Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

On the first day that Immortal Baihong brought Yanmu Ling back to Xuling Mountain, the plants on the entire Xuling Mountain grew like crazy. Several immortal servants whose body is immortal grass even made a breakthrough directly with the help of this vitality, and they cultivated more than a hundred years out of thin air.

Xianzun Baihong found a spiritual pond outside his cave, set up a spirit gathering array, and raised the flame wood spirit inside. The flame wood spirit is like fire but not fire, like wood but not wood. It only needs to absorb spiritual energy to grow.

The first thing he saw after he was born was Immortal Baihong, and on the way from the extreme south to Xuling Mountain, he followed Immortal Baihong and instinctively gave birth to some dependence on him heart of.

On the first night of being planted in the spirit pool, the restless flame wood spirit ran out by herself.

He couldn't find Baihong Xianzun, and he didn't know the way. He wandered around in Xuling Mountain.

Su Bai's hand squeezed.

It was the White Rainbow Immortal Venerable Pei Huanzhou who followed him all night.

How could Pei Huanzhou leave a big treasure like Yanmu Ling at will?

He noticed the flame wood spirit as soon as it moved, but he was also curious about what the flame wood spirit wanted to do, so he restrained his breath and followed him.

In the end, I saw this silly flame wandering aimlessly for a night, rampaging and scaring off several waves of fireflies.

The big flame is even more dim now, as if it will be extinguished when the wind blows.

This flame is not hot in the hand, but exudes an extremely cool breath, and it feels like the softest little feather in the world.

"Where do you want to go? If you run around like this, be careful that the fire will go out." Pei Huanzhou's first impression of Yanmu Ling was stupid.

At this time, the flame wood spirit certainly couldn't understand Pei Huanzhou's words.

He sensed the familiar aura, and rubbed against Pei Huanzhou's palm very happily, and the whole fire lay down on his palm.

It's like, if you're tired, lie down and rest. Pei Huanzhou strangely sensed the meaning of the flame wood spirit.

He was amazed at the spiritual wisdom of the flame wood spirit: ordinary spiritual things, from birth to the birth of spiritual wisdom, require a very long process of cultivation. Especially the spirits of plants and trees, it is common for them to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years to open their spiritual wisdom.

How many days has this flame wood spirit been born?

Although it can be seen that the spiritual wisdom has not been officially opened, the spiritual wisdom that he has shown belongs to the instinct of the flame wood spirit, which makes him even more shocked.

It is mentioned in ancient books that the flame wood spirit can only release its own vitality to the maximum extent until it is truly mature.

Baihong Immortal, etc.

However, the ancient books have limited records, and it is not written how long it takes for the flame wood spirit to mature.

There is a sun, moon, yin and yang tree in Xuling Mountain. It takes tens of thousands of years to mature and bloom its first flower.

Flame wood spirits are rarer than sun and moon yin yang trees.

And Pei Huanzhou didn't have that long to wait.

Later, Pei Huanzhou asked his friend the magic of medicine, and found a way.

Feed the flame wood spirit with the treasures of heaven and earth, and pour a drop of blood from the flame wood spirit when the moon is at its fullest in the year.

The blood of the immortal spirit is extremely precious. This move is to provide the flame wood spirit with the power of the fairy spirit, and secondly, it has the meaning of taming the flame wood spirit and recognizing the master with blood.

Coupled with the blood of the Immortal Venerable once a month, the flame wood spirit grew up at an astonishing speed.

—just a little surprise.

The blood of Immortal Baihong failed to make the flame wood spirit recognize the master.

On the contrary, because of "drinking" the blood of Baihong Xianzun, there is a little more bond between Yanmu Ling and Baihong Xianzun.

This bond, obviously, makes the flame wood spirit who has not awakened and has not given birth to wisdom, misunderstood something.

Ten years later, the little flame body, which is not the size of a palm, has grown to...the size of a palm.

