I became a peerless master

Chapter 386

Chapter 386: I wish I could participate

On Binhe Qingshiban Street, in the small courtyard behind the grocery store, Song Ye was concentrating on his work as a master gardener.

Since sending away Mr. Chen and the extremely beautiful Wu Dao Fairy he brought with him two days ago, no immortal cultivator has come to visit for several days in a row. It is rare to have a few days of leisure.

For the gods, three or five days may be just as fleeting as sitting in meditation.

After all, as the level of Xiao Erya's qi training increased, her cultivation time also increased significantly. Sometimes the little girl meditated for a day or two.

Erya, a weak loose immortal, is like this, let alone Chen Lao and the others who are serious immortal cultivators of the Daze sect.

Without the chance to achieve immortality, Song Ye didn't bother to envy the high-to-high life that he was destined to have.

For a mortal little salted fish like him, life should be lived.

No, today, taking advantage of the sluggish business, he planned to tidy up his yard, but unexpectedly discovered that the "safflower" he had transplanted from the flower pot before had grown new ones.

This dark green plant with a touch of black, the flower language represents the heartfelt voice of a well-educated girl named Xun Susu, who is hesitant to speak.

Although brother Li Jishan's theory is a bit vulgar and nonsensical, Song Ye was still unknowingly substituted into it.

"A branch of safflower" was given by Miss Susu, and it was not in vain to be able to grow a new plant in the yard of the young master, and it was not in vain for the pure relationship between the two of us.

Seeing many similar plants growing densely around this flower, Song Ye concluded that this kind of plant should be able to replicate and reproduce through roots.

In the biology of previous lives, this was called monosomic reproduction.

Of course, academic matters are not the focus of Song Ye's concern at all.

All he knew was that among the techniques he learned through systematics, there happened to be gardening.

It just so happens that I can grow flowers.

It just so happened that Miss Susu gave me flowers.

That's all. It has nothing to do with the imaginary scene of the well-educated daughter who enters the small courtyard and sees the stars and romance in the eyes of the small red flowers in the courtyard.

Xiaoye never thought of creating romance, he just likes to grow flowers.

Well, that's it~

With the sincere enthusiasm of a gardener, Song Ye carefully moved out the new seedlings growing around the 'little red flower', planting the flowers with [-]% precise spacing without having to measure them deliberately.

By the way, there are exactly nine plants.

Cultivating the soil and watering it all in one go, before appreciating his superb technique of planting flowers carefully, a familiar voice sounded again outside the door.

"Is Mr. Song Xiao there? Second Aunt saw you coming."

Needless to say, the owner of the voice was Second Aunt Zhang, who had become a frequent visitor to his grocery store.

"I really want to come here..."

Feeling a little emotional in his heart, Song Ye hurriedly washed his hands and went to greet him.

On the fingertips of the tree in the small courtyard, there was a bird with gorgeous feathers but a bit of a dull head, and the eyes suddenly showed agility.

Looking at the back of the young man with a dusty temperament going away, the little bird flapped its wings lightly twice, and flew straight to the land that the "gardener" had just worked so hard on.

Following the movements of the colorful birds, a dark yellow puppy poked its head out of the quiet kennel in a corner of the courtyard.

Even the two fish and one turtle in the pond focused their attention on the little red flower that had just been transplanted in the yard.

pat.

The colorful bird moved its beak, and directly uprooted a newly transplanted small red flower, and broke its stem along the way.

For no apparent reason, there was a hint of evil aura on this beautiful bird, and it soared into the sky with this ruined little flower seedling in its mouth.

"It seems that Qingluan's ancestor's memory has not been fully recovered, and her old man basically acts according to instinct."

Witnessing the movement of the colorful bird, Immortal Huyang, who was lying on the side of the kennel, showed a clear expression, and at the same time, he became more and more sure of his guess about the state of the demigod ancestor.

Qingluan is a unique existence, and also the pillar of Shenshou Mountain before.

When I first arrived here, I saw it standing quietly on the branch, and all the doubts in Immortal Huyang's heart disappeared without a trace.

After gradually integrating into this big family in the mortal world, this peak of the Eleven Stars of the Immortal Beast Mountain gradually discovered that Qingluan was still the ancestor of the demi-god beast, but there seemed to be something wrong with her state.

To put it simply, ancestor Qingluan’s memory seems to have been lost.

At the beginning, the other party stood high on the branch and was extremely indifferent. Immortal Huyang didn't take it seriously. After all, isn't it normal for people like this to be indifferent?
Later, she settled down in the small courtyard. When Immortal Huyang tried to communicate with her, she knew that she had lost her past memories.

In other words, the demigod Qingluan lost his memory.

All her actions are carried out according to instinct.

"Get close to this Suzaku ancestor, seek shelter and peace of mind, this is the instinct of Qingluan ancestor."

"I am very hostile to the things in the underworld. As soon as I feel the breath of the underworld, I will find a way to destroy it. This is also instinct."

He nodded his head slightly. In fact, it wasn't just colorful birds. Many monsters in this courtyard, including Immortal Huyang himself, also had instinctive resistance and hostility to the red flowers growing in the courtyard.

Different from the demigod beast Qingluan who has lost his memory, there are also the descendants of the demon clan such as Bai Weisheng who have very little memory in the blood inheritance.

The reason, Huyang Immortal Lord, who was once one of the peak monsters in the fairy world, understands clearly.

In his memory, there are not only the information obtained from the bloodline when he was the great demon of the mythical beast Suhu clan, but also the historical books left by the power of the demon clan in Divine Beast Mountain since ancient times.

The reason why countless monster races in the Great Thousand World are full of hostility towards the breath of the underworld is precisely because the underworld and the underworld are the sworn enemies of the ancient fairy court.

The immortal court in ancient times centered on the myriad races, which is the current monster race.

At that time, Emperor Juntai's gestures were comparable to the way of heaven, but he was in charge of the myriad worlds, but only the underworld listened to the instructions and did not listen to the announcement.

The six realms of reincarnation, good and evil and reincarnation after the death of all races are all decided by hell.

The Nine Nether Lord of the underworld also has the strength to challenge Emperor Juntai, and is ambitious, and also has the ambition to overthrow the Immortal Court and replace it.

Under such a premise, Xianting and Hell began a fierce battle that spanned almost the entire ancient times.

Among all the clans under the command of Immortal Court, there is almost no family that does not have a deep hatred against the underworld.

This kind of hatred is passed down through blood, and each generation of descendants of all races has an instinctive hostility towards the breath of the underworld.

Therefore, Qingluan Ancestor, who relied on instinct to do things, tried every means to destroy the flowers in the courtyard, Bai Weicheng and the young monster clan were also eyeing them.

If it weren't for the knowledge and reason of the eleven-star monster, Immortal Huyang himself would like to participate in it...

(End of this chapter)