In fact, about things like fairies and ghosts, Ye Huang's masters, including some seniors, didn't say so much to Ye Huang.

The old heavenly master told Ye Huang the story of the spirit at the martial arts conference.

Then it didn't take long, that is, now, Ye Huang met a spirit.

How should the existence of spirits be explained?

"Why don't you talk again?"

Du Juan felt that Ye Huang was a little strange now, and he always came to a halt for some reason.

"Oh, I'm still thinking about something. ”

"What are you thinking?"

"I wonder why spirits like you exist?"

Cuckoo obviously didn't expect Ye Huang to ask such a question, and the branch shook a few times, as if he was thinking.

"Why do we exist? Because we exist!"

Already existing?

"We already exist, but some of them have no intelligence, or have low intelligence, and only a very small number of them will be born by chance, unlike you people, who have wisdom from birth, and can continue to reproduce. ”

There was a hint of resentment in the cuckoo's tone, and a hint of envy.

"Can't you multiply?"

Ye Huang's words asked the point.

This kind of sapient creature is born by chance, and the offspring that generally reproduces are the same as the creatures that did not have stellar before.

So it's not that you can't reproduce, but it's that the offspring of sapient creatures are basically unsapient, which explains why there are spirits in this world, and many of them are extremely strong, but none of them threaten humans.

The fundamental reason is here, not that there are many masters in human beings, of course, this is also a factor, but the decisive factor is that these spirits cannot reproduce spiritual offspring casually.

This also explains why some creatures, such as the cuckoo, have obtained memory inheritance after awakening their spiritual intelligence, in fact, it is because a spirit that may have been cultivated a long time ago, but it could not reproduce, so it simply used some secret method to seal its own understanding of cultivation or part of its memory in the bloodline.

And then wait until the next awakened soul of the clan.

Maybe the cuckoo is the descendant of the spirit.

Of course, there is some fantasy in saying this, but it seems that this is the only way to explain it now.

The cuckoo explained to Ye Huang in a milky voice for a long time, and Ye Huang finally understood that all the previous confusions had disappeared or become deeper with Cuckoo's explanation.

But in short, let Ye Huang no longer worry about this problem.

Whatever, it's all important now!

"Let's go, let's go back!"

"Wait for me! Wait for me! People can't walk all the time!" Ye Huang hadn't taken two steps before he was stopped by the cuckoo's shout.

Ye Huang scratched his head.

This little guy behaved too much like a person, so that Ye Huang subconsciously regarded the cuckoo as a person, but in fact, the cuckoo is just a rhododendron tree, even if it is a little smaller, even if it can walk, even if it can speak, but no matter what, she is still a rhododendron tree, a plant.

It doesn't seem like a problem to have a plant running behind you with a ball of mud in its arms.

"Come, come up. ”

Ye Huang bent down and stretched out a hand, and the cuckoo walked onto Ye Huang's palm in three or two clicks.

As soon as he stepped onto Ye Huang's palm, the cuckoo stuck all the roots into the mud.

"You like the mud so much, is it because it's so special?"

Ye Huang held the cuckoo in his hand and asked as he walked.

"Of course, the soil here is rare and spiritual!"

"Oh, why do you know?"

Ye Huang didn't feel anything strange about this mud.

"Why? I know, maybe it's because there's some treasure in the ground. "The cuckoo behaves like a money fan.

"Oh, you like treasures, too, and what do you think is in that treasure?"

The cuckoo actually thought about it seriously.

"If there is really a treasure, I hope that all the five colors of soil underneath will be there, and I won't be extravagant about the soil, and there will be transformation fruits, preferably a large one!"

Ye Huang couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

Sure enough, different species have different extravagant things, in fact, not to mention different species, even if they are the same people, aren't there so many people who are extravagant with different things because of different goals?

Some people want to be rich, maybe they will want the treasure to be full of gold and silver, some people want to be healthy, I am afraid that the treasure is full of panacea, some people want strength, maybe the treasure is full of martial arts cheats and immortal exercises......

Everyone has desires, and everyone's desires are different.

Ye Huang began to think about these deep problems again, and if he was not careful, he would let himself fall into it.

As for the shape-shifting fruit that Cuckoo mentioned at the end, Ye Huang didn't pay attention to it at all, it was nothing more than a fruit that could be transformed into a human shape after eating.

Listening to the name, you know that this means this, but this time Ye Huang is not entangled in this question, because no matter how much he struggles, he can't find the answer.

If you haven't reached that level yet, don't think about things that go beyond your own level, otherwise it will only increase your troubles.

It's like when Ye Huang didn't have transcendence, there were a lot of problems enveloping Ye Huang, but after Ye Huang broke through the transcendental, almost all the problems were solved.

Therefore, there is no need to be entangled, and it is not something that threatens its own existence, this kind of thing is just left to time, if time is willing to let itself know, then it will naturally let itself know at a suitable time, if time does not want to let itself know, then even if you meditate for ten years, there will be no results.

So don't bother.

"Have you ever seen a house taller than a tree?"

Ye Huang looked at the communicator, but there was still no signal, so he had the idea of teasing the cuckoo.

"A house taller than a tree?

Ye Huang laughed.

The cuckoo realized that something was wrong and hurriedly added.

"It depends on what kind of tree it is, some trees are short, some trees are tall!"

"I'll tell you, where we're going now, every room is taller than the tallest tree in the world. ”

"Wow, you must be lying, isn't such a tall house a good man?"

The cuckoo said a word, and Ye Huang had nothing to say.

"Will the house be fine?"

"Why don't houses become fine? You look down on houses?"

But in fact, the house that the cuckoo said and the house that Ye Huang said are not the same at all, the house that the cuckoo said is that kind of wooden house, and there are indeed spirits of this type of house in the legend.

What Ye Huang said was that they were all modern houses of reinforced concrete and earth, without half spirituality, it was impossible to turn into a spirit.

But Ye Huang now had in his mind the images of countless high-rise buildings trampling on human beings with teeth and claws.

Ye Huang shook his head and threw these strange thoughts out of his mind.

"You'll find out when you see it!"