Chapter 666 The reason for Wuhua
Chapter 666 The reason for Wuhua
Wuhua Mountain is full of trees, but they never bear fruit.
I don’t know why there are so many trees?Won't you die?
Zeng Jing walked into the depths of the mountains, and the scenery was magnificent, and there were even waterfalls. Shixian's flying water falling three thousand feet can be described as just that.
Getting further and further away, Zeng Jing no longer knows where she is.
Such a big tree, Zeng Jing immediately stopped.
After looking around for a while, I felt that this place was different.
"Are you looking for me?" A shadow appeared on the tree, the shadow of a flower.
Zeng Jing was startled, "Are you a human or a ghost? Or a tree demon?"
"Yes, I am a flower demon, living in this osmanthus tree."
"Guixian tree? Is it a cassia tree?"
"The Guixian tree is not a cinnamon tree. It is a spiritual tree that can absorb spiritual energy. After thousands of years, you can become a tree demon."
"Why are you just a shadow?"
"Because I am a soul, and it took a lot of effort to condense it. I have to rely on the essence of a hundred flowers to keep the soul together."
"So you created Wuhua Mountain, and you ate all the flowers?"
"Now I can automatically absorb energy. As long as I pass over it, those flowers will stop blooming."
"Then why don't you go somewhere else?"
"I can't leave because I can only live in the Guixian tree."
"Have you ever harmed anyone?"
"I am a soul, how can I hurt others?"
Zeng Jing reached out and grabbed it, and it passed through her body.
Of course, it's not that you can't catch it. As long as you use the power of the soul, you can still imprison it, and the Zixuan Holy Fire can also extinguish it.
"Then do you want to go out? Where can I keep your soul intact?"
"Unless it's an immortal weapon."
"A fairy?"
Zeng Jing felt that the wooden token might be something from the fairy world or the divine world.
So I started rummaging through the storage bracelets.
Who knew that he had taken it by mistake, so he took out Linglongzhuo.
"What is this? I feel it calling to me."
"This is called Linglongzhuo, and it is also an immortal weapon, but..."
Before he finished speaking, the flower demon got in.
"It's over. Where is this place? I can't get out." The flower demon's voice was a little anxious.
"That should be the location of the weapon spirit. The weapon spirit is no longer there, so the immortal weapon has become a mortal object, basically a waste product."
"then what do I do?"
"Then you can't blame me. You got in before I finished speaking."
"It's over, it's over, am I going to merge with the immortal weapon?"
Zeng Jing advised: "If you stay inside and practice, you can leave Wuhua Mountain just in time. If you have time, I can let you out to see the world."
"Where can I get out?"
"Can you see it?"
"I have spiritual consciousness, of course I can see it."
"Isn't that okay? You will have a home in the future, and you will no longer have to worry about losing your soul."
"It's already like this. It's useless to say anything. Just remember to let me see the outside world."
"Okay, now I want to send you back the storage bracelet."
"Can't you just leave it in the bracelet?"
"Tiandao Sect is struggling to find this treasure, how can I dare to expose it?"
"Who is Tiandao Sect?"
"Enemy, don't ask so many questions, just go back and practice."
Zeng Jing threw Linglongzhuo into the storage bracelet, turned around and walked out of the mountain.
Within a few days, people discovered a strange phenomenon.
Wuhua Mountain, which had not bloomed for hundreds of years, suddenly bloomed.
A group of cultivators entered the mountain to practice.
There are even new sects that have opened caves in the mountains and built sects.
Wuhua Mountain has abundant spiritual energy and is indeed a good place for cultivation.
The Huayue Sect at the foot of the mountain also moved into the mountain.
From then on, Huayue Sect disciples rarely appeared in front of the world.
Many female disciples have left, and the Huayue Sect's talent has withered. It is getting worse every year and slowly disappears.
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