The dragon and phoenix trees grow without soil and are placed on the table.
With the naked eye, the roots of the dragon and phoenix tree are invisible.
"Roots are the source of life for a tree. This tree has no roots and no soil. How can it be nourished?"
Qingge is confused and puzzled.
It is said that the trees in the sacred forests of the Northern Qing Dynasty are inexhaustible, and the water of the Immortal River in the Southern Dream is inexhaustible.
Be it the Northern Qing Dynasty or the Southern Dream, they are all mythical existences to thousands of tribes, let alone Qing Ge who only exists in higher planes.
Qingge sat cross-legged, raised her hand to touch her chin, and looked down at the dragon and phoenix tree.
"If dragon and phoenix trees appear in the four stars, it means that there will also be dragon and phoenix trees in places other than Beiqing Shensen.
And the craftsmen who make dolls from sacred wood are not necessarily the craftsmen of the Northern Qing Dynasty."
He murmured softly to himself, thoughtfully.
At this moment, the purple moon flower on the left chest under the heart-protecting formation seemed to smell the faint fragrance of the dragon and phoenix sacred trees, and trembled accordingly.
Qingge frowned, and for some reason, she touched her chest with her hands and pressed it gently. After a while, the feeling of panic gradually disappeared.
Qingge held up the palm-sized dragon and phoenix tree in front of her eyes and observed it carefully, her beautiful eyebrows twisted tightly as if tied into a knot.
"The dragon and phoenix sacred tree of the Northern Qing Dynasty looks like a sycamore tree when its branches are in full bloom."
Qingge can't help but understand.
Senior Gu Long chuckled: "The Beiqing Sacred Tree is indeed eighty-nine similar to the sycamore, but the sycamore is just an ordinary tree, while the Beiqing Sacred Tree can transform into a dragon and phoenix, soar into the clouds and mist, save people from water and fire, and the power of the five elements of wood,
It can explode infinitely.
Therefore, the sacred tree is also the dragon and phoenix tree."
"Senior, do you mean that this tree can grow dragons and phoenixes?"
Qingge's eyes lit up.
"It stands to reason that this is indeed the case."
The ancient dragon's remnant soul said.
Qingge pursed her thin lips slightly and carefully put away the dragon and phoenix tree.
"Senior, what kind of fire can destroy the sacred tree?"
Qingge asks again.
"At least it must be the fire of the ancient dragon in your spiritual world."
Gulong Road.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and she had some concerns in her heart.
The Dragon and Phoenix Sacred Tree was really precious. After all, it came from Xiao Rufeng and his wife. Qing Ge used the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron to forge a long sword for the unborn child at night, and poured a lot of phantom power into it.
For cultivators in lower planes, it is a miracle to be able to obtain the power of stars in higher realms, and the power of phantoms in the long sword is enough to allow this sword to sweep across four-star weapons.
Qingge thought for a long time and decided to pluck out the last butt hair of the flame dragon, tie it with a red rope, and tie it to the hilt of the sword.
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon is particularly distressed. For the dragon clan, noble status does not depend on age, only bloodline.
The bloodline of the ancient fire dragon was obviously superior to his. Even if the flame dragon was still sleeping, the remnant soul of the ancient dragon did not dare to act recklessly and always maintained a heart of awe.
Who would have thought that the little girl plucking her hair so unscrupulously would make Senior Gu Long's heart bleed.
Not to mention the pain is unbearable, I'm afraid it has a psychological shadow.
If he hadn't known about the little girl's personality, Gu Long's remnant soul would have just walked away.
Qingge put the long sword in the gift box prepared by the maid Yinlan, "Send this to the Xiao Mansion, but make it clear that it is for the child in Mrs. Xiao's belly."
"yes."
Yinlan and Anu went to Xiao Mansion to present the sword.
Qingge put away the Wanjin Cauldron, stretched out, and walked to the bed. Looking at the sleeping little bun, the softest place in her heart seemed to be hit hard by something.
