I owe the female honor system a billion

Chapter 133 14. The Story of the Tree and the Crane
It is said that there is such a tree standing upright in the bitter cold in that place outside of Huahua.

His tall branches have been slowly worn out by thousands of years of wind and rain.When summer comes, he bears the scorching sun from the sky; when winter comes, his weak branches bear the weight of frost and snow.

And year after year, he just stood upright in the wind and snow.

The beginning of the story is like this.

Finally one day, from nowhere, a poor white crane mother landed on this sturdy sacred tree.

Finally, as if it didn't want to leave anymore, it took many dead branches brought from other places in its mouth, and built a nest that belonged to it on this huge sacred tree.

The nest was small, and it was in a place where the branches meet under the top of the tree.

The white crane cheered happily, which meant that it seemed to have a home at last.

The sacred tree also seemed to hear the cheers of the white crane, and tilted its branches slightly to cover the white crane's nest below, sheltering it from the wind and rain.

Soon, the white crane laid the baby, the egg that it had been carrying in its belly.

That little, fragile, milky white egg just stayed inside that little nest, under its own mother's body.

The white crane mother flies down from the sacred tree every day to find the food she needs and the branches to build her nest.

And the sacred tree hangs down its branches every day, letting the dew drip and fall in front of the white crane for it to drink.

One day, on an ordinary morning like usual, the white crane mother left the sacred tree with ease.The sacred tree swayed its branches and bid farewell to Bai He's mother.

In this way, the sun slowly went from daytime, noon, to sunset.

But Bai He's mother never came back.

Shenshu swayed, in the darkness, hoping that the white crane in the distance would come back.

Backfired.

In the next dozens of days, Shenshu never saw the white crane mother come back.

He lowered the branch slightly, and all he could see were the fragile and helpless eggs left in the nest.

He mercifully covered the nest with leaves, so that the leaf would hide the egg's position, so that the little egg would not be found by predators.He mercifully lowered the branches, letting the thick branches shade the scorching sun, and let the thick branches shade the frost and snow falling from the sky.

Age is nothing special to the Divine Tree.

So maybe for him, the little white crane was born in just the blink of an eye.

That fragile, helpless, chicken-like creature without any feathers tried its best to get out of the egg shell that protected her, but it didn't see her mother like other little white cranes.

The surrounding area is empty and there is nothing.

There are only green leaves and thick trunks around, protecting her firmly and caring for her deeply.

Originally, Little White Crane thought that she would die helplessly like this.

But when the tree put the aura-rich dew on her mouth every morning, when it processed its fruit and placed it at the door of the nest every morning, the little white crane miraculously survived.

Little White Crane, who was nurtured by spiritual energy, quickly developed his spiritual wisdom.

She thrives.

With her gradually thicker wings, feel the height of the sky and the softness of the wind; with her gradually deeper eyes, observe every inch of land and the direction of the river; with her gradually plump feathers, feel the Nourish yourself with the leaves and tenderness of the divine tree.

That is my benefactor.

Bai He thought so.

The moment she opened her mind, she secretly swore to herself.She will accompany this tree for the rest of her life and repay the kindness of this tree with her whole life.

tree!

So compassionate and gentle.

In the wind and rain all over the sky, and in the years of suffering, his branches protected himself as always, protecting himself from any natural disasters or enemies.

But all Bai He could do was to lie quietly on the sacred tree, as if he was listening to his voice and feeling everything about him.

She doesn't want this.

She wants to protect the tree.

So she desperately absorbed spiritual power.

Let the spiritual power of the moon flow in her body, and let the purple energy of heaven and earth fill her body.

Slowly, she changed from an ordinary creature into a crane.

She can cast spells.

She can speak.

Complacently, she talked to Shenshu, telling her desire to protect him.

But the sacred tree was always quiet, shaking its branches occasionally, and patted on her soft feathers, as if thanking her, as if praising her heart.

They are there for each other.

In the midst of the wind and rain, Baihe's life has always been tightly entangled with the sacred tree.

But the sacred tree finally came one day, and his final catastrophe was about to come.

It was a thundercloud covering the sky and the earth.

It was a breath of destruction.

Straight, aimed at the soft, innocent tree of God.

Baihe had sensed that thundercloud early on.

She shouted, anxiously, shouting to the sacred tree.

But the sacred tree couldn't move its body a bit.

He could only silently endure such a catastrophe.

The white crane spread its wings with all its might, and stood in front of the sacred tree.

She overestimates herself.With her frail body, how could she be the opponent of Lei Jie?
The divine thunder easily pierced through her body, severely wounding her entire body.

She sighed, regretting.

Why is he still not strong enough?

Why can't I still protect that sacred tree?
She looked at the tree struck by lightning with misty eyes, filled with remorse and anger.

Suddenly a divine light flashed in the distance, and a white-haired and white-clothed fairy suddenly appeared, sighing and pushing out spiritual power with both hands, protecting the sacred tree that was about to die in the thunder calamity.

"I see that you have suffered 2 years of catastrophe, so it would be a pity to die in the thunder catastrophe."

"Why don't you go to heaven with me after suffering this calamity, and be in charge of spinning and weaving in the sky, how about being a fairy?"

The white crane lay in the scorched blackness, looking at the divine tree that had transformed into a human form under a divine light.

He stretched out his hand and gently wrapped Baihe in a piece of pure energy, and all her injuries were healed in that energy.

Bai He reluctantly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the unparalleled man in the world that had been transformed from the sacred tree.

His beautiful eyes have the same gentleness as in the past ten thousand years.

His white fingertips, like the branches stroking his body when he was born, are so soft and beautiful.

Looking at his beautiful face, still in the shape of a crane, something seemed to be ignited in the heart of the white crane.A strange feeling filled her heart, making her intoxicated in this state uncontrollably.

"Shen Muzi, are you willing to go to heaven with me and become a fairy?"

hermit
Does he want to be a fairy?

The man smiled slightly, put the seriously injured white crane on the ground, and responded, "I am willing."

Do not.
do not go?
There was pleading in Bai He's eyes, and his wings were lightly placed on the man's body, begging him not to leave him.

The man gently stretched out his hand and stroked the white crane's feathers,
"I'll treat you in human form too."

"Come and find me."

"I am waiting for you."

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(End of this chapter)