Chapter 9: Trees and Flowers

A river of gold, with brilliant holy light, surging forward. In the whole world, it seems that there is only this river, which flows uninterruptedly, and there is no end to it when it looks backwards, and it cannot see the other side in front of it.

What I saw not long ago still made Han Xuanming deeply shocked, that peerless demeanor, majestic body, and finally lonely departure, made Han Xuanming ponder, who is that man?

Unable to think of why, Han Xuanming walked along the river again, aimlessly, and walked forward.

This time, he didn't go far, and at the other end of the endless river, Han Xuanming saw a big tree, reaching through the sky and the earth, standing on the side of the river.

Towards there, Han Xuanming took a few more steps, and the whole person was shocked, and exclaimed in surprise: "That's ...... Is there a tree of life here?"

I saw that the huge ancient tree, the whole body is golden, and it is surrounded by patches of xiarui, reflecting immeasurable brilliance.

The trunk of the tree is strong, like a golden dragon, holding its head high to the sky, majestic. The leaves are as large as the palm of the hand, with clear veins, as if carved from gold, exuding the breath of life.

This big tree, deeply rooted in the golden river, draws nutrients from it.

It can be seen with the naked eye that from the big river, streams of energy, like small snakes, continue to rush into the branches of big trees, making the breath of life a little more vigorous.

Looking at this big tree, Han Xuanming commented: "Growing here, it's no wonder that it can grow like this." ”

Han Xuanming remembered that the big tree in his inner heaven and earth was also the tree of life, the same majestic, but it was too different from the one in front of him.

"The tree of life, according to legend, has a mother root, and all other trees of life in the world originate from this mother root, or this one, it is ......"

"But if that's the case, then why does the mother root of this tree of life grow here?"

Han Xuanming thought for a while, couldn't help but be relieved, and said: "As Senior Sister and Senior Brother said, this river is the River of Life, so the Tree of Life originates from here, and it makes some sense." ”

Thinking of this, Han Xuanming couldn't help but stretch out his hand towards there.

For such a treasure tree, to say that there is no idea, it is really false, but Han Xuanming is also very clear, this tree, since it grows here, must have its own reason, and it cannot be moved, so he does not dare to give birth to the idea of taking it as his own.

But what Han Xuanming didn't expect was that this golden tree of life seemed to have some kind of connection with him, and it shook violently.

"Buzz!"

It was like a brilliant firework blooming, and from the big tree, a circle of golden brilliance rolled like ripples. The brilliance was dazzling, the golden glow was blazing, as if it was boiling, and it quickly rushed towards Han Xuanming.

"This ......" Han Xuanming was a little surprised, and his eyes widened.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that in his inner world, the tree of life that had long been divided had actually returned to one, and there was a momentum that was about to be drilled.

In the next moment, sure enough, from Han Xuanming's body, a small green tree poked out, arm thick, two or three feet long, suspended in the air, constantly rotating and swaying.

The golden ripples swayed, and the small tree swayed with it, and the leaves made a "rattle" sound.

You can see that the turquoise leaves, dyed a little bit golden, shine with brilliant brilliance. The leaves of the tree are like stars, refracting light, which is intoxicating.

Han Xuanming was naturally overjoyed when he saw this change, and said, "It seems that this golden tree of life must be the legendary mother tree, and my one is only its descendants." ”

"Today, the tree of my life is shaded, and in the future, it will surely be of great good!"

"The Tree of Life is already very beneficial to cultivation, and now, this Tree of Life, going further, will definitely help me even more immeasurably!"

There, the little tree's transformation continued, and it was a long time before it was completely over.

When this evolution is completed, a small tree, originally green and green, has completely turned golden. The leaves of the tree are inlaid with a gold edge, like gold inlaid with jade.

The golden light flickered, and the brilliant and harmonious light made Han Xuanming happy for a while.

Han Xuanming stretched out his hand and made a move forward, and the small tree immediately changed, becoming the size of a palm, and fell into Han Xuanming's palm.

Looking at the things in his hand, Han Xuan said happily: "Countless monks in the world are chasing the tree of life, in my hands, not only do I have one, but today, I have the nourishment of the mother tree. ”

"Such a chance is simply amazing!"

"Now, I am swaying between the blue sky and the blue sky, and the realm is too low. Although absolute strength has no complete relationship with the realm, the realm is the cornerstone in the end and cannot be wasted. ”

Han Xuanming frowned unconsciously, and continued: "In the battle of Jinding Temple, I lost a clone, and the realm is faintly unstable, and it still needs to be consolidated, strive for an early date, and truly break into the Blue Sky Realm." ”

Thinking of this, Han Xuanming let out a sigh of relief and clenched his right hand.

