Daoist sang realized that he had returned to a thousand years ago.
He was still the small mulberry tree from before, without the slightest change.
It grew up in a lush forest, and because it accidentally gave birth to intelligence, it didn't know where it came from or where it wanted to go.
The only thing he looked forward to every day was to see his roots grow healthily.
After an unknown number of years, a small willow tree grew in the forest.
It was so graceful, so beautiful, so slender and straight.
The little mulberry tree was gradually fascinated by her.
He had watched over her silently for hundreds of years, until he suddenly transformed into a human and was accepted as a disciple of wuchao temple by a passing master. Then he left the forest.
He silently swore in his heart that when he succeeded in his cultivation, he would definitely return and enlighten you.
