Since the regeneration of flowers has borne fruit, Cheng Ziming has come to the study every day to take a look at the recent situation of this flower. He found that with the passage of time, the fruit of the regenerated flower gradually turned red, from the first green with pink, to the later half red and not red, and by the tenth day, the whole fruit became red, exuding a peculiar fragrance.

This fragrance, unlike the usual fruity and floral aromas, is not smelled through the nose, but directly perceived with the divine sense. It's not so much the aroma that refreshes the heart, but the smell that goes straight to the heart and has a shocking power.

Perhaps, this is the power of regenerating the soul.

The ten-day deadline has arrived, but there is no gentian stone, obviously unable to make a rebirth talisman, Cheng Ziming and the group of machine spirits can only silently watch the fruit ripen. According to the Bamboo Demon, once the fruit is ripe, it means that the spirit and the wood spirit in it are combined and can no longer be separated, and the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human is forever lost.

"The regeneration fruit falls, and the wood spirit is reborn. The bamboo demon gently touched the green bamboo flute with his hand and said, "Next, it's time to witness the miracle." ”

Suddenly, the red fruit shook slightly and fell from the bamboo flute.

The fruit was ripe and fell to the ground, and the red fruit rolled on the table a few times, and then it cracked like an eggshell, and a smooth little boy came out.

"It's done. The bamboo demon plucked a leaf of regenerated flowers from the bamboo flute and draped it over the little boy, and the leaf automatically stretched out into a small green jacket that wrapped the boy's upper body.

"It turned out that what was trapped in the bamboo flute was the soul of a little boy. He was reborn as a wood spirit, and naturally he also turned into a boy. The bamboo demon said, picking up the peel that had fallen on the table and gently placing it on the little boy's lap.

The red peel automatically extended, turning into a large pair of pants that encompassed the boy's lower body.

Cheng Ziming looked at the little boy the size of his thumb, the small green jacket on his upper body, and the red pants on his lower body, and couldn't help but say: "Very good!"

"What's your name? By the way, does he remember his name?" The limited-edition real fairy figure is about the height of a palm, and the little boy is only the height of his thumb, and the two of them are very harmonious together.

The little boy fell to his knees with a puff, kowtowed three times to the bamboo demon, and said, "I remember the name of my previous life, but I was reborn and reincarnated, and I have broken the cause and effect with my previous life, and I asked Grandpa Zhu to give me a new name." ”

Cheng Ziming was puzzled, and opened his mouth to say: "Wait, how does he know that his predecessor is called Grandpa Zhu? Could it be that in addition to the memory of being a human before, he also fuses the memory of being a demon with regenerated flowers?

Cheng Ziming endured it, and finally endured the word "shemale". The little boy had a bad fate in his previous life, and he was robbed of his soul at a young age, separated from his family. Then the soul could not be reincarnated, and it was trapped in a flute, which was not pleasant to think about. Finally reborn as a wood spirit, and got such an ugly red pants, his life and demon life are already very difficult, so don't mock him anymore.

The bamboo demon touched the top of the green head, and said with a smile: "You have the opportunity to be reborn as a wood spirit, which is both your luck and your misfortune. By chance, the good thing is that you can enter the Tao and practice, but the bad thing is that you can no longer be reincarnated, in front of you, there is only one path of cultivation, and once you die, it will be the end of your soul. You get the idea. ”

The little boy wiped his tears and said, "In my previous life, my parents were mortals who begged for a living in the demon capital, and although I was only five years old, I knew that I would never have the opportunity to cultivate in my life. Later, I met the bad guys and was locked up, and the place was cold, dark, and scary. Fortunately, Grandpa Zhu rescued me, and I am already satisfied that I can cultivate, and there is actually no difference between being a human and a demon......"

Cheng Ziming looked at the little boy with a big thumb and thought to himself: Sure enough, he is still a child, and he was only five years old before he died. If you grow up a little bit, you will know that there is a big difference between being a demon and being a demon.

The limited-edition True Immortal figure raised his hand to help the little boy up, and said, "This is fate." My Fu Dao family is scarce, unlike Zhujun, who has many younger brothers, and his children and grandchildren are lively. This Immortal Jun has always wanted to accept an apprentice and carry forward the Fu Dao faction. Little friend, your bones are amazing, born different, you have gone through two lives every year, and you are reborn as a wood spirit, which is much smarter than the demon clan of the same age. This Immortal Monarch intends to take you as an apprentice, are you willing to join my sect?"

The little boy looked up at the bamboo demon, only to see the bamboo demon staring at his turquoise hair, smiling and nodding. Only then did he kneel down again, respectfully kowtow to the limited edition True Immortal figure, and said, "The apprentice has seen the master." ”

The limited edition True Immortal figure was so happy that his face was full of red light, and even the white talisman body was glowing pink, and he helped the little boy up and said, "Since you have entered my door, then this immortal will give you a name." ”

"Please give the master a name. The little boy looked at the limited-edition real fairy figure with a blank eye.

At the same time, the Bamboo Demon, the Second Cargo Daojun, the Little Dao Tong, and the Evil Slashing Weapon Spirit also moved their eyes to the limited edition True Immortal Figure, and did not hide the worry in their eyes.

Even Cheng Ziming held his breath and looked at the limited edition real fairy figure, for fear that this guy would not pay attention and burst out with a name like "little demon" or "little demon".

The limited edition True Immortal figure only felt that Daodao's eyes were focused on him, and instantly became the focus of everyone, and he suddenly became proud, he puffed up his chest and said loudly: "It's okay to call it a little bit." ”

"Little don't ......" the little boy said with a sad face: "Master, this is like a nickname, not a serious name." ”

Erkou Daojun laughed and said: "Fu Jun has a good calculation, accept an apprentice and call him Xiao Budian, and he won't have to be called Xiao Budian in the future, right?"

The bamboo demon smiled and picked up the bamboo flute wrapped in the branches and leaves of the regenerated flowers, and turned the flute in his hand, and suddenly the green light flashed, and the flute instantly shrank several times, becoming only the size of a sewing needle. The bamboo demon handed the smaller flute to the little boy and said, "He is also my junior, so he can't be too sloppy in naming him." It's a nice name to be a little one, but as he himself said, it's okay to be a small name, a big name, let's have another one. ”

"That's right, master, if it's a little bit, take it as a nickname, and give me a big name. The little boy said pitifully.

"That's fine, that's fine. The limited-edition True Immortal figure rolled his eyes and said, "The big name is called Little Monkey." ”

The little boy shook his body and almost fell.

Xiao Daotong shook his feet with a smile and said, "This name is not the same, what is the difference between a little little bit and a little monkey?"

"Of course it's different. The limited edition True Immortal Figure is conclusive: "The small point refers to the body type, and the little monkey refers to the race, which is naturally very different." ”

"Master, but I'm not a monkey. The little boy was about to burst into tears, and his voice became more and more pitiful.

The spirit of the evil slayer couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "It's better to change the font, replace the monkey character with the homophonic Hou character, and take the meaning of the Hou goalkeeper phase, how about it?"

"Yes, in the end, it is the boss of the sword spirit, he is really insightful, and his ideas are indeed clever. The bamboo demon nodded, and said with a straight face: "Since it is named after Hou, it is necessary to have a surname." You are a wood spirit, so you will take wood as your surname. ”

The little boy burst into tears, wiped his tears and said, "I don't want to call the female monkey." ”[.]