Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Chapter 125 124. Why?

During the following banquet, Song He was not unable to enjoy the delicious food just because he was holding his little junior sister. Instead, he enjoyed the meal quite happily.

Because he was holding his little junior sister, he was arranged to a quiet place. Surrounded by plum trees, only his senior brother and senior brother Jiang sat with him.

Looking up——

I saw cranes flying around, and dishes that were delicious, delicious, and delicious had been prepared.

The crane controlled the breeze and carried plates of steaming and fragrant dishes to the monks.

The entire plum forest is surrounded by the aroma of food, and the overbearing aroma even overwhelms the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Very unique, yet very real.

Song He, who was holding his junior sister, just took a quick look and saw things like roasted dragon meat with spiritual wood, colorful phoenix marrow soup, colorful spiritual rice...

The raw materials of this dish alone are valuable, not to mention that the color, aroma and taste are obviously cooked by a talented chef.

An old crane surrounded him and served him meticulously - whether it was cutting meat or pouring wine, Laohe could prepare everything before he made a sound.

Obviously this old crane is used to doing this kind of thing.

Although Song He was actually not used to being served by someone (He) with such over-enthusiastic service, he had to admit that the feeling of being served was really quite refreshing.

He just has to open his mouth and eat.

No need to think too much at all.

"Junior brother, look at you..." Senior Brother Jiang didn't know whether he was envious or jealous, with a playful expression on his face.

As a result, before Song He could speak, the old crane said seriously: "He is holding my little master, so I should serve him."

Listen to this, people are willing to do it.

Song He blinked at Senior Brother Jiang and expressed the above meaning with his eyes.

Senior Brother Jiang was speechless and could only take a sip of wine in silence. The senior brother next to him also smiled happily: "Fellow Daoist He, I remember that you should have followed Master Kang during his golden elixir period, right?"

Lao He cut the dragon meat into suitable sizes, and then brought it to Song He's mouth with the breeze, while replying: "Master Xingheng said that. The master does not dislike my low cultivation, and I can only repay with my remaining life." Master."

"I just hope that I can watch my little master grow up healthily and choose one of my descendants to be her natal spiritual beast in the future. This old man will die with no regrets in this life!"

There was a gentle light in its eyes, and its face was full of longing as it looked at the sleeping little master in Song He's arms.

The senior brother frowned slightly, then sighed and said no more.

Song He and Senior Brother Jiang also seemed to feel something. They looked at each other and had a meal in silence.

In this way, the banquet lasted for a whole day.

During this period, the little junior sister woke up twice, but both times she allowed Lao He to feed her without making any noise, and then continued to sleep after she was full.

Song He didn't need to worry about anything at all.

‘It’s strange, don’t I dislike children? ’ Song He was confused.

This doubt followed him all day.

It wasn't until it was time to say goodbye that Song He finally figured out why he could hold her for a whole day without getting tired of it: it turned out that he didn't hate children, but he hated children who made a lot of noise and were not obedient at all.

Such an obedient child is really not annoying.

There was an incident when I left -

The junior sister was very reluctant to leave Song He, but she neither cried nor made a fuss. She just looked at Zhenren Ye with her black tearful eyes, her little mouth wrinkled slightly, as if she was about to cry.

Facts have proved that pretending to be pitiful works very well.

Even a Yuanying-level monk like Master Kang, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, could hardly help but invite Song He to stay.

Fortunately, Master Ye promised to take her to see River Song, so the junior sister beamed with satisfaction for a second, pulled her brother to sit on the lotus platform again, and flew away with a "swish".

The old crane was so panicked that he shouted to his little master from behind and flapped his wings hard to follow.

This scene made all the monks present burst into laughter.

I think this kid is really weird.

…

After leaving Wang Xuefeng, Song He couldn't help but sigh: "My junior sister is so smart, her achievements in the future will definitely be good!"

"With Uncle Ye and Uncle Kang planning for her, she will definitely do well." Senior Brother Jiang said.

"That's natural..." Senior Brother said, suddenly staring at a certain place, and asked strangely: "Uncle, how long have you been waiting?"

Anyone?

Song He and Senior Brother Jiang immediately looked in the direction where Senior Brother was looking, and saw a dark hole suddenly appeared on the empty snow.

The hole seemed to be surrounded by mist, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

I just heard an old voice coming from inside: "It's been a full day! If you don't mind, please come to the cave and talk about it!"

‘This voice seems to be the voice of the gray-robed Yuanying Master? Why is he here? ’ Song He’s heart moved.

"Haha, of course I don't dare to refuse Master Uncle's invitation."

After the senior brother pondered for a moment, he entered the cave first, followed closely by Senior Brother Song He and Jiang, and the three of them walked into the cave one after another.

The cave disappeared directly after the three people entered, leaving only a white sky filled with snowflakes falling.

…

Song He felt slightly dizzy the moment he entered.

That's the feeling of space transfer.

After adapting, he looked around -

This place should be a cave under the earth, but the earth walls are covered with all kinds of spiritual flowers and grasses. The space is not large, but there are tables, chairs, benches and other furniture.

Except for the strange flower wall, the rest of the place is almost exactly the same as a mortal family.

An old man in gray robe was sitting on a very comfortable-looking cushion, stretching out his hands to warm himself up. In front of him was a blazing stove.

