Priest Anemarrhena's expression cracked, and the thought of returning the product instantly arose. But of course this is impossible, the goods have already been handed over on the spot, and he has also placed a slave mark... By the way, a slave mark!
"Be honest, if you want Yuanjing coins, then do your best. Hurry up and keep up!" Priest Zhimu was perfunctory, and didn't take Shunan's request seriously at all.
When the tree boy heard that the priest had agreed, he happily followed.
People in Yincheng admire the temple but are not afraid. When they see Priest Zhimu walking by in priestly attire, most of them just simply say hello, and they don't care if Zhimu doesn't respond.
It was dark at this time, but the square was still very bright.
The tree man looked up and found that there was a two-meter-high straight tree growing at intervals in the square. There were leaves and flowers on the top of the tree. The leaves were as big as a palm, and the flowers were like fists. The yellow-white halo, the lighting effect is much better than the torch.
"Heh, this tree is really nice. It's a natural street lamp. When we go back, we must remember to carry a few." A sudden admiration sounded in my head.
"Mo?" The tree man also responded in his mind, and the whole person became excited.
"Be careful and try to stay here for a while. I feel that the energy here is extremely abundant, which is very good for you and me to recover from our injuries."
"Okay!" The tree man made a sound without paying attention.
Zhimu turned her head, "Who are you talking to?"
The tree boy lacked common sense, but his wisdom did not disappear. He pointed at Naoki and said in a daze, "It looks good."
"Haven't you seen it? It's a lamp tree, a gift from the Longevity Wood Clan to me in Yincheng a long time ago." Anzhi Mu suddenly coughed, her expression a little unnatural. There were gifts from the Longevity Wood clan planted everywhere in Yincheng, but in the end he got the half-breeds from other people as slaves.
The tree man didn't notice this, he was calling Mo in his mind, but Mo ignored him again.
"Hurry up, I will let you out if you do well in the future." Zhimu quickened her pace.
The tree boy also walked quickly, but this did not prevent him from looking around.
Perhaps because there are light sources at night, the various markets around the square are still very lively at this time, and singing, music and laughter can be heard from time to time.
But the square was very large, and there was not much noise when walking to the center. It became extremely quiet under the temple supported by twelve thick stone pillars, and many people were sitting quietly under the temple.
The tree boy looked up at the high temple, wondering how to get up there, but Priest Zhimu turned around and urged him again: "Hurry up, follow me closely."
Walking to the center below the temple, Priest Zhimu let out a deep chant.
The central floor opens to reveal a pool of water.
"Come in." Zhimu stepped into the pool first.
The tree man stared at the pool for a while, was dragged by Zhimu, and walked into the pool.
Strangely, their feet were floating on the water instead of stepping into the water.
Zhimu uttered another low chant.
As soon as the singing finished, the tree man heard something in a trance, and an invisible force suddenly surged up in the water in the pool under his feet, carrying them to the temple above.
The tree boy wasn't frightened, but he was curious, staring at his feet, trying to see what was holding them up.
A look of surprise flashed across Zhimu's face, and she was surprised by the calmness of the tree man. Usually, people who use the sound wave pool for the first time will be shocked. Few people can stand as firmly as the tree man.
"What level of fighter are you?" Zhimu couldn't help asking.
The tree man raised his head and looked at the ground of the temple above his head. There was a big hole emitting strange light patterns. If people kept staring at the spiral light pattern, they would quickly become dizzy. But the tree boy kept staring, and when he passed through the big hole, he felt a slight resistance.
"What is this?" The tree man asked curiously.
Zhimu thought that he didn't hear her question just now, and that the entrance and exit really needed to be explained, so she half-explained and half-warned: "This is the sound wave cave. Don't look at this cave as if there is nothing, but if it is not a temple Once the allowed person or thing tries to enter the temple through this sonic hole, the body and soul will be smashed immediately. Remember, without my permission in the future, you can’t leave the temple casually, even if you have the soul I left on your forehead Same goes for the mark, that only protects you from being killed, but doesn't let you through."
Sonic Cave. Tree Boy remembered a new term.
Passing through the sound wave cave is the first floor of the temple. The entire temple is built around the sound wave hole in the middle. There are no steps in the temple. If you want to go up and down the temple, you must pass through the sound wave hole in the middle.
There are exquisitely carved stone pillar railings around the Yinbo Cave. Behind the railings is a circle of streets. Behind the streets are the places where the priests and servants of the temple live and work.
