After that night, Dante never saw Shadow again, and according to the old man Wutong, he went into retreat to better stimulate the wood spirit in Shadow's body.

Then, there is no then.

The old man Wutong naturally wanted to protect the Dharma for the shadow, and from then on, Danxue Mountain, which had just had a trace of vitality, fell silent again.

In peacetime, Dante stared at the plane tree in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking quietly.

Finally, after the seventh day, Dante sat down under the plane tree and quietly began to practice alone.

In the Sycamore Tree, the old man looked at Dante, sighed heavily, and then turned to look at the shadow floating in the air, and his thoughts drifted back to seven days ago.

Seven days ago, when the old man Wutong told Ying that way, was he happy or excited on Ying's face? The old man Wutong didn't know, he only knew that Ying was crying at that time, and he was crying very happily.

When she came back from Dante's in the middle of the night, she had a satisfied look on her face, and smiled at the old man Wutong and said, "Grandpa, let's start!"

In ancient times, beasts did not have an inner dan, just like a wolf, relying on their own ** strength, while demons had an inner dan, so they could cultivate spiritual power, but relatively speaking, the physical body was much more fragile.

And among them, there is another category, which is the tree spirit. They don't have a Neidan, but they have the same thing as Neidan, which is the natal seed.

With the natal seed, they can also cultivate spiritual power, but unlike the demon, if the demon loses the inner pill, at most it is seriously injured but not fatal, but the tree spirit is different, if they lose the natal seed, then they will die.

And at this moment, Shadow is going to take out that trace of the origin of the natal seed from the body, and will prepare for the future.

I saw that at the dantian of the shadow, a green ball of light was slowly rising, and not long after, a black bead spit out from the shadow's mouth, but the strange thing was that this black bead actually emitted this faint green glow.

The diameter of the bead is estimated to be about an inch, which is very small, but the shadow after spitting out the bead seems to be a little pale, needless to say, this is naturally the natal seed of the shadow.

Seeing this, the old man of the sycamore on the side immediately took out a white jade bottle from his arms, collected the natal seed of the shadow, and then took out a golden sycamore leaf and pasted it on the dantian of the shadow.

"Your current body can't bear that kind of pain, and after you absorb the sycamore gold leaf, your body recovers, and we officially start. The old man said lightly.

After the old man finished speaking, the shadow overlapped her hands and pressed on the golden plane leaf, as if under the effect of the golden leaf, her whole person was suspended in mid-air, falling into a deep sleep, quietly absorbing the power of the golden leaf.

Thinking of this, the old man Wutong couldn't help but sigh again, looked at Dante who was meditating and cultivating again, and secretly said in his heart: "What a wrong!"

"Grandpa, what are you sighing for!" At this moment, Ying just woke up, and when he saw the scene of the old man Wutong sighing, he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, the old man Wutong turned his head to look at the shadow, nodded with satisfaction and said, "The body is recovering well, you can rest for a while, and then we will start!"

Hearing this, Shadow nodded, but at this moment her eyes had already drifted to Dante, who was meditating under the giant tree.

As if he felt a little, Dante suddenly opened his eyes at this moment and looked towards the giant tree, but he still saw only the giant tree, and did not see the shadow at all.

At this moment, Dante suddenly smiled and said, "Come on!" After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated again.

In the giant tree, Ying heard Dante's words, his eyes flashed with crystal tears, his right hand clenched his fist hard, and said softly: "Come on!"

The next moment, she turned around suddenly, raised her right hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said firmly to the old man Wutong: "Grandpa, let's start!"

Hearing this, the old man Wutong nodded solemnly, and the cane in his hand slid lightly across the ground, but it was engraved with a circular magic circle.

The circle is not large, and the diameter is only about three feet. And in the magic circle, there are not only the three talents, but also the three lights, and there are more flowers and trees, birds, beasts, insects and fish, which are portrayed vividly, and I don't know how this old man of Wutong is depicted so vividly.

In the middle of the sound, when the old man Wutong finished the last stroke, he was already sweating profusely, and his face was a little pale, obviously depicting the magic circle did not seem to be as easy as it seemed.

"Go in and sit cross-legged, with five hearts to the sky!" said the old man Wutong with difficulty.

"Grandpa, do you want to rest?" asked Shadow with some concern.

"Don't worry about me, you go in quickly, this circle can only last for an hour, don't waste time, go in quickly!"

After hearing this, Ying nodded heavily, stopped talking, and walked straight towards the center of the circle, sitting cross-legged.

