“Yue’er, your soul has also become much stronger. Anyone who can help others improve their soul power is at least a master at the level of Saint Venerable Daoist Ancestor, and not just an ordinary Saint Venerable Daoist Ancestor!” Shen Sihai trembled as he said this himself.
"So this is all true! He really is a master at the level of Saint Daozu! It's really beyond imagination! But are there any benefits to increasing soul power?" Shen Yue asked curiously.
"The benefits are endless. This is many times more difficult than improving the realm! Especially now is the time to lay the foundation. The stronger the soul power, the more foundation you will accumulate in the future, and the higher your future achievements will be. Now many people are only at the level of ordinary immortals, mainly because they have not accumulated enough foundation." Shen Sihai sighed, thinking that if his soul power could be improved, he would probably be able to enter the earthly immortal realm soon!
"It turns out there are so many benefits. I will eat more in the future!" Fang Ting said with a smile.
"Eat more? I'm afraid that's difficult. What Senior Long took out must be rare treasures from heaven and earth. A small family like ours probably can't afford it at all. Even the imperial palace may not have such treasures!" Shen Sihai said.
"You're joking. My master only used a flower from our back garden to make the dish. He just added some extra seasonings. He also gave me the recipe, so I can cook it myself, but the taste may be a little worse." Fang Ting said with a smile.
"What! You still have the recipe! That's great! I must learn it!" Shen Sihai said excitedly.
"Haha, that's a must. I can definitely learn it! I'm a master!" Fang Ting said with a very proud smile.
At this moment, Long Junhai is still trimming his flowers and plants. His state of mind cannot be completely calmed down by just trimming some flowers and plants. He needs a little bit of accumulation and a little bit of understanding.
Long Junhai prunes every day, and the branches and leaves he prunes are different every day. Pruning a plant is like pruning a person's life. Different plants, different lives. One cut, two results. Sometimes it will become more and more vigorous, and sometimes it will wither faster. After a certain time, no matter how carefully you care for it, you can no longer save the withering of life.
Mentality is really important. Sometimes, if you are calm and composed, one cut with the scissors is basically just right. If you are a little impatient, you may cut harder, and the trauma caused cannot be reversed or repeated. Even if Long Junhai has mastered some of the mysteries of time and space, he cannot control the development of a life. He cannot even control the most fragile flower and cannot make the other party meet his wishes.
Flowers are spiritual. The more they come into contact with Long Junhai, the more they can feel his presence, his joys and sorrows, and can communicate with him and convey his inner thoughts.
Sometimes, Long Junhai accidentally knocked a flower off, revealing the hollow vines and branches. Where is the heart hidden in this empty body?
Long Junhai couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand it. This question troubled him for a long time and he still hadn't solved it. Sometimes he even wondered if these flowers had no hearts. But sometimes he could feel the emotions of these flowers.
If there is no heart, how can there be feelings? If there are feelings, why can't I find the heart of the flower?
Because he didn't figure out this problem, Long Junhai kept pruning branches and flowers in the back garden.
That morning, Long Junhai came out to water, fertilize, and prune branches as usual. However, at this time he found that a flower bud that he had previously pinched had actually bloomed!
If it were any other time, Long Junhai might not care about this kind of thing, but today because he encountered this matter just after getting up, he felt a little curious and wanted to study it more.
At this time, Long Junhai discovered that if other flowers and plants were broken, they would wither within a day, but this one did not wither and was still trying hard to survive.
This flower has only two leaves in total, and most of them have been bitten by insects. A large area of the broken part has turned black and rotted, but there is still a little bit of green skin at the top. Just this slight connection saved the entire life.
Long Junhai found it amazing. He had seen many powerful lives, but this weak life had created such a miracle! At least Long Junhai thought it was a miracle. Perhaps it was not a miracle for this life itself. It was just trying hard to survive. There was nothing to praise.
Long Junhai couldn't help but feel compassion again. It was strange; he wasn't a good person, disdaining the strong, yet often showing sympathy for the weak. Could it be that he'd reached the age of sentimentality? It wasn't like him! But regardless, he decided to help the flower recover.
Long Junhai used his own strength to repair the branches and injured parts of the flower, allowing the flower to regain its vitality. Soon, the bud was seen slowly opening, then growing bigger and blooming!
This is the most beautiful flower Long Junhai has ever seen. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he saved this flower?
However, just when Long Junhai's mood had just improved, the gorgeous flower suddenly withered!
The flower withered and faded much faster than it bloomed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of gray powder and disappeared completely when blown by the wind.
At this moment, Long Junhai felt inexplicably sad, not because the flowers had withered, but because he felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Sadness has never appeared in Long Junhai's heart, because he has always been a fighting spirit, never admitting defeat, never giving up, living a carefree and happy life, and he doesn't know what sadness is.
But the emotion he felt now was probably sadness. Although Long Junhai didn't want to cry yet, the feeling of sadness was very painful. It wasn't the kind of heart-wrenching pain, but a faint, unintentional tingling.
Long Junhai took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. He had gained a lot today, especially a new feeling. It might have existed before, but he never paid attention to it. But today, he suddenly noticed this feeling that may have existed for a long time.
For some reason, he didn't feel like trimming the flowers and plants today. He packed up his things and went back to his small room. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. He felt empty in his heart and kept thinking about that little sadness.
"Master, why didn't you trim the flowers and plants today?" Long Junhai had just laid down for a while when he heard a knock on the door. It was Fang Ting and Shen Yue coming again.
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