"Ah! You got this item! It's my baby, the tree that can sing! I got this from a reptile, why does it leave me today?"
When the ape saw this, it immediately looked hurt to the core. Its eyes did not leave the small tree at all, afraid that it would leave its sight. It quickly asked, "Do you want to change? This is what I want to hear when I sleep."
Its tone was very sincere.
"What kind of tree is this?"
Li Xiang quickly asked the ape.
"I don't know either. I only know that there will be heavenly music on this tree. It is very pleasant to hear. As long as I hear it, I will sleep very peacefully. There was once when I was sleeping, a berserk zombie became quiet under the tree, and the violence on its body disappeared."
The ape replied.
This was a treasure, a rare treasure of heaven and earth.
He couldn't feel the postnatal aura from it, so it was not a simple piece of art.