Then I saw that the small tree that emitted golden light, a golden mist dispersed and spread.

The sapling, as if melting, turned into a rich liquid, entwined over, melted into Han Xuanming's hands, and finally burrowed into his body and disappeared.

Putting away the Tree of Life, Han Xuanming looked forward again.

The big tree in front of you is still majestic, and the golden leaves exude a misty brilliance, like a light veil, like a haze, slowly circling.

Han Xuanming turned his head, and then looked into the distance, the golden river, rolling and flowing, endless. Looking at the distance, Han Xuanming sighed with emotion: "I don't know what else is waiting for me in the distance?"

Han Xuanming left here, followed the river, and walked into the distance again.

This time, after not walking for too long, Han Xuanming noticed the change again.

Suddenly, in all directions, I don't know when, there is a rain of flowers falling, falling colorful, shining with golden glow, the slightest rain of flowers, as if in a dream.

Looking around, among the colorful flowers and rain, there are a few flowers, which really attract his attention.

Looking at those flowers, Han Xuanming's eyes were a little blank, and he muttered: "Those flowers, their appearance, it seems, it seems to be the same as the Sansheng flower...... Some similar......"

"They...... It's ......"

Looking around, the golden flower rain, swaying, fluttering, gorgeous scenes, like a dream, people can't help but feel turbulent, tsk.

Han Xuanming stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a golden flame emerged, brilliant, soaring, and turning into a golden flower. Three petals, two of them, were still burning with golden flames, one of which was already dim.

This flower is obviously a three-life flower, and Han Xuanming has already used it once for three opportunities.

Han Xuanming looked around, and the rain of flowers in the sky fell one after another. He glanced at the phantoms that looked like Sansheng Flowers, then at his palms, frowned and said to himself: "These Sansheng Flowers...... ...... the end?"

"Back then, on the Moon Peak in the central Juntian, the land of the heavens, I obtained the Sansheng Flower, but its ultimate origin and its source were never known. ”

"Could it be...... What is the origin of this flower and this river......"

Han Xuanming guessed this, but in the end it was just a guess, at least for now, there is no substantive evidence that can really show the relationship between the two.

"But Sanshenghua, if it really originated here, then what does it mean between the two?"

"After all, I don't know much about this river, so I can only leave all my doubts to be solved in the future. ”

After thinking about it for a long time and not getting any gains, Han Qingming put away the flowers in his hand, looked at the boundless golden river in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

With another sigh, Han Xuanming shook his head slowly, stretched out a finger, and slowly pointed towards the few flowers in the shape of three-life flowers in mid-air.

"Poof!"

When his fingers touched the flower, it was like a dream bubble, and the flower shattered, like a flowing glow, and quickly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Han Xuanming walked in the rain of flowers, stretched out his palm, and then fell petals everywhere, thinking: "Sansheng Flower is the only one in this world. I already have one in my hand, and here, it stands to reason, there shouldn't be any other three-life flowers. ”

"The Sansheng Flower here may just be a phantom, but this river should also be the birthplace of the Sansheng Flower, if the Sansheng Flower in my hand is completely withered and decayed, these flowers here may be transformed into a real Sansheng Flower. ”

A rain of flowers is boundless, as if it will never end.

In the gorgeous and magnificent scene, along the golden river that is rolling and flowing, Han Xuanming goes all the way.

Finally, after walking for a long time, the golden flower rain that flew around gradually fell silent, and the splendid and supernatural magnificent scene disappeared.

Looking back, in the distance, the river originates from nowhere, and on it, the scattered petals, the slightest hint of gold, also fall nowhere, floating with poignant brilliance.

Han Xuanming spoke again: "The master once mentioned that Sanshenghua chose me for no reason. The flower of three lives, the marriage of three lives, I don't know what awaits me ahead......"

At this moment, Han Xuanming thought of Liu Yiyi, and in the depths of his heart, he couldn't help but be touched, let out a long sigh, and looked up to the sky and said, "Yiyi...... Could it be you...... It's going to be you......"

Sanshenghua, when he first got it, the joy in Han Xuanming's heart was naturally indescribable.

However, as time passed, he knew more and more things, and when he understood the responsibility on his shoulders and the origin of this flower, the heaviness in his heart had already diluted the initial joy.

"Alas......" is another sigh.

I don't know how long it took for Han Xuanming to reluctantly put away his depressed mood and walk along the river again, towards the front.

"Whether it's a master, a senior sister, or a senior brother, they all talk about the mystery of this river. Now, here, the man I met for the first time, and later, the Tree of Life and the Three-Life Flower I saw again, all show that this place is not ordinary, but this river ......"

"What the hell is a river?"