I hugged him from behind and said, "So what? There is always a way. Even if we have traveled through the three thousand great thousand worlds and the three thousand small thousand worlds, we will always find a way."
Dongyue raised his hand, held mine lightly, and said, "No matter what, let's get rid of Congji first. This cancer must not be allowed to live again."
Dongyue nodded slowly.
After a long day and night of flying, we finally arrived at the legendary Fusang Island.
Fusang Island is an island located in the extreme east of the heaven. There is only one towering tree on the island, which is the famous Fusang tree.
As early as in "Songs of Chu · Nine Songs · Dongjun", this tree was mentioned, and "Shan Hai Jing · Overseas East Classic" also mentioned that this tree is the place where the sun was born.
This is a sacred tree that has existed since ancient times. It can be traced back to the time when Pangu created the world, and it is much older than the Emperor of Heaven.
This is the first time I have seen the legendary hibiscus tree with my own eyes. It is towering, with countless branches stretching out in all directions.
However, it has no leaves.
Looking from a distance, one can only see countless branches, which look like they are dead. In fact, it is very vigorous. I am afraid that it will not die until the day this small thousand world perishes.
We came under the tree, and its trunk was so big, it was as big as a skyscraper.
I was about to reach out and touch the trunk, but Dongyue stopped me. He picked up a stone and threw it on the trunk. The stone burned all of a sudden, and quickly turned into a pile of sand.
"This is the sacred tree where the sun was born." He said, "You are still a mortal body, and you cannot touch it, otherwise you will be burned into coke in an instant like that stone."
I was startled, filled with awe, and wanted to use my spiritual sense to scan the tree for flowers, but found that my spiritual sense seemed to be suppressed, and I couldn't stretch it out at all.
"Let me do it." Dongyue said, "Your cultivation base is too low, and you are suppressed by the power of the sacred tree."
He scanned the tree with his divine sense, and I asked expectantly, "How is it?"
He silently shook his head.
In fact, I understand in my heart that the hibiscus tree has not bloomed for millions of years, so how could it flower inexplicably for us
The rise and fall of the Three Realms has no meaning at all in the eyes of the Divine Tree. Even if the Three Realms perish, it still stands here, waiting for the emergence of the next era.
I seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "I have a way!"
Dongyue asked: "What way?"
I took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag and said, "This is the universe mirror, which can speed up the growth of plants. I don't know if it is effective for hibiscus trees?"
Dongyue asked in surprise: "Where did you get this fetish?"
I said, "It's just a coincidence."
Dongyue took a closer look at the mirror and said, "This universe mirror is not something from our world, but from another world, but I don't know where it came from. Maybe... it's really useful. "
I pinched a formula, pointed the mirror at the hibiscus tree, then pinched a formula, pointed at the mirror, and the mirror immediately emitted a radiant light, hitting the hibiscus tree.
However, the hibiscus tree didn't respond at all.
Time passed by every minute and every second. It is reasonable to say that hundreds of years should have passed, but the hibiscus tree still has not changed at all.
Could it be... the universe mirror is useless to hibiscus trees
"No, it works." Dongyue said, "Look at that tree scar."
I took a closer look, and there was a scar on the trunk, which seemed a little bigger than before
"Even after thousands of years, the hibiscus tree has changed very little, so it looks like it hasn't changed." Dongyue said, "But if you look closely at the lines on the trunk, it has changed."
I nodded and continued to wait.
Time passed by every minute and every second. We waited under the tree for three days and three nights. It seemed that the five-day deadline was coming, but the hibiscus tree still hadn't bloomed, and my heart gradually became restless.
The mortal world doesn't know what's going on, and how many people died in the plague. If we can't take back the hibiscus flowers, the mortal world will be over.
At this moment, a voice came from behind, saying: "Don't waste your time, the hibiscus tree won't bloom."
Both of us were startled. Turning around, we saw a man with a wine gourd on his back, with a soft face, lying on a cloud of white mist, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol.
Dongyue looked him up and down, and said, "Your Excellency?"
"Me? I'm just a nobody, and I can't get into the eyes of the emperor." The young alcoholic took the wine gourd from his back, poured it into his mouth, took a few sips, and belched contentedly.
I asked: "How do you know that the hibiscus tree will not bloom?"
The drunkard chuckled twice and said, "Because the hibiscus tree doesn't want to bloom, if it doesn't want to, you force it to bloom, will it be happy?"
I was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then what does the hibiscus tree want to bloom?"
The drunkard took another sip of wine, shook his head and said, "It won't bloom anyway, you guys go."
