Lingzhi: I have an entry panel

A Fuyuan treasure tree was taken over by Song He.

The "Fuyuan Plant·Living with Me" entry of this Fuyuan treasure tree has been strengthened to a golden level that cannot be further strengthened.

However, this golden entry is somewhat different from the ordinary golden entry. The panel clearly prompts that if you want to upgrade it to a color, you need to advance the source treasure tree.

However, the entry can continue to be strengthened through points, so after being strengthened with countless points, it finally remains at the Nascent Soul level.

A treasure tree that allows monks without spiritual roots to cultivate to the Nascent Soul...

Simply a miracle!

To be fair, if this thing were released, it would really cause a bloody storm. Nascent Soul is already an absolute high-level monk. It is simply unbelievable that the upper limit of this thing is so high.

It was out of some consideration that Song Hecai never revealed this matter, and he was the only one who knew about it.

But he still trusted the sect and was willing to provide such a special treasure tree for the real person Huashen - he could use the excuse that it was just this one.

After all, it would be abnormal if there were too many people leaping from Qi Refining to Nascent Soul.

When he took out the Fuyuan Treasure Tree, Master Fansheng immediately felt something was wrong - there was a strange halo of light inside the crown of the tree, and there seemed to be small light spots like meteors falling around it.

"You..." Master Fansheng frowned, but he still didn't ask anything: "Give me this thing. I also know how to use your spiritual plant."

She has never been a nosy person.

Now that Song He is already a golden elixir cultivator, he will naturally have his own considerations. She just needs to take it and use it.

The disciple's kindness was so good, why should she think too much about it?

Song He was relieved when she saw that she didn't ask any more questions. This thing was really too shocking. If Patriarch Fansheng really wanted to get to the bottom of it, he would inevitably ask his master for protection.

The next thing is to wait patiently.

The body that constitutes a god-level body is a huge burden even if it is made of a bunch of precious materials.

During this period, Song He did not stay guarded all the time.

Anyway, with Master Fansheng and his junior brothers and junior sisters here watching, he can go to other places with confidence.

For example...

"Fellow Taoist Qiqing, I haven't seen you for a while."

He stepped into the lotus world and just said hello to the Seven Emotions Sad Spirit, but his eyes glanced at the various worlds that had become a mess.

Those strange worlds composed of colorful lights and countless characters fill the entire Lotus World, and there are countless scholars constantly shuttling in it.

Everyone holds a brush and writes and draws excitedly.

In their writings, not only characters, but also vivid portraits are transformed from illusion into reality.

The stories that happened were also bizarre.

Many of them are ridiculous even to cultivators, as if the characters and outlines of the story were randomly combined, resulting in a chaotic and illogical world.

His expression suddenly became stiff.

"...I didn't want my poor Lotus World to become such a ridiculous place!"

Qi Qing Sad Ling chuckled and said: "These are all built by the monks of Chenhuan Academy with their spiritual consciousness. The absurd stories have made the Lotus World more stable.

What's more, I also heard that... they were all things that they had witnessed with their own eyes or had been seen by the elders in the sect. "

Dear, have you seen it with your own eyes?

I know that art comes from life and reality, but is this reality too magical?

Song He pointed at the spirit rat in the distance that was trying to mate with the dragon, with a speechless face: "Are you sure this is true?"

Rat tribe! Why can I get on the dragon?

And it was a five-clawed golden dragon... He felt like his eyes were going to be broken.

The huge size difference made him feel uncomfortable.

"It's true. That rat has inherited the bloodline of the ancient treasure-producing rat. Its ancestors were once dependents of the eight dragon kings. It is said that it really succeeded the dragon king."

At this point, the Seven Emotions Sad Spirit blinked its eyes, with a condescending look on its face: "Its bloodline and feet are still Buddhist mythical beasts, and the jewels it vomits are also the famous Mani orbs."

Song He: "..."

Thank you very much. I have learned a lot.

"But is this really what they witnessed with their own eyes?"

"Well, maybe with a little polishing."

"..."

"Well, even if this happened, what happened over there?"

He pointed further away, which was a pair of handsome men and women who were boating on the sea of ​​​​stars. They looked like a perfect match, as if they were a match made in heaven.

At first glance, there may be nothing wrong with it, but if you look closely, you will find that the sea of ​​​​stars carrying their boat has some strange fluctuations.

It's like the skin of a living creature, filled with the rhythm of life.

Upon closer inspection, the boat seems to be made of the same type of skin, and the two "people" on it actually grew out of the boat.

If you look further, you will find... In fact, they are all a complete whole, a whale huge enough to swim in chaos.

Qi Qing Sad Ling still smiled and explained: "That is the legendary Star-Eating Divine Whale. Its reproduction method is to mate with itself and then gestate in its body.

When the cubs mature, they will spit them out and let them go out to the outside world on their own. "

Self-inflicted? Still so interesting?

Song He was completely speechless at this time. He took a look at the ridiculous stories and felt that there seemed to be nothing to complain about, and finally just sighed.

"You seem to be having a lot of fun. Do you like this huge dreamland?"

"This is all the blessing of fellow Taoist Tuosong, I like it very much. Oh... I think it seems that fellow Taoist has reached the realm of golden elixir?"

"Yes, I already have a golden elixir."

"Then I have something I want to give to fellow Taoist."

She took two steps closer to Song River and suddenly opened her palm. There was a small, hexagonal snowflake in her palm.

It exudes a biting cold air, as if even the fantasy world around it can solidify and freeze, and is filled with an aura of silence.

"what is this?"

Today, Song He, who has seen too many treasures, no longer has much interest in these things.

If it wasn't something particularly precious, I wouldn't accept it.

Taking one more thing is a cause and effect.

"This is part of my natal magic weapon. Fellow Taoist, don't you have a magical power involving wind and snow? Maybe it can be strengthened through it." She made it clear.

"Oh?"

Only now did Song He become a little more interested. He held the snowflake in his palm and carefully felt the power inside, his eyes flashing with the light of runes one after another.

Now that he has a golden elixir, he understands these things more clearly, and he can tell at a glance that this is essentially a magical power involving emotions.

It is still separated from some kind of existence.