Chapter 1206: Chapter 61: The Change at Zichen Lake [Brothers, thanks for waiting.]_7 Chapter 1206: Chapter 61: The Change at Zichen Lake [Brothers, thanks for waiting.]_7 This world seed unchanged, but Feng Yin knew that in these sixty years, at least several billion lives had completed their journey from birth to death.
Buried in this seemingly unchanged land.
“Life compared to the world… haha…”
Dong Xiaoyan also felt deeply and said, “Yes, even if you beco a great general, the Duke of the Kingdom, what does it matter? When your ti cos, you still end up buried in the ground.”
“Yes.”
Feng Yin said solemnly, “Even as the Duke of the Kingdom, even as a high-ranking general, a thousand years later, people will trample the head of your grave flat.”
Dong Xiaoyan’s bright eyes twinkled, “Why don’t we go see our graves?”
Feng Yin smiled wryly.
“Let’s go another ti. Aren’t we heading to Zichen Lake now?”
“Alright then.”
Dong Xiaoyan was clearly interested in this.
But since Feng Yin didn’t want to go, she didn’t ntion it again.
Just then…
The pines below surged, a spiritual force rising to the sky: “Master? Is that you?”
Feng Yin laughed helplessly: “It’s the little pine. Has it transford?”
They descended with the wind.
At the peak, a vibrant green pine tree grew at the highest point.
This was not the pine tree’s original body, but a clone.
“Wow, little pine, you’ve outdone yourself.”
Feng Yin understood at a glance.
The original body was too large, but it had distributed its roots and already achieved, wherever the clone appeared, it was no different from the original body.
They could communicate at any ti.
“All thanks to master’s guidance!”
The verdant body of the little pine tree shrank suddenly, turning into a bonsai about a person’s height.
The bark writhed, transforming into a face—strangely, a cat’s face!
Only bigger, or perhaps it should be said, more like a tiger’s.
It spoke: “Hello, Master!”
Feng Yin was dumbfounded: “Why did you turn into a cat face? Like Feng Ying?”
The little pine tree said, “I’m about to transform, but I feel human faces lack fur, which I don’t like much, so I chose the most beautiful one.”
Feng Yin widened his eyes: “A cat face is the most beautiful?”
“Yes, the last ti I saw Big Sis, I thought her face was incredibly beautiful.”
The little pine tree proudly said: “So I spared no effort, took three months to carve out this face.”
Saying this, a spring suddenly bubbled up from its roots; the little pine tree bent down to look at its reflection in the water, quite satisfied with itself: “Though it’s not perfect yet, it’s quite good.”
Dong Xiaoyan rolled her eyes skyward, holding back her urge to burst into laughter.
Her shoulders were shaking.
Clearly, she was about to lose it.
Feng Yin was sowhat speechless too.
Dammit… He’d never thought aesthetic tastes could differ to such an extent.
But then, he ca to terms with it.
“After all, it’s just a tree. A tree’s aesthetic sense is probably different from that of humans.”
So he reminded, “Your transformation to form your face should happen only once in your lifeti, right? You should be careful.”
The little pine tree was utterly content: “As long as Big Sis isn’t angry, I’m staying like this. I’m very satisfied, very content.”
“…Alright then.”
After all, to each tree its own.
Feng Yin couldn’t force the little pine tree to conform to his own aesthetic sense.
“Have you seen your Big Sis recently?”
“Not lately.”
The little pine tree said: “About forty-odd years ago, Big Sis was chasing the Purple Emperor and White Rainbow with a group of brothers, passed back and forth around seven or eight tis, and I even hit the Purple Emperor and White Rainbow on the head four or five tis…”
“…”
Feng Yin felt sowhat listless: “How many years has that little guy been chasing the Purple Emperor and White Rainbow?”
“About sixteen or seventeen years, I guess?”
The little pine tree was unsure: “That should be the number… It seed like mainly training back then, leading a bunch of caterpillars and birds, all quite fierce, and each passing felt stronger than the next.”
“By the last ti they passed, they were nearly at the level above Cloud Top.”
“Yeah, that seems about right.”
Feng Yin thought, then said: “This hasn’t been a waste of my effort.”
So, he asked: “Where was the last chase?”
“It happened by Zichen Lake in the old Yan State, seed like a final battle erupted, Big Sis and the little brothers smashed the Purple Emperor and White Rainbow’s physical bodies… haven’t seen a chase since then. Nor seen Big Sis.”
The little pine tree said.
“Zichen Lake? Zichen Lake??”
Feng Yin suddenly had a bad feeling.
…
[A standalone chapter will follow later.]
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