Qingyu Mountain, the top of the mountain
Zhao Yue'er was on the futon in the middle of the highest platform, and Yang Zhen was about a foot away on her right.
Both of them were dressed in white and sitting cross-legged.
Yang Zhen raised her head and looked into the distance. The group of children from the Dou family occupied another platform a hundred feet away. More than twenty people were sitting in a staggered manner. The platform was also surrounded by jade-carved railings.
He glanced around and saw that there were no less than ten such platforms on the top of the mountain. Except for the two people on my side, there were more than ten people in the other places. In the largest place, there were even nearly fifty children. All children added up, there are at least two hundred people.
Those who can occupy a position on the mountaintop platform must come from the most powerful families in Qingzhou.
On the periphery of the platform, in addition to the monks led by the family, there were also various people gathered to watch. For monks, the vision of heaven and earth on New Year's Eve every year is also an opportunity to observe the mysteries of heaven and earth and understand the laws of nature.
The top of the mountain gradually became quiet, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of midnight.
Yang Zhen silently counted her heartbeats, as if she could hear the ticking of a clock.
Finally, the time has come!
In the night sky full of stars, countless white water vapor suddenly grew out of thin air. More and more water vapor gathered, and in an instant, a huge white cloud formed, covering everyone's heads.
The sapphire is thousands of feet long, and you can pick the stars with your hands.
Qingyu Mountain is not high, only about 300 feet. There are countless peaks of such a height in the Xu Kingdom. However, at this moment, everyone on the mountain felt as if Qingyu Mountain suddenly rose from the ground and stretched thousands of feet straight to the sky!
As long as I stretch out my hand, can I touch this auspicious cloud? Everyone has this illusion in their trance.
Deep in the white clouds, there is light shining, initially dim like fluorescent light, but then it becomes brighter and brighter. The five colors of white, green, blue, red and yellow light up in sequence, like neon, gorgeous and beautiful.
"Colorful auspicious clouds, these are colorful auspicious clouds." Someone murmured.
"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five elements are hanging in the air, and the spiritual roots are about to materialize." An experienced driver was explaining to the people around him.
As the five-color light shone, Yang Zhen felt a surge of excitement in her body, and an indescribable sense of comfort spread throughout her body. Especially when the green light shined brightly, he could faintly feel that the liver was gradually heating up, and a weak warm current started from here and rushed to various parts of the body.
This feeling is very comfortable. Everywhere he went, there was an electric shock-like numbness in his body.
He understood clearly in his heart that this was the manifestation of the wood spiritual roots in his body being pulled.
A stone fell to the ground in my heart, and two lines of hot tears slipped from the corners of my eyes unconsciously.
I really have spiritual roots, I can cultivate immortality in the future!
Yang Zhen was so excited that she took a deep breath for a while, relaxed her whole body, and continued to feel the movement of the wood spiritual roots in her body. As the green light above his head flashes again and again, he can clearly feel the warmth in his body gradually growing.
"Yiyi, how is the status of my wood spiritual root?" He couldn't help but ask Yiyi who poked his head out.
"It's okay, it's almost five points now, and it's still growing!" the little thing said happily.
"But..." she warned: "A spiritual energy has begun to surround you. It is a very pure wood spiritual energy. You must not absorb it."
Yang Zhen looked around and found some green smoke surrounding herself. The smoke was so thin that he wouldn't have even noticed it if Yiyi hadn't reminded him.
A faint herbal fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.
"It's really weak!" He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Empty your mind, close your eyes tightly, and begin to quietly appreciate this aura.
During meditation, the warm current in the body is like a baby waiting to be fed, constantly urging itself to let go of its control, so that it can feast and absorb this spiritual energy!
Yang Zhen remembered Zhao Beiqing's instructions and must not follow his will and absorb this spiritual energy, otherwise his spiritual roots will soon stop growing!
He kept his mind close and firmly remembered the thirst of his spiritual roots for the wood spiritual energy, as well as the fragrance of the vegetation. In future practice, this memory will help the harmony between spiritual roots and spiritual energy.
"Brother, let me help you." The little thing volunteered, and then Yang Zhen discovered that the faint green smoke was being sucked away by the bluestone in the palm of her hand.
"What a pure wood spirit energy! Yiyi is going to grow up!" The little thing's excited voice sounded in his mind.
"I still want to feel this spiritual energy!" Yang Zhen couldn't laugh or cry.
"It doesn't matter. When you practice, I will give you a lot of wood spirit energy." The little thing comforted.
"Will anyone see it?" Yang Zhen was a little worried.
"With your weight, even ten Yunsu old monsters can't spot you." Yiyi didn't care.
Yang Zhen felt hurt ten thousand times, and he was ruthlessly despised.
I wonder what's going on with Zhao Yue'er? Since he was fine, he simply looked at the little girl and was immediately startled.
She saw a thick blue cloud surrounding her. The cloud was so thick that it seemed like it would turn into raindrops and fall at any time. The little girl was in it, and she couldn't even see anyone clearly.
"What a big group!" Yang Zhen was shocked.
He's not afraid of not knowing the goods, but he's afraid of comparing goods. Compared with the little girl's, his aura is inferior to that of a beggar.
No wonder Yiyi doesn't care.
Yang Zhen received 10,000 points of damage again.
"So much water spiritual energy!" Yiyi quickly absorbed all the spiritual energy around Yang Zhen, and also paid attention to Zhao Yue'er's situation.
Yang Zhen seemed to see her hungry daughter staring at other people's houses eating and drinking and drooling.
He was hit again... never mind, he was already riddled with holes.
At this moment, Yiyi suddenly shouted:
"Brother, something is wrong with that little sister!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhen was shocked.
"There is too much water aura, she can't hold it anymore!"
"Ah! Is there any way?" Yang Zhen asked anxiously.
"Rush over and help her suck away the water spirit energy!" Yiyi shouted.
"Me?" Yang Zhen asked doubtfully: "I am a wood spirit root. Can I absorb this pure water spirit?"
Wood spirit roots can only absorb wood spiritual energy, and he still understands this simple truth.
"Of course you can't actively absorb it, but you can passively receive it," Yiyi explained: "The water aura around the young lady is now actively poured into her body. As long as you stand in front of her, these auras will Come into your body.”
"The most important thing is," Yiyi couldn't hide the excitement in her voice: "For that young lady, water aura will solidify her spiritual roots. For you, water aura is the wood spirit that nourishes you. Roots, especially in this environment, have the best effect!”
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, she was surprised and happy!
He no longer hesitated, walked to Zhao Yue'er in one stride, and hugged her tightly.
The turning and rushing blue clouds instantly enveloped him...
