Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 114
The moonlight shines into the thick fog.

The silver glow spreads the gray frost color all over the ground.

Jiang Yu looked up at the man in warm white clothes, who was more conspicuous under the moonlight, and immediately stretched out his hand, the silver moon streaked across the silver light, and before everyone could react, he cut off the green vine.

The huge spiritual power tore off the green vines extending to the roots of the tree, and the corpse flower half-way up the dead tree let out a suppressed scream.

"Wait..." The branches of the dead tree suddenly twitched and bent into a hugging shape, protecting the huge corpse flower under its dead branches.

Song Heqing rushed forward in time to catch the fallen Ling Lan, pulled the person back by the collar, frowning and endured Ling Lan's howling ghostly.

"Stop shouting, it's too noisy."

Ling Lan opened her eyes, and found that she had not fallen, and had landed steadily. Seeing Song Heqing's impatient face, she stopped in time.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and waved his hand to indicate that he would stop talking.

Song Heqing threw the man behind him and ignored him.

"Did you bring us here?" Jiang Yu said firmly, looking at the dying old tree in front of him.

The corpse flower named Xuanzhi wants to catch Linglan and nourish the old tree, but she will definitely not let them find her trace.

The old tree deliberately turned into a fake Linglan on a dead branch halfway, deliberately exposing its whereabouts and luring Jiang Yu and the others into the middle of the dense forest.

"I brought you here on purpose. I hope you can help us if you can." Muke's dry branches and leaves restrained the corpse flower. "You take him away."

Jiang Yu watched the green vine struggling among the dead branches, but he didn't dare to exert any force and remained silent without agreeing.

"Perhaps it's better for you two to resolve this matter yourself, and not let outsiders interfere."

She was not in the mood to meddle in such nosy matters.

"Xuanzhi, don't deceive yourself anymore. You are talented and quick in cultivation. You no longer need to rely on me to exist. Instead, I have relied on your spiritual power every day for the past 300 years..."

Xuanzhi stopped struggling and said, "I am willing to do this. You have no right to ask me to give up."

Muke looked at his skinny body and realized that living like this had long been meaningless.

"I can't help you with this matter. I have something to do and need to leave first." Jiang Yu turned around and left.

"I know you want to go into the valley, I can help you, please help us too." Muke suddenly said.

Jiang Yu paused slightly.

Muke's voice continued to come from behind, "I have lived in the valley for more than 2000 years and watched them enter the valley with my own eyes..."

Jiang Yu interrupted Muke and suddenly asked, "Do you mind letting me read your story?"

Muke was slightly startled and asked Xuanzhi in a low voice.

Xuanzhi chuckled, "Of course I don't mind. If Muke dies, there's no point in living anyway. Wouldn't it be great if someone could know our past before we die?"

Jiang Yu took out Broken Kong from the storage bag. Broken Kong flew into the air and instantly turned into a huge water mirror, emitting a faint blue light, reflecting a scene that did not belong to the present.

Muke is an ancient tree.

An ancient tree that has lived for thousands of years does not know when it was planted. Maybe it is just a bird passing through the valley and throwing seeds.

From the time it could remember, it was the only tree in the valley.

Later, gradually more and more trees were planted in the forest, but they were all dull and dull.

They stand upright forever, facing the frost and snow, weathering the wind and rain, and then slowly die.

No one talked to it, and Muke was lonely. This loneliness lasted until 1000 years ago.

The seeds of a flower sprouted under its roots. It stubbornly overcame all difficulties and slowly grew.

At first, Xuanzhi hated this little green vine that always absorbed its nutrients, but it couldn't move around and couldn't get rid of this little green vine. It really pissed off the tree!
The small green vine grew taller and taller, slowly climbing to the waist of the ancient tree.

800 years ago, the little green vine suddenly spoke. It said in a childish tone: "Brother, I feel like I am about to bloom. I am so happy."

Muke was stunned, "Who told you I'm a man?"

Little Luteng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Intuition."

After hearing this, Muke thought it was silly.

The flower seeds have sprouted, grown up, and will definitely bloom. What's so happy about it?

But for some reason, a small bud seemed to sprout out of the ground in his heart and began to grow and bloom.

It’s blooming, so nice!
In this way, they lived together for 500 years.

200 years ago.

Xuanzhi secretly told him: "Muke, I feel like I can turn into a human form. That feeling is so wonderful."

"Will you become a girl or a man?"

"Of course I am also a handsome young man." Xuanzhi said firmly.

After saying that, the two of them laughed silly.

Muke couldn't hide his happiness, even happier than he was about to transform.

In fact, he felt that he could almost transform into form, but considering the fact that he and Xuanzhi depended on each other for life and death, he was afraid that Xuanzhi would not be able to bear the thunder punishment from crossing the catastrophe, so he kept suppressing his cultivation.

Now they can finally transform together.

They discussed that after they transformed, they would shrink their original form, carry it with them, and wander around the world to see famous mountains, great swamps, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

But the reality is always unsatisfactory in all likelihood.

They talked to each other, talked about everything, imagined their future lives, and looked forward to tomorrow.

A fire suddenly broke out in the night, and the fire burned the entire dense forest.

Muke had always known that there were people in the valley. When he had just gained spiritual intelligence, he saw a group of people quietly coming to the bottom of the valley and never came out again.

Later, he remembered that someone came out and took away a flower, the Ice Flower.

Since then, no one has been seen in or out of the valley for more than 1000 years.

Until that night...

A great change happened in the valley, he only remembered that it was very noisy, some people were running in the forest, some people were chasing in the forest.

It was very hot in the forest, and the heat waves and raging flames on the pavement made it unbearable for him.

Although the fire was eventually extinguished by heavy rain, it caused a devastating blow to the entire forest.

Especially Xuanzhi is in danger. It injured the green vines and petals in the fire and is about to die.

The roots of Muke are deeply hidden, the trunk is relatively thick, and the protection of the bark is strong without much damage.

After the fire licked the forest, which was completely charred, Muke cried almost desperately.

This is his relative who has been with him for more than 1000 years.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly realized that their relationship had never been equal. Xuanzhi's death had no impact on him, but Xuanzhi would definitely not be able to survive if he died.

In the end, Muke passed on all his spiritual power of nearly a thousand years to Xuanzhi.

This was the person he had to protect.

Overnight, Muke's cultivation base completely declined, his roots were injured, and he was unable to retain his spiritual power.

Xuanzhi slowly regained his vitality, looked at the dry Muke, and burst into tears.

During these 200 years, Xuanzhi used most of his spiritual power to maintain Muke's life. Transformation is not important to him. He has never transformed himself once. Go all the way.

However, in the past few years, when he discovered that even his own spiritual power could no longer maintain the vitality of the ancient tree, he began to panic.

It turns out that nothing can be forced to stay.

(End of this chapter)