Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

So simple?

Staring at the motionless soul, Song He's expression was slightly surprised. This... He was originally prepared to sacrifice a few, but what happened?

It was actually a bit simple that surprised him.

Hmm... But it seems that he has had good luck since he traveled through time, and success is a matter of course.

"Forget it, now that it's done..."

Song He glanced aside and whispered this, but instead of just relaxing, he asked all the remaining prisoners to start trying little by little.

According to his request, the prisoners tried in stages from splitting a part of their consciousness to all their consciousness.

It must be done to perfection.

This took a lot of time, and it took more than ten days before the test was completed.

All the changes during the period were recorded by Song He. Although he didn't know whether it was useful or not, it was good to write it down.

The result was satisfactory. All ten people succeeded and were transformed into golden souls.

Ye Zhenren, who was watching from the side, loosened his clenched fist, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Xiaohe." Her voice sounded expectant.

"Well, don't worry, Uncle Ye, just leave it to your nephew."

Song He showed a confident smile, and then said: "These people can be regarded as having some merits. As for the first one to enter, why not forgive some of his sins and let him be used by me in this world.

Ye Zhenren, who was in a good mood, no longer cared about these prisoners and said casually: "It's up to you to decide. Anyway, their punishment is to stay in Luoqiu Prison until their life span is exhausted. If they can do something in another place, it can be considered as their end." It works.”

Saying that, Ye Zhenren flicked his finger.

The several bodies lying on the ground were immediately swallowed up by white flames, turned into ashes in an instant, and then dispersed by the wind.

Well...this can be regarded as cutting off the escape route.

Ye Zhenren is indeed thoughtful in his work.

Now that it's successful, it's time to get down to business.

Next, Zhenren Ye received a total of ten monks who were old and exhausted. These people were really old and looked as if they would fall to the ground and die in the next second.

Nothing more was said.

Song He and them were strangers to each other, and they only exchanged a few brief words before starting the soul transfer operation.

The result was naturally quite smooth. All ten people's souls were transferred into the New Moon Realm. Apart from losing their mana and consciousness, there were no side effects.

It can be said that as long as this world is not destroyed and no accidents occur, they can survive here forever.

And the lifespan of a spiritual plant...

Maybe they will live longer than most monks?

In the future, if Song He improves this world, it may really become a complete world, no worse than the outside world.

When the last one was transferred successfully, a trace of tears actually flashed in Ye Zhenren's eyes, which made Song He tremble in his heart and quickly turned his head.

The monk shed tears.

Is this considered black history?

Could he be chased by Zhenren Ye?

Although he turned around quickly, Ye Zhenren still saw it.

If it were anyone else, Ye Zhenren would definitely have to take some measures, but Song He saw that it still didn't matter.

She was already quite satisfied with Song He, but now she was even more satisfied.

She said angrily:

"Xiaohe, you have done your uncle a great favor. What do you want? I can promise you anything."

"..."

It doesn't feel like it's the first time I've heard this.

It seems that Uncle Kang said the same thing last time.

No wonder you are a couple.

But Song He really didn't need anything. Master Ye helped him a lot, and the baby was given to him for free, and even a pair of children were working for him.

Although he wanted to let Song He help with the planning, in the end he still wanted to trust him. Otherwise, he would not be able to give his child a good future if he was a powerful Yuanying?

So Song He shook his head: "Uncle Master, what you said is really out of line. If you ask your nephew to do a favor, do you still need to pay me?

If I really gave it to him, my nephew would be angry. "

"Haha." Ye Zhenren couldn't help laughing, "You kid, if that's the case, then I won't give it to you."

She has never been a coy person.

Besides, sometimes it’s not beautiful to distinguish it so clearly.

If other people were to help, according to Ye Zhenren's temperament, he would definitely end the cause and effect cleanly, but that didn't matter to Song He.

"Yeah." Song He smiled.

Then the real person casually chatted with Song He for a few words, and the pink and white fox happened to come over to report the matter, so she directly sank her consciousness into the New Moon Realm.

I plan to have a chat with the elders.

Song He followed the pink and white fox to the side, and the latter reported: "Master, Chenhuan Academy has sent thirteen Confucian cultivators here and are waiting."

"Oh? It's finally here." Song He's eyebrows stretched.

Good things come in pairs.

Without saying a word, he immediately walked towards the cave, and then stood directly in a formation.

The surrounding cylindrical halo lighted up slightly, and the scenery suddenly changed, and he was already in a gorgeous palace.

Thirteen monks in Confucian robes stared at him, headed by Wen Suiyue, whom they had met once before.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I haven't seen you for a while."

Wen Suiyue grinned, and then introduced: "These are fellow students in the academy who are good at writing anecdotes. No matter what you want, they can write it."

Hearing this, Song He moved forward with his body made of water vapor and said with a smile, "I have bothered all fellow Taoists to come all this way. I will thank you deeply when the work is done!"

The monks in Confucian robes immediately said politely: "Easy to say, easy to talk to. We are extremely honored to be able to help fellow Taoist Song. Besides, we really have something to ask for from fellow Taoist Song."

As the world-famous Confucian righteousness, this was their first time asking for help, and their expressions were a little stiff and embarrassed.

"oh?"

After thinking for a moment, Song He had an idea.

It's nothing more than a matter of Lingshi Pavilion.

A place like Chenhuan Academy, where you have to study various classics, has more time requirements. There are already deacons pestering the seniors and uncles.

While inviting a few people to sit down, he said, "I guess it has something to do with the Lingshi Pavilion below, right?"

"Exactly!" Wen Suiyue was obviously the leader. She was not polite and sat down directly. "The gentleman asked me to negotiate with you, fellow Taoist, to cooperate with Lingshi Pavilion. In addition to these fellow disciples, I have other requests. You can mention it again."

Song He also sat down and looked directly at Wen Suiyue with a playful expression on his face: "Is it true that you can ask for anything?"

"Of course." Wen Suiyue nodded.

"Then I want Junzizhu from your academy and Lezhu, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Suiyue bared his teeth, covered his face with his wide sleeves, and smiled bitterly:

"Fellow Daoist Song, your demands are really too high!"

"Isn't it okay to say whatever you say?"

Song He blinked his eyes and spread his hands with an innocent look on his face: "I've always liked Lingzhi, what's wrong with asking you for a piece of bamboo?"

A piece of bamboo!

When he heard this, Wen Suiyue almost couldn't help but want to say a few words - that is the fifth-level spiritual plant planted by the gentleman, how come it has become a bamboo here?

In the whole world, only their Mortal Academy has it! (End of chapter)