Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Song He's proposal really tempted her.

What she dislikes now is actually that this world is not real, and she can't lie to herself even if she wants to.

But if word of mouth really turns into a legend, she seems to be able to really immerse herself in it and resolve all her resentments and grievances.

If we really have a solution and can live, why should we die?

Wasn't it because she was worried that the world was incomplete and that she would not be able to immerse herself in it and deceive herself, so she had no choice but to do so?

she mused.

While her heart was beating, Song He was also thinking of a feasible solution - but resolving his resentment was not his ultimate goal.

Seven emotions and sad spirits!

That is a type of spirit with seven emotions, a spiritual constitution that is extremely rare even in this world.

When she dissipates all her resentment, she will have the fighting power of a half-step refining.

Super combat power that can temporarily affect even the consciousness of Master Huashen.

A monk's fighting skills can determine the outcome in just a moment. This ability is really easy to use.

He was going to destroy the Resentful Scorpions, and he needed a strong combat force to hold them back.

Moreover, he will definitely want to expand overseas in the future. Having such a strong combat power is definitely not a loss.

Such a useful tool spirit is also an emotional tool spirit. You can definitely think of ways to control it.

The world transformed into her legend is not only a resting place that can soothe her thoughts, but also a huge handle.

The handle that could benefit Song He - the foundation of the world is in his hands, doesn't that mean he can do whatever he wants?

"I do believe in fellow Taoist, but can fellow Taoist really write my story?" Qi Qing Sad Ling smiled slightly.

Hearing her words, he was obviously moved.

Song He smiled confidently and said, "I have already found help from fellow Taoists from Chenhuan Academy. It is absolutely foolproof."

Of course Qi Qing Sad Ling doesn't know what Chenhuan Academy is.

But she knew what the word "academy" represented. Those scholars and literati were the best at writing stories that could make super disciples like Song He become Taoists. ơɱ

Definitely not an ordinary existence.

So she agreed after only a brief consideration.

"Then I will wait for the good news from fellow Taoist."

"I will definitely not disappoint my seniors."

Song He made a gesture of invitation, and then watched the Seven Emotions Sad Spirit disappear, feeling slightly relieved in his heart.

Don’t those scholars in the Mortal Academy want to hear anecdotes?

The story described by the only survivor from another world can definitely surprise them, and they also need to resolve the grievances of the Seven Emotions.

This is definitely a win-win situation.

He can also earn a lot of benefits from this.

As long as there are no mistakes, the matter should be safe.

"I don't have any problems here. I just need to resolve this matter and we'll be done. I just don't know what's going on with my junior brother and junior sister?"

He murmured to himself and felt that he was a little too worried. He should trust his junior brother and junior sister.

That problem shouldn't be difficult to solve.

…

Meanwhile, the outside world.

There are white clouds in the blue sky. They are floating in the sky and remain motionless despite the wind and sun.

Ye Rong sat on the lotus, holding a jade slab in his hand, watching the changes on it - this jade slab was a real magic weapon that could refresh data in real time.

After receiving the task from Song He, the two siblings started construction work. Due to some considerations, their speed was actually very slow.

Basically, every time you build a hundred miles of spiritual network, you need to try it all to ensure that within this distance, the spiritual network is unobstructed.

It was out of this caution that it took them almost a month to build a two-hundred-mile field.

The sects along the way were very cooperative, and various materials for building formations were transported from within the sects in an orderly manner.

But... they ran into a little trouble.

"This Fangzhu cannot be moved."

The little face was filled with helplessness.

Ye Rong put down the jade tablet in his hand, stared at the motionless branch of the spiritual network not far away, and sighed: "If I stay where I am, will anyone find out?"

According to Song He's design, each branch must be able to cover hundreds of miles. This distance was actually calculated by the Yingxingtang monks.

The error will not exceed half a percent.

This also results in the cloud station where the spiritual network is located unable to be moved.

A slight movement may cause the spirit flower inside to be unable to receive the spirit sound signal from the outside world.

But in this way, the positions are fixed, and no matter how powerful the formation is, it will be discovered sooner or later. If someone destroys the cloud station, wouldn't it be a big problem?

He considered that Song He was not here after all, and did not go to the site to check and confirm. Sometimes it is difficult to realize it just by imagination, and there may be deviations.

But he and his sister are outside. They have been studying this matter every day these days, so they must not ignore it.

Just do it well, without leaving any obvious flaws.

Otherwise, how could you have the nerve to meet Song He?

