In the hands of Sanqi, the branches and leaves of this red spider lily became sickly.
The leaves curled and withered.
As if it would fall at any time, Sanqi accompanied it in Mengpo Village all day long.
He did not understand the language of flowers, so he thought that Red Spiderlily was sick or dying when he looked at it.
In reality, this was not the case.
Red Spiderlily bloomed for a thousand years and withered for a thousand years.
When it bloomed, the leaves would fall off, leaving only bright red flowers.
Meanwhile, the red spider lily in Sanqi's hands had already reached the stage of blooming.
However, without sufficient nutrients, it would become weak and unable to bloom.
After Chen Changsheng understood the situation, his slender fingers lightly tapped on the leaves of the red spider lily.
The power of the Yellow Springs surged out of Chen Changsheng's body!
Red Spiderlily was nourished by the Yellow Springs, and the life and death of Yin and Yang were its ingredients!
Immediately after.
The second wave of Yin-Yang Power was cultivated and covered the surroundings of Red Spiderlily.
Instantly.
The withered leaves fell from the branches.
They turned into specks of stars and disappeared bit by bit on the Yellow Spring.
Immediately after.
On the top of the branches of Red Spiderlily, small red buds popped up.
The stamen of the flower bloomed, and the red flames burned. It was cold and moving.
The blood-red Red Spiderlily in Chen Changsheng's hand was like blood and fire.
This was the first flower of the Yellow Springs, Red Spiderlily!
As it bloomed again!
The spider lilies on the other side of the Yellow Springs were also competing for beauty.
At this moment.
The entire Yellow Springs Hell was dyed red by a sea of fire.
Everyone was stunned, even the souls lost in the underworld.
She stopped struggling and wanted to see the most beautiful moment in hell.
37's eyes gleamed as a smile appeared on his face.
Instantly.
Her appearance had undergone an earth-shattering change, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.
Like a lotus emerging from the water, it was peerless.
Her skin was smooth and her smile was sweet.
"It's blooming. It's so beautiful."
Sanqi's eyes narrowed into crescents as he sniffed the red stamen of the red spider lily.
He was smiling.
"Look, Meng Po 37 is smiling. How can this be?”
"Legend has it that Sanqi hasn't smiled for a thousand years. Today, he actually smiled like a flower for a youth.”
"So beautiful, Lady Meng Po is actually so beautiful.”
"Sigh, I wonder if Lord Zhao Li will regret it when he sees it…"
By the Yellow Spring River, everyone witnessed this moment.
Chen Changsheng handed the red spider lily to Sanqi, and their hands lightly touched.
Chen Changsheng felt that Sanqi's skin was as smooth as water, extremely cold, yet also warm.
37 was stunned, and a ripple appeared on his face.
Her face and ears instantly turned red.
Then, she lowered her head and muttered softly.
Thank you, Young Master Changsheng."
"You're welcome. If you help me find the Witch of the Black Mountain, we won't owe each other anything.”Chen Changsheng indifferently said.
"No, no, this is different. It's like my family. Young Master Changsheng, you saved it, so you're my benefactor.
Young Master Changsheng, what wish do you have? As long as I can satisfy it, I won't decline.”
37 said foolishly. Since she had decided on that principle, she would not go back on her word.
Chen Changsheng had helped her save Red Spiderlily, opening a new chapter in her life.
Therefore, she had to return the favor.
Chen Changsheng saw that she was so insistent, so he tilted his head in thought.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind as he hurriedly said.
"Since that's the case, Granny Meng's soup is famous in the world. Since we're fated to meet today, I wonder if you can give me a bowl to try.”
Sanqi's body instantly froze on the spot, and he shot Chen Changsheng an incredulous look.
He hurriedly shook his head and said," Young Master Changsheng, you can't. You have a human body. If you drink Meng Po's soup, you will forget your past in the mortal world. Moreover, it will also hinder your cultivation.”
"Haha." Chen Changsheng smiled.
He did not drink Granny Meng's soup for fun. He had the Pangu bloodline and the Pangu body.
Drinking Granny Meng's soup was just to verify if it had any effect on his soul.
Furthermore, the soup was made from the bitter tears of all living beings. It could also help him improve his state of mind and soul.
Seeing Chen Changsheng's insistence, Meng Po 37 could only agree.
Then he took a bowl of Granny Meng's soup from Granny Meng's manor and handed it to Chen Changsheng.
Rumor had it that the Granny Meng soup made from Granny Meng's 37 was extremely bitter.
Chen Changsheng looked at the Granny Meng Soup in his hand. It was like a bowl of soup, unusually turbid.
37 was embarrassed. He blushed and said," Young Master Changsheng, the Granny Meng soup I made is bitter and doesn't look good. Please forgive me."”
"I'm fine."
Chen Changsheng shook his head slightly, but this Granny Meng's Soup had truly exceeded his expectations.
Even though he was holding it in his hand, he could not help but smell a stinging smell.
A bitter taste rose around him. As expected, the rumors were true.
Chen Changsheng downed the wine in one gulp under Sanqi's stunned expression.
Suddenly!
Chen Changsheng only felt the knife enter his throat, and a bitter taste rushed to his head.
His entire soul trembled and trembled!
One drop of raw tears, two coins of old tears, three points of bitter tears, four cups of regretful tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet of parting tears…
All sorts of emotions deeply tempered Chen Changsheng's soul.
He stood there, feeling all the pain in the world.
The trivialities of the mortal world, sad past history.
Birth, old age, illness, and death were all related to each other.
All of them were displayed in his soul, experiencing thousands of lives and comprehending for tens of millions of years.
So this was life!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for devouring Granny Meng's Soup and obtaining the skill--Wind of Three Thousand Worries.
[Three Thousand Troubles Wind: The person who is hit will be wrapped in all kinds of emotions. Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, anger, anger…]
Active skill. The host can control anyone's emotions at will.
" Emotional control skill?" Doubts arose in Chen Changsheng's heart.
This skill seemed very useless. Then, he looked at Meng Po 37, who had a surprised expression.
"Laugh ~"
Chen Changsheng said to Meng Po 37.
Suddenly, a small whirlwind rushed into Meng Po 37's body.
Meng Po's entire body trembled as she held her stomach and burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha, why am I suddenly laughing so loudly? Haha…"
Laughter echoed throughout the Yellow Spring.
Suddenly.
Gushes of evil wind soared into the sky like black clouds pressing down on the city.
Countless reapers and ghost soldiers held their weapons and marched across the river!
All of them were ferocious, especially the leader.
He was wearing a dark red official robe with the word "difference" on it, and a wingless black gauze hat on his head.
With a stern expression, he held the Soul Reaper Rope in his hand and wanted to use the Ghost Blade.
He reprimanded sternly.
"What kind of demon dares to trespass into the underworld? You didn't cross the underworld and harassed Meng Po. What crime do you deserve? Come on, take her down!”
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