Xue Huan felt a little embarrassed. Was she being so obvious?
"I am already 563 years old this year." Sun Wushang said with a hint of melancholy.
Xue Huan looked at him in surprise. Five hundred and sixty-three years old?
Sun Wushang then asked, "Do you know what effect the Samsara Fruit has after you eat it?"
Xue Huan shook her head.
"Reincarnation, reincarnation. After eating the reincarnation fruit, a person will enter the reincarnation cycle. I have been weak and sick since childhood. The doctor determined that I would not live past the age of thirty. Sure enough, when I was thirty, I was terminally ill and no medicine could cure me. My father brought back a reincarnation fruit from the secret realm and gave it to me to eat.
"I survived, recovered, and became just like any other person, but I kept getting younger. Others grew a year older with each passing year, but I was only a year younger. I grew one year younger, going backwards from thirty, from an adult man to a baby.
Xue Huan couldn't help but think of a movie she had seen before. The protagonist suffered from a disease and looked like a little old man when he was born. As he grew older, he turned from an old man into a baby.
"After becoming a baby, I experienced the process of growing up again, but my lifespan was frozen at thirty. Another reincarnation began. So far, this is my tenth reincarnation. The effect of the reincarnation fruit is not eternal. I have a feeling that after this reincarnation, I will really die."
Sun Wushang spread out his palm, and in his palm lay a smooth, black bead.
Xue Huan: "What is this?"
"This is the seed of the Samsara Fruit I ate. Actually, there is no Samsara Fruit in Medicine King Valley. There is only this seed. I don't know how that rumor spread. Although Medicine King Valley has refuted the rumor, there are still people who don't believe it and always want to sneak in and steal it."
Sun Wushang shook his head helplessly.
"I tried to plant it, but it never sprouted. So I kept nurturing it with my spiritual power, which kept it alive."
Sun Wushang placed the seed in front of Xue Huan, "My friend is a person with good fortune, maybe you can grow it."
A person favored by luck? Did she mean she was lucky? Xue Huan thought to herself, it seemed her luck had always been pretty good.
"You want to give me this seed?"
Sun Wushang nodded.
Xue Huan didn't dare to accept such a precious Samsara Fruit seed casually. "Can I ask why?"
Sun Wushang smiled, and a shallow dimple appeared on his cheek, making him look even more adorable. Xue Huan really wanted to poke it.
But thinking that this person was actually nearly six hundred years old, she suppressed the impulse.
"There's no reason. I just wanted to do this. Perhaps in my hands, this seed will find a true home."
Since he said so, it would be ungrateful for Xue Huan not to accept it.
She picked up the tiny seed and carefully held it in her palm. "Okay, I'll take it. If I can really grow it in the future, I'll definitely let you know."
Sun Wushang: "Okay."
The two seemed to have an agreement.
The effects of the Samsara Fruit are simply incredible. Sun Wushang ate it when he was thirty years old and reincarnated ten times. What if a hundred-year-old person ate it? Ten reincarnations would allow them to live for two thousand years!
This reincarnation fruit is simply the fruit of immortality!
If she can successfully grow it... won't she be able to harvest a tree full of longevity fruits in the future?
Of course, it is definitely not easy to grow such a natural treasure with incredible effects. Didn’t you hear Sun Wushang say that he has never been able to grow it?
But she had an inexplicable confidence. After all, she was a woman with space and Xirang.
Sun Wushang: "Do you have any plan to deal with the demon insect disaster in two years?"
It was already evening when we came out of Lianhu.
On this day, Xue Huan and Sun Wushang talked a lot. For some reason, although there was a huge age gap between them, they got along quite well and felt like friends regardless of age.
They discussed ways to deal with the invasion of demonic insects, talked about delicious food, and exchanged their insights on cultivation... They talked freely about all sorts of things, regardless of the topic.
At noon, Xue Huan showed him her cooking skills. She used ingredients found nearby, such as lotus leaves and lotus seeds from the lake, fish caught, chickens raised by Sun Wushang himself, wild vegetables from the mountains, etc., to prepare a meal with a strong taste of the wild.
Sun Wushang ate the food with great praise.
All in all, the day was quite pleasant. When Xue Huan realized it, it was already dark.
Sun Wushang sent Xue Huan to the shore, "Goodbye, my friend."
Xue Huan left a jar of sugar for him. At noon, she made a dish of honey-brewed lotus root slices, which he liked very much. She guessed that he liked sweet things more.
Sun Wushang accepted it with a smile, waved to her, and paddled the bamboo raft away slowly.
The moon is bright and the waves are clear, and the lotus fragrance is floating.
Xue Huan stood on the shore and watched his figure disappear into the night.
Returning to Handan Courtyard, Xue Huan cast a barrier and entered the space.
She found a flowerpot, planted the seeds of the reincarnation fruit in it, and poured an appropriate amount of spiritual spring water into it.
Unexpectedly, a small seedling poked its head out in the blink of an eye, and two tender green and crystal leaves stretched out and swayed, as if expressing the joy of finally seeing the light of day.
Xue Huan was stunned. Didn't they say they had planted the seeds for hundreds of years without success? How could it sprout after just one try?
This is too fast.
Xue Huan stared at the young seedling for a while, and couldn't help but touch it with her fingertips. Who would have thought that this touch would cause trouble, and she suddenly lost consciousness.
Xue Huan didn't wake up until the next morning. She sat up suddenly and found that the seedling in the flowerpot had grown a little taller and had grown a new leaf.
The Samsara Tree, that’s what it is!
Last night after she passed out, she had a dream in which she lived her entire life.
Her parents were loving and had not divorced, and they had given birth to a younger sister. She would visit her grandfather every holiday to learn cooking from him. In college, she became a food anchor, specializing in traditional classical cuisine, turning the delicious dishes described in ancient books into reality.
For example, the golden chicken in Li Bai's poem "There is a lot of green wine in the hall, and a golden chicken on the plate";
The carved rice and brocade soup in Du Fu's poem "The smoothness of the carved rice and the fragrance of the brocade soup";
Lin Hong's poem "Snow turns into jade in the night bowl, spring turns into cold butter and cuts it into gold" describes the yellow butter...
Because the food she made was beautiful and had a distinctive personal style, she quickly accumulated a group of fans.
When she was in college, she set up her own food brand store with the support of her parents, and her business was booming.
There was a tall and handsome man who often came to her restaurant to eat. After a few visits, they became acquaintances. After chatting, she found out that the man was her fan, and the rich man who always topped the reward list.
The man is extremely picky about food, but he can eat anything she cooks.
Later, they became lovers and successfully entered the marriage hall.
After marriage, they had two children, a boy and a girl, and their life was as happy as something out of a novel.
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