[Rebirth] Brother, let me go to your bowl

This time, the young people left much longer than before.

He left for a whole month, and during this month, Huaishu was the only one who stayed there and racked his brains to think about the problems left by the youth.

"your name?"

For a locust tree, this problem is too difficult.He stood in the same place and pondered for a month, but still didn't know how to answer.

The name of the locust tree is the locust tree, but the locust tree feels that the word "locust tree" is not the answer to the youth's problem.

He kept thinking and thinking, until one day, the young man came back from outside.

Bloody all over.The white clothes on the young man's body, as well as the long sword in his hand, were all stained with bright red blood.Huaishu didn't know what the young man had done, he was taken aback, but then warmly welcomed the young man back.The branches and leaves of the locust tree shake gently to welcome the return of the youth.

The young man glanced at the locust tree, and suddenly fell down in front of the locust tree.

The locust tree was terrified, and he desperately wanted to stretch out its branches to help the young man who fell on the ground, but he couldn't.The canopy is too high and the branches are too hard to do such delicate movements.

When Huaishu was anxious, he suddenly discovered that he had a pair of "hands".Human, real, soft hands.

Before Huaishu had time to think about what this change meant to him, he subconsciously helped the young man who fell to the ground.The young man raised his head and looked at him, a trace of surprise flashed in his usual cold black eyes, and there was also a trace of surprise.

"Did you think of your name?" the young man asked suddenly.

Huai Shu subconsciously shook his head and looked at the young man.

"Then, how about calling Ming Huai?"

"Minghuai"

When the pagoda tree uttered these two words in a language he was not yet familiar with, it meant that from then on, he was different from any pagoda tree in the world.He has his own name.

"My name is Yunye." The young man nodded and responded, "Thank you for many years."

From now on, there is only one locust tree in the whole world, and his name is Minghuai.

Ming Huai didn't ask what Yunye did when he went out.The outside world is too far away for him, and he doesn't need to understand it.As long as they can stay quietly in the Huai Lin like before, he will be very satisfied.

It's a pity that, except for the last time when he watched the young man fall down, Ming Huai couldn't transform into a human form again.Although he already has his own independent consciousness, he still can only be a locust tree that can't speak or act, and can't communicate with Yunye more.

However, Yunye is not a talkative person.Most of the time, the communication between them was Yunye practicing sword, Minghuai watched from the side, and occasionally listened to Yunye talking about some outside things.

Time passed slowly, until the peaceful life was suddenly broken.

One day, in this locust forest—it can no longer be called a locust tree because there is only one locust tree, Minghuai—someone suddenly broke in.

In a deserted night, Ming Huai suddenly found a person he had never seen standing in front of him.This man was dressed in strong clothes, with a longbow on his back, a short sword on his waist and hips, and he was dressed like a mountain hunter. His eyes were shining and full of curiosity.

He looked at Ming Huai and sighed: "It's amazing, I've never seen a pagoda tree that can be cultivated like this."

"!"

"Huh? Can you understand me?" the outsider said strangely, "It's so strange, you can only live for a hundred years at most, right? The cultivation of plants and trees takes thousands of years as the unit. I haven't seen anyone who can cultivate consciousness in a hundred years. What about the grass spirits?"

"..."

The outsider said these words that Ming Huai could not understand, which made him feel nervous.The treetops swayed slightly and the leaves fluttered, awakening Yunye who was resting on the top of the Minghuai tree.

——I don't know when, that young man no longer rested on the ground, he preferred to stay on Ming Huai's body, find a branch, and stay there for a whole day.

Yunye turned down from the treetop, looked at this outsider who suddenly appeared, and drew his sword abruptly.

The outsider's eyes lit up, and he said, "Eh? Today's visit is very fruitful, and there is one, but shouldn't you all have one? Oh, I understand. The tragedy in Jiangdong the year before last was caused by you, right? "

"..."

"Hey, are you talking?"

"..."

The outsider curled his lips and said, "It's really boring. That locust tree hasn't transformed yet, so it's fine if you can't speak. You are human after all, why don't you speak?"

"What do you want to do?" Yunye stared at the outsider, his instinct told him that this person in front of him was very dangerous, more dangerous than every dangerous scene he had encountered before.

"Your sword is not sharp enough." The outsider looked at him with interest and said, "I have better sword skills, do you want to learn?"

"..."

"Huh?! No response?!" The man suddenly exclaimed, "Didn't you say that your clan is all sword idiots? How dare you ignore me?"

"..."

"It's too much!! He lied to me!" shouted the outsider, choked suddenly, and fell silent.

After a long time, he showed a wry smile and said to himself, "Yeah, you've been lying to me, right?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yunye and said, "I created a sect of cultivating immortals on this mountain, are you interested?"

