"I seem to be...five thousand six hundred and fifty years old?" One of the grandmothers said with some uncertainty.

Lan Yue likes her very much. This grandma can make very delicious flower cakes. Of course, the flowers come from her. There are no flowers in the Golden City anymore.

"You are five thousand seven hundred and fifty-three." Next to her, her old man said with a smile, then pointed to himself and said, "I am five thousand nine hundred and twenty-one years old."

Since Yue Yatou was here to chat with them, there were more smiles on their faces.

"I am six thousand one hundred and thirty-two..."

"I……"

…

Lan Yue secretly smacked her lips when she heard this, such a long life! It is indeed not like human longevity.

Until the grandfather with a white beard who was closest to the holy tree said: "I am eight thousand two hundred years old."

"Wow……"

Lan Yue exclaimed and said, "Grandpa Jiu, you are the eldest, right?"

The other grandparents nodded one after another and said, "Yeah, Elder Ninth is the oldest among us."

The ninth elder touched his beard, nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am the eldest. At that time, this holy tree was still..."

The Ninth Elder paused in his words and glanced at the holy tree lonely and sadly. The smiles on the faces of other grandparents also fell.

When they were young, the sacred tree was still lush and green.

Lan Yue looked at their sad looks, thought for a moment, took out a bottle of spiritual rain from the talisman bag and handed it to Elder Ninth, and said sincerely: "Grandpa Ninth, actually you all know that we don't belong here, we did enter by mistake.

What’s in this bottle here is the spiritual rain that I collected when I was going through the tribulation, maybe you can give it a try?”

The spiritual rain from heaven nourishes external objects and helps all things grow, but it may not be effective.

However, I don’t know if they are willing to use it. Although these grandparents like her, they are very careful when it comes to the sacred tree.

Sure enough, the Ninth Elder looked at the bottle in Lan Yue's hand but did not take it. He hesitated and said: "Girl Yue, we know that you are curious about the holy tree, and we also know that you have no bad intentions, but..."

"Ninth Elder, we don't have much time anyway. If Girl Yue wants to know, just tell her."

"Yes, tell her. The high priest said before that we have a chance of survival, but now that the high priest has been dead for so many years, we don't see any chance of survival. Let's just talk about it. It will be a matter of time.

We also looked at it."

"Yes, tell me! You have suffered so much these years!"

…

The grandparents around the Ninth Elder were all talking about it. The Ninth Elder had to endure too much alone.

The Ninth Elder sighed, looked up at the only twenty-three remaining leaves, took a deep breath, and said: "Okay!

Girl Yue, this tree is not only the sacred tree of our tribe, but also our mother tree.

Back then, when it was still lush and green, all newborns in the clan would be placed in the sacred tree for three days and three nights to enjoy the baptism and protection of the sacred tree.

Originally it was immortal.

It is because five thousand years ago, a group of foreigners suddenly came to our place and did something to our sacred tree.

At that time, all twenty elders in the clan came out, and they killed fifteen and seriously injured five. Even our king was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep at that time.

My father was the Ninth Elder at the time. Before his death, he asked me to inherit the position of Ninth Elder and protect our clan.

But...I am incompetent!

From that day on, the holy tree withered day by day, but we could no longer enter the holy tree.

I can only watch it wither and try all kinds of methods to no avail.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people in the tribe, and newborns cannot be baptized and protected by the sacred tree. Seeing that our place has turned from greenery to rolling yellow sand...

I failed to protect my people!

I am guilty!"

At the end of the story, the oldest Ninth Elder burst into tears.

These guilts weighed on his heart day and night, making him unable to breathe.

"Ninth Elder, it's not your fault, it's all those damn foreigners."

"Yes, Ninth Elder, you have done a good job."

…

The other old people kept comforting her, but the desolation surrounding them made Lan Yue very uncomfortable.

No wonder these old people are so repulsive to outsiders. It turns out that their disasters are all caused by outsiders.

Lan Yue felt uncomfortable and passed the bottle forward again.

"Grandpa Jiu, please give it a try. Are you sure it will work? If it doesn't work, we will think of other methods."

The Ninth Elder still did not move, but the other grandma next to the Ninth Elder directly took the bottle from Lan Yue's hand.

"Try it, Yue Yatou has one heart. Besides, what difference does it make to us if it lasts for one or two years?"

She handed the bottle to the ninth elder.

The ninth elder looked at the other people around him.

The others also nodded slowly. The ninth elder took a deep breath, looked at the bottle containing the spiritual rain, slowly reached for it, and poured it down along the edge of the roots of the holy tree.

After falling down, everyone stared nervously at the sacred tree.

But time passed slowly, and the leaves of the holy tree remained unchanged, without any change.

Lan Yue's fists were clenched tightly, how come there was no reaction at all?

Looking at the grandparents around me, the light in their eyes gradually went out, as if they were numb with expectations and hopes shattered thousands of times.

Lan Yue's heart twitched.

Seeing Lan Yue's lonely expression, the old people were about to pretend to smile to comfort Lan Yue.

Lan Yue suddenly felt something and quickly raised her head to look at the green leaves.

I just felt like a gust of cool wind was blowing, and the twenty-three leaves that seemed to be about to fall off at any time gradually began to branch out, as if they were full of water, and the leaves were green and full of energy.

Not to mention, that branch is actually slowly growing forward!

Others watched this scene with bated breath, as if they were afraid that their breathing would be loud and scare the sacred tree.

It wasn't until the branch grew about a palm's length that it stopped. Six new buds appeared on the newly grown branches. The new buds slowly opened and finally became six buds that were slightly lighter in color than the previous 23 buds.

green leaves.

However, that's all it grew.

Although there are only six short leaves, the old people are almost crying with joy. After so many years, after so many years... they finally see that the sacred tree has leaves instead of falling leaves!

The spiritual rain given by Yue Yatou is really useful!

But after being happy, the most realistic problem remained.

There is only a small amount of Tribulation-Transcending Spiritual Rain, and Yue Yatou may have collected this bottle.

Where does the spiritual rain come from?

This is not a random rain, but the spiritual rain after successfully overcoming the tribulation!

Ever since something went wrong with the sacred tree, they can no longer go out to the outside world.

Where can they find Ling Yu?

It's impossible to get it!

So, this solution simply won’t work!

After the joy, what remains is more despair.

But the next moment.

Just listen to "Dong! Dong! Dong..." the sound of wooden barrels falling on the ground several times in a row.

I saw several sealed wooden barrels beside Lan Yue.

"Since it works, let's keep pouring!"

Lan Yue patted the bucket that was half a person's height and said domineeringly.
Chapter completed!