The flowers shimmered with an alluring purple hue, and a faint mist lingered around them.
Bai Xizhu could sense that the purple datura flower exuded a faint wood-type power and radiated a strong vitality.
This is a mutated plant, which has only recently mutated and is not even at the first stage.
Even so, its hallucinogenic ability is astonishing.
No matter how powerful a superhuman is, if their will is not firm, they will still be immersed in the environment created by the mutated mandala.
Even a single datura plant standing there can create an eerie atmosphere.
Bai Xizhu looked at the mutated plant with sparkling eyes, thinking that if she planted it in her space in the future, it would definitely become stronger and stronger.
At that time, you won't even need to lift a finger in a fight; the mutated mandala will be enough to make the opponent lose all their defenses.
Datura, according to legend, can induce hallucinations.
Purple is also a color that represents terror and the eeriness.
In reality, datura doesn't have so many effects, and its purple flowers aren't as eerie as the legends suggest.
The arrival of the apocalypse has made legends a possibility.
legend.
Peng Zu lived for over 800 years.
During the era of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, it seemed that everyone had a constitution conducive to longevity.
In the post-apocalyptic world, as the abilities of those with superpowers improve, their physical fitness will be greatly enhanced.
High-level elderly superhumans with exceptional abilities may even regrow their black hair.
The Classic of Mountains and Seas records various strange flowers and beasts.
After the apocalypse, the mutated plants and animals vaguely resembled the strange flowers and beasts of thousands of years ago.
Gu Diao, Qi Que, Datura...
People say that the ancients were too short-sighted to call certain people gods.
But is the wisdom of the ancients really so shallow?
How did they manage to create all sorts of incredible miracles?
Did the lost civilization of Atlantis really exist?
People are far from the truth.
The children mocked the old people for their ignorance.
The elderly, however, laughed at the child's innocent remarks.
Why do civilizations cycle from one another?
Planetary collision with Earth, or energy tides?
No one can answer this question.
Everything has been submerged in the long river of history.
All that's left for people is an obscure and difficult-to-understand copy of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Only a small minority of people believe that what is recorded in the book is true.
Perhaps, in ancient civilizations, there were also one glorious era after another.
Bai Xizhu sighed softly, thinking to herself that she must read the Classic of Mountains and Seas again when she has time.
Perhaps, with each energy tide, life on Earth will repeat the mutations that have occurred before.
Bai Xizhu now treats the Classic of Mountains and Seas as a history book.
The mythical beasts, ferocious creatures, exotic flowers, and rare herbs in the Classic of Mountains and Seas must have real existence; just look at the three little beasts in your own space to know.
Of course, there may be some fabricated parts.
For example, the so-called ancient ferocious beast Taotie.
It's actually just a very gentle (stupid) (ugly) strangely shaped animal.
A faint green aura emanated from Bai Xizhu's fingertips, and a powerful life force flowed from her fingertips onto the purple datura flower.
The scattered green light looked even softer than the light of fireflies.
A vibrant energy spread across the petals of the datura.
A few purple datura flowers stirred, greedily absorbing the green vitality overflowing from Bai Xizhu's fingertips.
After absorbing the life force, the purple mandala remained motionless.
This is an attempt to get something for free.
It craves the vibrant life force of wood-type abilities, but does not recognize a master.
Some plants are very spiritual and do not easily recognize a master.
They may have a vague consciousness, and they may have the elusive and abstract concept of freedom.
It's very difficult for a wood-type ability user to find a suitable mutated plant.
Of course, Grandpa Bai and Grandpa Liu are exceptions; they are grandpas and cannot be compared to normal people.
Bai Xizhu raised her eyebrows, not discouraged.
If it accepts its own superpower, then there's hope.
Green energy continuously overflowed from Bai Xizhu's fingertips, cascading onto the datura plant like a small waterfall.
A minute passed, and the datura shuffled its leaves and flowers merrily, greedily absorbing the energy from Bai Xizhu's fingertips.
Ten minutes passed, and the few purple flowers of the datura became even more alluring. The flowers trembled, still absorbing the energy from Bai Xizhu's fingertips.
Half an hour passed, and Bai Xizhu, with a tense face, continued to sprinkle energy onto the purple datura flower, which continued to absorb it happily.
An hour has passed...
Two hours have passed...
The datura flower suddenly shook its leaves, and the green light fell on the purple flowers, but was not absorbed and slid directly to the ground.
The weeds on the ground instantly turned much greener and grew a lot more.
Finally, they're full!
Bai Xizhu breathed a sigh of relief, her face turning slightly pale.
The purple datura stands upright, its roots firmly planted in the soil, growing vigorously.
Pretend not to see the human in front of you.
Well, it seems they're not planning to acknowledge a master.
Bai Xizhu took a deep breath, placed her hand above the purple datura flower, and let green vitality overflow from her fingertips. She calmly asked, "Do you want to acknowledge me as your master?"
The purple datura did not react at all.
Pretend you don't understand, pretend you can't see, pretend you can't sense.
Anyway, it has already eaten and drunk its fill.
Bai Xizhu's lips curled into a dangerous smile.
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