latter is even better.

'Fortunately, it wasn't absorbed... I'll give you a small punishment but a big warning. ’

Song He didn't want to be too harsh, so he looked at the trembling disciple who was kneeling on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"You should be punished for leaving your post without permission... I will deduct two months of your salary."

The disciple trembled and said quickly: "Thank you, senior brother, for your generosity! Junior brother will definitely fulfill his duties and never dare to leave without authorization again!"

This punishment can be said to be very light.

If he did this in the sect... I guess those elders would have the idea of ​​throwing him into the Green Prison.

"No need to say more. Judging from your behavior, if it happens a second time, I will send you to Forest Green Prison."

Song He waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

A voice of spiritual transmission rang in everyone's ears, and this little sunflower struggled to break away from Song He's magic power.

When Xuan Linglong stopped playing and turned into a sculpture again, a stream of light rushed toward the Song River, which was the little sunflower.

Come to think of it,

And the next breath.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah~~"

The spiritual wind blows gently, and the clear spring flows in the ravine. The gentle water vapor and light mist mix together, making it look like a heavenly palace in the sky.

"Let's go. If it's true as you said, then it's your fate."

"Yeah!"

"Young man... I don't have any wishes. I'm lucky enough to be able to go back!"

It is a very pure ball of sunlight with a heart-like spirit at its core. Its petals and body are all made of sunlight.

Song He would not feel worried about a sunflower spirit. Even if he could grow the same sunflower, it would not be the environment in which this wonderful little creature was born.

But this guy has no intention of swallowing up spirituality to complete his own growth. Instead, he is constantly passing on his unique spirituality.

The sculpture floated in mid-air, as if it had come to life. The woman in white palace clothes held a jade flute with her fingers, put it to her lips and blew it gently.

It is the sun, the sunflower, and the song of the sunflower played by the fantasy of never being dark and having an everlasting aura.

Then in an instant, all the spirituality generated by these sunflowers will be swallowed up by it, completing its own evolution.

It only took a blink of an eye to reach the destination.

Wouldn’t that really mean you can live a few more years?

What kind of compassionate immortal is this!

He was so grateful that he could only kowtow to express his gratitude. He kowtowed so deeply that he could see blood stains on the solid jade floor of the main hall.

The aura of the sunflower will nourish your body. If you are thirsty, you can drink some water from the spiritual spring. I think you will live longer. "

"Shh!"

From the initial size of an acre, it eventually expanded to the entire sunflower field, with clear light spots flying in the air.

You can feel your body getting stronger almost every day. Elderly people such as parents, uncles and others at home can also come and inhale some spiritual energy.

The sunflower fields donated this special sunflower, and such a strange spirit was born.

The scenery that was supposed to be silent was abruptly transformed into a sound by Xuan Linglong's power.

That spirituality has not been integrated into your body, but it has taken root in your meridians, which will naturally be good for your future... Have you practiced any martial arts? "

'Well, if this little thing really needs to be in the sunflower field to move and grow freely, I will let this person take care of it. '

He saw... these sunflowers actually had more or less spirituality, and this spirituality did not have its own independent consciousness. Instead, it was all controlled by this little sunflower.

Like a piece of hot jelly.

The sculpture was thrown out by him, turned into a stream of light and fell over the sunflower field, and then a magical scene appeared——

The petals gradually drooped, as if they were very disappointed.

Chen Yao stared at the little flower playfully, always feeling a little envious. Even when he was in his true form, Song He had never touched her like this.

Maybe it will be sad for it too.

Let your consciousness wander and immerse yourself in this rare wonder and wonder, feeling the warm sunshine and abundant spiritual energy.

It was the artifact named "Xuan Linglong" that was given to him by Master Xianyun of Xianle Sect. It was said to be made of Kunwu stone from the Central Region.

In fact, even monks are sometimes attracted to these spiritual little guys.

Seeing this, Song He already understood, and he murmured to himself:

"Don't you have any wishes?" Song He frowned, "But I have to give you some benefits after taking your things... Well, I allow your family to help me take care of these sunflowers.

An extremely soft mist suddenly floated between the sunflowers, as if the halo had dispersed, beating rhythmically.

