"Do you have a specific plan to verify the growth of the Spirit Tree seed?" Lord Wanfu asked Minsa again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Since it may be related to the tree totem that I don't thorn, I will use the blood of the tree totem to give it a try." Minsa said.

Minsa knew that the tree totem mark on his wrist was a bloodshot that had just been stabbed by a bayonet when he was born, and then the bloodshot spread automatically, so he sketched the tree totem mark on his wrist.

Besides, what Minsa didn't say was the story between her and the ancient god crossbow in the Lingshan Fantasy Realm. The fragments were all restored by Minsa with his own blood.

The Lord of Wanfu and the Spiritual Master both knew that Mingsa had been to Lingshan and had seen the Ten Witches, so there must be some mysterious things that could not be talked about to the outside world. She should have hidden something.

However, Aunt Lan's weapon, the ancient god crossbow and the gem in Minza's hand, are too similar, if they are in the same place, Minsa's blood should also make the spirit tree seed move.

"Without further ado, let's go." As he spoke, Lord Wanfu had already stood up and wanted to go to the temple with Minza to verify.

At this time, the Soul Master also got up slowly, and said to Lord Wanfu and Minsa: "In order not to attract the attention of the people in the imperial city, the old man will not go, and the old man is waiting for the news of the Lord and Minsa. ”

Lord Wanfu turned his head sideways, thoughtfully, and then said: "It is reasonable, it is better to be natural." ”

He paused and then said, "Minsa, you go first, I have set up a spiritual seat for the 30-million-year-old army in the mausoleum, and you will go to worship first, and I will arrive later." ”

Minsa responded, and looked up at the Lord of Wanfu again, I don't know how sad he was when he mentioned that the 30-million-year-old army died in the Dingjie Cyclamen Island.

But Minsa didn't see a trace of anything wrong on Wanfu's face, and Minsa wrapped the blue gem and bowed before exiting the Lingling Temple.

Lord Wanfu looked at the back of Minsa, and not only the fable of the fairy road appeared in his heart, but also the holy person, waiting for the sacred thing, the nine chapters of the brocade were settled, and the spirit tree could be resurrected.

In the depths of my heart, another memory suddenly swelled up.

The first time I saw her at the Lingxi Festival three years ago, Minsa wore a veil to hide her true face, and the Sanshengshi high platform that was appeased by himself and called the joke of the rivers and lakes suddenly appeared in his mind.

When Wanfu and Mingsa chose the enlightened beast together, they were taken to the high platform by the old man who guarded the stall, and recited the incantation with him, and the clear glass-like mirror surface on the Sansheng stone platform rippled instantly.

The ripples became denser and denser, and the sound became louder and louder, constantly colliding with the bronze wall of the stone platform, playing a crisp rhythm. In the end, a picture outlined by gold dots appeared on the mirror surface of Sanshengshi.

The dragon and phoenix are auspicious.

Bright in the air.

However, the next picture is clearer in memory, the scene of the dragon and the phoenix blending and interring, the mutant dragon flies away, leaving only the phoenix dance for nine days!

"The dragon and the phoenix are together, and the phoenix is the dragon!"

The phoenix is the dragon, and the universe turns!

Lord Wanfu was shocked in his heart, and the golden tail of the Luan Feng was deeply engraved in front of his eyes, lifelike, as if it was happening in the present.

"Venerable Lord..."Seeing that Wan Fu Venerable's attitude was different, the Soul Master called out to the side.

Yes!

Lord Wanfu relieved himself and smiled at the spirit master, "You wait here, I'll go too." ”

"Does the Lord have something to hide from the old man?" The longitudinal master is the most thoughtful, and when he sees his dazzling spirit, he must have something on his mind.

"It's okay, just remember some of the past." Lord Wanfu smiled, walked out in a dashing manner, strode out of the Lingling Temple, and followed Mingsa to the mausoleum.

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After Lord Wanfu returned to the tomb from the Dingjie, he learned that the 30-million-year-old army, with their dignity as a general, fought to the last moment, and died on the Cyclamen Island, so he ordered the establishment of a spiritual seat for the 30-million-year-old army in the mausoleum.

The most regrettable thing is that I couldn't bring them back safely, or I couldn't give them a chance to die on the real battlefield!

Minsa stood in the circular mourning hall surrounded by the 30-million-year-old military spirit seat and sighed deeply.

Why bother with Lord Wanfu, once this mourning hall is set up, every time he comes to the mausoleum, he will feel guilty about the soul of the 30-million-year-old army, how can he be at ease in this life?

"Minsa."

Minsa was wandering in the Banzai Military Mourning Hall when he heard that Lord Wanfu had arrived.

"Lord." Minsa turned around and bowed.

Lord Wanfu raised his hand and waved: "No need to be polite, let's go." ”

"Yes."

Mingsa walked out of the mourning hall with Lord Wanfu, and the steps of the Lord in front of him were heavier than usual.

"Yesterday, the Imperial City sent a congratulatory gift to Qingcheng, and received a reply from Hu Yuan." Lord Wanfu walked on the road and said to Minsa.

"Really?"

At the beginning of the safe return of Lord Wanfu to the Ling, he had already sent envoys to Qingcheng to present the congratulatory gifts to the elder Huyuan who succeeded the Lord of Qingcheng.

Even if there is no secret plot by the demon forces, and there are no jackals, tigers and leopards entrenched in the Ding Realm waiting for an opportunity to move, Elder Huyuan is also the choice of the Qingcheng Venerable Master that Wanling is very satisfied with.

For many years, he has been advocating peace, and it is because of his existence that Yunling and Qingcheng have not fought for many years. Now, coupled with the great enemy of the demon clan, he opened his claws and broke into the world at some point, and it was an opportunity for Yunling and Qingcheng to coexist in harmony.

Lord Wanfu bowed slightly: "In the letter, he does have the intention of forming an alliance." He said and sighed lightly: "Decades of grievances and grievances will end one day." The brothers are against the wall, but they are still insulted. ”

Mingsa was shocked when he heard this, Yunling and Qingcheng have been fighting for many years, but in front of the demon enemy, they are like brothers, even if the brothers quarrel internally, they will unite to deal with external intrusion.

"You are at the border, you have encountered the Shadow Division, presumably these days have been calm, he should have been shocked by the weapon that came out of nowhere, and he didn't dare to act for a while." Lord Wanfu analyzed: "I'm worried now that the Dingjie will take the lead in disfavoring Qingcheng. ”

"Qingcheng Sacred Mountain?" Minsa asked.

Wanfu respects the head of the lord.

"I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle then, if we form an alliance with Qingcheng, we will definitely help Qingcheng in trouble. The subjects and soldiers who have just calmed down for not much time will fall into chaos again. Lord Wanfu groaned.

Minsa understood the mind of the lord, and then sighed lightly: "If only I could let the spirit tree seeds grow, with the help of the spirit tree, Qingcheng will be fine, and Yunling will not have to get involved in disputes." ”

Lord Wanfu looked at Minsa sideways, saw her worried and uneasy look, and suddenly felt sorry for her that she should not take such a heavy responsibility, and the corners of his mouth were lifted and he smiled and comforted: "You don't have to worry, how to do it, you have your own providence." You don't have to take such a big responsibility on your own, you know? ”

Minsa was attracted by the soft tone of Lord Wanfu, and unconsciously raised his head and looked into his eyes, both of which seemed to slow down.

The sun was rising in the early morning, but Mingsa saw the two brightest stars, hanging high in the sky, smiling, and suddenly felt stable in his heart.