The girl met his gaze and smiled with crooked eyebrows.
As immortal cultivators in the elven world, their longevity and growth themselves are very long.
Even if he does not enter the immortal realm, he is still much longer than the average human race.
Ever since she became sensible, the girl has blinked her eyes and said more than once, "How about we get out of here."
He remembered that the master just smiled and shook his head.
For those who cultivate immortality, fate is very important.
It is fate to meet this sweet flower, which is half a step away from immortality.
Don't give up the fate given by God, otherwise it will be harmful to your Taoist heart.
He also accepted Master's view.
So after the master left, the girl asked him with a smile if he wanted to leave, and he decisively chose to shake his head.
"If you want to leave and see other places, that's okay." This was his answer.
He didn't know what the master was thinking back then.
But in his heart, since there is only one drop of nectar of the flower of sweet wood, and it is his turn according to the order, then when it blooms one day, this nectar belongs to him.
All you have to do is stay under the bud for many years, raising your head and waiting for the nectar to fall.
This also means that nectar has no connection with girls.
So he felt that there was no need for the girl to accompany him.
If you want to leave, then leave.
There may be other reasons why the Ganmu tree is so big.
However, the girl just shook her head: "If I leave, there will be no one to accompany my senior brother."
Hearing these words made him feel warm in his heart.
But the girl then said: "What if one day, when my senior brother dies and the buds haven't bloomed yet, then it will be my turn."
He was so blocked that he couldn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was feeling.
It was so strange, that was all he could think.
Fortunately, the girl was only half-joking and had no intention of coveting the nectar.
Now that she decided to stay with him, she really did it.
Although the Ganmu Tree is big, they are not the only ones who can come here.
The immortal cultivators from the elven world who live in this tree move by relying on the branches and trunk.
Although the branches and trunks can be said to be endless, there are always other cultivators from the elven world who accidentally enter.
Visitors who know that there are sweet flowers here will inevitably have other thoughts.
So in fact, their lives are not absolutely peaceful.
Is there always an intruder and they need to fight.
The two of them came from the same lineage, and coupled with long years of practice, they can be said to be very strong.
There is no shortage of spiritual energy in the Ganmu Tree. The only trouble is the fairy fate.
Fortunately, there are other immortal cultivators coming, and you can get some immortality by killing them.
Lots of impurities, but better than nothing.
So the days here are either waiting or killing.
In fact, he didn't deliberately calculate how many years had passed.
When I first came here, the leaves under my feet were about ten feet in size. Now, they are probably hundreds or thousands of feet in size.
Very large, obscuring everything below.
And the flowers of Ganmu above the head are getting bigger and bigger.
The bud swings slightly, ready to bloom.
Their world consists only of the flower buds above their heads and the leaves beneath their feet.
Gradually, the sunlight stopped coming in, and the surrounding scenery became pitch black.
In a place like this, what two people, a man and a woman, do every day is wait.
Spend a lot of time waiting for that moment to blossom and the eternal life that follows.
Every time he was about to give up, he always comforted himself that after persisting for so long, he might be close to it.
Yes, just a little bit close.
That day he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had kept his head raised for many years. For those who cultivated immortals,
I will still be tired.
He moved his neck, turned to look at the girl and smiled: "Junior sister, maybe..."
He didn't finish the sentence.
Because only then did he realize that the girl not far away had a head full of silver hair.
They have a long life span, but it is not eternal.
In the process of pursuing eternity, they are gradually eroded by time and slowly grow old.
The girl she once was, although her face still looks young, her hair has turned white.
Immortal magic can maintain appearance, but it is not omnipotent.
Not only that, he also felt that the spiritual energy in the girl was gradually becoming thinner.
There is not much immortality left, the consciousness begins to weaken, and the soul and mind become turbid.
This is a sign of downfall and no one can stop it.
The only hope is the drop of nectar above the head.
But there is only one drop of nectar...
But for some reason, he smiled helplessly at this moment.
