Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 142 Dream?
He shook his folding fan lightly and muttered in a low voice, "Those guys have been urging me to take in an apprentice, why not just her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Buwan opened his eyes and was already awake, but her eyes were dull and not in a good state.

"Are you willing to cultivate immortality with me and climb the road together?"

Jiang Buwan asked, "What is the Dao?"

"Deep roots and solid roots, longevity and long-term vision."

She was silent for a long time, looking down at her intact hand, is this the magic trick?
"I don't want to live forever."

The young man was not surprised by Jiang Buwan's words. She was young and had a difficult life, so she probably didn't have much attachment to life anymore.

Jiang Buwan suddenly looked up at him, "I want all beings to be equal, and I want common people to live like individuals."

Instead of being killed at will like livestock.

The young man was taken aback, then smiled, "What you want is much harder than longevity."

Others practiced immortality only to gain the Tao for themselves, to travel across the universe, and live the same life as the sky, but she actually wanted to save sentient beings.

Xiang Zhihan stood aside, staring blankly at Jiang Buwan who was still young. It turned out that she had made great ambitions at such a young age.

He finally understood why she insisted on going to war with Yu Manman and the others even though she was born as a god and had a better and more comfortable choice, and even understood why she firmly believed that gods should not be emotional.

She came out of the suffering, saw the struggle and pain of all beings along the way, and kept them firmly in her heart, never changing.

After the young man finished speaking, he raised his hand and touched Jiang Buwan's forehead again, but this time he was not healing Jiang Buwan, but a white light flashed at the moment of his fingertips.

The blinding light made Xiang Zhihan close his eyes instinctively, and when he opened them again, his eyes were red hot.

The flowers on the branches are red like fire one after another.

Jiang Buwan looked at him worriedly, "Zhihan, are you alright?"

He looked at Jiang Buwan who was back to normal, a little dazed, "You...you came out?"

Jiang Buwan's eyes became more worried, "What did I come out? Didn't I come in with you?"

Xiang Zhihan asked, "Didn't you experience anything strange just now?"

Jiang Buwan shook his head, "No, I've been here since I came in. But you, after coming in, fainted on the ground."

Xiang Zhihan hurriedly asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Jiang Buwan thought about it and said, "It takes about a snap of a finger."

Xiang Zhihan bowed his head, it turned out that his big dream was just a flick of a finger in reality.

Jiang Buwan saw that something was wrong with him, and asked casually, "What happened?"

Xiang Zhihan thought for a while, but said nothing.

How did he tell him that he turned into a cat during his drowsiness, and stayed by her side when he was a child.

Or was it that what he saw was just a cage specially woven for him by the strange mirror using Jiang Buwan's memory?

As for why Jiang Buwan was not affected, it might be because she was much stronger than him.

"It's fine, let's go on." Seeing that Xiang Zhihan refused to speak, Jiang Buwan didn't continue to ask.

Red flowers can be seen on this island at any time, and there is a thick layer of red petals under the feet, as if entering the ocean of red flowers.

Jiang Buwan stretched out his hand to catch a falling red flower, as if feeling something, "I don't know what kind of flower this is? It's really blooming beautifully."

Xiang Zhihan's heart moved, and he couldn't help asking, "What kind of flowers does the god like?"

After he finished asking, he felt nervous and apprehensive, and he didn't know why he asked this question.

Jiang Buwan didn't take Xiang Zhihan's abnormality seriously, and said softly, "I like hyacinths."

Xiang Zhihan's heart tightened, and great ecstasy swept over him. He suppressed his excitement, "What kind of hyacinth?"

Jiang Buwan gave him a strange look, but still answered honestly, "Light blue hyacinth."

Xiang Zhihan tried his best to make himself look plain and normal, he said softly, "I like hyacinths too."

Xiang Zhihan wasn't sure if he had traveled through the past in that short moment just now, and it wasn't too late to accompany the young Jiang as a cat.

He looked at Jiang not too late, and really wanted to ask her, do you remember Xiaobai?

"It's here!" Jiang Buwan said, "This is the Ice Spirit Demon Soul Fruit."

Xiang Zhihan heard the reputation, and in front of them was a big tree that could cover the sky and the sun, and there were crystal clear fruits hanging on the tree.

He has never seen the Ice Spirit Devil Soul Fruit, but the fruit in front of him fits the name very well.

There were many devil soul fruits on the tree, but Jiang Buwan needed more.

Without any hesitation, she immediately waved her sleeves and collected all the fruits on the tree. Just now, the branches were covered with fruits, but in an instant, none of them disappeared.

If the people of the demon race knew that the ice spirit and demon soul they regarded as sacred objects disappeared overnight, they would probably go crazy.

So much, it should be enough.

Jiang Buwan looked at the mustard space full of fruits.

Xiang Zhihan saw that in an instant, only the leaves were left on the fruit of the tree, he swallowed, and asked, "Will the demons find out if we do this?"

If they pick one or two, it is basically harmless, and they may not be able to find it.

But this. .It's too obvious.

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Buwan smiled calmly, and she raised her hand to deliver the power of creation to the Demon Soul Tree. Her power of creation is not only effective for humans, but also for plants.

Catalyzed by the power of good fortune, the Devil Soul Tree soon became full of small crystal-clear fruits, which were only as big as a little finger at first, and then turned into small fists.

After these fruits matured, Jiang Buwan took them all into his bag, and then used the power of creation to regenerate a tree of fruits before he stopped.

Jiang Buwan smiled and said, "No problem now, let's go."

The Demon God who was far away in the Demon Palace had a premonition that there was something wrong with the Demon Soul Tree, so he woke up a demon and ordered, "Go to Chidao to see the Demon Soul Tree, and count whether the fruit on it is missing."

After Jiang Buwan and others left, the demon who was ordered to check the Demon Soul Tree arrived.

He stood under the tree and counted over and over again, scratching his head, how could he not count correctly?

It's not that there are fewer, but there are eight more fruits on the tree.

The Demon Soul Tree is the treasure of the Demon Race, and the fruit on it is even more sacred.

A total of 48 fruits were born in ten thousand years. Originally, there were [-] fruits on the tree, but now there are not fewer, but nine more.

The demon stood under the tree, confused. He licked his lips and greedily looked at the fruit on the tree.

It's too much anyway, so it's okay for him to eat one, right?
But he remembered the method of the demon god, after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

He didn't want to lose his life for a fruit.

"Master Demon God, I counted, and the fruit on the tree is not only not less, but also more."

"Too many?" Demon God squinted his eyes and thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I see."

(End of this chapter)