He became more energetic and liked sticking to the White Rainbow Immortal Venerable more. Now that the spiritual power of his little flame is enough to support him to float away from the spirit pond for a long time, he is more at ease next to Immortal Venerable Bai Hong.

The immortal servants of Xuling Mountain can often see a small cyan flame floating on the shoulders of the Immortal Venerable, on the top of his head, or in the void around him.

The little flame was very active, jumping around the Immortal Venerable, but it gave this cold Immortal Venerable a little more firework.

In the eighth year since Yanmu Ling arrived at Xuling Mountain, Lingzhi was born.

Little Flame begins to see the world with a new eye.

He followed his breath and floated to Immortal Venerable Baihong, looking at him with novel eyes.

"Dad...Daddy, Daddy!" He stuttered and shouted the first sentence.

The pen in Pei Huanzhou's hand flicked, and a thick ink dot fell.

What does it feel like to have a son out of thin air?

In the beginning, Pei Huanzhou patiently corrected Xiao Huo Miao's name and told him that he was not his father.

If the flame wood spirit can easily change his mind, then he is not the flame wood spirit.

Little flames who were born with wisdom can learn everything very quickly. He chases "Daddy" every day, and soon learns to read and write.

The first three words he learned to write were the name of Immortal Venerable Baihong.

Not long after, the little guy proudly announced that he had named himself Xingxing. The reason is that he peeked at a storybook from an immortal servant. In the storybook, mortals praised a person for being good-looking, saying that his eyes were more beautiful than the stars.

Visible stars are synonymous with beauty.

Xiao Huo Miao is very confident that she is the most beautiful in the world, and immediately decided on her name.

Pei Huanzhou looked at the little guy's look and felt that the name Xingxing was very suitable for him.

He was injured and spent all the year in retreat and recuperation in Xuling Mountain, rarely going out.

In the past, he was meditating alone in the cave, and the immortal servants did not dare to disturb him. Now there is a chattering little flame. Although it is a little noisy, it is also a little more interesting.

Pei Huanzhou began to teach Xingxing personally. In the beginning, he would correct the name that the stars called himself, and gradually, later, he would no longer refute it, and it seemed like he acquiesced.

Jue Lingzi went to Xuling Mountain to see him once.

Seeing the little flames bouncing around him, he was happy: "Is the flame wood spirit like this?"

When the flame wood spirit went out to play, he told Pei Huanzhou: "I thought about it, even if it's not mature, the flame wood spirit's vitality should be able to heal your injuries..."

"No need."

Jue Lingzi was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Pei Huanzhou lowered her eyes and said in a calm tone, "I'm going to give up my previous plan."

"You are crazy!" Jue Lingzi glared at him, "Do you know what you are talking about? Without the flame wood spirit, you can only wait to die!"

"I know."

Pei Huanzhou looked forward: "You see, Xingxing gave birth to wisdom. If you want me to swallow a little guy who gave birth to wisdom, I can't do it. And—"

The corners of his mouth curled up: "The stars are very good. He called me Daddy. It snowed in Xuling Mountain yesterday, and my injury recurred and I coughed twice. He asked me if I was cold." He became very big and said that he would cook him a fire, which was funny and heartwarming.

Xianzun Baihong, who was used to living alone, suddenly felt that life like this is not bad.

"I've lived long enough," he said quietly.

Jue Lingzi was stunned: "You... what about the fairy world? The devil world is eyeing tigers, so you just don't care?"

Pei Huanzhou looked calm: "I'm dying, what else do I do?"

Spirit: "…"

He walked away angrily.

Not long after, the white crane in the Medicine Immortal Valley brought some precious elixir. Pei Huanzhou accepted the kindness of this hard-mouthed and soft-hearted guy with a smile.

I heard from him that Immortal Servant got another batch of newsbooks, but they were not very good-looking, and there was a strange bird with two heads that chased him a long way...

Pei Huanzhou was full of the old father's worries: I will live a few more years, teach Xingxing something more, at least until he grows up and transforms. Otherwise, Xingxing is so stupid, what can we do in the future!