Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 105 Meeting Willow God

Seeing the response, Shi Hao happily put the golden seed back to its place and strode towards Shi Village.

After running for several miles and seeing many traces of battle, Shi Hao became frightened and his speed suddenly increased many times.

After a few more miles, he stopped and a smile appeared on his face.

Ahead, Shi Village remained the same, with familiar figures wandering around the village, looking very leisurely, quite different from its previous busy appearance.

At the entrance of the village, a huge ancient tree took root, and its thick roots were charred, with only a small area remaining intact.

On the charred tree trunk, a dozen crystal green branches swayed in the wind, releasing soft light, like the carriers of Tao, flowing with the breath of the Tao.

Seeing the willow tree, the people accompanying him reacted differently. Kong Qiuji was trembling with fear, his heart trembling: "What a big... This is damn, no wonder the senior said this naughty kid can help me."

With Shi Hao's return, Shi Village becomes extremely lively.

After the celebration, Shi Hao came to the charred willow tree at the entrance of the village alone.

"God Liu, I also brought you gifts this time. I got some Fountain of Youth and Taiyi True Water in the small world of Baiduan Mountains. They may be useful to you." Shi Hao said.

As he spoke, he took out two jade jars from his Qiankun bag.

He believed that although the mud and sand of the Fountain of Youth were somewhat magical, they were ineffective against the old vines in the Butian Pavilion, and naturally they would be ineffective against the Willow God.

Moreover, this is the Willow God, so naturally he has to offer the best things.

"It seems that your opportunity this time is not small." The green branches of the willow tree swayed in the wind, and a soft, neutral voice sounded.

A jade jar broke open, and a golden light rose into the sky. It was a drop of water formed by the essence of the Fountain of Youth. It was shining brightly and was pulled away by a green branch.

A flash of golden light stained the green branches with a layer of golden glow.

"Yes, the Fountain of Youth has some achievements in immortality. If it truly transforms into a human form in the future, I think it will achieve something." The God of Willow spoke, as if he had completely analyzed the mystery contained in the Fountain of Youth.

"God Liu, there is one more thing." Shi Hao hesitated for a moment and took off the golden seed tied to his hair.

He swung it forward, and the golden seed the size of a knuckle just hung in the air, without any fluctuations of divine power or the laws of nature, as if it had this ability in itself.

The Willow God remained silent and waited quietly. He was very peaceful.

"God Liu, this is Senior Xuantian, who once practiced in the Fountain of Youth and achieved the immortal root of Nirvana. It seems he knows you." Shi Hao explained.

The willow tree's emerald green branches swayed in the wind, and the Willow God seemed lost in memories. After a while, it spoke, "It is indeed a divine spiritual root, but I don't have any memory of this immortal root."

"No?" Shi Hao was puzzled. In the small world of Baiduan Mountains, Senior Xuantian immediately thought of Willow God. He thought they were old acquaintances.

"Indeed not." Willow God gave him an affirmative reply.

"It's normal that the ancestral spirit doesn't recognize me. I only heard of the ancestral spirit's reputation in the beginning, but never had the chance to see it in person." At this time, the golden seed the size of a finger joint emitted golden light, and Fang Ming's voice was heard.

Just now, he finished his enlightenment. With the characteristic of "natural shortcut", he basically understood the essence of many treasure techniques.

It just so happened that Shi Hao came to Liu Shen, and when talking about himself, he naturally had to show up.

"Ancestor Spirit?" A green haze flashed by, and the emerald branches swayed. The Willow God's calm voice was tinged with doubt. "That name sounds familiar. Was it my old name?"

Obviously, like the small pagoda, its memory has been severely damaged after many nirvanas, and many old things have been forgotten.

"Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten even your former identity?" Fang Ming said with a hint of emotion, "It seems like you've lost too much memory, just like that tower."

"It's it, the tower appears again!" The green branches shook, and the Willow God was a little surprised, then he noticed the small tower on Shi Hao's hair.

Shi Hao was curious and asked, "Does Willow God know the little tower?"

"I don't know it, I've only heard of it." The Willow God explained, "It appeared in the ancient times and the ancient times. Back then, it was different from what it is now. Not only did it have six floors, but its style was also different."

How could Shi Hao hide his little thoughts from Liu Shen? Even he himself didn't know its origin, so how could he tell this naughty kid?

Shi Hao was a little disappointed when he heard this. He turned his eyes and looked at the golden seed the size of a knuckle. He asked curiously, "Senior Xuantian, do you know the origin of the small tower?"

"Its origin is extremely mysterious, and I don't know either," Fang Ming said calmly. "But I can confirm that it wasn't born in this era. Its origins are untraceable. Perhaps it's an artifact born in the chaos, or perhaps it's a supreme magical tool refined by a peerless being, a weapon of life and death."

"An era is such a long time!" Shi Hao's eyes widened in shock.

"It depends on the situation. It could be as short as millions of years, or as long as it is impossible to guess or measure," Fang Ming said briefly.

