The little kite slowly knelt down in front of its former home, which had only a few wooden piles left, and began to dig the soil on the ground.
Wei Ran and Wen Wan also came to help.
After the little kite finally buried the remains of his parents, Wei Ran found two stones, chopped them into two stone tablets, and wrote the names of the little kite's parents on them.
After placing the tombstone.
Wei Ran also thoughtfully took out the wine glass that he had accidentally collected for many years, took out the wine gourd that he carried around his waist, poured two full glasses of wine, and placed them in front of the tombstone.
Wenwan picked some wild fruits, found a usable plate among the broken rubble everywhere, put it in front of the tombstone.
The little kite first stood in front of her parents' tombstones, put her hands together and bowed, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
Wen Wan and Wei Ran stood aside and looked at her.
Wei Ran said slowly: "The deceased has passed away, and the spirit of heaven rests forever."
The little kite took a deep look at her parents' tombstones.
Then he gently took off the black raindrop-shaped pendant he wore around his neck.
She held the pendant in both hands and began to hum a song softly.
"Warm voice, whisper, nostalgia."
"Caressing, soft, mottled tree shadows."
"Listen to the sound of the wind and the whispers of love."
"Don't be afraid of wind, frost, or the crushing cold."
"The heartbeat is surging, the sound of the earth kissing the mountains and rivers."
"The haunting, concerted, melody of life."
"Look, listen, and miss the beauty of the world."
Following the clear and melodious singing of the little kite, the black raindrops in her palm began to gradually glow with white light.
At its peak, the light began to fade.
The white jade seed also revealed its original appearance at this time.
Finally, the little kite held the white jade seeds in her hands with both hands. She looked at her hands and slowly finished singing the song.
Then he stood up and walked to Wei Ran, handed over the white jade seeds, and said, "Brother Wei Ran, this is the white jade seeds you need."
Wei Ran didn't look at the little kite or pick up the white jade seeds in her hand.
Instead, he looked sharply towards a distant dense forest and said loudly: "Go away! Go back and tell Ta Tuole that I will come to him personally."
"Let him wash his neck and wait for me in Wanmuyuan!"
Wei Ran just finished speaking.
The surroundings fell into silence, and his echo slowly echoed in the quiet dense forest. Apart from the echo, there was no sound even of birds.
Wei Ran's voice really frightened Little Kite and Wen Wan, and they didn't realize there was anyone else around them at all.
Wen Wan immediately pulled out the green bamboo sword and protected Little Kite and Wei Ran behind her.
The little kite quickly held the white jade seeds in her hand, for fear of being snatched away.
This thing is of great importance and involves all living things in Hutou Peak. She knows it.
The little kite quickly took Wei Ran's hand, put the white jade seeds into his hand, and said, "Brother Wei Ran, please put this away, I'm afraid I'll lose it."
Wei Ran held Little Kite's hand and snorted coldly. He found that the person who was monitoring him had already escaped.
In fact, when Little Kite led Wei Ran and Wen Wan into the ruins of the Purple-tailed Kite tribe, Wei Ran discovered traces of that person, so he kept locking him with his spiritual thoughts to prevent him from taking action easily.
That person is not stupid, he knows that he will definitely die if he does it.
So I can only hide and peek in secret.
The reason why Wei Ran didn't kill him was to let him go back and report the news, so that Tuole, the guardian of the Blood Soul Sect, knew that he would go to Wanmuyuan to find him.
Now that the matter has come to this, let him confront him head-on if he can.
Wei Ran returned his gaze to the white jade seeds in his hand.
Next, the time for the decisive battle is coming.
Everyone will gather in the sealed place of the sacred forest - Wan Muyuan.
…
After the trip to the sacred forest was over, Li Chao found no trace of Liu Yuyan and the mysterious man who rescued Liu Yuyan.
Everyone returned to Zongmen Station.
Here, the little kite and the old lady of the locust tree recognized each other and reunited.
The little kite cried and told Grandma Huaishu about her revenge for her parents.
After everyone rested for a while.
Then he began to formulate a plan to go to Wanmuyuan.
Before that, Wei Ran discovered that Qian Duojin had disappeared.
But he is not important. The seal of the sacred tree is the most important right now.
Wan Muyuan.
There is a cliff in the northeast of Hutou Peak. The bottom of the cliff is not an endless dark abyss.
But a field of black trees.
These trees have no leaves, just bare roots.
Under the black trees is a gray-black land with no grass or flowers.
No matter it is spring, summer or autumn, there is always only one color here.
Except in winter it will be covered with a blanket of snow.
Under the leadership of Granny Huaishu, Wei Ran and the other two came to the bottom of this cliff.
The little kite walked in front, humming a little tune as he walked.
After a few days of ideological work, the little kite's mood gradually improved and she came out of sadness.
The spring breeze is blowing, and it is a scene full of vitality.
Wei Ran looked at the lifeless scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what had happened here.
The little kite stretched out its hand and pointed into the distance and said: "Through this dark wood forest, under the cliff in front is the sealed entrance."
Wen Wan asked: "Are there any monsters around here?"
The little kite shook his head and said: "No, there is nothing in this place except these black woods. I used to run around here to play."
Grandma Sophora Tree leaned on crutches and swung towards the distant black wood forest and said: "It is said that this is where the sacred tree grows. These black trees are the roots of the sacred tree. Later, after the sacred tree was sealed, these roots gradually began to grow. Wither, but the sacred trees will not die, and they will always exist. No matter how they are cut down, these withered black trees will still grow back."
Wei Ran said slowly: "Mother-in-law, thank you for your hard work."
Granny Huaishu is the only remaining member of the Humu clan who guards the seal.
As time goes by, the once strong and prosperous Humu clan is about to wither.
Grandma Huaishu chuckled and said: "This is the responsibility of our family. This is an important task passed down from our ancestors. Only the guardian tree can prove the meaning of our existence."
Wei Ran said: "Mother-in-law, we will always remember your contribution to Ziwu Mountain. If you have any needs, you can directly ask the sect."
Granny Huaishu snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to say this. Even if you give me the position of head of the sect, that old boy from Yuyang wouldn't dare not agree."
Wei Ran smiled, knowing that this was just a joke from Granny Huaishu.
Wei Ran took the lead in walking towards the seal and said, "Let's go, I feel it, they are waiting for us."
Grandma Huaishu said with a little worry: "You really don't need our help?"
Wei Ran said: "The next battle is no longer something you can participate in."
Granny Huaishu said: "Hmph, don't drive yourself crazy, otherwise what will happen if Yuyang comes to me for help?"
Wei Ran said with a smile: "Don't worry, mother-in-law."
