During the time when Zhang Ning was in the treasure snail space, the Qiankun treasure snail was packed and taken to a valley.

Here the fog is misty, the aura is thick, the helmet-sized red flowers are all over the mountains and valleys, the flowers are reckless, the flowers are fragrant and intoxicating, a spiritual spring gurgles down from the gentle slope, and the water outlines the shape of a big tree.

There is only one variety of flowers in the valley - the large brick-red chrysanthemum. The leaves of the chrysanthemum are not a single petal that is elongated, but a combination of countless tiny brick-red "small lychees".

These flowers are all in full bloom.

They shook the flower crown and chirped noisily, and frowned at the flying demon moths: "Is it sweet, is it fragrant? I'm here~", "Fairy honey is the sweetest and the most aura!What more could I ask for a husband~", "Taste sweetness, taste happiness~"......

These direct earthy advertising words are quite low-key, and other flower demons are even harder-some have stems and leaves entangled and wrestling, some shake the petals and dance bohemian dances, some vibrating the petals and singing "Honey, you stretch out your mouth, my nectar will make you intoxicated...... such embarrassing love songs; and there are even more people who talk about group comedy and show their eloquence......

There will be a few demon moths next to the demon flowers of these talent shows, and the winning flower demon can get the demon moth pollination......

But the flower demons are only attentive to the pollinator moths, and their attitudes towards the demon moths and caterpillars that are ready to lay eggs have taken a 180-degree turn.

They changed their previous enthusiasm and fierceness, and they pretended to be weak and sick, trembling and begging the demon moth that laid eggs on its leaves: "I am weak and sickly, your baby will be malnourished, you can change the place......", "Oh oops, my waist is broken, hurry up and find somewhere else......", and even more will steal empty egg shells and put them on their leaves, shouting: "It's full, it's full!

Some of the demon flowers that already have "tenants" on the stems and leaves try their best to persuade the caterpillars with white hair and an amazing appetite: "My leaves are not big enough, go to the side~" "Crush it and break it, go to the side ......", the flower demon who has not been patronized by the caterpillar next to him tried his best to shout: "Don't come here, ugly monsters, eat her~" "Come over again, I'll call! I'm going to scream and break my throat~"

However, the demon moths and caterpillars that lay eggs were not threatened and bewitched by the flower demon at all, and still went their own way.

And those demon flowers with insect chrysalis hanging on the stems and leaves will ostentatiously straighten their waists and nag: "Oops, the stems are so tired~", "Oops, the chrysalis is moving inside, I feel the ......", and some hypocritically twisted the stems thicker than Zhang Ning's thighs and lamented: "There are still a few days to come out, I can't hold on......"

It was a scene of harmony and prosperity.

What should I do? I was taken captive to the other party's lair, so many demon moths...... Is his antidote elixir enough?

"Terran boy, please show up, and the messenger will lead you to the Lord of the Sacred Tree. The heavenly voice said.

At this time, the Colorful Powder Enchantment had already hovered in front of the spiritual spring in the valley.

The tree outlined by this spiritual spring...... It looks like Wakaki!

The pattern of Ruomu composed of water flow is meticulous - down to the veins of each palm-fissured leaf and every trace of texture of the trunk branches, and its aura concentration has reached 100%, which is definitely the best of the best, which can be called a fairy spring.

Could it be ...... The Divine Tree is actually not a tree, but a fairy spring?!

Zhang Ning turned back to look at the tree spirit in the medicine garden—her small lotus root-like arms that had been pointing in the direction of the sacred tree had hung down, and she was listening with her dark eyes......