There is only one drop of nectar, but if I can save my junior sister and allow her to live forever, my years of waiting can be said to have been worth it.
On the contrary, if you get it, the price will be the death of your junior sister.
He suddenly felt that he was more afraid of loneliness than eternal life.
After so many years, without the companionship of his junior sister, he would definitely not be able to persevere.
After seeing my thoughts clearly, a stone seemed to fall to the ground in my heart.
He smiled: "Junior sister, come here."
The woman slowly came to him and sat down close to his arms, just like she did when she was a child.
The two of them have been like this for a long, long time.
The woman closed her eyes with satisfaction: "Brother, you are getting old too."
Old, this word should not exist in the world of immortal cultivators.
But for them, this is the truth.
Old, either for other reasons, just because of old age.
He stroked the woman's silver hair: "It doesn't matter, maybe it will bloom tomorrow.
When you drink the nectar, you can get through this difficulty. "
"But," the woman shook her head slightly, "I drank the nectar and gained eternal life, but my senior brother did not.
Without my senior brother, what's the point of my continued existence. "
He pursed his lips and could only force a smile: "It doesn't matter, after you drink the nectar, senior brother still has time, we can go see the outside world.
The tree of Ganmu is so big, there must be flowers of Ganmu. "
Although it is hard to come by, there is always hope, isn't it?
The woman sighed indifferently: "Brother, I don't need nectar.
The outside world doesn't matter to me anymore.
In this life, senior brother is my world. "
After saying this, she shrank her head and remained motionless.
But he was stunned.
He looked at himself and realized that he was indeed old.
The limbs began to show visible atrophy.
Looking inside the world, there are cracks everywhere in the Qizang Divine Mansion.
And Yuanshen is also getting old.
I don’t know when I became like this.
As for my own changes, my junior sister must have been watching them, year after year, day after day, endlessly.
Looking around again, everything was pitch black.
The leaves under my feet and the sweet flowers above my head are all just hazy outlines.
does it worth? He hesitated for the first time, which was a sign of Taoist instability.
However, after reaching this point, there is no possibility of turning back.
He hugged his junior sister, feeling her spiritual energy dissipate a little bit, and prayed for the day when the flower of Ganmu would bloom.
As the years passed, he felt that he had become numb.
When you want to take your head back, it is very difficult.
On this day, little bits of light suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes.
This change refreshed his spirit.
Then he smelled the flowers.
Yes, it was an unprecedented floral fragrance. Just inhaling this fragrance, he immediately felt that he seemed younger.
The soul, consciousness, etc. are all nourished.
He realized that this was the phenomenon of Ganmu flowers blooming.
Sure enough, the flower buds on the top of the head spread out a little.
With that, there's a follow-up.
As the petals bloom and the pollen falls, the area is filled with a strange fragrance.
Even the aura and immortality seemed to be getting stronger.
The appearance of the rare treasures from heaven and earth is truly extraordinary.
He smiled and looked down at the woman in his arms: "Junior sister, we finally waited until the flowers bloomed.
you……"
You will be immortal soon.
Unfortunately, this sentence remained in his mouth and was not spoken out.
Because the woman in her arms had closed her eyes and there was no movement.
The body also withered rapidly, and then starting from the end, it gradually turned into nothingness.
Just a little bit, she still fell one step ahead of him.
"This..." He smiled, "I cannot accept this result!"
He had obviously made up his mind to give up this drop of nectar, but why did he still end up like this?
He couldn't accept it, raised his head and roared: "Why!"
No one answered him, only the petals bloomed silently.
Little bits of light fell, allowing him to see very clearly that the girl in his arms slowly disappeared.
The existence that had accompanied him for countless years was finally gone.
The last particularly sweet aroma came, and he opened his mouth, and then felt a drop of something cold fall into his mouth.
It was obviously very sweet, but he couldn't taste it.
He finally got the nectar he wanted and gained eternal life.