Spiritual beings born and raised in heaven and earth, spirituality that is so pure that it does not contain any impurities, is really very attractive to human beings who are floating in the world of mortals.

Looking down from the sky, the clusters of sunflowers are indeed extremely beautiful, and each one is working hard to receive the sunlight.

Save yourself from trouble in the future.

The golden light and the sunflowers shook their heads.

But Song He didn't want to talk any more, he just stretched out his hand and gave a gentle move——

By the way, I recorded all the scenery I felt in a valley with phantom leaves inside the Mijin tree.

A flower actually beat me to it.

Of course, during this process, Song He had also completely figured out the structure of its spiritual body.

Song He closed his eyes.

"I'm going to take them out now, and I've taken away your opportunity. If you have any wishes, just say it."

The distant sound of the flute was played along with her movements.

He looked down and took out an artifact that had been placed for a long time from the Mi Shen Tree - it was a sculpture holding a jade flute.

"Sure enough... it is not the spirituality conceived by a single sunflower, but the child conceived by this sunflower field."

This second sound was obviously joyful and a little excited, and it seemed that you could feel it rubbing crazily.

"Yeah!"

The sunflowers will all tilt their heads in the direction it flies.

And Song He, who was rubbed by it like this, felt a little itchy, a little warm and slippery. If he had to describe the texture...

Circle after circle of wonderful ripples spread outwards along with the rise and fall of her music. All the light mist and water vapor were affected by this force and slowly rotated.

Simply put, it is a ball of light.

Mortals are like ants in front of immortals. He is not paralyzed at this moment, but he is actually quite courageous.

Wrapped up Song He and his party.

The man hurriedly said: "Immortal, I have learned a family-inherited technique called body-building technique."

This kind of tangible and qualitative sunlight is indeed strange... So, what is the use of the spirituality of this sunflower?

The disciple knelt down and worshiped again, then walked backwards and left the hall, so Song He and his group and the man were the only ones left in the hall.

The little sunflower spirit became excited immediately after arriving here. It left the Song River and flew downwards. It passed over the sunflowers like a ray of light.

In this strange mist, Song He seemed to be able to see countless spirits that were the same as the sunflower spirit flying freely.

"Little thing, tell me what you are capable of." Song He let it hug his fingers, and gently touched it with his other hand.

“It’s not your fault, but it’s a blessing from God that you have this opportunity.

It is really like the sun, selflessly spreading its light and heat to the earth, allowing all things to grow.

He rushed over and landed on Song He's forehead, between his eyebrows. The warm feeling was accompanied by countless spiritual consciousnesses.

It seems to constitute a grand dance scene.

If only... it meant it.

In full view of everyone, it gently bumped into Song He's finger, and then the whole flower stuck to it.

This time it carries an indescribable spirituality.

Hearing Song He say this, the man simply didn't know what to say - he was here during this period, absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from the sunflower every day.

He waved his hand, and the stars shone up, wrapping everyone present, and flew towards the sunflower field on the top of the mountain in the distance.

There is obviously no sound but it seems to be filled with sweet music.

Shouldn't it just be rare?

That would be too useless.

"You must be spiritual, right?"

Perhaps because he had been cultivating immortality for a long time, Song He cared a little about these causal connections, and tried his best to leave no traces of any involvement.

As soon as he heard the name, Song He knew it was not something serious. He didn't want to ask any more questions anyway, he just nodded and continued:

"~~~"

What's happening here?

"...Immortal." The man who had been staring at the little sunflower summoned up the courage to speak: "I think it may be homesick and miss those sunflowers."

Song He said softly:

It was like this for a while.

It was wrapped in spiritual energy and brought to Song He, who stared at it.

The little sunflower seemed to be stunned for a moment, and suddenly flew up, spinning around and making some anxious sounds.

Song He glanced at him in surprise.

<divclass="contentadv">But I found that this person seemed to have a "kind" look in his eyes towards the little sunflower, and he had an obvious reluctance to part with it.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Oh?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Song He looking at him, he was obviously even more uneasy.

The spiritual energy was immediately injected into the man's body, and a moment later a small golden sunflower, about the size of a palm, came out.

And the spirits are also giving back to the sunflower fields in their own way.

Maybe given time.

There will really be some strange changes, and even more sunflower spirits will be born from it.

It’s not impossible!