[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Valley of Thousand Flowers.

Such a familiar word that has not been heard for a long time, was mentioned in such a way in such a place, and Wanjing couldn't help being in a trance for a moment. The Wanhua Valley in his memory, the place like a paradise in the game, was inexplicable. blurred.

His mind was shocked suddenly, as if he had been swallowed by something, and his whole body froze in place.

"Big brother?" Jin Ying raised her head and called out in doubt.

In his eyes, the big brother suddenly became very strange, standing there motionless, with a strange expression on his face, he had never seen such an expression.

Pouting her lips, Jin Ying tugged on Wan Jing's clothes, trying to pull him out of this strange feeling.

"What's the matter?" Wan Jing suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head, and looked at the golden young lady in front of him with a smile.

Jin Ying opened her eyes wide and looked at the very, very good-looking big brother in front of her.

The eldest brother is obviously smiling, why does he think that the eldest brother is not happy?

He frowned and thought hard, then suddenly had an idea, took out a small lavender flower from his bosom, handed it to Wanjing, blinked his eyes: "I picked this last time in Wanhua Valley! Lots and lots of flowers!"

Wan Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the little flower that was almost exactly the same shape as his flower.

"Thank you," he whispered, "what kind of flower is this?"

"Well, it seems to be called double lotus," Jin Ying thought for a while, "this kind of flower is everywhere in Wanhua Valley! It seems that it was not called this name a long time ago, but there was a double lotus that was very powerful, and then This is the name given to their clan."

Wan Jing gently caressed the lavender petals, and felt a fragile and soft touch.

Did Qian Rin feel the same way when she stroked his petals?

"Wanhua Valley is not far away. If you want to go, we can go and see the old trees after seeing them," Jin Pu felt that Wanjing was in a bad mood.Perhaps it has something to do with Jin Ying's mention of the name Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, so he suggested.

Wan Jing nodded, and said: "I'm sorry, let's go to the ancient tree quickly."

"Okay!" Jin Ying cheered.

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From a distance, it already seems to block out the sky, but it is even more spectacular when you get closer. This ancient tree has lived for an unknown amount of time. Its trunk is thick and thick, and its dark brown skin is undulating. The elixir, the lush branches and leaves of the old trees on the head completely block the sunlight, but it doesn't look gloomy.

The spiritual power of the ancient tree is pure, and the closer you get, the more you can feel the purifying breath. Jin Ying and Jin Po squinted their eyes in happiness, Wan Jing also took a deep breath, feeling the flow of spiritual energy in the body.

Fortunately, fortunately.

He read these two words carefully in his heart, his expression seemed calm, but his slender fingers were clenched tightly, the fingers were blue and white, and deep marks were pinched on the palm.

After a long time, he slowly walked towards the old tree, and put his palm on the rough trunk of the old tree.

"Gu Shu, we're here again!" Jin Ying said softly, "Big brother is from the cultivation world! We'll be staying here for a few days, so let's come over and say something!"

Wan Jing looked at the tree in front of him with a quiet smile.

The branches and leaves made a rustling sound, which startled a few birds playing above. The birds flapped their wings and flew away, leaving behind a piece of bright yellow feathers.

The thick trunk of the ancient tree undulated slightly, and then, the low and old voice seemed to sound from all directions, but when one listened carefully, it seemed to come from every leaf on the tree.

"You guys are here again, and you brought a flower here, you really don't give me a little bit of purity." Gu Shu let out a deep laugh.

"We are here to play, big brother is new here, so come here to say hello!" Jin Ying narrowed her eyes, trotted a few steps and hugged the trunk of the ancient tree, "I learned a new spell a few days ago ! But it’s different from what my brother uses, so come and ask!”

"Although you are of the same family, but the attributes of spiritual power are different, so naturally you use them in different ways." Gu Shu didn't seem to be bored by such a question, but explained it in detail.

Jin Ying and Jin Po listened carefully.

After finishing speaking, the ancient tree said again: "The flower you brought here is not new. Speaking of it, it is right that it came out of this demon world."

Wan Jing was slightly taken aback, but he was not surprised.

He just didn't expect that Gu Shu would tell this fact so easily.

"Everything in the world depends on fate. Whether you say it or not will have no effect on the result." Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, there was a trace of faintness in the voice of the ancient tree, "Since you are here, you are also destined .”

"It's not what I wanted to come." Wan Jing suddenly smiled lowly, his brows and eyes were curved, but the emotion in his eyes was so light that it almost disappeared.

The ancient tree did not speak.

"Can I ask you a question?" He looked up, looking at the dense branches and leaves.

"can."

"What is 'Fallen Immortal'?"

This time the ancient tree was silent for a long time.

Wan Jing was not in a hurry, and stood there quietly, with a faint smile, waiting.

After a long time, the ancient tree's old voice finally came, but there was an inexplicable sigh in the voice.

"Above this world is the world of immortals. Whether you are cultivating demons or cultivating truth, if one day you can ascend to immortality, you will have to leave this realm of cultivation or demon sect behind you, and you will never look back."

"If you insist on going against the fairy world and returning to this world, you will be smashed to pieces, your soul will be scattered, and you will be punished by the heavens, and you will never be reborn forever."

"This is the Fallen Immortal."

Wan Jing closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Do you think it's very hard for him to do this?" Instead of talking to the ancient tree, he said to himself, "But, what should I do?"

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Talking with the ancient tree ended in silence after all.

Wan Jing knows that this long-standing ancient relic has his own preference in his heart, no one can be absolutely fair, and he will not resent something, just like he said, everything in the world depends on fate, and who will stay in the end , there is no conclusion yet.

