Chapter 144: Good Poetry

It wasn't that she hadn't asked Yu Ling'er if she could cultivate immortals before, but Yu Ling'er just shook her head slightly, and she understood that she didn't have this talent.

"I'm not sure, I can wait until tomorrow if someone comes, I'll help you ask."

Zhang Beiqi shook his head gently, and sighed in his heart, he actually wanted to cultivate too, but he felt that if he could cultivate, it would make the person behind him unhappy, so he took the initiative to give up this opportunity and gave the opportunity to Zhong Qiqi.

If Zhang Beiqi's inner thoughts were known to others, it was estimated that he would look at him with a sad face.

If someone of his strength could still control him behind his back, how terrifying that person's realm should be.

"Boom!"

Just as Zhang Beiqi was talking to Zhong Qiqi, a thunderbolt struck a place not far from Zhang Beiqi's house.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Beiqi was a little curious, in the past few years he had come to this world, it was the first time he had seen a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Brother Abei, let's go take a look."

Although it was possible for him to cultivate, Zhong Qiqi covered up all the excitement in his heart.

"Okay."

Zhang Beiqi nodded lightly, and then set off with Zhong Qiqi, all the way to the scene of the thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Before he could get closer, he saw a large group of people surrounding a willow tree that had fallen to the ground, constantly discussing something.

"It's really a sin, the willow gods have protected our town for hundreds of years, and it's a pity that they have encountered such an unwarranted disaster."

"This willow god has been slashed, is it a hint that something is going to happen in our town recently?"

"Yes, yes, it's very likely, after all, during the previous period, I saw people fighting in mid-air every day, but then they suddenly disappeared, maybe it was Liu Shen who helped us drive away that group of people at that time."

Most of the people present were mortals, and even many people didn't know what the Qingyun Palace on the mountain was doing.

They felt that the town had been sheltered by this big willow tree for so many years, and now that their patronus had been cut down, their hearts were very complicated.

"Good fellow, Yanagigami?"

Zhang Beiqi looked at the huge willow tree that fell to the ground with some surprise, and his eyes were full of pity.

Although he didn't know how old this willow was, it was not too much to hear from the people around him that it had been hundreds of years, after all, the volume of this willow tree was indeed large enough.

The roots of this big willow tree are very thick, and almost half of the reticulated rhizome is displayed in front of everyone.

"This tree looks like it was toppled by something."

Zhang Beiqi was a little puzzled, although the big willow tree fell, it did not break, but fell to the side as a whole, revealing countless rhizomes.

Although Zhang Beiqi really wanted to try to lift the tree up and see if he could continue to grow, he just thought about it, let alone him, even if everyone present was on it together, I am afraid that there would be no way to move this willow tree in the slightest.

This big willow tree is just a trunk, I'm afraid it will take twenty people to reach out to wrap it around, if you want to lift it, unless it is an immortal cultivator, otherwise a group of mortals will have no way at all.

If it was in the previous life, there was a willow tree that could grow so big, Zhang Beiqi would not believe it, but this is the world of cultivating immortals, and it is actually normal for a willow tree to grow to this scale, but there are not many.

However, this willow tree Zhang Beiqi always felt that something was wrong, it stands to reason that this tree should not die so quickly, why does it seem so sluggish.

Zhang Beiqi went around to the other side of the willow tree and looked, good guy, although he couldn't see anything over there, there was a large scorched black mark here, and it was obvious that it was struck by lightning.

"Brother Abei, will this big willow tree just die?"

I don't know why, Zhong Qiqi looked at the big willow tree that was dying, and always had a feeling of empathy, as if she was dying, and her breathing was not very smooth.

Subconsciously reached out and touched the top of the big willow tree, and the next moment, a miracle happened, the big willow tree, which had been immediately dissipated, was rejuvenated, and the scorched black marks on the tree were being frantically repaired.

Even the roots began to move, all ferociously plunged into the ground, pulling the entire tree up little by little.

"Dead wood in spring."

Zhang Beiqi watched blankly as the rough bark of the big willow tree quickly became smooth, and it returned to its normal appearance after a while.

Many mortals saw the scene of the big willow tree coming back to life, thinking that the willow god had appeared, and directly began to kneel and worship the willow god with excitement.

"Ah, Brother Abei, this, what's the situation, did I save this big willow tree?"

Zhong Qiqi couldn't believe her eyes, this is too incredible, it's so easy to come to life?

"It's the heart that merges with you to the credit."

Zhang Beiqi took a deep look at Zhong Qiqi, to be honest, the special ability that that blue heart possessed was likely to be far beyond his imagination.

"I feel the same way, but it's hard to believe that I really made it."

Zhong Qiqi's little face was full of excitement, and she could be regarded as experiencing the joy of using supernatural powers.

In the past, she thought that she would be very happy if she could cultivate immortals, but now she knows.

The happiness of an immortal cultivator was unimaginable to her before, she still hadn't started cultivating, if she started cultivating, would she become even stronger.

"Kiki, you see this willow tree is starting to pull out new branches."

Zhang Beiqi suddenly showed a heartfelt smile, he seemed to be healed by this willow tree.

"Wildfires can't be burned, but the spring breeze blows and grows again."

"Okay, good poetry!"

Zhang Beiqi subconsciously read a poem, which instantly attracted praise from a person, which made Zhang Beiqi a little embarrassed.

After all, the poem he reads is used to describe weeds, and this is a willow tree, which seems to be impossible to catch at all.

"Hehe, general, general."

Zhang Beiqi is a little weak-hearted, what does it have to do with him whether the plagiarized things are good or not?

"This brother is a little modest, just with those two sentences just now, the brother is enough to become a generation."

Zhang Beiqi finally saw the appearance of the person who was talking to him, dignified, wearing a silver armor, the silver armor did not appear to be refracted under the sun's illumination, but emitted a very strange light.

"It's just casual talk, where is there such an exaggeration as you say."

Zhang Beiqi was very uncomfortable, he really wanted to get out of here quickly.