"What should we do?" Ye Rong murmured to himself and scratched his hair helplessly - his sister said she was going to investigate, but she has not returned yet.

He didn't want to go to Song He for help.

In fact, this thing is simple and simple, as long as the range of perception and acceptance can be expanded.

In other words, please ask Ying Xingtang to come up with a new drawing and that will solve the problem.

However, it was rare for Song He to ask them to do something. It was not necessary. He actually didn't want to trouble Song He.

At least we should wait until our efforts are fruitless before asking Song He for help.

"younger brother!"

A purple lotus of the same style flew quickly in the distance. Kang Jue jumped from the lotus and landed on Ye Rong's lotus.

The lotus flower was pressed by this force and almost fell down.

"Sister, what happened?"

Ye Rong, who had long been accustomed to his sister's turmoil, didn't even show a helpless expression, just stretched out his hand to stabilize the lotus.

"I figured out a way!"

Kang Jue took the jade slab placed inside the lotus, then traced on it with his fingers, erasing all the originally designed routes and replacing them with new ones.

"elder sister!"

Ye Rong, who was watching this scene, was almost frightened by his sister - that was the route that Song He and the senior brothers and sisters of Yingxingtang worked hard to set!

You must know that this road is not a smooth road. All obstacles and obstacles along the road must be taken into account, not to mention that it has already traveled 200 miles!

This suddenly has to happen again...

"What's your name? If I wasn't sure about your sister, I wouldn't do this. Just look at my design."

Kang Jue glanced at Ye Rong angrily, his fingers sped up, and he quickly drew a new route.

I saw that she added several spiritual plants to the originally fixed cloud station to ensure that they could fly slowly with the wind.

It looks like clouds being moved by the wind.

But in fact, their speed and route are planned. When the coverage area of ​​​​one cloud station leaves, the other one will connect seamlessly.

Moreover, she also designed ten different flight routes, which were completely irregular according to changes in wind speed and celestial phenomena.

Ye Rong has also worked hard these days, and he knows at a glance that this route design is absolutely feasible.

It can be said that...his sister's design is more perfect than that of the monks of Yingxingtang.

But what they didn't know was that this was actually what Ye Zhenren did intentionally. The real person did not send any monks from Yingxingtang to investigate, but just designed a route based on the chart.

This line... to be honest, if the review monks from Yingxingtang saw it, they would definitely come to blows.

Talking on paper is really useless.

But Zhenren Ye wanted to try his own children, but they could only hold their noses and create such a completely unqualified line.

And he even greeted Song He in advance.

The purpose is to see if the two children can solve this small problem. If not, more suitable circuit drawings can be produced at any time.

Of course, the two children do not know these things.

Kang Jue looked at his younger brother and explained: "It took me and Brother Song's younger brothers a long time to finally collect the data from all over the place.

Then I spent some time designing this route drawing, taking into account that spiritual plants would grow faster with time.

I plan to ask the senior brothers to take a look at this drawing. If there are no mistakes, we will start over based on this! "

Looking at his confident sister, Ye Rong opened his mouth, but did not ask why he wanted his senior brothers to take a look.

In the final analysis, they have only learned some knowledge of Yingxingtang, and they really need to be reviewed by professionals.

This can never go wrong again.

…

The drawings submitted by Ye Rong and Kang Jue were quickly transmitted to Yingxingtang. This time, the person reviewing them was none other than their father.

That is, Master Kang who has been staying in Yunshang Palace and watching this place.

After looking at it carefully, the real person nodded with satisfaction and handed it to the ivy leaf next to him.

Ye Zi stared at the jade slab for a moment, then nodded and said, "You two children have a plan, then I will give this thing to Song He?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Fusheng." Kang Zhenren's face was full of smiles and he couldn't hide it at all.

Seeing this, Mr. Fusheng shook his head helplessly, quickly pulled away his consciousness, and returned to the interior of Tianwen Hall.

After he opened his eyes, he was writing and drawing in front of him. After he recovered, he was about to reach out and pass it to Song He, but suddenly a subtle expression appeared.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, and a strange picture appeared in his pupils - it was a picture of a snake, a white snake and a woman in green standing together.

There is also a strange love story between a giant black dryad and a fox demon.

Many images flashed through his eyes.

Even Mr. Fusheng, a well-informed old fellow, had to sigh with emotion... He really knows how to write. Those scholars at Chenhuan Academy really dare to write about anything. (End of chapter)