He touched the imprint on his heart, and finally made up his mind.

Regardless of the outcome, at least there was one person waiting for him to go back.

He didn't know how many false ones were, and which ones were real, but the days and nights he spent with Qian Lin were real, and that was enough.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the memory of the past seemed like a dream.

"Big brother!" Jin Ying ran over from behind, still holding the small leaf flute given to him by the ancient tree in his hand, with a warm smile and bright eyes, "Let's go to Wanhua Valley next! I heard that the sea of ​​flowers There are many flowers blooming there, which are very beautiful!"

"Huahai," Wan Jing frowned, "I used to like to go there too, Huahai is a good place to squat flowers, and sometimes you can see people blowing fireworks there."

"Fried fireworks?" Jin Ying blinked, "What are fireworks?"

"Fireworks are things that you can swipe the screen after they explode, and then take screenshots," Wanjing muttered while walking, "I think back then I also prepared oranges in my bag to go to Huahai to fry them for the trumpet. Well, the results haven’t come over yet, really, even if I can’t get a better one, can’t I get the one where I successfully fried the orange…”

"I don't understand," Jin Yingcheng said, "But there are golden orange blossoms in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. After inputting a sentence with spiritual power, it will explode, and then the words will float into the sky. It's very beautiful!"

"Yeah, that's the one..."

A handsome tall and straight figure walked away slowly with two golden figures. Every branch and leaf of the ancient tree was his eyes. At this moment, he looked at Wan Jing's distant figure, as if he saw the child who insisted on leaving. back view.

Going around, it's like returning to the original point.

And Wanjing and the three finally arrived at Wanhua Valley after walking for a long time.

In fact, there is no need to walk, but Jinying and Jinpu have nothing to do today. They were jostling along the way, and Wanjing wanted to walk slowly, so they spent most of the day walking, and finally I saw the entrance of Wanhua Valley.Jin Ying and Jin Pu turned into fluffy dandelions and jumped in, then fluttered down like golden rain all over the sky.

Wan Jing also jumped in with great lightness kung fu, not so much the big lightness kung fu, but rather the spiritual power covered under his feet, stepping on the air, and using the momentum to move forward, although he could pick a blade of grass at random and stand on the blade of grass , but this method similar to Daqinggong is also quite good.

He landed slowly against the wind, and he saw the familiar scenery.

Wanjing walked slowly, from Luoxing Lake to Xiaoyao Forest, overlooking the entire Flower Valley from Sanxing Mochiyue, and then went to Xianjiyan along the Xunxian Path, listening to music for a while, watching paintings for a while, reading in the book I fiddled with a few strokes before.

After going around in a circle, he finally stepped into the sea of ​​flowers.

Sea of ​​Flowers is one of the most famous places in Wanhua Valley, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation to be here in person at this moment.

The ground is full of colorful, blue-purple trees in the distance, like a fairyland, there is a river not far away, the river is clear, bringing a little bit of water vapor.

After wandering around the sea of ​​flowers enough, Wan Jing found a place to sit down, and called Jin Ying and Jin Po to go back quickly. After the two had disappeared, he faced a place in the sky and said with a smile: "Still not come out?"

"You've been waiting for this moment for a long time, you didn't hesitate to launch a demon formation in front of Qian Lin, and brought me here forcibly, because you were afraid that if Qian Lin was by my side at the last moment, you would never succeed , isn't it?"

In the void, a figure gradually emerged, with a purple-black gown and ink-like long hair, but the figure is not solid enough, it is very empty, as if it will dissipate when the wind blows, and even the face can't be seen clearly. Just a vague outline.

"You can't even condense a slightly solid one. I didn't expect you to be so weak. No wonder you can't sit still." Looking at the phantom, Wan Jing understood.

Ripples appeared on Xuying's body, and a somewhat hoarse voice came: "I want to see him!"

"Unfortunately, he is already dead," Wan Jing said casually, "It seems that you really only have one obsession left, and you can't even tell it apart."

"I want to see him! I want to see him!" The phantom just repeated a sentence, and even his body appeared and disappeared from time to time, probably because he was too emotional.

"Don't you see him every day?" Wan Jing smiled, "What I see is what you see, I'm with Qian Lin almost every day, why should you do that."

"Or, you have long realized that he is dead, right?"

Xuying's hoarse voice stopped suddenly, and he rushed towards Wanjing, grabbed his neck tightly, Wanjing dodged sideways, and held Xuying's hands indifferently.

"There can only be one between Qianlin and him, so Qianlin survived." The place where he touched the phantom was like burning pain, Wanjing suppressed the fishy sweetness in his heart, "And the relationship between me and you , and only one can survive.”

"I will devour you."

Xuying let out a hoarse roar, the sound was like a roaring giant beast, shaking Wanjing's blood and blood: "It's just a mere mortal soul! Why do you want to devour me!"

"You shouldn't have existed in the world long ago!" Wan Jing gritted his teeth, holding on to the phantom, "After falling into immortality, if you really had the absolute ability to devour me, you wouldn't pretend to be a system, and you wouldn't Go tamper with my memory during fusion, let alone your memory that I spy on!"

"Heavenly Dao has been looking for your remaining obsessions. If you don't rely on my soul from outside the world to survive, you will have been swallowed by Heavenly Dao!"

"And now, do you think I will let you occupy my body?" Wan Jing coughed up blood, but his eyes were sharp, "I'm afraid you never thought about it, from the moment you merged into this body , there is a possibility of being swallowed by me!"

"From the moment I can use your ability for my own use, you should know that I have the upper hand!"