She sat on the edge of the bed and twisted the brocade quilt for Little Baozi. Little Baozi turned over and leaned in, singing softly and then fell asleep.
"Mom, Ye'er misses you so much."
Little Baozi's eyes were wide open, his crystal eyes looked at Qingge, and he got a little closer to Qingge.
"When Ye'er grows up, he will beat away all the bad guys who bully my mother."
Ye'er clenched her fists.
Qingge smiled and pinched the little bun's face: "Ye'er is the best."
The little bun grinned.
It was already dawn, and Little Baozi stayed in bed for a long time, then went to wash up, and then followed Qingge to the main hall.
A large family gathered around the sandalwood dining table, and only a few hot dishes were served. Jiu Ci took a bite with her hands before even picking up her chopsticks.
Ye Jingfeng frowned, looking like a strict father: "The elders are here, don't be too rude."
Yan Bingtong stared at Ye Jingfeng: "What's wrong with the child eating something?
Are there any fathers like you?"
Ye Qingtian groaned, blowing his beard and glaring: "Ci'er has been living outside for so many years. If you come back and have a bite of food, you still have to be punished, right?"
"Bitong, I told you a long time ago, you will suffer hardship if you follow him. You see, the child talks so much even when he is eating."
Grandpa sneered.
Ye Qingtian was sulky: "What are you talking about, stinky old woman? Jingfeng, this guy, also thinks that his etiquette is wrong. Since ancient times, filial sons who are both loyal and righteous have a loving mother and a strict father. How can this be called suffering?"
"Is this a strict father?
Those who didn’t know thought he was my stepfather.”
Grandpa turned his head and looked away, full of anger.
Ye Qingtian slapped the table and stood up, glaring at his grandfather angrily: "You are indeed the most poisonous woman, and only you can say such things."
"..." The two old men quarreled as soon as they met, and they could even quarrel over any trivial matter, causing everyone in the room to have a headache.
Jiu Ci swallowed the food in his mouth, with a dull look on his handsome face.
"Grandpa, grandpa, Ge'er is here."
Qingsha Yao held the child's hand and walked in with a smile.
Grandfather and Ye Qingtian calmed down for a long time. They both looked out the door and saw a little baby rushing into the main hall.
"Ye'er has met my grandparents and other elders."
The little bun is polite.
In an instant, Grandpa was elated, and Ye Qingtian was also beaming. The two of them rushed to the little bun, trying to be the first to hug the little bun.
The little bun said with a smile: "Grandpa and grandma, don't be anxious, come one by one."
Little Baozi said as he took out several big red gift boxes: "Grandma's complexion is poor, and grandpa often suffers from insomnia. This time Ye'er brought you two the Moyuan Herb, which is very effective."
The mother-in-laws of the three tribes knew that the little devil was suffering from insomnia every day, and after discussing with General Scarlet Beard and several ministers, they decided to search for the rare and precious magic abyss herbs.
Little Baozi thought of his grandma and grandpa from far away, and hid the magic abyss medicinal herbs. He hoped that grandpa would have a good sleep and grandma would look better.
Even Qingge didn't know that Xiaobaozi had prepared gifts for the two elders. When Qingge came in from outside, his eyes were wet and his throat was sore when he saw this scene.
This kid is so sensible that it makes people feel sad.
The second elder accepted the Moyuan herb, acting childishly like a child. Ye Qingtian asked: "Ye'er, do you want grandma to hold you, or do you want grandpa to hold you?"
The little bun is as small as a crystal bag, blinking his jewel-like eyes with thick eyelashes, staring at the two of them.
"I want grandpa to hold me."
Little Baozi grinned at Ye Qingtian.
The grandfather pursed his lips and said nothing, but Ye Qingtian was very happy: "Oh, you are indeed my good grandson."
After saying this, he glanced at the grandfather a few more times, expressing the word "provocative" vividly.