The flowers bloomed and withered, but it was only a scene. Every time the flowers withered, they would bloom even brighter, and the fragrance of the flowers would fill the air. It was the same for the other plants and vegetation. They would wither and wither again and again, and then grow again and again. After a few cycles, they would grow much thicker and more luxuriant.
At the entrance of the Desolate Village.
The villagers stood there, staring at this strange scene with their mouths agape.
"How magical!"
"What kind of power is that? I've never seen it before…"
"That big brother is so powerful!"
"The grass on the plains withers and thrives every year. What does that mean? Why can't I understand anything?"
"He actually made the plants wither and grow again, grow again and again, and grow stronger and stronger each time!”
"Old Village Chief, who is that young man?”
"Dad, Mom, I want to learn that power too!”
Regardless of whether it was adults or children, their eyes lit up when they saw Jiang Ning's power. It was as if they had discovered a new continent and felt that it was very novel.
"Grandpa Village Chief, have you ever seen such power?”
Huang Hao stared at Jiangning in a daze and asked.
"This is a Confucian cultivator."
" When the Desolate Village Chief was young, he had been adventuring outside and could be considered to have seen the world." They rely on reading to learn and cultivate their talent. Talent can trigger the power of the Heavenly Dao, and then through poems and masterpieces, it can be displayed in different ways.”
"Poetry? What was poetry? The grass on the plains withers and thrives every year. Is this a poem? He seemed to understand, but at the same time, he didn't seem to understand.”
Huang Hao said softly. Ever since he could remember, he had grown up in a desolate village and did not have this knowledge.
"Grandpa doesn't know the details. When you grow up and have the ability, you must go out and take a look. The outside world is very exciting and has all kinds of strange abilities!”
The village chief said as he recalled some things he had seen when he was young.
"Yes!"
Huang Hao nodded and did not ask any more questions. His large eyes were very serious as he stared at Jiang Ning and the old banyan tree from afar.
…
Facing Jiang Ning's talent, the charred old banyan tree did not move at all. It just quietly sensed it.
Although Jiang Ning did not use much of his spiritual energy, and the old banyan tree estimated that he should only be a scholar of the Confucian Way, it was still helpful to the old banyan tree's injuries.
" This is the ultimate power. Although he only used the cultivation of a scholar, he could still affect my injuries. If a scholar was here, even if he tried his best, he wouldn't be able to change my injuries.”
The old banyan tree looked at Jiang Ning and muttered to himself," The grass on the plains withers and thrives every year. Although this poem is simple, it contains the principle of endless life. Was it written by him?”
Then, Jiang Ning, who was surrounded by talent, continued to recite the second line of the grass.
"Wildfire can't burn."
As soon as he said this, the surrounding scenery changed again. The originally lively scene was instantly destroyed.
A ball of raging fire burned out of thin air, like a sea of fire descending.
The raging fire was very fierce, as if it wanted to burn everything. It actually burned all the plants and flowers into ashes.
"What's wrong?"
"Fire! What's going on?"
"The old banyan tree is burning!"
"Old Village Chief! Should we go put out the fire?"
"The old banyan tree has done us a favor. We can't leave him in the lurch.”
"Yes! The old banyan tree saved the lives of our village!”
The villagers standing at the entrance of the village widened their eyes when they saw the sudden fire. They were shocked by the sudden change and thought that Jiang Ning was causing trouble.
"Don't be rash! The old banyan tree will handle it!"
Although the village chief said that, he felt uneasy in his heart.
"Didn't the old banyan tree say that the stranger was helping him? Why did it suddenly catch fire? Is the old banyan tree not afraid of fire?"
The village chief did not dare to act rashly because he knew that the old banyan tree was very strong. If even the old banyan tree could not deal with it, then it was really over.
"What is he doing?"
The old banyan tree was puzzled by the flames. Why did Jiang Ning suddenly attack her with flames?
The poem from before," The grass on the plains withers and thrives once a year. It has the power of endless life and is very useful for her injuries. As long as Jiang Ning increases the amount of talent, she will recover very quickly."
But why? Could it be that Jiangning had changed his mind?
The old banyan tree wanted to use its own ability to resist the flames, because if it continued to burn, she might be burned to death.
But in the end, she gave up because she thought that if the young man in front of her really wanted to burn her to death, she would not be able to stop him.
"Don't worry, this fire won't hurt you.”
Jiang Ning seemed to have sensed the old banyan tree's dilemma and opened her mouth to clear up the doubts.
Today was Monday, and the rankings were cleared!
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