The misty, flowing light swirled around it, and the tentacles seemed to be wrapped in a layer of fluffy down. Unfortunately, once it burst out, its menacing, ferocious, and ruthless appearance was hardly endearing.
The vines and tentacles collided with each other like sworn enemies, causing energy to dissipate violently.
"stop."
A cold rebuke came from within the cocoon, and the vines and tentacles, like mischievous monkeys caught by their parents, curled up and separated.
The green cocoon slowly opened, the vines gradually receded, revealing a beautiful woman with fair skin and a naturally elegant demeanor.
Chang Le stretched out his body, and the light, ethereal energy of the flowing water and mountains entered his body on its own, cleansing his mind and calming his spirit. The hidden injuries in his body and mind had noticeably improved.
This is a method for cultivating the soul that she obtained from the [Agricultural Mystic Realm], called "Heaven and Earth in Harmony".
Having only grasped the basics of this technique, Chang Le sat on this solitary platform for two months.
She absorbed the vines and tentacles into her body.
At this moment, a plume of smoke suddenly rose from the bottomless abyss outside the lonely platform, ethereal and mysterious. The white smoke transformed into an old man and appeared in front of Chang Le.
The old man perfectly embodied the image of a white-bearded old man from Chinese mythology, with his hair and beard as white as snow, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, while wearing a rough and simple cloth robe.
Seeing him often made me not surprised.
Because this old man is the central controller of the [Agricultural Mystic Realm], and an extremely rare being with independent intelligence. Chang Le had seen him when he first entered the inner circle.
"Sir." Chang Le bowed slightly and greeted him respectfully.
Over the years, Chang Le's temperament has become increasingly aloof, but he has never neglected proper etiquette.
The old gentleman gestured for the two to sit facing each other.
The old gentleman stroked his beard and asked, "Young friend, how is Mr. Jiufang doing these days?"
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