Douluo Continent: Pill-based Martial Soul? Even a Golden Core is still a pill!

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Chapter 77 Ye Tian Wants Immortality? Yue Guan's Gift of Gratitude

Qian Renxue and the other two girls exclaimed in surprise

It was as if Chrysanthemum Douluo was listening to celestial music.

Several cups of flower tea were elegantly arranged.

Chrysanthemum Douluo straightened up, looked at his good partner Ghost Douluo, and invited, "You rascal, come and see the beautiful scenery you've never seen in your life."

"Okay, let's take a look."

Ghost Douluo nodded slightly; he was also eager to know.

What's been going on with this chrysanthemum all year? It's never around during its free time.

When we say goodbye at work,

Chrysanthemums, which should be clean, always have a foul odor.

At first, he thought that His Holiness the Pope had sent him out to do some dirty or tiring work. He even felt sorry for him.

In retrospect, his heartache was unnecessary.

The chrysanthemums were clearly enjoying themselves.

Ghost Douluo stood up and walked out with Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Just as I looked up,

Ghost Douluo stood there, stunned.

He couldn't help but blink, wondering if he had seen wrong.

You should know that he doesn't even blink when he kills people.

But under his focused investigation,

The life force of the entire tree is perfectly integrated!

Those flowers!

They are all actually growing on this tree!

It’s simply unbelievable!

Ju Douluo inhaled the fragrance of a hundred flowers, completely captivated.

He raised his elbow and rested it on Ghost Douluo's shoulder, teasingly asking, "Old Ghost, what do you think of this Hundred Flower Tree?"

"..."

Ghost Douluo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

I don't know what words to use to describe this illogical thing.

After thinking for a long time, he only managed to utter two characters.

"That's strange."

"Strange? Not at all! This is the most exquisite work of art!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo raised his arms and couldn't help but sing praises.

His eyes were filled with infatuation.

适时

A gust of wind swept in,

The flowers on the tree trembled, and petals fell in droves.

Falling with the wind!

It coalesced into a 'rainstorm' composed of thousands of different flower petals.

Those colorful petals, in the air and in the wind, traced graceful arcs, like auspicious seven-colored clouds, gently enveloping the ground.

"Haha, it's raining flower petals! How beautiful!"

Jin Yue'er was overjoyed and couldn't help but dance with delight. She reached out her hands, wanting to hold onto the flowers' brilliance in this moment.

"..."

Qian Renxue stretched out her hands to receive the baptism of vibrant colors.

Even the scorching sunlight seemed to soften.

Her violet-like eyes looked at Ye Tian, ​​who was also bathed in the rain of flowers beside her.

A whole host of confusions were in my mind.

The tree may have been kept alive by Chrysanthemum Douluo, but this idea could never have been his doing!

Qian Renxue is uncertain.

How many more shocks will Ye Tian bring her?

Right now,

In Qian Renxue's eyes, Ye Tian was more dazzling than all the colorful flowers around him.

Even more enchanting than these 'colorful auspicious clouds'!

"..."

Ghost Douluo silently picked up the chrysanthemum petal that had fallen on his shoulder, and a stiff smile gradually appeared on his lips. It was faint, but real.

I've come here to admire the flowers so many times.

This was the only time he could empathize with Chrysanthemum Douluo and experience the beauty of these flowers.

Ghost Douluo looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had raised his face.

he knows,

The other person must have remembered their sister who died young.

When the rain of flowers surges,

A single tear fell silently to the ground with the falling flower.

"call--"

Chrysanthemum Douluo exhaled a long breath, and the petals covering his face dispersed.

Those grateful eyes looked at Ye Tian.

"Xiao Tian, ​​what do you think?"

"..."

As Chrysanthemum Douluo finished speaking, the air fell silent.

Ye Tian did not respond.

"puff!"

Jin Yue'er spat out the sweet petal from her mouth and looked at Ye Tian curiously.

Among those present.

Perhaps she was the only one who simply appreciated the splendor of the downpour.

"Ok?"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were both stunned.

I saw.

Right now,

Under the watchful eyes of Qian Renxue and the others.

Ye Tian was standing under the tree.

Holding in my hand a pale white, dreamlike epiphyllum flower that had fallen from the tree.

Eyes lowered

He exuded an inexplicable sense of peace, as if he was meant to stand there. He had become one with his surroundings.

suddenly,

Ye Tian picked up the white flower and smiled knowingly.

His natural and rounded aura gradually rose, giving him a sense of transcendence.

Despite being quite young

Yet it gives off a sense of profound vicissitude, which is truly bizarre.

"The fragrance of flowers permeates the heart, and a sense of Zen naturally emerges. The ancients were right."

All sounds are silent.

Only Ye Tian's soft murmurs remained, flowing clearly beneath the Hundred Flowers Tree.

When one is truly immersed in this vibrant and colorful scene, how can the hearts of ordinary people, trapped in the mundane world and filled with desires and restlessness, not be moved?

The downfall of all flowers, in Ye Tian's view

This is a dance where they risk their lives to ignite their beauty to the extreme!

This dance contradicts his desire for immortality.

But it was his second choice.

Ye Tian slowly raised his head.

Looking at the still vibrant and lush giant tree, he smiled with relief.

"Flowers bloom and fade, and so do people."

"If immortality is ultimately elusive, then to have lived life to the fullest is enough."

An extremely faint murmur, growing ever softer.

Qian Renxue, who was standing next to her, heard every single word.

at once

He stared at Ye Tian in utter astonishment!

The pursuit of immortality?

Is this Ye Tian's ambition?!

Qian Renxue was in turmoil; this was something even she dared not imagine.

The entire supercontinent.

The Qian family is undoubtedly the most qualified to speak on the matter of pursuing immortality.

No one understands what this means better than they do.

Immortality means reaching godhood at level 100!

That was something their ancestors had achieved, and it's a level that they, generation after generation, have always wanted to reach again!

Qian Renxue didn't know how to evaluate Ye Tian's goal.

Nonsense? Arrogant boasting? Or wishful thinking? But who can say for sure about such things? Besides, Ye Tian is no worse than her.

Jin Yue'er stared blankly at the flower petals on her head, not quite understanding.

But that didn't diminish her mysterious and impressive appearance.

"Chrysanthemum, you're right, this kid is indeed a remarkable person."

Ghost Douluo said meaningfully.