Seeing this, the old man Wutong looked even more solemn, took out the white jade bottle from his arms, took a breath often, stared at the magic circle on the ground, and for some reason his hands trembled a little.

"Go!"

The old man Wutong threw the natal seed in the jade bottle towards the top of Shadow's head, and his hands changed spells one after another.

The next moment, after Shadow's natal seed was suspended about a foot above Shadow's head, the entire circle began to emit golden rays.

"Three talents, heaven, earth and people!

With the shout of the old man Wutong, the heavens and earthmen who were originally engraved on the magic circle appeared in front of the shadow one by one at this moment. Heaven is above, earth is below, and man is standing on the earth.

"The Three Lights, the Moon Star. Now!"

There was another shout, and the moon star was also transformed and hung in the sky!

Then, the old man Wutong whispered, and something kept appearing in the circle. It didn't take long for the shadow to be surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers, plants, rare birds and beasts.

At this moment, the old man Wutong's face was even paler, and he could barely stand firm with his hands on crutches, but obviously his task was not yet completed.

I saw him slowly sit down, and the crutch in his hand turned into the size of an embroidery needle, stabbing towards the natal seed of the shadow.

"Poof~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the end of the shadow, and at this moment, the illusions around it were all bright and generous, as if to protect the shadow.

In mid-air, the Shadow's natal seed slowly began to split after being pierced by the embroidery needle turned into the cane of the old man Sycamore.

"Ah~"

Every time the natal seed splits, Shadow can't help but exhale in pain, and every time this happens, everything that the circle transforms will emit a golden light towards Shadow, protecting Shadow's heart.

It's just that this is more uncomfortable than death for the shadow, and the cries of pain kept ringing, and the old man Wutong not far away couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw this, blocked his ears, and couldn't bear to look or listen.

Under the giant tree, Dante's body suddenly shook violently for some reason, and then he saw his hands clenched into fists and inhaled fiercely.

After a while, he finally let go of his fist and continued to cultivate, but there was a heart-wrenching expression on his face, and he was no longer as calm as before.

The process of splitting the natal seed was painful and slow, and it took a full month to complete it.

Although it was completed, the shadow at this moment had lost a lot of weight in just one month, and his face was even more pale and terrifying, without the slightest blood.

It's no wonder that the old man's magic circle only lasts for about an hour, and the most important thing is to save the Shadow's natal seed from being pierced by the embroidery needle.

After the magic circle disappeared, he was completely relying on Shadow's own perseverance to resist this pain. This made the old man Wutong cry red eyes, and at this moment, his eyes were still red and swollen.

In mid-air, after one of the two natal seeds was swallowed by the shadow, the other was buried in the ground by the old man Wutong, and with the center of this natal seed, a magic circle was once again depicted, but this time the magic circle was much simpler, and the depiction was completed in just a while.

At this point, a full month and seven days will be considered complete.

This made the old man Wutong breathe a sigh of relief, looked at the shadow lying on the ground, and couldn't help but quickly help her up, ready to take her to rest.

At this moment, Shadow's faint voice came: "Grandpa, is my current appearance ugly? Don't let Dante see me!"

Hearing this, the old man Wutong gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Seeing this, the shadow smiled slightly, and then fainted.

When the old man Wutong settled down, he returned here again, staring at the magic circle that he had just carved for the other half of the natal seed, stunned.

"I hope you never sprout!" said the old man with a long sigh and a voice that only he could hear.

......

On an ancient road, two figures walked one after the other, their steps slowed down, and neither of them seemed to be in a very good mood.

The person behind suddenly said, "Your Majesty, what should I do now?

These two people are one in front of the other, and they are the Yellow Emperor and the Queen of the Wind, and it is the Queen of the Wind who is speaking at this moment.

When the Yellow Emperor heard this, he suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, he sighed, and said: "You go to the underworld to find Ying Long first, and then the two of you go to Youxiong's clan together, oh no, it's called Tianxiahui, you two go to Tianxia Hui and wait for Dante, he will go back in a few days." ”

When the wind queen heard this, she glanced at the Yellow Emperor and said, "The king means ......." ”

"He is responsible for this matter, I don't care, Fu Xi taught me the art of divination at the beginning, and he is half of my teacher. It's not convenient for me to come forward anymore. The Yellow Emperor sighed heavily.

"I'm sure Ying Long will be very happy when he finds out!" said Feng Hou.

Looking at the smile of the wind, the melancholy on the Yellow Emperor's face was even worse, but that sentence was not said after all: This is what I'm worried about!