Xiantu

The little raccoon curled up on the Soul Cultivation Stone, buried its head deeply, and turned its back to Song Mo.

Song Mo held a bowl of bodhi fairy tree juice in his hand, and coaxed it softly for a long time, but the little raccoon just ignored it, resolutely refusing to drink the bowl of juice that had the smell of that disgusting monster from yesterday.

Seeing that no amount of coaxing could help, Song Mo became impatient, so he simply reached out and hugged the little raccoon beast, forcefully opened its mouth, and prepared to gulp it down.

The little raccoon was furious, struggling desperately in Song Mo's arms, kicking and scratching with its four little paws, and then with a "click", the jade bowl was slapped to the ground by the little raccoon's claws, and the green juice flowed all over the floor.

Song Mo hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and the little raccoon took the opportunity to escape from his embrace, jumped back onto the Soul Cultivation Stone, and glared at him angrily.

Looking at the bodhi sap that was wasted all over the place, Song Mo's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he didn't know how he cultivated the little raccoon to have such a domineering temperament.He intends to teach the little raccoon a lesson, but when he sees its amber-like eyes wide open, which seem to be full of water, and looks extremely aggrieved, his heart softens.

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Song Mo picked up the jade bowl, ready to get another bowl of Bodhi Immortal Juice.

Seeing that Song Mo was about to leave the cave, the little raccoon immediately jumped off the soul-raising stone and followed him closely.Song Mo turned around and wanted to hug it, but the little raccoon beast refused, and took two steps back vigilantly.

Song Mo had no choice but to ignore it, and walked towards the Bodhi Immortal Tree on his own, and the little raccoon followed closely.When he was under the Immortal Bodhi Tree, he never left even a single step. When Song Mo was drinking the juice, he had to pay attention to the little raccoon that was spinning around his feet, lest he accidentally step on it.

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared out of thin air on the dense tree branches above.

Hiding behind a clump of trees, the tree spirit carefully looked in Song Mo's direction, as if wanting to come over, and then looked at the little raccoon beast under Song Mo's feet with a little fear.

The little raccoon spotted the tree spirit earlier than Song Mo, and immediately yelled angrily, and jumped up the tree with a "whoosh".

The tree spirit was obviously taken aback, and hid in the fairy bodhi tree before the little raccoon beast rushed over.

The little raccoon stood where the tree spirit was hiding just now, its little head turned around, with doubts in its eyes, as if it didn't understand why the annoying little squirrel just disappeared in an instant.

It searched the tree unwillingly for a long time, saw that Song Mo had already filled a bowl of juice and was about to go back, so he came down from the tree dejectedly, drooped his little head, and followed Song Mo back to the cave.

As soon as it entered the cave, the little raccoon kept following the bowl in Song Mo's hand with its eyes extremely vigilant.

Song Mo didn't force-feed it this time, and after brewing some arguments, he said, "Remember what I said, you must drink a bowl of this juice every day, if you refuse to drink it, then I will drink it Let me drink it for you."

There was some confusion in the eyes of the little raccoon beast. It only partially activated its intelligence. Although it could understand Song Mo's words, it didn't quite understand the meaning of these words.Didn't Song Mo force it to drink that bowl of tree sap all the time, why now he wants to drink it by himself?

The little raccoon tilted its head and looked at Song Mo suspiciously.

Song Mo said slowly: "This bowl of bodhi fairy tree juice is a part of the tree spirit's body. If I drink it and get its breath, the tree spirit will haunt me every day. At that time, maybe I will I have to bring it back and keep it..."

The little raccoon's eyes widened suddenly, it didn't understand a word of the previous words, it only knew that if Song Mo drank this bowl of juice, he would take that nasty monster back to raise him!

Seeing that Song Mo had already brought the jade bowl to his lips, making a gesture to drink, the little raccoon became anxious, and threw himself into Song Mo's arms, bit his sleeve with its mouth open, and barked, not allowing him to drink.

Song Mo smiled slightly and said, "You don't drink it yourself, and you don't let me drink it, so what should you do? There is always someone between us who must drink." As he spoke, he slowly brought the bowl to the little raccoon's lips Bian: "Ah Li, if you drink it, then I won't drink it."