"No."

"I welcome you at will!" The outsider who was still talking to himself suddenly choked, and stared at Yunye in disbelief, "Are you not interested?"

"You don't know the benefits of cultivating immortals? You don't want to live forever? Don't you want to gain more powerful power?"

Ignoring the man who was talking incessantly, Yunye climbed up the treetop again along the tree trunk, turned his head, glanced at him, and said, "What's the use of getting stronger power?"

"what?"

"Is it to hold the world's fierce soldiers and slaughter all the people in the world? But what's the point." Yunye climbed up the treetop, looked at him, and said.

"..." The outsider was silent for a moment, then smiled, "You are really special."

"I thought that people of your clan were war lunatics, but there is still a normal person! It's not easy, it's not easy!" He smiled and put his hands together, and said, "Then, you stay here because you want to wait for this tree Does the locust tree take shape?"

"..."

"But with the lifespan of a normal person, you will never wait for the day when he transforms into a human form." The man said solemnly, "Although this locust tree has been cultivated into a heart of vegetation, the accumulation is too weak. If you want to safely transform into a The human form is at least a thousand years of cultivation and accumulation."

"..."

"However, if we can find enough grass and tree spirits, we can speed up the process." The man walked around Ming Huai and said, "It really is a thousand worlds, and there are all kinds of wonders! A single locust tree can be cultivated into a spirit, tsk tsk , aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"

"God's punishment?" The young man on the treetop interrupted suddenly and asked.

The man under the tree nodded and said: "The pagoda tree is a ghost tree, and generally speaking, it cannot be cultivated. The ghost tree belongs to Yin, and it is said that the ghost energy of the underground Styx is transmitted by the roots of the pagoda tree. Things are difficult to form."

"..."

"Even if it is a fluke, it is still a weak body." The outsider said, "To use a simple analogy, have you ever seen a ghost cultivated into a fairy?"

Although he was discussing topics related to himself, Ming Huai didn't care about it.Instead, Yunye on his branch was silent for a long time, and said, "Is there a way to resolve it?"

"Huh?" The outsider was stunned, pondered for a long time, and said, "I'll go back and look through ancient books."

"I'll go with you." Yunye fell from the treetops, stood in front of the outsider, and said.

"Huh?" The man blinked, and finally smiled, "You said this, don't go back on your word!"

After that day, Yunye left Huai Lin and followed the stranger to a place Ming Huai didn't know.

When he returned to Huailin next time, his whole person had completely changed.The aura all over his body became sharper, like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, and even his eyes were as sharp as a sword, taking people's souls away.It seems that just by looking at him, three souls and seven souls will be split by him.

Minghuai was very happy for him, and he asked Yunye to come up to his treetop.On the crown of the tree, there is a piece of wood that he left for Yunye.

This piece of wood contained a ray of soul that Ming Huai cultivated.So it looked like wood but not wood, warm and moist to the touch, and had a metallic luster. Yunye looked at it for a long time, and finally accepted the piece of wood without saying anything.

Sometimes, the tacit understanding between him and Ming Huai no longer needs words to communicate.They have spent more than ten years together, and the communication between them can no longer even look at each other.

The next time Yunye came back, he had a sword by his side.It was a long sword cast with the texture of locust wood.The blade was forged and tempered with a special technique, and it shone with a cold light.There are continuous lines drawn on the hilt of the sword. At that time, Ming Huai didn't know that it was a special magic circle.

The next time, one month later, Yunye returned to Huai Lin again.This time he came to Minghua with a long piano in his arms.

He leaned against the tree trunk, pondered for a moment, and began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is clear and clear, like gurgling spring water, slowly sliding past.In the sound of the zither, the branches and leaves of the locust tree gradually unfolded, growing further away.

After that, about every other month, Yunye would come back from the mountains, sit under the shade of the locust tree, and play the piano all night long.The communication between him and Ming Huai seems to have changed from a silent dialogue to another way.

Sometimes Yunye would bring some spirit grass seeds and plant them around Minghuai.With the help of Huai Yao's spiritual power, the spirit grass grows slowly.And the more luxuriant the spirit grass grows, the stronger the aura around here will be.This empty space has gradually changed into another look.

It seems that everything is as usual, and the years pass slowly without change.

I don't know how many years have passed, I don't know how many years have passed.In this small world, the passage of time has lost its meaning.Yunye still came back often, and every time he was silent as usual.His face has never changed, except for the sword-like sharpness, there is also a bit of rock-like determination.

At that time, Ming Huai didn't know that a big event was about to happen.

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, at noon, the scorching sun is in the sky.

Suddenly, a black cloud moved across the sky, blocking daylight.After the black cloud drifted away, Ming Huai suddenly discovered that the sun he was familiar with had turned into a pitch-black disc, only the outermost circle reflected a little bit of white light.

