Although they are all birds, they are still different. For example, Tiger Saint is a powerful member of the tiger clan. Although he can teach fierce beasts and spirit beasts such as bears, his understanding of them is far less than that of the tiger clan.
Thunderbird looked at the dejected little white bird with a sense of disappointment. This little white bird was their only chick! This guy actually gave up on himself because of the fall of a Spirit Race member!
The magpies were somewhat helpless, as they only had two large and one small bird, so the little white bird was pampered and allowed some freedom after it woke up.
If it weren't for that, the little white bird wouldn't have dared to enter the outer edge of the secret realm without permission, and almost died in the forest. Ling Xiao was also a spirit, so the magpie naturally didn't stop the little white bird. Little did it know that the little guy was sentimental, and Ling Xiao's death was a great blow to it.
"Hmph!" The angry snort made the little white bird instantly lie down on the ground, its powerful pressure making it tremble with fear.
Even if the Thunderbird is reduced to its soul, it is still something the little white bird cannot resist.
The magpie dared not offer any advice, and could only watch with great worry, knowing that the saint would not harm the little white bird.
The little white bird does need to be taught. If it continues to wallow in sorrow and fails to become self-reliant, how will it survive after it and the saint leave?
Meanwhile, the sages of Lingxiao's palace were making arrangements for his "afterlife."
Among the Spirit Race, the Spirit Plant Race has always had stronger vitality than other races. Therefore, the palace to which Lingxiao belongs is the only one with the inheritance of two Saints.
There were slightly more people in front of the palace, with two children each carrying a bunch of flowers and plants, looking just like human children playing on the mountain.
In reality, these two children are powerful spiritual plants that have cultivated human form. This human form is not an incarnation like the Hundred Vine, but rather the ability to transform their true form into human form.
"After you leave, find a secluded spiritual vein to cultivate in seclusion. Do not compete for top-tier spiritual veins. From now on, you may not emerge from the world until you reach the Transformation Realm." The ripples on the palace gate rippled slightly, but no one emerged. Only this faint instruction was given before the ripples dissipated.
The boys exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement. Clearly, the two saints did not want to show themselves, and they felt more regret than sadness.
The spiritual plants in their arms also seemed to wilt, looking dejected. But none of the spiritual plants spoke; they had no incarnations and could not speak. However, these spiritual plants that had awakened their intelligence possessed unique communication abilities. But at this moment, everyone chose to remain silent.
The two children carried the flowers and plants down the steps, turning back every few steps as they left, clearly reluctant to part.
After cultivating to a certain level, spiritual plants will transform into or cultivate into human form. Unlike spiritual beasts, which can survive without human form, spiritual plants are plants and their movement is greatly hindered without human form.
Of course, spirit plants can also take on animal forms, but compared to human forms, animal forms are not as convenient, so most spirit plants take on human forms.
Within the palace's secret realm, two figures, seemingly oblivious to the lake, watched them depart from afar, only withdrawing their gaze once they were out of the realm.
"Alas, it is not easy for us spiritual plants to cultivate, and we are all born with rare and precious bodies. Now that they have left, I wonder if they will be able to settle down and make a living in the outside world."
"With the help of the formation, it should be fine to cultivate in a remote spiritual vein instead of going to the top spiritual veins to join the fun."
"I hope so..."
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The palaces on the Spirit Race's side are being arranged one after another, and the same is true for the Human Race's side.
The palaces on the Heqing and Heming side consist of only two large and three small ones. Although the human race has many methods, their vitality and defense are inferior to those of the spirit race, so naturally they do not have many members.
"Follow the way of Heaven, and do not act recklessly. All worldly affairs are illusory. You should simply cultivate in seclusion and continue your lineage." The old voice was calm and concise, without offering any further instructions.
The five men respectfully accepted, then performed a deep bow, gazed at the silent palace gate, and stepped away.
The same applies to most of the other human palaces. These descendants are mostly required to live in seclusion, since their numbers are extremely small and they simply do not have the means to take risks.
Of course, among the several human heritage temples, there were naturally a few who did not think this way, and their descendants headed towards the human base after leaving the secret realm.
For example, the angels of the West—only three of these bird-men remain today, and they stand devoutly before the temple.
Before the palace gates, a figure shrouded in pure white light appeared and disappeared. It was a powerful member of the angel race, who had once been a subordinate of the archangel.
However, with the great changes in the West, the Lord of Heaven perished, and the Archangel and countless powerful angels died in the calamity, leaving only a few members of their angel race.
If it hadn't been lucky enough not to have been attacked from the front, it probably wouldn't have been able to leave behind even half of its divine soul.
That's right, the arrogant Radham didn't even know that their inheritance hall only contained the souls of half-way powerhouses.
"Leave the secret realm and find your own way out."
The figure vanished instantly after uttering those words. It wouldn't have bothered to show itself if it weren't for maintaining its image as a powerful being, since even making a move requires expending spiritual energy.
Although it only possessed half a divine soul and had been barely clinging to life, it would have perished long ago in the calamity if it hadn't been afraid of death.
The three angels looked at each other as they gazed at the silent temple gates. Finally, they bowed silently and left side by side.
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On the mountain, a chipmunk that was cultivating suddenly opened its eyes, and then, with a flash, it disappeared from the spot.
Inside the secret realm, the chipmunk was stunned for a moment when it saw the familiar secret realm space before it, and then its eyes were filled with surprise.
"Squeak!" Old man!
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