The twenty-third has shrunk
Jun Mo asked: "My junior sister, Anjou An'an Winter Solstice, inheritance and creation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Is that what Senna said about the Lord of Creation?" the old man nodded: "No wonder, I heard that she is the only one who has inherited the heart painting, and she is the inheritor of your master's training in actual combat. I remember you're nineteen times?"
Jun Mo replied: "Specifically, it is 19321." β
"It's a pity that she couldn't break through twenty times, people from small worlds are more resilient, maybe she can surpass you. Before the old man finished speaking, the numbers on the display had stopped beating and froze at 1890, and the old man sighed.
Jun Mo asked: "Grandpa Xiao, refining is only the foundation, not equal to the future height, more than fifteen times there will be no shortcomings." β
The old man shook his head: "Didn't you hear it as a joke when I said that she surpassed you? Back then, as long as our group of people exceeded ten times, they were elite geniuses, and you couldn't move eighteen or nineteen, and I sighed because of envy and jealousy." β
Jun Mo didn't know how to answer, so he could only be silent.
The old man patted Jun Mowen's shoulder: "It's still a child, it's so uncute, obviously when you were bullied when you were five or six years old, you would cry and call grandpa." β
Jun Mowen's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "You said that I was only five or six years old at that time, so I was naturally ignorant. β
"Recently, rumors have been circulating in the galaxy that your grandfather is preparing to abdicate and ......concentrate on cultivation," the old man frowned slightly: "Tell me seriously, do you want to fight for that position?"
"I didn't think about it. "Jun Mo asked the truth, the emperor's grandfather is only a few thousand years old, and he is in the prime of life, at least he can continue to sit on the throne for ten thousand years.
"Then you can think about it now, your grandfather didn't take over the priesthood and stayed in the galaxy for thousands of years, and his cultivation is almost to the critical point of this world, and then he must go to the upper realm to break through, and the heir will choose between the three adopted sons and you, originally your father was the best choice, but he went too fast, and his cultivation was too high to be suitable. The old man touched his gray beard: "Xiao Yu seems to have that meaning, but if you want to fight, we old people are biased towards you, and the success rate is still very large." β
"I don't know, grandpa said that position is not only a right, but also a responsibility. Jun Mo muttered, "I'm not ready to take on an empire yet. β
"Don't worry, even if you want to abdicate, it will be a hundred years later, and you still have time to prepare. The old man smiled: "Remember, you have the most noble bloodline, you are the young master of Red Leaf City, and there are countless people behind you to support you." β
Jun Mo asked to send the old man away, and his heart was a little confused.
No wonder LaCrosse went to Qinglan, he took refuge with Uncle Yu, and Uncle Yu came to him as soon as he came back this time, maybe it was to test his thoughts.
He has always wanted to avoid the struggle for power and profit of the royal family, and moved out of the palace at the age of twenty to live in the territory, and only went back during the New Year's Festival, but he still couldn't hide.
Grandpa only has a biological child from his father, his father is not married, as the only bloodline descendant of the emperor, although his life experience is embarrassing, but in the eyes of people, he is still the first heir in line, especially the power left by his grandmother, whether he wants to or not, as long as his grandfather abdicates, he will definitely arch him to the throne.
But although the throne is good, he does not have absolute strength, and he is also a puppet when he goes up.
Jun Mo clearly understands this fact, the most important thing at present is to improve his strength.
Speaking of Anjou, the pain seems to have been for a lifetime, the body completely melted, and finally ended this torture, the endless aura is still surging, but it does not have the strong corrosiveness of the previous corpse water, but it has returned to its normal aura attributes, containing strong vitality.
Gradually, Anjou felt the presence of her body again.
Without hands and feet, like a seed.
Perhaps it was the process of turning into a seed that sprouted and blossomed in "Red Lotus in the Rain", Anjou was in a very calm mood, trying to absorb the aura and carrying Zhou Tian according to the running route of the ice muscle and jade bone.
The seed sprouts and grows into a grass.
That's right, it's not a flower, it's not a tree, it's a grass, the kind of weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside in the field, and the weeds that will encroach on the fertile fields if you are not careful, commonly known as the dog's tail grass.
Anru was aggrieved in her heart, thinking that she was so lucky, and the invincible beautiful girl loved by heaven and earth, even if it was not a lotus magnolia, she should be a descendant of the divine tree, and the peach and plum apricot tree would also work!
was unhappy, so she worked harder to absorb the aura, and tried to mutate herself from grass to flowers, even if it was a wildflower on the side of the road, she didn't dislike it.
When the aura reached saturation, the body could no longer hold a trace of it, and Anjou's whole body began to heat up.
Anjou thought that she would have to melt and be reborn again, and thought that no matter how painful it was, she would have to bear it, and this time she must not turn into grass.
Who knew that it was hot, but it didn't catch fire, but it turned into a human form, with hands, legs, and a head, and all the facial features, but there were no clothes.
'Congratulations to the host for completing the refinement, genetic atavism, and a lifespan of thousands of interstellar years, more than 10,000 years of blue blue. β
The congratulations of the system didn't make Anjou happy, and she was still struggling with the problem that her wood genes turned out to be dog's tail grass.
'The host wants to open up, the weeds are very good, the vitality is tenacious, as long as there is a root system, it can take root and grow when the climate is right, if the world perishes, the last one to survive may be the weeds. β
There are a lot of vigorous flowers, so why are they weeds? Anjou is so vulgar, think how many of her kind she killed when she was a child pulling grass in the field with her parents!
The hatch of the refining instrument opened, and a red cloth was thrown in, covering Anjou.
Jun Mowen's voice came from outside: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside, you put on your clothes and come out." β
Anjou tore off the cloth above his head, it was really an uncut cloth, it should be a complete horse, I don't know what material, it was as soft as a cloud, and it contained a rich aura.
Entering the mirage, opening the drawing software, and about to import the red cloth into the software, suddenly saw himself holding the cloth in reality, Anru couldn't help but rub his eyes vigorously and screamed: 'Jin Yi, how did I get smaller?!'
The people in the three-dimensional map are seven or eight years old at most, and they still look like when she was a child, but they are whiter and more delicate.
'Genetic remodeling, the host's body is now the same age as the soul. β
Anru Muran: 'I think I'm precocious, my soul can't be so naΓ―ve. β
According to the time of the Galactic Empire, Qinglan is twenty years old, which is equal to two years old for the galaxy, and the host should be glad that he has not turned into a baby. β
Anjou shuddered at the thought of retiring into a two-year-old baby, and felt that seven or eight years old was not bad, so she made her clothes into beautiful skirts, three layers inside and outside, and underwear, all painted with a chain of ascension arrays, and then tied two balls on her head.
From the illusion back to reality, the soft fabric is very comfortable to wear on the body, the body is so relaxed that it seems to be able to fly to the sky with a jump, although the body is reshaped, but the spiritual power in the sea has not become less, but has broadened several times, which is more in line with the name of the sea, the purity of the spiritual power seems to have improved, and the pressure pen is as flexible as a fish.
The refining is really reborn, not only has the "Creation and Transformation Soul Method" been refined, but the internal energy of the physical technique "Ice Muscle Jade Bone" is also equal to three or four times that of the previous one.