The tree boy raised his head abruptly, and he felt what was calling him again, and this time it became very strong and clear.
That what is here!
At the same time, somewhere in the temple, a pair of black holes opened suddenly, but then there was a painful groan.
Priest Zhimu didn't notice the tree man's abnormality. He popularized common sense to the slaves: "The first to third floors are all god servants. The first floor is low-level, the second level is intermediate, and the third level is high-level. The fourth floor The above is the place of the priest, and I am on the fourth floor. You must not go up to the fifth floor without my permission, otherwise I will not be able to save you if you are killed."
The tree man came back to his senses and speculated: Priest Zhimu is probably a low-level priest? And the fifth floor is for middle-level priests, the sixth floor is for high-level priests, and the seventh floor and above are more powerful priests? What floor is that calling him
"How many floors are there in total?"
Zhimu answered casually, "Nine floors."
Mo sighed in his mind, "As expected of the Nine Universities Uptown, fortunately you are here, just to learn more, and make our Jiuyuan better in the future."
"Nine originals?"
"That's your tribe, my lord leader."
I'm the leader of a tribe? Some vague images flashed through the tree boy's mind, among which a simple and honest boy's face appeared repeatedly.
That's Mo, right? But who is that silver-haired old man
Zhimu was completely unaware that there was another spiritual body around her, and led the tree man directly up to the fourth floor, stepped over a specially made gap in the railing, walked across the street, and walked to a wooden door, "This is My residence, will you use your soul power? If so, leave your soul imprint here."
Zhimu pointed to a spot on the door.
The tree man didn't know how to use his soul power, but he still put his palm on it.
After a while, Zhimu pushed open the door, "It's done, your soul power is a bit weak, not yet level three, it seems that your own blood level will not exceed level four."
Zhimu felt that Shunan's divine blood ability was a bit low, but she felt relieved that he could still deal with level 4 wood control fighters.
Behind the door is a small world that the tree boy didn't expect.
Even Mo in his head let out a surprise.
As soon as you enter the door, there is a room like a restaurant. Most of the furniture in it is made of wood, and a small part is made of stone. On the left there is the kitchen, on the right there is a passage and several rooms.
The room is not dark, there is a large vase on the wooden dining table, and the flowers and leaves of the lamp tree are inserted in the vase, just like a desk lamp, illuminating the surroundings quite brightly.
What surprised Shunan and Mo was that there was a large plantation in front of the restaurant, and there were lamp trees in the plantation.
Zhimu led the tree man to the passage on the right, and pushed open the innermost wooden door, "You will live here from now on."
Of course, this is a very small room, only a bed, a simple wooden cabinet, and nothing else. But it also has a door connected to the plantation outside, if the door is open, the light is ok.
As if Zhimu couldn't wait, she asked the tree man to put his package in the servant's room, and was about to take him to the plantation.
But the tree man didn't put down the package, Zhimu smiled sarcastically, what kind of treasure was reluctant to put it down, but he didn't care what the slave brought, as long as it didn't harm him.
"Your main job will be here in the future." Zhimu pushed open the door of the servant's room leading to the plantation, and walked into the plantation. "Be careful, don't step on any herb."
The tree man bowed his head. There are paths in the plantation, so be careful not to step on the herbs.
Turning his head and looking to the right, this is probably the outer side of the temple. From where he was standing, he could see the west of the city. The lights and trees in the city were dotted like stars, and the neat stone houses and wooden buildings were so beautiful and dreamy.
"What are you looking at? Come here quickly! You will be the one to watch in the future." Zhimu was slightly angry, feeling that this slave was not very obedient.
The tree man wanted to stay in this temple, and he didn't care if his mother called him, so he quickened his pace and walked to him.
Zhimu gave him a hard look, "You'd better work hard, if you don't want to go hungry!"
Hungry is a big problem. The tree boy nodded seriously, expressing that he would be very diligent.
Anemarrhena calmed down slightly, and pointed to a plant under her feet, "Let me see your ability, ripen this herb, and I want to get its seeds."
The tree boy looked down and held out a finger.
"What do you mean?" Zhimu looked at the slender fingers stretched out in front of her, but didn't understand.
"A Yuanjing coin."
Zhimu, "..."
The tree man looked at him firmly, and told the other party with a clear expression on his face: no work without Yuanjing coins.
Zhimu was furious, "Do you know that you are my slave?! Do you want me to punish you?"
The tree boy still looked at him firmly.
