"Mushake has heard of Xiyang?" asked Ying Han.

Mucha nodded, the soil is the legendary ancient god land, containing a large amount of chaotic aura during the flood period, and it is a precious soil that can nurture all things and nourish the spirit.

It's a pity that the soil only exists in history books and myths, and in fact it has long ceased to exist.

To this day, there are still some cultivators who are obsessed with ancient myths and insist on finding the rest of the soil, but all of them are defeated, so the fact that the rest of the earth no longer exists has been recognized by the people.

Ying Han asked, could it be that he turned into a spirit because of the soil?

I only heard Ying Han continue: "This white bottle looks ordinary, and the outer layer seems to be ordinary porcelain enamel, but the inside is ancient soil. ”

Mucha looked at this white porcelain vase in surprise, it turned out to be really a sigh.

"I guess this white bottle is an ancient relic, and it should have been fired to store spiritual energy when the soil was abundant. ”

Can the aura be stored in a porcelain vase?Mucha blinked his big puzzled eyes and continued to listen to Ying Han's explanation.

"This porcelain enamel looks extremely ordinary, but it can completely block the aura of Xiyang, if it weren't for Mucha you pulling out the stopper, I wouldn't have been able to sense its existence.

As we all know, no matter how big or small the soil is, just in terms of its ability to conceive, the soil in this bottle, even in ancient times, is considered the best soil.

I'm a plant, and it's not uncommon for me to be nurtured by the soil, and to transform into a spirit overnight. ”

Other plants have to grow for many years, absorb a lot of aura, and encounter extraordinary opportunities to successfully transform the spirit, but this mimosa in front of you will turn into a spirit overnight, and this kind of thing is really wonderful.

And Ying Han actually said that it was normal, if this was heard by the spirit plants in the Thousand Grass Garden, he would have to vomit blood and die, ah no, dry up and die.

"How do you know the origin of the porcelain vase?" asked Mucha, puzzled.

Ying Han is not an ancient plant, how can he be so clear about the ancient things and the good or bad of the soil?

Ying Han replied simply: "I am a plant, and my sense of soil is innate. ”

After listening to Ying Han's explanation, Mucha sorted out the cause and effect of the matter.

In Ying Han's original fate, the water in the bottle of the soil carried the aura of the soil, Xiao Nuan sprinkled the water in the soil, and Ying Han only absorbed the water containing the aura of the soil, and the fortune was white and yellow.

And after Mucha got the Breath Bottle, he put Ying Han into the Breath Soil as a whole, and his fortune changed to white with gold, and because of the success of the spirit transformation, the overall fortune changed to yellow, which increased by two levels.

This time Mucha not only had good luck, but also helped Ying Han improve his overall fortune, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Mucha's own fortune will have a significant improvement because of this incident.

Mucha was overjoyed and continued to ask, "Then what were you doing before you turned into a spirit?"

Ying Han smiled indifferently: "Naturally, there is no memory before the spirit is transformed. ”

How could there be no memory, Ying Han didn't tell Mucha that he was bullied by other spirit plants in the courtyard every day, and was even ridiculed and sarcastic by Liang Muyue.

Whenever Liang Muyue was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to touch other spirit plants, but would only frantically pull out his branches and leaves to vent her anger.

But this is a trivial matter for Ying Han, so why bother to talk to Muxia.

"And what's next for you?"

After listening to Muxia's question, Ying Han replied as a matter of course: "Naturally, I accompanied Mucha to repay my kindness." ”

Hearing this, Mucha shuddered, she waved her little hand, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, what age is this, and I will report it...... ......"Ah, it seems that this era is popular to repay gratitude."

Mucha sat up straight, looked into Ying Han's eyes, and looked at him seriously:

"Now that you have become a spirit, you should cherish this hard-won opportunity and live your life according to your own ideas. As the saying goes, men are ambitious in all directions, and you still have a long way to go in the future, so you shouldn't stick to these old-fashioned etiquette. ”

"Live your life with your own ideas!" Ying Han muttered to himself, "I'm not as open-minded as a girl." ”

Then he raised his head, bowed again, and said, "Thank you Musha, but I have just turned into a spirit, and I am still weak, and I still need to cultivate here for a few days, I hope Mucha will not mind." ”

"Don't mind, I actually have something I want to ask you for. ”

"Mucha is talking about the competition with Miss Nine Liang Muyue. ”

"Hmm......" This mimosa is quite empathetic, which made Mucha a little embarrassed, and suddenly her eyes widened and said, "Hey, don't you have any memories before turning into a spirit?"

Ying Han replied: "At that time, I had already sensed the existence of Xiyang, so I had some hazy memories. ”

Mucha felt that there was something wrong with the logic, wasn't it the breath that he only sensed after returning to Hanyuan Tower and uncorking the bottle?

But she didn't dig deeper, it was a spirit plant that had just turned into a spirit, and it was normal for the logic to be unclear and the memory to be confused.

Ying Han continued: "Ninth Miss Liang Muyue's saffron has been cultivated for a period of time, and it is no longer comparable to ordinary spiritual plants, I estimate that it will bloom at noon today. With me in the background, Mucha will certainly win, but the matter is very important, and it is better for fewer people to know about it. ”

If Liang Wangting knew about it, he would definitely take it for himself, and the fortune and opportunity that belonged to Mucha and Ying Han would be gone.

Therefore, Mucha had to plant Ying Han back into the mud pot and take the mud pot to the test.

But Mucha hesitated and asked, "I know what you mean, but if I replant you back into the soil, will it damage you?"

Ying Han shook his head: "Although I am still very weak, I only need to rest in the rest soil for an hour or two to stabilize the phase, and Mucha only needs to put me in the mud pot before noon." ”

Mucha understood that Ying Han still needed to go back to rest and recuperate, she nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't disturb your rest." ”

Ying Han saluted again, and then disappeared, leaving only the branches and leaves trembling slightly.

Then Mucha walked in front of the big bronze mirror, and he could finally see how much good luck Ying Han would bring to him.

Her mind moved, and she looked at it intently, only to see that the range of black gas around her was much smaller, and the color was much lighter, turning into gray and black, although it was still bad luck, but at least the concentration was much lighter, faint enough to be able to transmit light and see herself in the mirror.

Looking at the beautiful figure in the mirror, Mucha couldn't help but sigh that this appearance alone would attract countless bad luck. This peerless face will be jealous of all the women in the world, absorbing so much jealousy, it is no wonder that it does not become doom.

"Don't worry, Liang Muxia, I will definitely turn bad luck into good luck!"

After having breakfast with Mama Rong, Mucha stayed in the room with nothing to do and waited for Ying Han to come out.

Although Ying Han said that it could be transplanted into the mud pot before noon, Mucha still wanted to wait for Ying Han to appear before transplanting it, so as not to harm him.

Sure enough, before noon, Ying Han appeared, and walked from the porcelain vase to the mud basin by himself.

Mucha was very surprised by Ying Han's casual behavior, just observing his appearance of walking by the roots, but he didn't notice it for the first time, his beggar-like clothes, the tears on them were almost all gone.

Before Mucha could ask, someone knocked on the door.

"Eighth Miss, Ninth Miss has already cultivated the Spirit Plant, and is waiting for you in the main hall at this moment. ”