The little raccoon watched the jade bowl getting closer and closer, with a very tangled expression on its face. After a long while, it finally closed its eyes, and with an aura of death, it lowered its head and gurgled the disgusting Bodhi bowl. The fairy tree juice drank upside down.

Then, he stuck out his tongue and licked the fluff that was accidentally wet around the neck, and raised his head and yelled at Song Mo aggrievedly.

Song Mo touched its little head comfortingly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Drinking a bowl of bodhi fairy tree juice every day, the spirit of the little raccoon improved day by day. Half a year later, the owner of the Lianxing Palace came to check the status of the little raccoon, and felt that he could start to forcibly restore the condition of the little raccoon. Fascinated.

He took out an ancient cauldron with powerful aura and put it under the Immortal Bodhi tree, then arranged a formation around it, sat down cross-legged, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and muttered words in his mouth.

Suddenly, countless green light spots floated from the Bodhi Immortal Tree, slowly drifting towards the ancient cauldron.

These green light spots are the essence/essence accumulated by the Bodhi Immortal Tree since it grew for hundreds of thousands of years. Under the action of the formation, it flows to the ancient cauldron in an endless stream.

At some point, the tree spirit appeared in the air. Due to the loss of vitality, its aura was extremely weak, and it stood on the branch precariously.The tree spirit first glanced at Song Mo and the little raccoon in his arms, then stared blankly at the ancient cauldron that was constantly absorbing green light spots, as if he understood something, the big teardrops came without warning It fell from the eyes.

After all, they had been together for half a year, and Song Mo couldn't bear it in his heart. He turned his head and hardened his heart, refusing to look at it.

The little raccoon usually barks its teeth and claws when it sees the tree spirit, but today it seems to be infected by this inexplicable atmosphere, staying quietly in Song Mo's arms, very well-behaved.

When the last drop of essence/flower of the Immortal Bodhi Tree fell into the ancient cauldron, the Mistress of Lian Xing Palace finally finished casting the spell and stood up.At this time, the bodhi fairy tree, which was originally full of aura, has become dim, and the once lush leaves are slowly withering and withering.

At this time, the ancient cauldron is filled with countless dots of greenery. These green light spots are constantly rolling in the cauldron, struggling to figure out, but they seem to be trapped by an invisible formation, and they cannot break free at all.

The Mistress of Lian Xing Palace nodded to Song Mo, indicating that it was okay.Song Mo hugged the little raccoon and walked up to the ancient tripod. The little raccoon was a little nervous for some reason, and held Song Mo tightly with one paw.Song Mo comforted it for a while before coaxing it to loosen its paws.Then he kissed its little head, and slowly put the little raccoon into the tripod.

Because the little raccoon has been drinking the sap of the Immortal Bodhi tree for half a year, its body has already carried a strong aura of the Immortal Bodhi tree in its body. As soon as it entered the cauldron, those green light spots rushed towards its body.

Song Mo watched without blinking. After the little raccoon entered the cauldron, it was able to stay awake at first. As more and more green light spots penetrated into its body, it slowly closed its eyes and fell asleep. .

The little raccoon stayed in the cauldron for a whole day and night before absorbing all the green light spots.When Song Mo carried it out of the tripod, it was sleeping soundly with its fluffy tail in its arms.Song Mo saw that although it was still drowsy, its breathing was steady and long, so Fang was slightly relieved.

The Mistress of Lian Xing Palace smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song. The soul of Fellow Daoist Mu suddenly absorbed the vitality accumulated by the Immortal Bodhi Tree for 10 years. In half a year, you will be able to wake up."

Song Mo nodded, and said: "Thanks to the help of the Palace Master this time, after Mu Li wakes up, I will follow the agreement and will never break my promise." After speaking, he glanced at the empty Bodhi Immortal Tree. The tree spirit staying there disappeared at some point, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can the Palace Master tell you how the tree spirit of the Immortal Bodhi Tree is doing now?"

The owner of Lian Xing Palace gave Song Mo a surprised look, as if wondering why he cared about this issue, but he still answered: "Naturally, he fell into a deep sleep in the mother's womb, maybe after 10 years, when the Bodhi Immortal Tree Recover your vitality and wake up again."

Hearing that the tree spirit was not dead, Song Mo's guilt eased a little.He exchanged a few words with the Mistress of Lian Xing Palace, then said goodbye, and returned to the cave with the little raccoon in his arms.