Zhimu inhaled, and immediately activated the soul imprint to punish the tree man.
One penalty, no response. Punish again, still no response.
How is this going? His soul imprint is still there, he can feel it!
"He's punishing you." Mo's voice seemed a little weak, "I can't hold on any longer, beat him up!"
Suddenly, an inexplicable joy and sorrow surged in the tree man's heart. He thought he was protecting Mo, but in fact, Mo had been protecting him.
The tree boy knelt down and touched the herbs.
Zhimu thought that the punishment would work, and said with a sneer, "What a bitch, I told you to work hard and refused to do it, so I insisted on punishing you."
But before the last word was finished, Zhimu suddenly screamed, "Ah! What did you do! What did you do!"
The tree man stood up, holding the herb in his hand, and he actually pulled the herb out of the soil.
Zhimu was furious instantly, "I want to punish you! You despicable, shameless, lazy and slippery slave! I want to let you know the price of doing stupid things!"
"boom!"
Zhimu let out a cry of pain, leaned back, stepped back several steps, and covered her nose with her hand.
"You, how dare you?!" Zhimu's face was full of disbelief, and nosebleeds dripped down his fingers.
The most unlucky thing is that he stepped on several herbs during the retreat.
The tree boy slowly withdrew his huge fist. Mo said, to beat him.
"The slave mark doesn't work for you?" The poor Priest Zhimu finally came to his senses.
"For work, I need to give Yuanjing coins." After thinking about it, the tree boy added: "I also need to feed me."
your mother! I want to return it!
Priest Zhimu hated him so much, the damned slave trader lied to him! No wonder there is such a good product that is not auctioned publicly, but looking for him alone, there is something wrong with this product! The slave trader must know!
Nafei, he remembered this person. He knew that this person was backed by other priests and nobles, so he couldn't move him now, just wait until the day he was promoted to high priest, he would definitely take back all the humiliation and aggrieved he suffered today.
"If I give you Yuanjing coins, will you be willing to work?" Zhimu held her nose and thought aggrievedly, no matter what, let's get through this competition first. Since this treant hybrid is willing to work as long as he has Yuanjing coins, then he will give him Yuanjing coins, and after this competition... hum!
Tree Boy nodded.
Zhimu took out a skin pouch and poured out several first-class Yuanjing coins, "Here, restore the plant in your hand and the few plants that I stepped on. The one in your hand is called Kochia chinensis. want its fruit."
"Kochia chinensis, the fruit period is from August to October, and the dried fruit has anti-allergic and antibacterial effects." Silently popularized science in the tree man's mind, "Get it for him, the herbs in this plantation are good, you collect them secretly A little seed or something."
The tree man took the Yuanjing coin and looked at it, shook his head, and refused to do it.
"What do you mean?" Zhimu was really about to collapse, "I've already given you Yuanjing coins, what else do you want?"
"It's not like that."
"What's not like this?" Anzhi Mu was so confused that she even forgot to wipe off the nosebleed.
The tree man held up the Yuanjing coin and said seriously: "You gave Nafei not this kind, I want that kind of Yuanjing coin."
Zhimu's expression has cracked to the point where she can no longer crack, "Your mother! Do you know what level of Yuanjing coin it is? You want a level 6 Yuanjing coin just because you plant a herb for me?!"
Are there a lot of Level 6 Yuanjing coins? The tree boy didn't understand.
Mo laughed loudly in his mind, "Ah Zhan, don't be so cruel, it's just a Kochia scoliosis, it's not a rare herb, and it won't cost you much energy to ripen it, just charge him a second-level Yuanjing coin." .Others, I'll help you look."
Shunan took the initiative to lower the price, saying that a second-level Yuanjing coin would be enough.
Zhimu gritted her teeth, wiped away the blood from her nose, and finally took out a second-level Yuanjing coin to let the tree man ripen the Kochiazi.
The other herbs that were trampled on were very common. This time, the tree man was very generous and only received a first-level Yuanjing coin for one plant.
Zhimu sees that although the tree-man hybrid is not controlled by the slave mark, the ability to control the growth of those plants is really nothing to say. If it wants to bloom, it will bloom, and if it wants to bear fruit, it will bear fruit. If you want tender shoots, give tender shoots, for the sake of this unique skill , he also forced himself to endure it first.
Thus, the wonderful life of the tree boy Azhan planting herbs in the Yincheng Temple to earn Yuanjing coins kicked off.