Chapter 17 Seeds of the Tree of Life

A small bud broke out of the ground, and the surroundings of the bud seemed to be painted with color, shining brightly on the surface. Xiyuan had never seen such a spectacle, and his eyes not only looked at it a few more times.

"Why did new buds suddenly come out?" Xi Yuan said to himself that since he planted the seeds, he had not found a suspected reaction. When he got up in the morning, he looked at it deliberately and did not have this bud.

What's going on? Xiyuan showed doubts in his heart.

Is that so! Xiyuan suddenly rubbed his temple. Just now, he remembered that his blood was dripping on the soil above. Does this seed have to be fed by his own blood to germinate and grow?

Uncle's words interrupted Xiyuan's thinking: Xiyuan, do you know what this seed is called?

"I don't know the Western Yuan." Xiyuan could not know what kind of seed it was. At most, he planted it according to his uncle's will.

Uncle showed a trace of memory and said: This seed was originally a seed that bloomed in 3,000 years and fruited after 3,000 years. There is only one left in the world today. Unfortunately, no matter what I did, I couldn't let him grow, and finally thought of you."

"Me?" Xiyuan pointed to himself.

"Yes! You." The uncle sighed and said, "This tree of life was originally the tree of the Kirin family. Later, in the years of demon invasion, the tree of life was completely destroyed, and this seed was taken back by the patriarch of the Kirin family who fought for his life at that time. Finally, for some reason, one day, he suddenly found me and asked me to replace it. Take care of it, saying that one day a young man will come to pick it up.

"Is that young man me?" Xiyuan was completely confused.

Shangguan Gudao smiled and said, "I'm not sure if it's you before, but now I'm sure that this young man is you, because you may be the only one in the world who can make this seed germinate."

Shangguan Gudao looked at the doubts in Xiyuan's heart and said secretly, did this young boy not know his background? Since Brother Kirin did not tell him that there must be his truth, how could he say it at will? Thinking about it, Shangguan Gudao suddenly smiled and said: Aren't you going to buy a bracelet for me? Question mark Hurry up now. I want to see what the broken bowl you are talking about is.

At the peak of a shabby novice village, two white lights flashed, revealing two figures of a man and a woman. The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful and cute.

Many novice players show a surprised expression. Generally speaking, with the rise of the player level, few advanced players will come to the novice village. But judging from their costumes, they are at least equipped with level 50 or above.

"Master!" A little warrior split the pheasant beside him with a sword, showing a look of envy. Xiyuan and Wan'er did not stay for long, but went at the place agreed with their uncle.

Shangguan Gudao held the broken bowl taken out by Xiyuan in his hand, and the light in his eyes became thicker and thicker. Xiyuan and Wan'er didn't know this thing, but how could he not know Shangguan Gudao?

The pattern of the double dragon opera beads can only be carved by practitioners who have reached the realm of great success, and the words recorded on the bowl explain the source and use of the bowl in detail.

Shangguan Gudao felt that his throat was a little dry, and he looked at Xiyuan doubtfully: Where did he get this thing?

Xiyuan told the whole process of getting it to Shangguan Gudao, which made Shangguan Gudao sigh all the time.

"This is a refinery, and the two dragon opera beads above illustrate the quality of this refinery. I have never seen them carved with double dragons. Dafan refinery vessels that can carve white tigers or cheetahs are already the best choice, and this vessel is actually carved with dragons, which shows his peculiarity. " Shangguan Gudao pointed to the Shuanglong above and said.

"Perhaps this thing does not belong to this world at all. The text above clearly shows that this vessel is forged from 199 days of extraterrestraor meteorites, which shows that the depth of the forger's efforts spent on forging this item is amazing."

"Big uncle, does this indicate the name of this thing!" Wan'er asked urgently. Through her uncle's words, she had heard this seemingly dilapidated antique.

"Don't worry!" Shangguan Gu said, "These words do not indicate the name of this thing, but they say his forger."

Suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared on Shangguan Gudao's face: How could it be him? Has he disappeared for more than 20 years and put all his energy into this game?

"Who is it?" Wan'er asked anxiously.

"You may have heard of this person. He is the last patriarch of the Kirin family, Situ Fengyu, who once saved your uncle.

Girlin patriarch? Xiyuan's thoughts floated to his dream. Could it be the man in ink?

"I didn't expect that Situ Fengyu disappeared for so many years and finally appeared again. It seems that I want to tell your parents about this. Maybe they will feel better after hearing this." Shangguan Gudao said to himself.

"Duncle, I also often heard my father talk about this Kirin patriarch. Can you tell me about their previous generation?" Wan'er's curiosity surged up, and Xiyuan, who followed next to him, also nodded his forehead. He also wanted to listen to what happened more than 20 years ago, because he always felt that he had been involved in this story.

Shangguan Gudao looked at their curiosity and sighed: Well, I'll tell you about this dusty past.

Twenty years ago, the mainland was originally a true practice. Demons coexist. They would not offend each other and get along well with each other. Later, the leader of the demon clan suddenly reached an agreement with the demon leader, hoping to attack the real world and unify the Central Plains.

At that time, several well-known figures were also calculated in the Xiuzhen world, including Situ Fengyu, the head of the Kirin clan. He was born a genius and was easy to make friends with young heroes from other families. In addition, he had a good reputation, so he was recommended to be the leader of the five major family alliances. He paid homage with your mother and the patriarchs of the other three major families today. For the brother and sister of the opposite sex, he led the practitioners of the five families to resist the invasion to the death.

The war was really fierce. Many young heroes sacrificed their lives in that war, and your mother was also attacked by evil people in that war and was seriously injured. In order to protect the overall situation, the Kirin patriarch did not hesitate to take out the tree of life of their family and let the practitioners repair the damaged spiritual power. After that, we still underestimated the power of the alliance between the two clans. The originally beautiful Kirin Island completely sank to the bottom of the sea in that war, and Situ Fengyu could only use a forbidden spell to seal the whole demon clan on the sinking island.

In that war, few practitioners escaped, so as survivors, everyone cherished their lives. However, the Kirin family was completely removed from the five families in that battle. Originally, there were also some disciples who escaped scattered, but they did not expect the other four families in order to protect Cun Yuanqi unexpectedly saw death and watched them being killed one by one by the remnants of demons.

Speaking of this, Shangguan Gudao sighed: Wan'er, uncle really regretted watching the Kirin people being strangled according to your father's decision, do you know? Your uncle's life was saved by Situ Fengyu in danger of injury, but I ignored his family members being killed.

Later, in order to save your mother, the four brothers who worshipped in those years completely fought. I don't know much about that. After all, I didn't participate in it, and it was also from that day that Situ completely disappeared from the world.

Xiyuan quietly listened to the words of Shangguan Gudao, as if he saw the lonely eyes of Situ Fengyu. Maybe no one is wrong. What is wrong is only God's will to play with people.

"Okay, I've finished telling you the matter. I'm also going back to tell the patriarch about the news of the storm. Xiyuan, I hope you can make good use of this artifact and use it to create perfect equipment." Shangguan Gudao looked at Xiyuan and said.

Shangguan Gudao left and took the news of Situ Fengyu, but Xiyuan's heart could not calm down for a long time. First, he finally knew the identity of the man in his dream, and second, he got this artifact. Xiyuan somehow, since knowing the origin of this bowl, a name has always lingered in his mind. ——Holy Bowl.

Of course, Xiyuan didn't know that the original name of this broken bowl was called the holy bowl. Maybe this is a kind of fate in another world.

Since Shangguan Gudao said that this is a holy bowl for refining utensils, why don't you use this time to improve your forging skills?