Then, a golden glow shot out from the ground, illuminating the entire eastern sky.

The rich spiritual energy was compressed into a tornado at a speed and shape visible to the naked eye, and it shot straight into the sky.Minghuai greedily stretched its branches and leaves, absorbing the spiritual energy.Under the nourishment of this aura, the huge locust tree grew a little bit again.

Birds and beasts came out of their lairs one after another, looked greedily at the source of the spiritual energy, and waited for the right time to pounce on it to snatch the treasure.

Spiritual things appear in the world, and the world moves.

This is a sign of the opening of the nine-leaf golden lotus.

From the beginning of the solar eclipse to the time when the golden lotus fully opens, withers, and bears fruit and fruits, it takes only one hour in total.And only when the golden lotus is fully open and is about to fall, can the golden lotus be picked intact and its full medicinal properties can be exerted.In addition, until the golden lotus is fully bloomed, people outside can break through the spiritual barrier and enter the valley, so everyone is waiting for this moment to come.

Suddenly another strong force erupted from the valley, and a barrier suddenly stood up, cutting off the aura between the people outside and the valley.Neither spirit beasts nor mortals who are ready to move can no longer perceive the message of Jinlian.Under such circumstances, it was impossible for them to rush into the valley at the most accurate time and pick the golden lotus.

Most of the people and almost all the spirit beasts left in frustration.Since there is nothing to gain this time, just wait for the next hundred years.But there are always some unwilling people who lurk secretly, waiting for the person who is lucky enough to pick the golden lotus to come out of the valley and snatch the golden lotus.

Ming Huai didn't care about these things anymore, as a wood demon, he had already obtained enough benefits from the aura blooming from the golden lotus.For him, this is more precious nourishment than the golden lotus itself.

He had a faint feeling that he was about to transform into a human form.

He devoted himself to cultivating until late at night when he suddenly woke up.Ming Huai found that there was a person standing in front of him.

cloud industry.

The young man was holding a stone box in his hand, his expression was tired, and there was rare tiredness in his eyes.With a hoarse voice, he said to the pagoda tree: "Ming Huai, help me."

Ming Huai didn't know what he was going to do, but naturally agreed to his words unconditionally.He watched Yunye find a place among his roots and sit down cross-legged, then closed his eyes, Ming Huai quietly spread out its branches and leaves, densely packed with leaves covering Yunye's figure.It was the same as when that boy broke into Huailin many years ago and lay down in front of him.

Yunye, who was hidden in the roots of the locust tree, opened the stone box, and rich aura overflowed from it.Ming Huai was startled, only to realize that it was the precious Nine-leaf Golden Lotus that Yun Ye was holding in his arms!

He didn't know how Yunye got such a precious treasure, but he knew that the following night would be very difficult.

So Minghuai stretched out all its branches, leaves and roots, forming a complicated maze in the Huaihuai forest.He mobilized all the plants and trees here to form an illusion that could not get out.

In this formation, every plant and tree can kill.It is recorded in later generations that it is called "Baicao".

The night was so long, countless people tried to break through the fog and break into the center of Huai Lin.The aura wafting from there clearly guided the direction of Jinlian.But in this land, no one is a match for Huai Yao who has lived here for many years.He is monitoring this place all the time, and has countless methods to stop them from advancing.

After repeated attempts to break the formation to no avail, most of the people dispersed in disappointment.Only one team remained.They gathered together in the locust forest, and came up with a way to forcefully break the formation with the magic weapon of thunder and fire!

The things of thunder and fire are naturally masculine things.And locust tree is a shady tree, which is naturally controlled by it.

Sure enough, the roots, branches and leaves of the locust tree were easily exploded, and the precise formation was also lost.This team successfully explored to the depths of Huai Lin, and then fired a signal flare.

In the middle of the pagoda forest, the pagoda trees are decaying.

Importantly, six-tenths of the root system was damaged, and the rest suffered more or less damage.If the body is damaged, the soul is also damaged. This is probably the most fatal weakness of the grass and tree demon spirits.Ming Huai held on to the last bit of consciousness, wrapped the Yunye who was still in meditation with the root system, and at the end, still remembered to protect the safety of that person.

Later, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and he heard a conversation in a blur.

——"Can he recover?!!"

——"I buried the golden elixir and used the fruit branches and leaves of the Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus to nourish the locust tree. As long as it takes time, it will definitely recover. Don't worry."

- "That's not what I asked."

——"I can't answer your question. Although the pagoda tree is conscious, I don't know yet. When he awakens his consciousness again, he will still be the 'Ming Huai' you knew before. ."

——“…”

——"Now, all we have to do is wait."

Thousands of years are fleeting.