In the sea of flowers in the underground cave, Loran Hill looked at Tehua in front of him and listened quietly to her telling about her experiences over the past few hundred years.
"From the far south of the South China Sea to the far north of today, I have sought out many people and tried to excavate some ancient ruins, but unfortunately, I have not found what I want."
"Perhaps I will have to wait several hundred more years before I can find a viable solution, but it seems that time is running out."
"Can Luo Lan help me make these flowers truly carry dreams?"
Finally, the sleeping witch turned around and looked at Loran Hill. Her dark gray eyes stared at the girl quietly, and the light in them flowed faintly, like the mist of a nebula.
Tehua is a special witch, at least in Loran Hill's eyes. Compared with other witches with a distinct presence or surprising personality, this witch seems like a misty cloud that may disappear at any time.
When communicating with the other party, Loran Hill even felt a kind of gentle and casual attitude, or indifference.
No matter what others say or behave, she doesn't care or feel any emotion, as if everything has nothing to do with it. She doesn't care about anything except these flowers.
"I can try."
After listening to the witch's request, Loran Hill finally nodded and expressed his willingness to give it a try.
"Thank you." The voice was still so distant.
Opening the book sealed with birds, Loranhill asked one of them to take a letter to Atesi, asking her not to worry about him and telling her that he had found the sleeping witch.
Then, in the next few days, Loran Hill stayed in this magnificent underground garden and got busy.
In order to let Loranhill know the origin and cultivation process of these dream lotuses, Tehua brought many books he had obtained and the records he left behind.
Thick books and pages were piled on the smooth rocks, and Loran Hill sat aside and flipped through them quickly. In order to prevent Loran Hill from getting too tired, Tehua took the initiative to sit over, and the two of them sat back to back, serving as each other's chair backs. In this way, when Loran Hill encountered something he didn't understand, he could ask Tehua in time.
Compared to Loran Hill, Tehua's figure is actually a little more slender. When Loran Hill leaned on her back, she felt a little cold, but it was very soft.
The black hair is like satin, and it stands out clearly against the black dress and snow-white skin.
In the first few days, Loran Hill felt that Tehua was still a little shy, but didn't want to refuse him. Every time he got close to her, she would tremble slightly, then slowly calm down, and then she would not move at all, unless she sat up on her own initiative for something.
This made Loran Hill feel a little funny. He had finally met a witch who was even more shy and timid than himself.
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Time passed slowly. After a week of reading books and reading records, Loran Hill had a general understanding of the cultivation of these dream lotuses, and it was finally time to start trying.
It was very quiet underground, there was not much dust, and even the stones were very smooth.
Loran Hill knelt carefully in front of a dream lotus, slowly sensing and analyzing its status and growth.
Water and nutrition - sufficient and appropriate.
The absorption and transformation of Mana – is ongoing.
The condensation of extraordinary characteristics - the pistil of a beautiful dream, composed of silk threads.
Extraordinary properties Strength and effect - weak, fragile balance.
Well, like Tehua said before, the last few steps were not perfect.
Loran Hill slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dark blue lotus in front of him. Then he gently covered the petals with his palm, and a faint ripple spread out.
That is the power of the Witch of Plenty.
As the heir to the crown, the power she can wield is not limited to the wind.
Not long after, the lotus flower below began to change. At first, it gradually grew larger, then the number of petals gradually increased, and then various changes began to occur. Broad leaves grew, the petals became thin and narrow, and light white textures appeared on them, and so on.
With the help of the power of the Witch of Fertility, Loran Hill kept experimenting on this lotus, looking for possible directions. After determining a direction and cultivating a lotus, she would find another lotus and try as many directions as possible to increase the possibility of final success.
While she was concentrating on her transformation and experimentation, Tehua sat quietly beside her, watching her day after day, neither disturbing her nor leaving.
one day
Three days
One week
January
Time always flies fast when you get busy.
Another day, Loran Hill woke up, sat up from the flower bed where he had slept, yawned slightly, and saw Tehua who had already been sitting on the rock pier beside the bed.
In this underground garden, there was no place prepared in advance for ordinary people to live. The place where Loran Hill usually slept was also specially cleared by Thehua. In fact, it was very simple. It was just to make a shallow depression on a slightly wide rock, and then fill it with thick and soft petals. This became the place where Loran Hill usually slept.
In fact, Loran Hill also asked curiously whether Tehua needed to sleep, but unfortunately the other party nodded and shook his head slightly without further explanation.
This guy is even more shy than me, Loran Hill felt this way again.
"Loran, a flower has bloomed, and it's different from before." Although Tehua said it lightly, Loran Hill now knew that this was the state she cared about the most and was happiest about.
"Then let's go and take a look." After saying that, Loran Hill and Tehua walked over together.
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