Chapter 1172: Something Legendary
The rhododendron is certainly not a foreign species.
This cuckoo is also a Chinese cuckoo.
If the cuckoo could hear Ye Huang's current thoughts, he would definitely be a roll of his eyes.
It's just that as a plant, you can't squat down with your legs woven by roots, why was you expelled from Huaxia because of this?
"Well, since you can be so small, then it doesn't matter if I take you with me, I'll ask you at the end. ”
"Are you really willing to come with me?"
Ye Huang still wants to confirm it, although it was Du Juan who asked Ye Huang to take him with him, but Ye Huang still had to cautiously ask Du Juan's opinion again.
After all, like now, Ye Huang has regarded Cuckoo as a person with a complete personality, so of course he must ask a clear question on this kind of question.
"I'm willing, I'm willing! I've become like this for you, of course I do!"
"That's good, come on!"
Ye Huang stretched out a hand, and the cuckoo jumped on Ye Huang's palm.
The roots kept sticking to Ye Huang's palm, and it was very itchy.
In fact, Ye Huang didn't know that the cuckoo had paid a lot of price in order to become what he was now in Ye Huang's palm.
Just now Cuckoo said "I've become like this for you" is not a straightforward literal meaning, there are other meanings.
That is, the cuckoo has paid too much life essence for this, and the most direct manifestation is that the flowers on the branches have withered.
The thick and leafy Ye Huang didn't care about this, and even if he noticed it, he was afraid that it would only be a normal reaction after the cuckoo became smaller.
Du Juan felt that it was worth it, so he didn't complain to Ye Huang or anything like that, because this was proposed by himself, and the essence of life was not forced by Ye Huang, so there was nothing to say.
Although the cuckoo is very young in voice and has a very naïve way of thinking, he is not stupid.
Where did Ye Huang think of so much, he lifted the cuckoo and turned around and left.
Took two steps and stopped.
"Your roots just keep in the air, okay?"
Ye Huang then remembered that the roots of the cuckoo were still exposed to the air, as a plant, so it should die soon, right?
Ye Huang has never raised plants, but he also knows that almost all plants need soil to protect their roots.
"Oh! I forgot!"
I don't know what the cuckoo thinks, such an important thing can be forgotten.
As soon as the cuckoo finished speaking, he jumped directly off Ye Huang's palm, and when he landed, it became that kind of octopus-style walking, which was much faster than an octopus or ordinary people walking.
It's like an octopus with more feet than an octopus on land shuttling on the ground, and Ye Huang doesn't know where the cuckoo is going, so isn't it good to dig a piece of mud on the ground?
Of course Ye Huang doesn't know, just like people have things they like to eat, games they like to play, and rooms they like to live in.
This soil is more important to plants than just said, so of course you should find a piece of soil that you like.
It took a while for the cuckoo to come back from behind.
When he returned, there was already a piece of mud on the roots, and the mud was held in the cuckoo's arms.
Yes, the image seemed to be in his arms.
The roots were divided into two parts, one holding the soil on top and one walking underneath.
But the speed is not as fast as it is going.
"You tell me, I'll go and get it from you!"
Ye Huang felt that the cuckoo was not tired, after all, such a large piece of soil, I really don't know how the cuckoo moved the dirt with such a small physique.
"Let me tell you, you don't know how to choose!"
"Still need to pick dirt?"
Ye Huang said as he bent down and directly buckled a piece of dirt on the ground.
"What's the difference between that and that piece of dirt on you?"
"Ah, go away, don't get this mud on me!"
The clod of soil in Ye Huang's hand was still dropping slag, and the cuckoo happened to be under Ye Huang in the aisle, and now he was dodging constantly.
"Why?"
Ye Huang was puzzled.
"Then why do you think I've been staying in this place, or near this place, and not going anywhere else?
Yes, why, as soon as the cuckoo said this, Ye Huang thought of this question, since the cuckoo can become smaller and move, then why not leave here.
It has obviously been discovered by Yang Lian, Yang Xiao, and the second elder of the Demon Sect.
Is it because of this soil? Ye Huang couldn't believe that this soil was so important to the rhododendron?
"Why is that? Is it because of this ordinary dirt?"
"What do you mean because of this ordinary dirt?"
If the cuckoo can roll his eyes, it should be the third white eye for Ye Huang now.
"Isn't this dirt ordinary?"
The cuckoo sorted out the language for a while, and began to popularize some requirements for the soil of plant spirits and the effect of soil on plant spirits.
It turns out that all the soils in this world are basically the same, but they may be different in color, different in fertility, and so on.
But even if the fertile soil is too much, it is only ordinary soil, and all plant spirits have never heard of growing on ordinary soil.
There must be something special about the place where the plant spirits grow, otherwise they will not grow into spirits.
For example, with the cuckoo, although the place where it grows is dark, there is a piece of spiritual jade that continues to exude aura, and the cuckoo keeps absorbing the aura day and night, and over time, it naturally becomes a spirit.
Of course, all this cuckoo is not very clear, and he still regards that piece of white spirit jade as his white jade brother, and he doesn't know what kind of mood Du Juan felt when he knew that he had sucked her white jade brother to death.
Moreover, the cultivation of plant spirits must absorb the aura of heaven and earth.
And most importantly, the aura of the earth!
After all, plants are rooted in the earth, and of course the aura of heaven is also essential, but the most important thing is the aura of the earth.
The way to obtain the aura of the earth is naturally this soil, and to absorb the aura of the earth in the soil and play the role of cultivation.
But not all soil contains the aura of the earth, for example, ordinary soil does not contain the aura of the earth at all, which is why no plant spirits are born from ordinary soil.
But some soil can contain the aura of the earth, and even store the aura of the land, of course, such soil is very scarce, and it is all a legendary thing.
For example, the soil and the five-colored soil, these are all legendary things, and I don't even know if there are any. 、
Ye Huang also thought for a long time after hearing this, and then asked.
"How do you know about so many things, and you've never been in contact with the outside world?"