After all, he turned around and flew towards the distance in the clouds and mist.
Dongyue and I looked at each other and said, "Oh, forget it, let's drink some wine, eat some side dishes, and take a rest, this is not in vain."
After finishing speaking, he took out a jar of wine, patted the clay, and a strong fragrance wafted out, and the whole world seemed to be intoxicated by the fragrance of the wine.
Suddenly there was a blur in front of his eyes, the young man came back again, sniffed, and said: "Very fragrant wine."
I poured out two glasses, one with Dongyue, the wine entered my throat, it was mellow and sweet, and we both showed satisfied expressions.
The young man seemed to be addicted to alcohol, scratching his ears and cheeks with an itchy heart, and said, "Give me a drink too."
Dongyue said indifferently: "We don't even know your name. If we don't know your name, we are not friends. How can we drink together?"
Just as I was talking, I poured him another glass, and he drank it down. The young man said anxiously, "How can you drink such a good wine? You should taste it carefully."
You and I have a glass, and we will soon finish the jar of wine. The young man said anxiously: "How about this, you give me a drink, and I will tell you how to make the hibiscus tree bloom!"
We were overjoyed and turned our heads to ask, "Really?"
"Of course it's true," he said.
I shook my head and said, "I don't believe it, you are not a hibiscus tree, how can you know how to make it bloom?"
"You don't believe it?" The young man snorted coldly, and said very unconvinced, "I'll let you see it today."
He pointed, and a flower bud grew on the hibiscus tree.
Dongyue cupped his hands towards him and said, "I've seen the Fusang Tree God."
The Fusang Tree God snorted through his nose and said, "You know I'm the Fusang Tree God, why don't you hurry up and serve me the wine!"
I quickly poured him a glass of wine, and he picked it up and took a sip, immediately showing a contented and delighted smile.
"Good wine! It's really good wine!" He said, "I have tasted hundreds of wines in the world over the years, whether it is the peach blossom fairy wine from Yaochi or the monkey wine in the mortal world, I have tasted them all, but I have never tasted them. So delicious. What kind of wine is this?"
I said: "Back to the seniors, this wine is brewed with materials from another world and several precious spiritual plants from the underworld. That other world is a civilization of cultivating immortals, so there are countless precious spiritual plants. I It took a long time to carefully select and ponder over the recipe to make this jar of wine, and there will be no more."
The Fusang tree god wrapped the wine in his mouth and tasted it carefully. We drank a few glasses together, and he said: "Since you are here for the hibiscus flowers, why don't you ask me to let the flowers bloom?"
Dongyue said: "Since Senior Tree God is willing to show up to meet us, he has agreed to our request. We only need to thank Senior."
The Fusang Tree God glanced at him and said, "You are the only one who is smart! I just don't want it to bloom!"
I quickly said: "Senior, don't be angry with him, he can't talk. Come, come, drink."
He drank another cup, I looked at his face, and said: "Senior, the virus is raging in the mortal world, the balance of the three realms is broken, and the people are dying. Please, senior, take pity on the life, give us a flower, and let us save the world In water and fire."
After all, I bowed deeply to him, and he nodded and said, "This is the correct attitude."
He touched his chin and continued, "It's not impossible to ask me to help you."
We were overjoyed, and quickly said: "Senior, just say whatever you want, as long as we can do it, we will do it."
He looked at the two of us and said, "My request is not difficult." He looked at Dongyue and said, "You are Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, right?"
Dongyue said: "Exactly."
Fusang tree god said: "With your strength, you can break the void and go to other great worlds."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and countless branches broke off from the tree, flew down, and landed in front of us.
"I can give you hibiscus flowers, but you have to take the branches to other worlds and plant the branches," he said.
I was a little puzzled, and said, "Why?"
He gave me a blank look, and said: "You humans still know the principle of having more children, more blessings. Why, we are not allowed to have more children and grandchildren for our hibiscus tree?"
I smiled awkwardly.
He drank another glass of wine and said: "After many years, my body will encounter a catastrophe. These branches are my avatars. If there are living ones in other worlds, I can be reborn in that world." .”
He looked at us and said, "I want you to swear to your heart demons that you must plant all these branches, otherwise your Dao heart will be damaged, your cultivation base will fall, and you will die without a place to die."
I was a little anxious, and said: "But he is the emperor of Dongyue, and he wants to manage the underworld. Although my cultivation level is low now, when I reach Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, I will make this poisonous oath."
Fusang Shushen sneered, and said, "Who knows if you can reach that level? I never invest in potential stocks, and I'm still a potential stock with no clear future." (To be continued)