Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 76 Prayer
Chen Jing lived his life on thin ice. Whenever he fought a battle, he only fought against two types of people.

One type is people who pose no threat to you. (If you make a mistake in judgment, there is nothing you can do.)
The other type is the one who has to fight.

Jing Chan has been causing trouble time and time again, and has been claiming that he wants to fight to the death, so he is the kind of person who has to be fought.

But at the same time, Jingchan is also a non-threatening person.

Chen Jing knew his own limitations. He knew that he had a weak foundation, insufficient fighting experience, and poor talent.

Then go fight those with weaker foundation, less fighting experience, and less talent.

Even a grain of rice could be avoided by Chen Jing because it could ignore illusions.

But Jingchan is different. Although he has an immortal body, he has nothing else.

Just because I can’t kill you doesn’t mean I can’t beat you.

"Jingchan, does this bluestone look familiar to you? This is where your fourth and fifth brothers are buried, and it's also where your eldest brother died!"

Jing Chan, who was about to fight back, suddenly froze when he heard these words.

His eyes wandered downwards, and the familiar place seemed to bring him back to that night.

The eldest brother sat in front of the grave, the yellow paper burning to ashes in the brazier... He angrily asked himself why he had done such a cruel thing to his relatives.

"You remembered? I just heard that your elder brother was killed by a tree man here. That tree man, could it be you?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Jing Chan suddenly collapsed and roared, bursting out with tremendous strength, and turned around and punched Chen Jing.

Chen Jing's figure disappeared from the spot, and appeared again beside him, then was smashed to pieces by a punch, but reappeared behind him.

Chen Jing appeared and disappeared one after another, making every attack of Jing Chan fall into empty space.

"Come out!"

"as you wish."

The world is spinning.

Jing Chan's feet were empty, his ankles were grabbed, and then his whole body was thrown into the air, swung in a circle, and his cheek made close contact with the ground.

--boom!

His eyes went dark and he felt as if his brain was smashed.

Wasn’t it said that the flying sword was sharp?

Where is the flying sword!
boom!
A big foot suddenly stepped on Jingchan's back, and the ground cracked instantly. He cried out in pain, and the veins on his forehead were exposed, full of pain.

"Yesterday, you kept saying that you would let me do whatever I wanted. Are you going to give up now?"

Chen Jing did not forget to attack verbally.

Since his golden body cannot be broken, there is no need to use the flying sword for the purpose of killing.

At this time, using his true martial arts body and illusion, he was still able to defeat his opponent.

"Ah ah ah..."

Jing Chan just kept screaming.

The physical pain was secondary. What was truly unbearable for him was being in this place, facing the graves of his fourth, fifth and eldest brothers.

"No, it's not my fault. They all want to harm me. I don't want to die!"

Chen Jing's expression changed slightly, and he felt that the guy under his feet was becoming stronger and stronger.

What the hell, can you become stronger out of thin air just by saying "I don't want to die"?
Then, a huge force came.

Jing Chan gritted his teeth, shouldered the heavy pressure on his back, and climbed up little by little.

"The Jing family killed my biological mother and coveted my talent. They betrayed me first. All of them are hypocritical and calculating for their own benefit. This is not my home. How can I not kill the Jing family!"

Jing Chan's eyes were red and he growled, then with resentment he suddenly lifted up his hand and threw Chen Jing into the lake.

He was immediately overjoyed.

Illusions are so subtle that they are difficult to detect, but once they enter water, the power of the illusion will be greatly reduced.

So Jing Chan quickly jumped into the water to look for Chen Jing.

Sudden.

A big hand suddenly pressed down from above his head, pressing his head under the water.

"I want to see if an immortal body can hold its breath and not breathe!"

"Don't even think about killing me!"

The two men were like underwater dragons, punching and kicking vigorously, creating a huge wave.

Jing Chan thought that he would be able to break Chen Jing's illusion by going into the water, but to his despair, the illusion was not weakened at all underwater.

On the contrary, although he is a good swimmer, he is still not as good in the water as on land, and he is even more desperate than on shore.