The orange-red flame was beating, and the warm firelight immediately dispelled the cold air. The sound of "cracking" firewood burning could be heard in the ears. This place was obviously a cave in the soil, but it was unexpectedly warm and cozy.

‘It’s not bad. This kind of place is good as a secret base. I’ll dig one when I get home. ’ Song He was a little moved.

"Uncle Jin!"

Senior Brother bowed his hands slightly, and Senior Brother Song He and Jiang naturally followed suit.

"It's all the red tape that makes people annoying. Come and sit down, you guys are here just in time, my sweet potato is ready to bake!"

Jin Zhenren stretched out his hand and pointed it at the stove, and three things that looked like coke flew out of it and flew in front of the three people.

Song He caught it, but there was no burning feeling at all. He only felt very warm.

Take a closer look: the so-called black charcoal is actually a roasted potato, and the honey-like flesh of the potato is exposed just by peeling it off.

Exudes a domineering aroma.

What's outrageous is...the panel actually jumped out——

[Name]: Jinshu (roasted)

[Level]: Third level middle grade

[Status]: Roasted by spiritual fire, fully cooked, infused with spiritual honey, and tastes excellent.

‘…I didn’t see you coming out just now, why did you suddenly jump out now? ’

He was speechless as he held the spiritual potato in his hands.

Seeing that the three people were holding the spiritual potatoes, Master Jin pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Eat, this is grown by my granddaughter. Why, could it be that I ate the good potatoes at Senior Sister Ye's place and looked down on my spiritual potatoes?"

So the three brothers could only look at each other and began to eat helplessly - don't tell me, the roasted potato tastes really good.

It was fragrant, sweet and not hot at all, just like honey. Even though my hands and face were stained with potato meat and it was a bit embarrassing, I still couldn't finish eating it and wanted to have another one.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Jin Zhenren stared at Song He and stroked his mustache proudly.

"It's delicious. Uncle Master's spiritual potato fruit is really extraordinary!"

Song He praised sincerely.

"Uncle, how about I send someone to plant spiritual potatoes with you?" Jin Zhenren asked again.

"..."

Song He immediately fell silent when he mentioned this. He still had a decent smile on his face and glanced at his senior brother furtively.

For matters involving Master Yuanying, it would be better for him to ask his elders for their opinions.

"Uncle Jin, are you also interested in my junior brother's world?" The senior brother slowly took out a ball of spiritual water and washed his hands, and asked.

"That's right, our Jinlingshu clan likes to dig our own homes in the land that is full of spiritual energy. I have tasted the spiritual soil in your little junior brother's world, and it is extremely delicious!"

He couldn't hide the intoxicated look on his face when he said this.

He continued to smash his mouth, as if he still had some unfulfilled intentions.

Jinlingshu?

Song He immediately became energetic.

He heard about this race from Senior Brother Lu last time. They are natural earth-moving spiritual beasts and can dig underground at will. It can also help monks loosen the soil and cultivate some spiritual plants that never see the light of day.

Compared with the rats in the mortal world that everyone shouts to beat, they are simply considered auspicious animals.

The senior brother said helplessly:

"You don't know that my junior brother also raised a clan of evil spirits. I remember that Jinlingshu and the clan of evil spirits caused a lot of trouble back then!"

"so what?"

Jin Zhenren curled his lips and said: "The old guys are all dead, and even I only managed to achieve Nascent Soul under the protection of your Lingye Sect.

If your junior brother can't even resolve this matter and reconcile it, wouldn't Xing Ke's plan in the Ever Dark Abyss be in vain? "

Hearing this, Master Xingheng narrowed his eyes.

Although there was still a smile on his lips, his tone suddenly turned cold.

Even the warm and beating orange fire seemed to be suppressed by something.

"Uncle Jin, I know you are well-informed, but you need to know that trouble comes from your mouth. How did the leader of the Jinlingshu clan of the previous generation die, do you still remember?"

"I know, I know!" Master Jin was still fiddling with the stove with a smile, "So, didn't I take the initiative to give you the handle? How do you want me to prove my sincerity?"

"This is not a handle."

"My granddaughter is the next clan leader."

"That doesn't count!"

The two Nascent Soul Masters were "chatting" like this, and Song He felt a lot of pressure. The particular object of the argument was himself, so he immediately felt even more pressured.

In the end, after a stalemate with big eyes and small eyes, the senior brother shook his head and said: "It's up to my junior brother to decide."

He looked at Song He and said directly for the first time: "Uncle Jin wants to separate some members of the Jinlingshu clan for your protection and have some relationship with you. There are advantages and disadvantages. You Make your own decisions.”

Song He was silent.

He hesitated and asked: "Elder brother, the Shark Clan also wants to have a relationship with me, the Colorful Divine Deer also has some deals with me, and now there is another Jinling Rat Clan...

Can you explain it to me?

Why on earth is this, why do they all come to have anything to do with me as if they are trying to catch up? "

This was a doubt he had always had.

It seems that these races value him very much. Let’s not talk about the Sharman race for the time being. The Colorful Divine Deer exchanged those high-grade spiritual materials for some soul rice and soul vegetables...

The transaction was completely unequal, as if it was a clear benefit to him.

What is the reason for this? Is it really just because of his identity?

It always feels like it's not that simple.

So taking advantage of this opportunity and conversation, he simply asked. He couldn't just keep it unclear, could he?

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