The moment Mother Wood entered the soil, it immediately took root, stretched its body, and straightened its body. Not only that, but the withered twig-like Mother Wood now became emerald green, and it even began to grow young leaves! What was even more incredible was that as the Mother Wood became full of vitality, its body started to grow, becoming thick and tall. At the same time, countless branches started to grow and were filled with buds!
In the blink of an eye, a towering tree stood in front of the two!
The thick tree trunk could not be hugged by five or six people. The tree was dozens of feet tall and its canopy covered the sky. On top of the canopy, countless bowl-sized flowers were in full bloom, filling the air with fragrance. What was amazing was that these huge flowers were colorful, competing with each other in beauty. It was a magnificent sight. Even the peony, known as the king of flowers, would lower its head in front of this tree.
Xiao Zhao opened her eyes wide and her mouth was wide open. She was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. She had never seen such beautiful flowers and such a huge tree in her hundreds of years of life.
At this moment, Jinchan was also shocked by the scene in front of her. She had seen her master display the Mother Wood once. At that time, she was only seven or eight years old. At that time, Wu Du was only one year older than her and the other junior brothers and sisters had not entered the sect yet. She remembered very clearly that when she saw her master Tian Canzi turn the withered twig-like Mother Wood into a towering tree that covered the sky and covered the sky, she was completely intoxicated like Xiao Zhao.
Jinchan recalled the scene at that time …
"Junior sister, in the future, I want to be like master and make you a flower tree like this," Wu Du, who was less than ten years old, said to Jinchan when he saw Jinchan's happy face.
"Really?" Jinchan, who was still a little girl, turned around and looked at Wu Du.
"Yes." Wu Du said solemnly, "Pinky promise." As he said, he extended his pinky.
"Pinky promise." Jinchan said as she also extended her pinky and hooked it with Wu Du's pinky.
The human face was nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms were still smiling. Jinchan could not help but sigh. Things were still the same but people were different. Although the Mother Wood was still a splendid sea of flowers, the people had already left. Recalling that her master Tian Canzi said that Wu Du lost to her on purpose, Jinchan recalled the things that happened when she was young. When she was young, her master was very strict. Every time Jinchan made a mistake, she would be punished to stand on a huge rock under the waterfall outside of the Pear Blossom Palace and let the water from the waterfall fall on her face. Every time, Wu Du would rush into the waterfall, hold Golden Silkworm's hand, and take the punishment with her. If the two of them made a mistake together, Wu Du would take all the responsibility and never involve Jinchan. Because Wu Du was the eldest martial brother and a boy, plus Tian Canzi had high expectations for Wu Du, his punishment was much stricter than Jinchan's. Every time Wu Du was punished, he would either use a tree branch to hit his back or let him stand under the scorching sun with a huge rock that weighed more than a hundred pounds on his head. Every time Jinchan looked at Wu Du being hit by her master through the crack of the door, she would see Wu Du clenching his teeth and not making a sound. Once when Jinchan made a mistake, Wu Du took all the responsibility again. Tian Canzi naturally punished him severely. When Wu Du was being hit by his master, he inadvertently turned around and saw Jinchan peeking at the door. Wu Du, who was enduring the pain, actually made a face at Jinchan whose eyes were filled with tears …
Thinking of this, Jinchan's eyes were filled with tears.
"Master, this flower tree is so beautiful!" Xiao Zhao did not notice the change in her master's mood. She was still immersed in the great joy in her heart.
"Ah? Oh. "Jinchan recovered from her memories." It is indeed beautiful. "
"Master," Xiao Zhao asked, "How do we take back this Mother Wood? We can't just let it grow here. "
"Simple." Jinchan calmed her emotions and then said, "Go to the crown and find a seven-colored flower. Pick it and Mother Wood will naturally recover."
"Five-Colored flower?" Xiao Zhao asked doubtfully. "There are no less than ten thousand flowers on this tree. It is easier said than done to find a seven-colored flower."
"Although there are many flowers on this tree, there is only one seven-colored flower. It is at the very top of the crown," Jinchan said. "You will know when you go up."
"Then I will go up and take a look," Xiao Zhao said as she used a light body technique. She jumped along the thick trunk and onto the crown. After all, she was Baihu and had some cultivation. Although she could not fly, this height of a few hundred feet was not a problem for her.
Sure enough, in the center of the sea of flowers, there was a huge seven-colored flower. This flower was over a foot long and had seven petals. Each petal was a different color and emitted a seven-colored radiance. The fragrance of this flower made people feel relaxed and happy.
This is it! Xiao Zhao was secretly delighted. She flew up and reached out to pick the seven-colored flower. Then, she landed on the ground.
As soon as Xiao Zhao's feet touched the ground, the huge tree quickly shrank. At the same time, the sea of flowers on the crown of the tree instantly separated from the tree and fluttered down. In an instant, a rainbow-colored flower rain fell down!
