181. Chapter 181 Turning Grass into Soldiers--Spiritual Wood Technique
When Yue Jinghua showed her face, her eyes were slightly curved, and her snow-covered eyelashes were fluttering, like a white butterfly flapping its wings gracefully.
Seeing her smile and knowing that she didn't blame him, Yue Chen suddenly felt relieved despite his uneasy heart.
Snow was falling in the sky.
After a while, a layer of fluffy snow fell on Yue Jinghua's hair. Seeing the layer of snow, Yue Chen used her small hands to carefully pat it clean, shook off the fox fur on her body, and carefully covered it
on her head.
When Yue Jinghua saw him, he smiled, patted his side and motioned for Yue Chen to sit down.
The two of them sat side by side in the snow, the snowy wind whistling faintly in their ears, and Yue Chen's childish voice sounded intermittently.
"My spirit wood core is incomplete. When I was brought back by Yuenian, I only vaguely remember some memories of the underworld, where there are boundless forests and flowers. I can remember the appearance of my biological mother.
, and her cry for me to escape before she died, but I can’t remember the rest. Since I was a child, I have known that I have the special ability to control spiritual trees. Ye Zi is the only companion I have found over the years.
I found her in Youtan Palace, and I still remember that she was my childhood playmate. She told me that I come from a place called the Forest Underworld, where my own tribe, the Shuzhahua Mei tribe, lives."
Yue Chen doesn't seem to remember much about the past, and his memory is fragmented, with only some fragments. He only knows that he escaped from a temple. As for what harmed him, he doesn't remember.
Ye Zi also told Yue Chen that his body was a kind of sacred wood called Jiuquluan wood. Because the forest underworld was attacked by the rock demon world, the original patriarch's wife took him to escape from the forest underworld.
Whereabouts unknown.
It took Ye Zi more than ten years to find Canglong Continent and discover the whereabouts of his own people here.
"Ye Zi also said that the forest underworld is now in dire straits, and the people in the clan are waiting for me to go back," Yue Chen said here, and his glass bead-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist that looked like mist but not mist.
, "I don't want to go back."
Yue Chen only knows that he doesn't want to return to that strange forest underworld. His current family and the people he cares about are all in Canglong Continent.
"But you have to go back again," Yue Jinghua sighed softly, pulled off the fox fur, divided half of it and fell on Yue Chen's head.
The fox fur with the body temperature of a girl made Yue Chen stiff.
"Before a sapling grows into a towering tree, it has to go through a lot of hardships, maybe it's a bloody storm, or maybe it's a heavy snowstorm. You have the responsibility of being a sapling. If you don't go back, it's just a temporary escape. Even if
Now, you cannot bear this burden on your own shoulders. You must bear it, endure it, and grow until you can fight back to the underworld on your own and take back everything that belongs to you."
Yue Jinghua snorted the heater, her voice soft and soft, like a song from another world.
At this time, she seemed like a good teacher and helpful friend, and also like a loving mother who persuaded the prodigal son to turn back.
In Yue Chen's eyes, her ugly right face shone with an unstoppable light. In her chest, her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if something was overflowing from her heart.
He felt his throat was a little dry, and he had the urge to grab some ice and snow on the ground and stuff it into his mouth.
"But, you can't go back like this." The words in my ears suddenly changed, with a hint of laughter, and I received a firm slap on my cheek, "You are so weak now, go back
It will only bring shame to the Yue family. After a while, I will send you and your mother to Fontaine County, and when you get there, I will invite a martial artist to teach you kung fu."
"No," Yue Chen held Yue Jinghua's hand, "I want to follow you into the Black Beast Ridge. You promised me that you won't leave me behind next time."
Yue Chen has also heard a little bit about the Black Beast Ridge in the past few days. He has a delicate mind and guessed that Yue Jinghua wanted to send him and Lierou away first based on the words from the adults' mouths.
This child actually remembered his unintentional words so clearly the last time.
Yue Jinghua was funny and angry, so she slapped his hand away, "Bringing a baby to Xuan Beast Ridge and spreading the word will make other people laugh. Besides, Xuan Beast Ridge is not as good as Guandao. There are always
Fierce mysterious beasts may appear, and even I may not be able to protect myself."
"Don't look down on others. I'm not a baby. In my last life, I lived to be over three hundred years old." Yue Chen seemed to have been greatly humiliated. He stood up, his little hands clenched into fists, and his face turned red with annoyance.
For the Shu Chi Hua Mei clan, lifespans of tens of thousands of years are very rare and common, and more than three hundred years is actually just childhood.
So strictly speaking, Yue Chen is still a child who has not grown up. But compared to some children who are still acting coquettishly in the arms of their parents, he has experienced the most difficult life and death in practice.
"Oh, then, the respected young patriarch in front of me who is over 300 years old, tell me what you will do?" Yue Jinghua blinked.
"I may not be able to protect myself in other places, but in the forest, I have enough strength to protect myself," Yue Chen seemed eager to prove something, "Although I only have half of the spirit wood core left, I can use plants to defend myself.
Enemy attack..."
After he said that, he took out the jade tube that was hung around his neck when he was born.
I saw Jade Guan whimpering, and a clear sound echoed on the snowy field.
On the snowy field, on the northern conifer pine trees covered with pure white snow, the pine trees frozen into ice needles popped out several times, as if a general was giving orders in unison.
A vast burst of snowy air suddenly arose on the snow, as if more than a hundred archers were firing in unison.
"This is called turning grass into soldiers, but it's a pity that I only have half of the spirit wood core left, otherwise I could still turn wood into generals," Xiao Shota raised his head, full of arrogance.
There are two types of turning grass into soldiers. One is to turn the leaves, fruits and vines of trees into weapons as demonstrated just now, which can also hurt people. The other is to turn flowers and plants into soldiers and listen to their orders freely.
These two forms of turning grass into soldiers consume different spiritual energy.
The former one can be used five times a day, while the latter one can only be used once a day at most.
"Pah," a snowball hit him on the head, and he was stunned.
It is difficult for a sword that has not been exposed to blood to become a magic weapon, and it is difficult for a boy who has not experienced the cruelty of reality to transform into a strong man in the world.
"I'll take you with me, but you're responsible for convincing mother. I don't want to be nagged by her," Yue Jinghua laughed playfully, watching Yue Chen shake his head and shake the snow like a puppy, and clapped his hands.