It seemed that those memories were very far away from Laoshu. He thought for a long time before he remembered, "Your Majesty, he wants to travel outside and see what humans and monsters look like."
"and after?"
“Later, His Majesty came back and said that there were too many evil thoughts in the world.
He decided to use his true body as a container to carry all the evil in the world.
Later, he never came back..." The old tree seemed to have been lonely for too long, and Yun Qingyan had the aura of intimacy with him, so he didn't hide it at all.
Use yourself as a container to carry evil thoughts
Yun Qingyan heard this idea for the first time.
Her face looked a little unclear.
Human nature is complex, just like shadows will inevitably appear under light. Light and darkness, good and evil, are both opposites and symbiotic in themselves.
The old tree's narration reminded her of the Holy Father... Although this idea was correct, it was too idealistic.
Evil thoughts will continue to arise, how can it be absorbed completely
The spirit of the holy lotus absorbs the negative emotions in the world every day, and is filled with despair, greed, and dark emotions. No matter how pure it is, there is no guarantee that it will not be contaminated by those negative emotions.
Yun Qingyan didn't notice that when he heard Laoshu's words, the deep eyes of Di Jiuque beside him gradually turned dark.
"What does your Majesty look like?" Yun Qingyan continued to ask, "Is there any way to identify him?"
Yun Qingyan decided to ask. If he happened to meet him, he would send a message to Laoshu. If he didn't meet him...
Yun Qingyan felt that there was a high probability that he would never meet again. Based on the age of the old tree, their majesty should have been gone for a long time. He had been absorbing evil thoughts for so many years, and he would be crazy even if he died...
"Your Majesty, he..." I don't know if the old tree's intelligence was also fading. He thought about it for a long time without thinking about it.
The figure in the memory is very blurry, and the whole body is shrouded in a soft light.
"I do not remember."
Yun Qingyan: "Then what is your Majesty's name?"
"Our spiritual beings have no names."
Yun Qingyan said: "..." If you don't know the appearance or the name, how can you find someone in a huge crowd of people? Isn't this too difficult
She took a deep breath and was about to respond.
He saw the furry branches and leaves of the old tree suddenly trembling, "By the way, the king missed something when he came back that time, and it was kept carefully."
There is a red ribbon hanging on a branch, and there is a small bell hanging on it. When the wind blows, it jingles.
That crisp voice made Yun Qingyan feel strangely familiar.
The bells and ribbons are not original objects, but ordinary decorations. The fact that they have been preserved to this day shows that the old tree has put a lot of thought into them.
“I’ll give this to you.
I hope you can help me find His Majesty. "The old tree said, "We plant spirits and must be nourished by His Majesty's breath to maintain our intelligence. After so many years... I can't hold on any longer. "
"Okay." Yun agreed softly. Just as she was about to take the red bell from the branch, someone was faster than her.
Di Jiuque had a dark face and grabbed it with one hand.
Yun Qingyan looked at him in surprise, "Emperor Jiuque?"
The old tree was also very surprised, but there was an aura of fear about this person, so it didn't speak.
"I have seen the aura on it." Di Jiuque's eyes were light, "Go back and check, you may be able to find relevant information."
The old tree was delighted, "You have met my Majesty."
"Yeah." Di Jiuque nodded.
Yun Qingyan: "..."
Unexpectedly, His Majesty this old tree is still alive...
(End of chapter)