Reborn as a tree

Chapter 321 Flowering

In fact, He Jiu's estimation was not wrong.

Although these cursed powers are pure, they are only cursed powers, and their quality cannot be compared with the life and death energy in the core of the tree of life and death.

However, He Jiu forgot one thing, that is, he suppressed the core of the tree of life and death too hard on weekdays!

In order to avoid random germination, flowering and fruiting, He Jiu suppressed the core of the tree of life and death almost all the time.

At this moment, He Jiu finally fell into a deep sleep.

The core of the tree of life and death suddenly spun wildly like a wild dog that had run loose.

Vitality and death qi mixed and circulated throughout the tree.

The curse power in He Jiu's body was almost powerless against the wild dog-like tree core.

In just a moment, all the power of the curse was integrated into the power of life and death.

After these powers of life and death devoured the power of the curse, they did not leave the consciousness in He Jiu's body at all.

Instead, it rushed all the way to the top of his head along the passage in the tree.

Wherever the vitality passed by, countless buds sprouted from He Jiu's huge tree stump.

After each branch was nourished with vitality, it also grew rapidly as if it had encountered a second spring.

This stream of vitality didn't stop at all, rushing along He Jiu's trunk all the way to the top of his head.

With the influx of vitality, He Jiu's trunk also began to grow.

However, as the vitality is gradually consumed, the dead energy mixed with the vitality is gradually highlighted.

Under the instinctive control of the tree core of life and death, the dead energy did not damage He Jiu's tree body, but frantically surged to the top.

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black flower bud grew on top of He Jiu's head.

With the continuous influx of death energy and curse power, the originally small flower buds rapidly swelled up.

Just a moment later, the dark petals were faintly divided into layers.

"Squeak?"

Lei Chong had never seen He Jiu blossom.

Although He Jiu's flower was extremely dark and didn't look delicious at all, it still attracted Lei Chong's attention.

The little guy tiptoed to the flower bone and began to observe curiously.

"Chirp?"

Thunderworm's movements quickly attracted the attention of Preserved Egg.

After it barked, it also brought its head closer.

Just as the two little guys were researching whether this thing could be eaten, the dark petals slowly opened.

At the same time, an indescribable stench emitted.

Thunderworm and Preserved Dan, who were unprepared, were immediately sprayed all over their faces by the stench.

"Squeak???"

This situation was completely beyond Lei Chong's expectations.

For a while, Lei Chong only felt dizzy and his limbs were weak.

After the little guy uttered a cry of surprise, he fell down with a 'click', and fell on He Jiu's tree stump in all directions.

And before the Thunderworm fell, the preserved egg had already fallen without saying a word.

Seeing this, He Tianliang, who had been observing not far away, drew his claws again and again.

Thanks to the quick response of the old man, he finally released a transparent mask around his body before the stench filled the air.

After He Tianliang breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered the Shenmu City below.

Startled in his heart, his claws drew together again.

A moment later, a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing from the direction of Shenmu City all the way to the depths of the forest.

Although the old man responded in a timely manner, there was still a faint stench pervading in Shenmu City.

In Shenmu City, the group with the weakest physique suddenly felt dizzy.

Many people even vomited directly.

The old man who was dealing with the internal affairs of the city also heard the smell. Fortunately, after He Jiu's transformation, his strength has been good, and he has withstood the attack of the stench.

'Master Mushen, is something wrong again? '

The old man who has been tempered for a long time can already deal with He Jiu's various moths with a normal heart.

Although the situation this time was rather strange, he still calmly finished what he was about to say before summoning the heads of various departments in the city.

In Shenmu City, Qin Moya and Xiao Duye were also alarmed by the stench.

After sniffing vigorously, Qin Moya said in surprise, "This is the breath of death..."

Although this aura was already extremely weak, Qin Moya still felt that it was a bit unusual.

He immediately found the old man and said, "What happened?"

After seeing Qin Moya, Old Kanzi smiled lightly and said, "Oh, this is a normal phenomenon, and it will pass in a while, Mr. Qin, don't worry."

'You call the spread of dead air a normal phenomenon? '

Qin Moya almost thought he heard it wrong.

This kind of pure death energy is the only one he has ever seen in his life, and even some undead magic he has seen is incomparable.

Qin Moya never imagined that the old man would call these things normal.

However, after he turned his head to look at Shenmu City, he hesitated.

Because Shenmu City was still peaceful, the people in the city didn't seem to care about this deadly death at all.

'Is this... really normal? '

For a moment, Qin Moya only felt that the worldview he had accumulated for decades was about to collapse.

Although the old Kanzi couldn't hear Qin Moya's heartfelt thoughts, he roughly guessed Qin Moya's thoughts by looking at his expression.

He really wanted to say, 'The city under the radiance of the wood god is so magical'.

But the old man thought about it, and felt that this sentence might damage the image of Mushen, so he just smiled at Qin Moya, and then continued to order the supervisors of various departments.

Such a calm old man made Qin Moya more and more confused.

Just as Qin Moya was messed up in the faint stench, the rotten flower on the top of He Jiushu changed again.

As soon as it bloomed, it gave birth to an inexplicable traction.

In the treasury, the three remaining drops of depraved divine power were pulled by this force and slowly floated towards the rotten flower.

After a while, the three drops of fallen divine power merged into the fallen flower.

However, this fallen flower still felt dissatisfied, and began to absorb the power in He Jiu's body.

Those obsessions entrenched in He Jiu's spiritual consciousness were drawn by this force one after another and merged into this rancid flower.

With the departure of these obsessions, He Jiu's originally tense branches relaxed one after another.

Although the obsession in the spiritual consciousness dissipated, He Jiu still didn't wake up.

His spiritual consciousness was first calcined by Samson, then calcined by himself, and then he gave Nan Bowan a new blood, which was extremely exhausting.

If it weren't for He Jiu's deep foundation, he might have hurt his foundation long ago.

After He Jiu swayed the branches comfortably for a while, he continued to sleep.

While he was in a deep sleep, the rotten flowers on his head seemed not to be full, and he focused on the only spirit body nearby——Nan Bowan.

(End of this chapter)