When she walked into the room, she was no longer as charming as she used to be. The emotional contrast between happiness and sadness was really a great devastation to a woman like her who cares about other people's opinions!
Mr. Lou held her hand and sighed in his heart, the monk really should not interfere in the lives of ordinary people, just like the ordinary lady, the actual life situation has not changed much after he intervened in the life, and he was surprised and happy, all at once.
For someone with a relatively sensitive personality like her, this is an excessive overdraft of life.
Human beings are a magical race, they are both tough and fragile. Relatively speaking, if they continue to suffer, life will be like the weeds on the roadside, tenacious and unyielding. It is not bad to be happy all the time, but the mistake is that life experiences ups and downs.
Although Mr. Lou already cares about this aspect, he still cannot control the woman's mental fluctuations. She almost always lives in two states, very happy and very worried...and she is not a very strong person.
"I've told you, why do you have to destroy yourself like this?
The only value of that mother plant is its symbolic meaning. It no longer has any practical significance since the first successful transplantation.
Its spirit and breath spread out with the transplant, becoming thousands of it's, all brand new!
Keeping it is a kind of commemoration for me, not just how noble the bloodline is when it is transplanted from the mother plant..."
It took him a long time to persuade the woman, but he still hadn't fully persuaded her, and she was still unhappy. This is the difference between cultivators and ordinary people. They will never have the freedom and ease that they have developed through years of practice, and he can't blame them. Their lives are too short.
Next, we can only not give up every precious thing around us.
Then I came to the stone outside the house. The originally solid stone was now broken into several pieces, and it was so miserable that it was torn apart.
It's a bit wishful thinking to hope that the rhizome that was originally left in the stone will sprout again. It's been almost half a year. Madam Fan has tried countless methods without success, let alone his second-hand sword?
Sitting next to the stone and lost in thought, this made several Taoists who were following from a distance feel a little uneasy. They also realized that the significance of this mother plant to the Immortal was a bit unusual? Unfortunately, they really didn't know anything at the time.
There is no way to protect it.
Mr. Lou was briefly devastated when he first heard the news that the mother plant had been destroyed! At this point, his mission to Splendid World had completely failed. Not only did the person he was protecting die, but he was still unable to leave. It was a complete disaster.
Everything was planned well, how could things develop to this point? He didn't understand a little! But as an old cultivator's soul, such a blow was not enough to affect him!
Then, in the process of persuading the woman, he talked some sensational nonsense and rambled on. He didn't know whether he persuaded the woman or not, but the funny thing was, he succeeded in persuading himself!
Yes! Is the anesthetic master dead? Not necessarily? A piece of fairy grass always has the instinct to protect itself. Even if no one protects it, it can be so easily crushed into grass pulp by stones? Why do you think it is absurd?
Qishilan has a chance to escape! Not when the stone is rolling, but when he and Mrs. Fan never stop transplanting the mother plant! The only difference is that the time interval between their transplants is getting longer and longer!
He found a woman again and looked very happy, "Madam, how many times have we transplanted that mother plant? What changes have occurred during the period?"
The woman looked at him timidly, "Excluding the first failure, there have been a total of thirteen transplants in four years!
Changes? Well, these thirteen times were basically transplanted in the first two or three years, because during this period its vitality was very strong; it has not been transplanted since the end of the third year, not because of my body, but because of
The mother plant no longer sprouts new shoots! I was afraid of affecting its roots, so I stopped transplanting it. This situation has lasted for more than a year!"
Mr. Lou picked up the woman and kissed her, "It's okay, the mother plant is not dead! Madam, you don't have to blame yourself. You have been out for more than half a year, and you have to graft at night. Eat something to save your energy from keeping up.
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As I walked out of the room, my mood began to brighten.
For practitioners, a very important factor that supports their practice is that they must learn to suggest themselves in reverse!
You should be alert when things are going smoothly. Are you going too smoothly? Are there any traps? Is there anything else that needs to be considered more carefully?
You should cheer for yourself in the face of adversity and difficulty! Maybe all this is not as bad as it seems? When God closes the door, he must open the window?
He is not sure that the strange stone orchid is not dead! But if it no longer blooms new buds in the past year, it can only mean that its vitality is overstretched!
Because of too many transplants?
So, the actual situation may be that the anesthesiologist may have been removed from the mother plant long ago due to frequent transplants?
Or, maybe they were living a good life, but they were used by the two of them in the name of breeding and promotion, and they were used as breeding pigs and were exhausted to death?
The only unlikely thing is that he was stoned to death?
When the anesthetic master was reincarnated, his aura was still vaguely traceable. Lou Xiaoyi followed this aura and fell down; but as it grew and developed, the aura became weaker and weaker, and in the end it was no different from other mortal grasses.
, but now that we have seen it, we can determine which mother plant it is.
But Lou Xiaoyi's carelessness is that he no longer identifies an anesthetic master through his breath, but his eyes! Of course, with his cultivation ability sealed, his perception cannot be the same as when he was a monk.
But the fact that this caused was that he actually didn’t know whether the later mother plant was still an anesthetic master? Or, in other words, where was the real anesthetic master divided?
Without qi induction, the whole process cannot be reversed! The mother plant alone was transplanted thirteen times, and then these branches were transplanted again. After several years, the number has reached an unknown number of square meters of thirteen. How can it be reversed?
Check? It’s completely unfeasible!
With this promotion, Mr. Lou found that he might have lost the promotion of anesthesia pharmacists?
A process that leaves people speechless!
There is a glimmer of hope, that is, the anesthetic herb is hidden among hundreds of thousands of orchids. In the future, there may be millions, tens of millions?
You are just causing trouble for yourself!
Things have developed to this point and are on the verge of getting out of control! He can only think this way and maintain this little bit of hope!
He doesn't want to give up. In fact, he can't give up because he can't leave. What is this?
If the grass jelly is really still there, what he needs to consider now is, should he release it? Or should he continue to track it?
