Chapter 3: Sleepless Nights (Part II)

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"Boom!" The black and white torrents slammed into the beneath the Magic Tree, splashing like a wave, foam flying, shattering into thousands of jumping source particles, melting everywhere around the body.

Without waiting for the saffron to catch its breath, the source particles emerged from every corner of its body, black and white, distinct, and reunited into two roaring dragons, chasing each other, entwining with each other, and rushing towards the heart again.

The saffron was spasmed, hot and cold, and couldn't stop screaming in a high-pitched voice. The black and white torrents rushed and impacted again and again, splashed and dissipated again and again, and the cycle began again and again, never ending.

"Crunch." Gordon's bones groaned in pain, and his crocus arms were like hard iron hoops, strangling his back and squeezing inward. He tried to break free, but he couldn't, and his knee pressed against the crocus lower body, and the other party didn't notice it.

"It's cold! It's hot! I'm going to explode! The saffron had long been delirious, babbling loudly, and its two arms turned into two swollen dragons, and a large amount of black and white source particles leaked out and rushed into Gordon's vest.

Gordon snorted, his body trembling. The black and white source particles drove straight in, scurrying around, gradually condensing into small black and white snakes, writhing, and pounced on Gordon's own source particles.

In an instant, hot and cold alternated, alternating between cold and heat, and Gordon felt as if he was in the middle of an ice cellar and a furnace. The black and white snakes were extremely domineering, and they even devoured Gordon's source particles and strengthened their bodies. It didn't take long for the source particles to be devoured by these greedy snakes.

"Oh, it's so cool, it's so comfortable!" The saffron cried out as some of the black and white source particles were expelled from his body, causing him to feel less pain, and instinctively hugging Gordon tighter. The black and white source particles burst out of the arms like torrents, and they continued to rush into Gordon's body.

Gordon's face was pale and painful. The black and white snakes gathered more and more, swelled sharply, and turned over the rivers and seas in their bodies, wreaking havoc at will. These source particles are not born by themselves, they are completely uncontrollable, and if they continue like this, their muscles, bones, and internal organs will be stirred up.

Quiet as stone.

The heart is like a stone.

The monks of the cross-kneeled Moon Gate are reflected in the deepest part of their hearts.

Gordon slowly raised his left palm, and his right hand poked back, and his five fingers bloomed like an orchid - Tibetan abyss style!

Slim and empty, his body turned into a drop of falling water as the breath microtechnique fluctuated.

With a loud bang, the waves are vast, and the river of time comes from infinity and runs away from infinity. The monks were far away, ethereal.

The river of time washed over Gordon, and the black and white snakes shrank and stiffened like insignificant dust, and their bellies and abdomen cracked. A grain of source particles that originally belonged to Gordon jumped out, full of liveliness, like a baby conceived in the womb, absorbing the nutrients of the snakes, reborn, refined and pure, and no longer containing the slightest impurity.

The more snakes there are, the more source particles are reborn, gradually condensing and not dispersing, converging into streams, swimming flesh and blood, and finally making a clear sound like heaven, returning to the sea and rushing to the heart!

"Boom!" Gordon and Saffron shook in unison and retreated.

Gray dirt oozes from their skin, and the smell is fishy. Muscles, bones, tendons, blood vessels, and internal organs tremble slightly, and evolve in an all-round way.

The skin begins to become smooth, the muscle fibers are full and strong, the bones and tendons become tough, the blood vessels thicken, the circulation increases, and the functions of all organs are greatly enhanced.

Under the Demon Tree of the two of them, the source particles condensed like substance, piled up into soil, and seemed to have evolved into the source force! The difference is that the source power of the crocus is black and white, majestic and intense, like a sharp sword. And Gordon's source power is colorless and breathless, subtle and convergent, like a silent sword scabbard.

As long as the source power is nourished and strengthened for a few months, the magic tree will grow roots under the nourishment of the source power.

"Breakthrough? Am I a true warrior? The saffron fluted for a moment, and her hands danced wildly in surprise, jumping around, "I'm black lead!" Legendary heroes have taken their first step! ”

He got so carried away that he hit the freckles he was staying on. "Plop!" The bucket in Freckle's hand fell to the ground, and the man slipped and fell. Saffron tripped and also fell down, just lying on freckles.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Atai's little head poked out. He opened his mouth wide and looked stupidly at the intimate crocloves and freckles: "You guys, you guys, you ......"

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!" Saffron jumped up and said as if she had just woken up from a dream, "Hey, where are my clothes?" Who stripped me naked? Little finch, don't you ......?"

"You disgusting shit, of course it's not me!" Freckles gritted his teeth, and the eyes of the three people looked at Gordon at the same time.

At this moment, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

The young man sat cross-legged, still as dust, his expression distant and focused, and a mysterious river flowed in his eyes. Although it was close at hand, it was far away, and in a short moment, the three of them could no longer sense the young man's location.

Standing up, the long river disappeared, Gordon smiled faintly, and the beautiful smile bloomed like an orchid: "I know, what is more important." ”

Lewd laughter! Crocus had goosebumps on her skin, grabbed her clothes and pants, wrapped her lower body, and said in a trembling voice: "You misunderstood, it doesn't matter at all!" Nothing was born, little finch, right? ”

Freckles stammered, "This is for you, I'm not interested in men anyway." ”

"I'm not interested!" Saffron shouted impatiently.

"It's not the result that's important, it's the process." Atai said in a deep voice, seeing the strange eyes of the three friends, he was embarrassed to pull the pigtails, "I just saw it from a book at night, I think it is very imposing, so I want to use it." ”

Gordon got dressed, and he had figured out what was going on. Saffron ate a strange mushroom that was half black and half white, and her brain was dizzy all of a sudden, so she ran to her cave.

"I said earlier, the protagonist of the epic is unmatched! You see, I'm full of power now, I'm a little master of the black lead level, and this big mushroom must be a treasure that is rare in 10,000 years! The saffron was proud, waving her fists, and making a "whirring" sound of source power. "One more level, and I will be able to enter the 'Ten Lands' Adventure Treasure Hunt. Believe the protagonist, soon! ”

Starting from the black lead level, every time a cultivator evolves, he will resonate with the origin of this world, and thus automatically enter ten mysterious spaces, which are the land of death, the land of danger, the land of chaos, the land of confusion, the land of sleep, the land of blessing, the land of treasure, the land of wonder, the land of saints, and the land of birth, collectively known as the "ten places".

Cultivators enter one of these places at random. Usually, blessed land and treasure land will be harvested, and dangerous land and chaotic land are full of dangers. As for the place of death, I had never heard of a cultivator who left alive.

"Shit luck." Freckles rolled their eyes.

"I'm also black lead." Gordon said. Once a cultivator enters the black lead level, he will increase his lifespan by about ten years.

Atai looked at the crocus in surprise, and then at Gordon: "You stripped naked and advanced." You're also stripped naked, and you're also promoted. He thought for a moment and began to undress.

"It's not what you think." Gordon shook his head and explained. This light mushroom is at least a bronze-level treasure, and with the flesh of the saffron, it can't digest the surging power at all, and the source particles are devoured. When the two of them touched each other's limbs, he took nearly half of the source particles for him, thus both evolving.

"Double cultivation! This is definitely a double practice! "I've seen it in the library." ”

"You misunderstood!" The other three said in unison.

"By the way, Atai, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?" Gordon asked.

Ah Tai looked at everyone and looked solemn: "I suddenly felt so confused, I couldn't sleep at all, as if something was going to happen." Believe me, barbarians have a natural sense of danger. ”

As soon as the words fell, a shrill whistle sounded through the cave.