When the nectar entered my mouth, my whole person changed.
The physical body, soul, and soul have all returned to what they were when they were young, impeccable.
But the hole in his heart could never be filled.
He stood up with the woman in his arms, and the girl's laughter echoed in his ears.
"Brother, why don't we leave here and see the outside world."
He couldn't remember how many times she said it.
She said it too many times, and later on, the girl gradually stopped saying it.
The two accepted the choice together.
Now that the flowers of Ganmu are blooming, he has achieved perfection.
He also succeeded in turning himself into a human being.
After getting what he had looked up to ask for, it was only then that he remembered to see the outside world.
So he hugged the woman and walked forward step by step until he reached the edge of the leaves.
Very big leaves and he walked around for a while.
But this period of time, for him, was the most exciting time in the past thousands of years.
Because he had expectations in his heart, because he wanted to give it a try according to her ideas.
He came to the edge of the leaves and looked down.
Seeing this, he immediately smiled again.
The leaves they are on are at a very high place, perhaps the top part of the Ganmu tree.
So he could basically see a large part of the Ganmu Tree clearly.
He saw countless sweetwood flowers, like dots of stars, scattered around the big tree.
Yes, there are countless sweet flowers.
Drink the nectar that can last forever, the sweet wood flower that gives birth to nectar, who told you that there is only one.
Who says it's rare?
who defines
Is it something that can only be found?
The reason why it turned out like this was just a cocoon of the immortal cultivators.
He could imagine that under every flower, there was a cultivator who looked exactly like him sitting cross-legged, raising his head year after year, waiting for the flower to bloom.
They always looked up, but no one thought to look down.
When Mingming first discovered it, the leaves under his feet were not big, and he only needed to walk a few steps to see the scene below.
But his master didn't do that, and he didn't do that either.
In their eyes, there are only the buds of the sweetwood flower above their heads.
Looking at the girl gradually disappearing in his arms, he couldn't help but wonder if the junior sister had already walked to the edge of the leaves and had a clear view of the scene below.
Then why, she never told herself.
She couldn't tell herself the answer.
If there is a next life...well! This was no longer possible for him.
Because he gained eternal life, there is no so-called next life.
The relationship between the two ended with her death.
Unless he also dies, this means that the cause and effect between the two people still has the possibility of continuity.
At this moment, after he gained eternal life, the first thing he thought of was death.
What a ridiculous idea!
He looked up at the sky: "I lost, I understand!
I want a quid pro quo! "
After saying this, a ray of light suddenly shot into the dark sky.
This ray of light shone directly on him.
Faintly, a faint laughter could be heard from the source of the light.
This laughter is filled with deep irony.
He thought that this was the smile of his inner demon, that he was in a daze.
Then he felt that his Qizang Palace was getting hot.
Looking down at the inner world, a ball of flame actually burned in the Qizang Divine Mansion.
It was the first time for him to see the flame, but as a cultivator, he could understand some things without having to explain them.
Calamity fire! And it is the ultimate calamity fire.
Since the beginning of the world, countless immortal cultivators have died due to lightning catastrophes, and some have also perished due to inner demons.
But this is indeed the first time I've seen Tribulation Fire.
Unexpectedly, this first time, it was me who was so honored.
Is this the answer that the laws of heaven give you?
The calamity fire started to burn, and soon spread to the entire Qizang Divine Mansion, as well as his own Nine Apertures magical power.
He watched helplessly as his soul fell into a large sea of fire.
But he was calm, and his soul didn't move at all.
His physical body also began to burn, but he couldn't feel any pain.
Instead, he felt a little excited in his heart.
That's fine, that's the exchange he wanted.
It is better to be reborn in the fire of calamity than to live forever.
Of course, he didn't know if there really was an afterlife.
But he was satisfied!
Seeing that he was about to turn into ashes, he finally lowered his head and looked at the world below.
It turns out that sometimes... there is a different world beneath our feet...
