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Chapter 127: The Immortal Spring in the Valley

During the period when Zhang Ning detoxified the weapon in the Baoshou space, Qiankun Baoshou was packed and brought to a valley.

Here is misty, spiritual energy, red flowers as big as helmets are all over the mountains and valleys, flowers are showing off their beauty, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. A spiritual spring flows down from the gentle slope, and the water flows outlines the shape of a big tree.

There is only one variety of flowers in the valley - the big brick-red chrysanthemum. The leaves of the chrysanthemum are not slender petals, but are composed of countless tiny brick-red "little lychees".

All these flowers bloomed with wisdom.

They trembled with their flower crowns and chattered noisy, and looked at the flying demon moths: "Is it sweet, fragrant? I'm here~", "The fairy honey is the sweetest and most spiritual! What else can I ask for when I have a man~", "Taste sweetness, experience happiness~"...

These slogans that directly shouted rustic flavors are still low-key, and other flower monsters work harder - some are tangled with stems and leaves; some are swaying petals and dancing bohemian dances; some are shaking petals and singing "Dear, stretch your mouth, my nectar will definitely make you intoxicated..." Such a rustic love song; some are singing crowd cross talk and showing their eloquence...

There will be several demon moths watching next to these demon flowers in talent performances. The winning flower monster can be pollinated by demon moths...

But the flower demons were only attentive to the pollinator moths, and their attitude towards the demon moths and caterpillars who were about to lay eggs turned 180 degrees.

They changed their previous enthusiasm and enthusiasm, pretending to be weak and sick, and begging the demon moths that lay eggs on their leaves: "I am weak and sick, your baby will be malnourished, please change the place...", "Oh, my waist is broken, my waist is broken, hurry up and look for something else...", and even more, they would steal an empty egg shell and put it on their leaves and shouted: "The guests are full, the guests are full! Go somewhere else!"

Some demon flowers with "tenants" on the stems and leaves try their best to persuade caterpillars with amazing white hair and appetite: "My leaves are not big enough, go to the side~" "If you press them, go to the side..." The flower monster next to them, who has not been patronized by caterpillars, tried his best to shout: "Don't come over! Go eat her~" "I'll scream when I come over again! I'll scream! I'll scream~"

However, the monster moths and caterpillars who lay eggs were not threatened or bewitched by the flower demons at all, and they still did their own way.

But the demon flowers with insect pupae hanging on the stems and leaves would show off and erect and nag: "Oh, the stem is so tired~", "Oh, the pupa is moving inside, I feel it...", and twisted the stem thicker than Zhang Ning's thighs with a bit pretentiously and lamented delicately: "How many days will I come out, I can't hold on..."

It is a harmonious and prosperous scene.

What to do? He was captured in the other party's nest, so many demon moths... Is his detoxification pill enough?

"Please show up for the human race, and the messenger will lead you to see Lord Divine Tree." said the sound of nature.

At this time, the colorful powder barrier was already floating and hovering in front of the spiritual spring in the valley.

This tree outlined by the spiritual spring... looks like Ruomu!

The wood pattern formed by the water flow is revealed in the slightest detail - so fine that the leaf veins of each palm-shaped leaf and every texture of the trunk and branches. Moreover, its spiritual concentration has reached 100%, which is definitely the best among the best and can be called a fairy spring.

Could it be... the sacred tree is actually not a tree, but a fairy spring at a glance?!
Chapter completed!
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