"So beautiful!" Xiao Zhao raised her head and stretched her arms, enjoying the rare beauty of this world.
While Xiao Zhao was immersed in the rain of flowers, the huge seven-colored flower in her hand suddenly turned into seven rays of light and flew into the rapidly shrinking Mother Wood!
In a short while, the huge flower tree turned back into an inconspicuous withered tree branch. Seeing that Mother Wood had returned to its original state, Xiao Zhao immediately walked over and bent down to retrieve it.
"Master," Xiao Zhao was eager to try, "I want to try too."
Jinchan nodded.
Xiao Zhao listened and began to look around, preparing to find another place to plant Mother Wood.
"You don't have to go so far," Jinchan said when she saw Xiao Zhao looking around. "Just plant it under your feet."
"Under my feet?" Xiao Zhao was a little puzzled. She turned around and asked Jinchan, "How can this do? Such a big tree needs to be in a spacious place."
"You will know when you try," Jinchan said with a smile.
"Oh." Xiao Zhao said with a puzzled expression. She bent down and inserted Mother Wood into the soil under her feet. Then, she quickly jumped away, afraid that the thick trunk would touch her.
However, what happened next made her finally understand the intention of her master, Jinchan. After Mother Wood was inserted into the soil, it stretched its waist and began to take root, grow, and bloom. However, it only grew a little more than ten feet tall and was as thick as a bowl. A few scattered flower buds bloomed on the sparse branches. What made Xiao Zhao even more puzzled was that the flower in the center was not a seven-colored flower at all, but a palm-sized tri-colored flower.
"This …" Xiao Zhao's face stiffened and she cried out, "What is going on?" She did not understand why Mother Wood could grow into a towering tree hundreds of feet tall with luxuriant foliage in her master's hands. But in her hands, it became so miserable.
"This is another magical effect of Mother Wood," Jinchan said as she walked to Mother Wood and reached out to pluck the palm-sized tri-colored flower. After the tri-colored light flew into Mother Wood, it instantly shrank. Jinchan stretched out her hand and the withered twig-like Mother Wood immediately flew into her hand. She walked to Xiao Zhao and placed Mother Wood in her hand. "This Mother Wood can detect a person's cultivation level. The level of cultivation level directly determines the size of Mother Wood. Your low cultivation level will naturally be reflected in Mother Wood. "
"I see." After listening to Jinchan's words, Xiao Zhao finally understood the mystery of Mother Wood. She pursed her lips and silently put Mother Wood back into her arms. She lowered her head and did not speak.
"Silly girl," Jinchan saw Xiao Zhao's sad expression and comforted her. "You just need to work hard in the future and cultivate diligently. With your talent, one day you will be able to be like your master. In time, you may even be able to bloom nine flowers."
"Bloom nine flowers?" Xiao Zhao looked up and asked Jinchan in confusion. "Master, what do you mean by bloom nine flowers?"
"You saw the Mother Wood that I planted just now. It only reached the seven-colored flower level. When I was a child of seven or eight years old, I saw your grandmaster personally display Mother Wood." Jinchan said. "I remember very clearly. After your grandmaster planted Mother Wood, it instantly grew to a height of hundreds of feet. The entire tree was filled with large flowers. In the middle of the tree, a five-foot-long nine-colored flower bloomed proudly and was enveloped in auspicious air." Jinchan recalled the scene at that time and said with emotion.
"A hundred feet? Five feet? Nine-colored? Heavens! "Xiao Zhao's mouth was wide open. She could not imagine what it was like when her grandmaster planted Mother Wood.
"This was a few decades ago before your grandmaster became a Heaven Wizard," Jinchan said. "Now that your grandmaster has become a Heaven Wizard, I wonder what it would be like if your grandmaster planted Mother Wood?"
After hearing this, Xiao Zhao was so shocked that she was speechless. Her grandmaster's cultivation level was simply unimaginable. She was afraid that even if she cultivated for her entire life, she would not be able to reach one-ten-thousandth of her grandmaster's cultivation level. To be honest, she would be satisfied if she could reach half of her master's cultivation level, Jinchan.
"When this matter is over, I will teach you the sorcery of our sect," Jinchan said to Xiao Zhao. "If you learn it well, you may be able to receive guidance from your grandmaster."
"Really?" Xiao Zhao's eyes lit up when she heard this.
"The disciples of your Martial Uncles all have good aptitudes. They have all received guidance from your Grandmaster," Golden Silkworm said with a smile. "Your aptitude is far better than theirs. If you don't receive guidance from your Grandmaster, there can only be one reason. You are lazy."
"I will definitely work hard and not embarrass you, Master," Xiao Zhao said solemnly.
"Mm." Jinchan smiled and nodded.
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