Just when Garboer was sad, a long branch reached over and hugged her gently.

Garbel looked up and found that it was a crape myrtle vine full of flowers, and at the top of this vine was a beautiful woman with a gentle smile.

When the beauty saw that Jia Baoer had seen it, she lightly opened her lips and said with a smile: "Little master, I am Ziwei Niangniang, don't cry, don't cry, we are very happy that you can find here." Ever since the Genshin of the flower god gathered here, we have been looking forward to this day. Because only you have the energy to hold the primordial gods of the flower gods in place, and no longer let them drift around. ”

Speaking of this, Ziwei Niangniang paused, and the expression on her face became a little heavy, "The Yuan Dan of the Flower God is in your body, you need to take that Yuan Dan out of your body, put it in the middle of the Flower God Yuan Shen, and then use a drop of your heart and blood to water that Yuan Dan,"

"Yuan Dan will shine with the blessing of your heart's blood, generating a powerful suction force that tightly solidifies the wandering Yuan Shen. Then the flower gods and goddesses will jointly protect the Dharma for 7749 days, and the flower gods can be reborn and return. It's just that in this way, the pain of the little master stripping Yuan Dan from his body and the pain of taking the blood from his heart will be magnified more than a hundred times, and his subordinates are worried that the little master will ...... you."

At this point, she didn't say any more.

That kind of pain may not even be able to withstand even their group of adults who are accustomed to the wind and rain, let alone the delicate and beautiful little master.

I heard that the little master went to the mortal world to go through the tribulation, and the birth body was a little princess in the mortal world, and the father and queen mother of the little princess also had a large group of brothers who were obedient to her, and they were reluctant to let her suffer the slightest grievance.

And the little master, who has never met before, will take her heart's blood and the aura-filled Yuan Dan as soon as she appears, which is a bit difficult for a strong person to say, so all the flower girls are very worried in their hearts, and they don't know if the little master can agree to make such a sacrifice.

The gods of the flower gods floated in the crystal coffin, and they wanted to hit the coffin wall hard, looking anxious, as if they had something to say.

But the original god could only occasionally make an intermittent sound, and he couldn't express what he wanted to say, so he repeatedly touched the wall of the coffin.

Ziwei Niangniang knew what the flower god wanted to do at a glance, and her eyes gradually filled with tears, and she said to Jia Bao'er: "Flower god she...... She is reluctant to let you suffer that kind of pain, she wants to rely on her own aura, go through thousands of years, and then be reborn from scratch to cultivate from the very beginning, she doesn't want to cause you to suffer from the pain of flesh and blood for the sake of shortcuts. ”

Knock knock, knock knock......

The sound from the crystal coffin was not loud, but it struck on Garboer's heart again and again.

Jia Baoer only felt as if her heart was being baked by something, and there was a kind of burning pain, pain.

In the body, the Yuan Dan, which had been in peace for a long time, also seemed to have just woken up, scurrying around actively, stirring Jia Bao'er into internal organs as if she was overturning the river and the sea, and retching for a while.

Before she could really get Yuan Dan out of her body, she had already begun to feel the pain of Yuan Dan's separation.

The other flower girls also gradually approached, looking at Jia Baoer worriedly and anxiously.

Jia Baoer vigorously suppressed the retching that had reached her throat, stroked her aching forehead, and calmly said to all the flower girls: "I should share it to save my mother, no matter what kind of pain I can bear, Aunt Hua rest assured." You can start however you want, I'll listen to Aunt Hua. ”

Aunt Hua shouted, and the warmth in the hearts of all the flower girls was almost melting.

"Good boy, worthy of being the master's daughter."

"It's our little master, born to be our little master."

"From now on, I will lead all the daffodils to swear that the little master is the new master of my daffodil clan. I am willing to do whatever it takes for the little master. ”

"I, the Roses, swear the same."

"So do my peony clan."

"So do my peony family."

……

All the flower girls raised their fingers and swore to the sky.

Knock knock, knock knock......

The voice in the crystal coffin came, and the people who were still passionate just now were interrupted by this voice and gradually quieted down.

I heard Peony Niangniang say: "Little master, the flower god feels sorry for you, but if she really relies on her own cultivation for thousands of years, not to mention that there will be indescribable variables in the cultivation process, it is that the time is so long, I am afraid that some flower girls will not be able to survive, and from then on, there will be many kinds of flowers in the Three Realms that will become extinct." We know that it is difficult for you to endure such pain, and if you can't think of any other way, you won't beg you again and again......"

"No need to say it again," Jia Bao'er interrupted Peony Niangniang's words, her eyes were extremely firm, and said: "Since I am the daughter of the God of Flowers, I should naturally take care of Aunt Hua for my mother when she can't act, and now that we have a way to save Aunt Hua, we should use it earlier." Aunties, let's get started. ”

With that, Garboer sat cross-legged beside the crystal coffin, pinched the trick with both hands, and recited a mantra to purify her heart. Then, with her palms facing up, on her knees, no matter what the flower girls did to her, she was calm and calm with an old monk.

As soon as the flower girls saw that Jia Baoer had already started, they didn't dare to delay, no matter how the flower god in the crystal coffin was knocking, everyone should not have heard it, and they were busy.

There are those who quickly shed their petals and spread them under Garboer as a blanket, those who use their own petals to surround Garboer to keep her warm, and those who rub the petals and prepare to stop the bleeding of Garboer's wound for a while......

Busy but not chaotic, no matter how the sound squirms, Garboer's heart is clear, and she finds herself entering a quiet and ethereal world.

She looked around curiously, and the world made her feel carefree, painless, sad, and thoughtless.

"My son," a deep voice suddenly came, "my son is very filial and very comforting to my father." ”

Father......

Garborer was stunned, is it her father?

Didn't you say that my father was enlightened by Maitreya Buddha and had become a disciple of Buddhism?

Why can she still perceive everything about her mother, and she can still appear in her own artistic conception when she rescues her mother?

"Daddy?"

Garbel shouted in confusion.

The deep voice was choked, and it actually carried a hint of the smell of fireworks in the world, "My child, for the father......"

He paused, calmed himself down, and continued, "My father appeared today because of the instructions of the old man of the Imperial God, and he specially came to inject spiritual power into my son. This will help your mother and daughter to suffer less and restore all your mother's divine powers. ”

Oh, it turns out that Daddy was specially called by Master to help them.

Garboel nodded as if she didn't understand.

The deep voice was choked again.

It was the god who hurriedly informed him with his consciousness, so that he opened the eyes of heaven and saw this scene next to his wife's coffin.

Where he was willing to let his daughter and wife suffer the pain, he begged Maitreya to be kind and pour painless techniques into himself, and he wanted to protect the Dharma for his wife and daughter.

Maitreya was not too reluctant, but as soon as he opened his mouth and said the word "no", over there, the god transmitted the voice through the air, and scolded him, "Maitreya, you old horseman, if you dare not help, Lao Tzu will let your little beasts over there have diarrhea tomorrow, do you believe it or not?" Lao Tzu makes you can't pretend to be ethereal and clean and noble, Lao Tzu wants you to let the feces and urine flow there, and the smell is stinking, do you believe it or not? ”

Believe in the faith.

Maitreya hated a toothache and had to pass on another secret technique of his own.

The god is an old bastard, and he is used to threatening the gods with small beasts, and he offends many people, and he wants to skin him.

I want to think about it, but I can't do anything about him.

Alas, they are all immortals, but they are coerced by the gods at every turn, but they are angry, they are angry.