Hearing this, Shi Hao looked left and right, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the Willow God spoke in a serious tone, "The long years have hidden too many secrets. Knowing too much now is not necessarily a good thing. Some things, even if you just understand them, can bring you unimaginable dangers. It is best for you not to explore these ancient secrets."

Shi Hao scratched his head. He really didn't think there was any danger. These ancient secrets sounded very attractive.

How attractive these secrets are. The moment your curiosity is satisfied, the feeling is even more comfortable than practicing. At this moment, a green mist flashed by, and Shi Hao was sent away.

In front of the charred willow tree, a bone tower the size of a finger joint and a golden seed the size of a finger joint were suspended.

Xiaota did not follow Shi Hao away, but chose to stay.

At this time, Fang Ming asked solemnly: "Is it true that the ancestral spirit can't remember anything about its past?"

"It's definitely incapable of remembering what it's like now. It's pointless to ask." At this time, Xiaota spoke up, speaking as if it were a matter of course. "Judging from its appearance, its injuries are much more serious than mine. My own memory is shattered, so its problems must be more serious than mine."

The Willow God was silent for a long while, perhaps because of some concerns. After a while, it finally spoke, saying, "Just as this fellow Taoist said, I really can't remember anything from the past."

"The degree of your nirvana is more complete than I imagined." A slightly surprised voice came from the golden seed the size of a knuckle.

Fang Ming admires people like Liu Shen, who only leaves behind his fundamental Dharma, and then constantly achieves Nirvana and starts over again, just to pursue a higher realm.

"I had no choice." Willow God's voice was calm.

Given the circumstances at the time, it was indeed a last resort.

I vaguely remember that the enemy was very powerful and almost forced it into a desperate situation before it actually showed up. In the end, it had no choice but to escape by using the method of Nirvana.

At this time, Xiaota interrupted and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Xuantian, why do you call this fellow Daoist the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit? Is that really what I think it means?"

"I don't know what Brother Ta means." Fang Ming said, "But the ancestral spirits are actually the ancestral spirits of the nine heavens and ten earths in the previous era. They are the spirits that protect all living beings."

"It's true..." A white light flashed on Xiaota's body, and he looked very shocked.

The ancestral spirit of the vast universe must be an almighty being, standing at the pinnacle!

On the charred willow tree, the green branches swayed. The Willow God was silent and did not speak. No one knew what it was thinking.

"I never thought I would have such an identity." Willow God spoke with some emotion, "The past is like smoke, drifting away with the wind. Let the past be the past."

"It may not be over." Fang Ming said meaningfully, "Talking about the past now is just because you haven't fully recovered. If you recover and recall everything, you may not be able to be so carefree."

"It seems that some unpleasant things happened back then." Liu Shen spoke in a calm voice.

"Not beautiful? That's downright miserable." Fang Ming gave an ambiguous smile and said, "The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were nearly destroyed. Just one step away from the complete demise of this world!"

"So miserable?" Xiaota was shocked.

It has lost its memory and has no idea about what happened in the previous era.

"That must be tragic. Almost all the living creatures in the world were slaughtered." Fang Ming said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian seems to have witnessed it firsthand?" Willow God spoke, slightly curious. "If not, how could you know so much about it?"

"I'm just a bystander, observing indirectly." Fang Ming said.

This is true, he read it in a book and was indeed a bystander.

Willow God suddenly realized and said calmly: "No wonder fellow Daoist knows these secrets."

"I only know some minor details. When your strength recovers in the future, as an eyewitness, the doubts in your heart will naturally be answered." Fang Ming said.

"I'm afraid my opponent may not be able to let me return to my peak form." Willow God spoke, still calm.

Its mentality is very peaceful, as if nothing can cause it to feel disturbed.

Even just now, I was only considering the gains and losses.

"Not necessarily," Fang Ming said, rather curiously. "Fellow Daoist, you're not simply re-cultivating yourself in Nirvana. I think you're accumulating your own foundation and preparing for the next level. It's like reclaiming your past Dao Fruits. I wonder if my guess is correct?"

According to his guess, there were external factors for Willow God's nirvana, but there should also be internal factors. He should be accumulating the foundation to impact the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Every nirvana is a different experience for it, and it can gain different insights into the great truth.

After all, it has grown all the way from an ordinary willow tree to its current state, and is best at life and nirvana.

A flash of green mist appeared, and the emerald branches fluttered. The Willow God said calmly, "Whether I am accumulating my foundation or not, my Dao Fruit is incomplete. I don't know because of my incomplete memory. I am indeed not cultivating in a pure Nirvana state, but rather repairing my own Dao Fruit."

Pure Nirvana reconstruction is certainly not what it is now.

To truly rebuild one's cultivation, one must completely destroy one's own Dao fruits. Even the fundamental Dharma evolved from one's own lifelong cultivation and one's own Dao must be destroyed and all forgotten.

You need to start over, take one step at a time, and make new breakthroughs.

(End of this chapter)