Yaozun

When Qiao Lan saw the little bead tree, her pupils trembled, and the body of the big tree behind her trembled for a moment. Cloud-like blue flowers fell from the crown of the tree, like a blue goose-feather snow falling in a small courtyard.

"You should recognize what it is," Su Yao said with a smile, "don't I need to say it?"

Qiao Lan's mind was shaken. Of course he knew what it was. It was the condensed tree species of Yang Zhu, the companion spirit treasure of Shengmo. Self-defense was only its most basic function. Reborn in Yang Zhu's internal body, the question is, how could this kind of thing be in Su Yao's hands?

Stealing was impossible, without Yang Zhu's approval, the beads would not condense at all, but would immediately disperse into drops of water.

"You are such a smart tree, you should know what is different about me." Su Yao put the pendant back on her neck, "In order to let me stay, this world has been trying to feed me, so that I can travel smoothly Incomparably, that person also likes me very much, and gave me this bead back, which made me figure it out, so I went with him, but I didn't think about it."

This……

"Did those people treat you badly?" Qiao Lan mocked.

"Who are they?" Su Yao said calmly, "Is it Su Yao or Linggen who you want?"

The question was too sharp, Qiao Lan said lightly: "What's the problem? In this world, the distinction between each creature is that they have different values? Why do you have to distinguish identity from self?"

"Because, I think it was imposed on me. I don't have this identity." Su Yao sighed when she said this. It's not a lie. He was a high school student who had a good life and was worrying about volunteering for the college entrance examination. But he came here inexplicably, and was prepared with a destiny that he didn't want at all, so until now, he is actually resisting this thing.

impose?

Qiao Lan's thoughts turned, and he stared at the young man in front of him with clear green eyes, as if trying to find a flaw in his words.

So, after so many years of working in this world, the result is that this little dragon's heart is still undecided?

It's not impossible. In the war, the Xiantian Wufang Star Emperor was either suppressed or obliterated. I heard that this little dragon has been displaced since he was a child, and his life is very difficult, so it is possible that his heart is not here.

He doesn't know the specific situation, but the spiritual root is on him, and the spiritual root belongs to the world lord = this dragon is actually the property of the world lord.

If he was lured back to the other world, he would be the only one who deserved the credit——the master of the world would be happy with such a great credit for recovering the spiritual root of heaven and earth, right?

After figuring this out, when Qiao Lan looked at Su Yao again, she didn't think he was stubborn and hideous. Instead, she felt that this young man was smart and knew how to advance and retreat. He was good-looking, and he was a good seed in their world.

What a poor Miao, he should be brought back on the right track.

"I can help you." Qiao Lan asked directly, "What do you want me to do?"

If you can abduct this seedling back, it is your obligation to fulfill for the sake of the world master with a little effort. You can't and shouldn't refuse, but you can't lower your attitude immediately, otherwise it will make people feel that you have bad intentions.

"Tell me first, what can you do?"

"I have practiced for tens of thousands of years, and I have given birth to a heart of origin," Qiao Lan pondered. "This heart can evolve into the world like Yang Zhu, but because of insufficient practice, it cannot allow the entrant to evolve in it for a lifetime. At most, It can evolve for more than ten days at a time, and then it will collapse."

Su Yao looked a little confused.

Qiao Lan said, "It's troublesome to say, but you'll know it once you try it."

He closed his eyes and opened a gap between his brows. Countless rays of light burst out from the gap, becoming more and more intense, making everything around him white.

Surrounded by forests, grasslands, and rivers, there is no one or anything in a radius of ten miles.

"What's the use here?" Su Yao asked.

"What you think here is what you get, you can explore by yourself." The big tree in front made a dull voice.

……

After the light passed, Su Yao went back to the small courtyard and looked at the time. Only a quarter of an hour had passed.

For a moment, he looked at the big tree with love.

In the heart of the tree, he can manifest all the refining materials, mix and smelt them at will, and practice in it with completely messy exercises. If he dies because of madness, he can start again—of course , the pain will never be less.

In the same way, all ideas can be tested in it without losing time, because the flow speed inside and outside is completely different.

What kind of treasure tree is this? It’s like a supercomputer. If all the creatures in the other world learn like this, it’s a place like a dream.

The seniors are wasting everything, how can such a tree be used as a table and chairs, it should be provided, and tickets and boarding fees will be charged, okay? !

"Then, what's the price?" Su Yao's heart was moved, but she was still rational. This kind of function must also be a burden to Qiao Lan.

"I haven't made up my mind yet. I'll raise the terms when you use me." Qiao Lan said calmly.

"Thank you so much. I have to think about how to develop such a good place. Don't worry, you will be satisfied." Su Yao was very moved, and even gave him a hug, which caused Chen Zi to raise his eyebrows and look sideways. The corners of his lips curled up.

Qiao Lan watched Su Yao leave without saying a word, as if it was a real tree standing in place, letting the wind and rain blow.

His younger brother rolled over suspiciously and asked, "Brother, when did you become so talkative?"

Qiao Lan gave him a contemptuous look, and swiped it back to the roof.

It’s really worthy of being the spiritual root of heaven and earth. Just staying in his source for a while, the rising source is worth one-third of his hard-earned luck, resources, and hard work over the years. If you keep him waiting In it, there is no need to upgrade or practice, as long as hundreds of years pass, the world will have enough origin to become a real world, and he can directly promote to the realm of the venerable.