The feeling of suffocation made him extremely frightened, and he could only desperately escape to the shore.

But time and time again, his legs were pulled, his head was held down, his waist was stepped on, and he couldn't get up no matter what.

Obviously he was stronger than Chen Jing, but he couldn't see through the illusion, so he had no place to use his strength and could only be beaten.

Gradually, a feeling of powerlessness filled my whole body.

"I don't want to die..." Jing Chan choked on a large mouthful of water again. The world in front of him became more and more blurry until it went completely dark.

In a trance.

He heard a small scream.

"Yeah!"

……

Chen Jing fished the cicada out of the water. He was so tired that he sat down on the ground.

"Hold on a little longer, and I'll be the one running away..."

The last time he chased Old Master Qi for three days and three nights, it was not as strenuous as this half-day fierce battle. Hai Na Bai Chuan's extraordinary spiritual power, transformed into his martial arts true body, beat him to exhaustion.

But the result is still good.

Knock this guy down.

Chen Jing came hurriedly yesterday, arrested Jing Chan's father and brother, and forced them to tell him about Jing Chan's past, but he had no reliable ideas.

On the contrary, he himself had a lot of insights.

Then, he prepared for this battle. Wasn't it for the purpose of reasoning with others that he practiced hard and honed his skills every day?

Put your knowledge into practice.

Chen Jing glanced at Jing Chan, who was recovering rapidly with a faint golden light on his body, then shifted his gaze to the little lotus root spirit beside him.

"Xiao Man, you finally woke up?"

"Ey."

Xiaoman started babbling and gesticulating. It was probably because it was sleeping soundly in the middle of the lake, but was woken up by the fight between the two of them, so it came over to take a look.

Finally, he looked at Jingchan cautiously.

"Xiao Man still recognizes him?"

Chen Jing asked.

"Yeah..."

Xiaoman nodded, then walked to Jingchan with a sad look in her eyes.

It gently pushed Jingchan's face with its little hand, and seeing that he didn't react, it slowly squatted down, closed its eyes, and a strange wave emanated from its body.

The soft and warm aura condenses into a drop of clear liquid.

During this process, Xiaoman's spirituality dissipated rapidly.

Chen Jing wanted to stop him immediately, but Xiaoman turned around and shook his head slowly at him.

(It doesn’t matter, this is the agreement between me and his mother)
The liquid slowly fell on Jingchan's eyebrows.

Chen Jing saw this scene and was thoughtful.

He was able to get Xiaoman thanks to Jingchan. When he found Xiaoman, it was not dying as if it had been kidnapped, but was sleeping soundly.

Spirits cannot be forced; they are born and raised by nature, created by coincidence, and interact with people based on their own preferences.

If you are forced, at best I will refuse to cooperate, at worst I will die in front of you.

So, Xiaoman has actually always recognized Jingchan.

suddenly.

"mother……"

Jing Chan closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and murmured.

He was hazy, his perspective was in the water, and he looked up to see a figure hidden in his heart.

It’s my mother…

The woman by the lake was crying sadly.

Tick ​​tock.

Drop by drop, it fell into Hualian Lake.

"Chan'er, it's all because of your humble origins that I can't give you a bright future... But you were born with a vision and have a bright future. How can you let me hold you back...

After much pleading on behalf of my mother, I finally got the master to show mercy and give me a chance;
From now on, you are a direct descendant of the Jing family;

After my mother passed away, I was free from the cage and could show my talent.
I am a maidservant of a concubine, a lowly person. I am blessed to have such a son. I have nothing else to ask for. If there is a spirit in Hualian Lake, I beg you to bless my son to have a smooth future..."

Tick.

Tick.

A breeze blew across Hualian Lake, and the lotus leaves swayed slightly.

Lakeside underwater.

A piece of lotus root seemed to sense something and grew lovely eyebrows and eyes out of thin air, and stretched out its white and tender limbs.

Its eyes emerged from the water and looked at the woman's departing back with a sad look in its eyes.

"Ey."

(End of this chapter)