Chapter 20: The Invisible Tree
Purple Pupil walked into the cultivation world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Jay, I'll just say Purple Pupil will be fine. Wang Zinuo saw Zitong come in and said to J Jie on the side.
J Jie smiled relievedly when he saw that she was as complete as a girl who had never been injured. And the moment Dobra came in, his face darkened, but he did not lose his luster.
They went to the fifth. J Hee stopped and looked at Purple Hitomi, really- all right, and wondered if she would just die or transform into a super demon slayer, but nothing seemed to have happened now. This is a normal situation, and in J Hee's opinion, it is not normal at all.
"Did anything happen yesterday?" J Xi stood in front of Zitong and interrogated.
"No, there is. Purple Hitomi replied clearly.
"Is that still there?" J Hee actually grabbed Zi Tong's arm.
Miggie walked in. J Xi let go of his hand knowingly, but his eyes were still asking, how could he, a researcher, give up the opportunity to get to the bottom of it?
"Today, you can go into the fourth room. Mitch said to the teenagers in front of him who wanted to enter the fifth room.
Everyone was a little excited, the fourth room had been closed all the time, and I heard that there was no suitable candidate to enter and cultivate, so it was deserted, as if it was dead, and now, it was finally going to be resurrected!
Miji put his hand on the doorknob, turned his head to look at them, and said, "You can't come in together, you have to come in one by one." ”
Wang Zinuo volunteered to be the first to enter, and he closed the door after entering.
"Is there anything going on?" J Hee looked at Zitong with a serious face, eager to see some answer on her face.
"Do you really want something to happen to me?" replied Violet-Purple, defiantly.
The other three looked at the two of them for a moment of silence. "Brother, it's okay for Purple Pupil. J Jay said Lala J Hee's sleeve and motioned for him not to go too far. J Hee pursed his lips and looked at several of them, all of whom were pointing at him, as if he was really wrong. Really, wrong? He didn't even know why he was targeting her, he just didn't like her anyway.
The door of the fourth room opened, and Wang Zinuo walked out of it.
"What's wrong?" asked J Jie.
"Miggie asked me what I saw, and my answer wasn't what he wanted, and I came out. Wang Zinuo said in a slightly regretful voice, "Dobra, you are the second to go in." ”
"Oh. Dobra was a little excited, and cheerfully opened the door and entered.
The fourth room, it is not open to any demon slayer, people with different qualifications see different things in it, the reason why it has been sleeping for so long is because the last demon slayer who could see all the scenes of the fourth room has passed away, and this time, now pick people.
"See anything?" said Miggy to Dobra amicly.
Dobra looked around for a moment, and suddenly felt a feeling of weakness, she had been here before...... Looking for the impression in my memory, compared with the present, it seems to be ...... Almost. No, Dobra thought about it again, and his heart twitched suddenly, there used to be a tree there, but now there is no more...... What happened?
"Tell me, what did you see?" asked Miggie again.
Dobra came back to his senses and replied, "Pale background." She pointed to a square about a square meter on the ground, "There's a side...... Mirror?"
In the fourth cultivation realm, there was a white background like the second one, but it was not as empty as the second one—on the ground, there was a square mirror one square meter in size, which ordinary demon slayer could see.
"And what?" asked Miggie, "is it, and ......?"
"Ever had, does it count?" Dobra blinked his charming turquoise eyes,
"What you're talking about—" Miggilla longed, expecting the answer.
"A tree. Dobra's delicate voice overlapped with Miji's slightly deep voice.
A tree, when Dobra was a little girl of a few years old, she secretly opened the door of the fourth room, and inside, she saw the white background, and the mirror, of course, a tree. The tree, about ten meters high, had lost its former vitality, its yellow leaves withered, and its branches slumped weakly on the ground, as if it was going to die in the next second. Little Dobra looked at the tree and tried to save it, but she couldn't figure out how to do it. She was afraid of being reprimanded by Miji, and she didn't tell anyone about it. And since that time, she hadn't sneaked in to see it again, she had almost forgotten the tree, and she didn't care if it was dead or not.
"Can you see it?" Miggie's voice didn't allow Dobra to linger in his memories.
"I can't see it, once, I did. Now, why is it gone?"
"It's not gone. Actually, the tree has always been there, you just can't see it. ”
"But I've seen it before. Why is it ...... now? Can't see it?" Dobra felt a little flustered.
"To be honest, I can't see the tree either. "The person who can see this tree must be strong and invulnerable, and at the same time, it must be spotlessly clean." Of course, this is just hearsay, and it may not be the case. ”
Dobra was silent for a while—Miji meant that she didn't have the qualifications? the invisible tree, she had seen it, but so what? she couldn't see it now, she was a waste? or, was she doomed to mediocrity? despite her extraordinary appearance, no matter how hard she tried......
"Oh. I get it. I've changed......" Dobra's voice sank little by little, and a smile rose on her lips, hiding her inner discomfort with the beauty of her appearance.
"You are excellent. Truly. Unfortunately, you are not the one chosen by fate. Then you just stop there, and don't embarrass yourself anymore. Giving up is your only option. ”
"Haha", Dobra smiled bitterly, "Why......" She wanted to say and stopped, anyway, it wasn't herself, she couldn't change anything if she asked, what could she do if she knew the answer, or ...... Forget it. How could fate be so unfair to her? She had worked so hard, but she still - lost to- fate. She regarded the excellent demon slayer as her opponent, she tried her best to surpass them, even the most talented purple pupil, she once wanted to compete with her, but now, she was completely defeated - it turned out that the most powerful opponent was none other than fate! Fate made her miss the chance to become the strongest demon slayer, but she worked stupidly for so long, is this a joke for her? But this joke is too big, she has put in the effort, and she has not achieved her goal, will she give up? If she doesn't give up, then it's pointless for her to persevere, it's not the one chosen by fate, no matter how hard she tries, there will be no results......
"If it's okay, get out. Miggie's words sounded peaceful, but Dobra's face suddenly became gloomy, more dissatisfied, and more angry with disappointment.
“…… Good. Dobra was sluggish for a while before replying, and although this was not the first time that such a blow had been blow, this time it had completely cut off her dreams, and she had to submit to fate. No matter how good she is, Miji once said that she may be the strongest demon slayer, but now, everything is unrealistic, she is just mediocre, with a bunch of dreams, to work hard, to fight, but in the end, she was defeated, defeated by fate!
Dobra came out and saw Wang Zinuo and them, she habitually smiled at them, but this smile was indescribably bitter, but it was skillfully hidden in the beautiful curvature of the corners of her mouth. For those who only pay attention to her appearance, her sadness can always be covered by her beauty, and there is probably only one person who can really see her mood from her expression - Wang Zinuo.
"I'll go to the third room to cultivate first. Dobra said as she walked towards the third room, her walking posture seemed so elegant, but when she looked closely at her steps, there was a slight tremor.
What's wrong with her? Wang Zinuo watched her enter the third room, his heart twitched violently, and then he understood.
"J Xi, you go to the fourth room first, and then, it's J Jie, then Zi Lan, and Zi Tong is the last one. Wang Zinuo explained to them as the captain, "I'll go to the third room to cultivate." ”
In the third room, roses, a fiery red, in the middle of the sea of flowers, a girl sat with her knees crossed.