Lan Zun—what a nice title.

It took all his strength to restrain himself from shutting him in.

If there is such a good thing, what are the conditions? Of course, it is to send it up first, let him use it for free, and then discuss the price after he can't live without it. Others are irrelevant.

……

On the roof, the pigeon and the hand finished watching the episode.

The pigeon is still licking melon seeds with its paws up, as if it has nothing to do with me, and I want to watch a good show.

On the other hand, the severed hand on one side clenched its fist suddenly when it heard the phrase "This is the destiny imposed on me".

Sadly, it climbed down the roof with its fingers, walked over the threshold, climbed up the edge of the table, walked to the white paper where Su Yao was writing the plan, pressed the back of A Yao's hand, and stuck it sadly.

"What's the matter?" Su Yao put her face on the back of the senior's hand and comforted, "I don't blame you. I just complained. After all, I was worried about my father and didn't know where I was. How is his body, after such a long time, he must be worried to death."

Hearing this, his hands trembled suddenly, as if crying.

While comforting him, Su Yao drew a few strokes casually, outlining the outline of her father: "Look, this is my own father. He taught me this painting. At that time, he was like you, holding my hand On the back of the hand, stroke by stroke..."

Hearing this, his hand seemed to think of something, and tapped the drawing paper hard.

In the next second, the little figure on the drawing paper moved, and the color on the paper spread, turning into a scene of stars in the background like in the video.

Next to the simple villain with his father's face, a similar handsome and romantic figure appeared. The two sat on the stars together, overlooking the sky and the earth.

"How is this Yuanlong Realm considered prosperous?" the man asked the father next to him.

This also has voice?

You Xiuxian party really know how to play, Su Yao put down the business for a while, and watched the video on the paper.

"The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and there are countless wonders. In terms of scenery, the world I live in is even more beautiful." The person in the painting replied.

Um?Su Yao frowned. This special, graceful voice, like walking among the clouds, is unmistakable, it's Dad's voice.

"I don't think there is a place of beauty in that world, even if mountains and rivers overlap in this world, it's not as good."

"Oh, where is this?" Dad smiled slightly, "I have been there for some time, but I have never seen this scene."

The man raised his chin and looked at him with a smile: "This place is you, Ayan. When I look around the world, there is no other person, thing, or river that is more beautiful than you."

Afterwards, the picture freezes, when the two look at each other and smile, the beauty that almost overflows from the paper.

Su Yao was stunned.

He never told anyone here that his father's name was Su Yan, why the father who appeared on the paper was completely the same as what he remembered, except for the clothes.

At this moment, the severed hand picked up the pen aggrievedly, and made an arrow next to Su Yan's portrait, saying "A Yao's father", and then made an arrow on the person next to him, saying "It is also Yaoyao!" Father"

Finally, it drew a big circle around the two, with the words "Couple!" inside.

Su Yao is dumbfounded.

Then, the word husband and wife on the paper disappeared.

My hands froze for a moment, and I continued to write couples and husbands and wives reluctantly!Just writing one, like water soaked in sand, disappears on the page, as if scraped off by something invisible.

"Okay." Su Yao finally regained her mind, took up her hand with a complicated expression, and held it in front of her face, "Is the A Yan you drew the Su Yan who is not the blue earth star? It's not some kind of statue from the other world. "

The hand wrote on his fingertips: "It's all Ayan! It's all Ayan!"

"Then," Su Yao said dryly, "then why is he not in that world, but going to another world?"

The hand wrote without hesitation: "For you."

Su Yao has more things to ask, but she can't say a word in the end.

He slowly put down his hands, returned to his bedroom, fell on the bed, and pressed his forehead.

He needs to slow down.

After lying on the bed for some time, Su Yao suddenly sat up from the bed and touched the tailbone.

He recalled that feeling when he was a child, and instinctively swayed.

Suddenly, a hot current rushed to the tailbone, and in the next second, the clothes behind him split open with a hiss, and a crystal clear white tail with a length of one and a half meters and about the thickness of the knee emerged.

Shake it, like an arm, there is no barrier at all.

Rolling up to the chest, I found that at the end of the tail, there was a clump of soft and flowing hair with distinct roots.

There is only one place, a clump is missing, and a small piece is bald.

Inexplicably, there was an extra memory in his mind.

When I was young, in my father's study, my father broke a pen on the table and said softly: "These ordinary pens are too boring, but here, I can't find good pen and ink—"

Speaking of this, his father suddenly turned his head, took a look at him, picked him up, and kissed him: "Baibai is really a good boy of Dad."

He was praised, hugged his father's neck in satisfaction, and kissed him.

Then he was put on the carpet by his father in a daze, and saw that his father was combing a clump of white soft fur, saying something like "just right", "the old dragon's hair is not good, it is too hard, it is tied with paper", "this dragon hair Just right..."

After discovering that his son was looking at him puzzled, the young father bowed his head and kissed his son again: "Thank you for showing up, how about eating fried chicken and Coke tonight?"

The young boy wagged his tail immediately, forgot what happened just now, hugged his father's neck and said excitedly: "French fries, more fries!"

Memories are over.

Su Yao covered her face. After a few breaths, she couldn't hold it back. She put down her hand and covered the tip of her tail.