The little dragon's spirituality began to awaken with this glimmer of brilliance, and it struggled to be free, but in vain. Lily flipped it a few more times, and then took it off and flew the little dragon towards her sister, who looked like she was in pain.

After catching Xiaolong, Qian Rui began to look through it and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Soul, Bran should have made a new discovery, and he injected an inexplicable soul here. ”

"Inexplicable, what do you mean?"

"It is not a complete soul, not even a soul, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as a shell of a soul. He used these materials to piece together the shape of a dragon, wrapped his flesh and blood into the body of yours, a magical dragon.

He guessed that I would definitely inject my own magic into it as well, so that you could take advantage of it. ”

"It's just a little magic. Seri's mouth was still stiff in joy.

"Heh! Although Bran's and I's bodies have been completely magicalized and become more and more pure, flesh and blood are still the essence of our existence, and it and magic are still two different things.

When we take the flesh from the body, we still feel pain. What's more, Bran and I are both at a critical juncture of innovation, and our flesh and blood are slowly changing from the inside out. Although there is not much flesh and blood, it is not easy to take it out of one's own body. Lily sighed, "You'll get to this point soon, and you'll understand then." ”

Qian Rui blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Why is it not easy?"

"My physical strength, do you think a normal sword can hurt me?" looked at Sirry and shook her head, "You fourth gobran, even if you turn into gray smoke, it is not as loose as it seems on the outside, and its toughness is not much worse than my body. You may not believe it, and it feels like the smoke is swaying in the wind, but that's just an illusion. Even with your current strength, it's hard to tear a single cent off it. ”

Lily raised her hand and touched her sister's head, "The most important thing is that as a wizard, don't be fooled by some illusions. If you want to compete with him in the future, remember not to get caught up in the smoke he has turned into. ”

Listening to her sister's words, Qian Rui nodded seriously.

......

When Lily lifts Bran's bottom, Bran is attracted to another phenomenon - his old tree is changing.

After Bran entered the Sea of Mana, the Ancient Tree spent most of his time with him. The magic that overflowed from the sea of magic through his body was also mostly absorbed by the ancient tree. Compared to the huge body of the ancient tree, these magic powers are nothing, and some changes are also very hidden.

This change was not only noticed by Bran, but even by the ancient tree itself. The events that followed also made Bran and the ancient tree lose their previous meticulousness and patience in the noise.

Now that the noise had dissipated, Bran began to gradually regain calm. Some small changes that I had not noticed slowly caught the attention of Bran and the ancient tree.

The ancient tree is actively absorbing magic power, not like plundering and absorbing, but more like a symbiosis, a kind of help. He's speeding up Bran's metabolism, and he's getting a huge benefit from it.

The ancient tree absorbs the magic that pours out of the sea of magic, which makes Bran think of photosynthesis. It's not, but it's very much like that. He stored the magic in a new way, and began to reinvent himself like Bran.

In the center of the trunk of the ancient tree is a very small new kernel that is pulsating like a heart. With each pulsation, there seems to be a slight increase.

This likewise caught the attention of another ancient tree explorer, and after communicating with Bran for half a day, no useful conclusions were drawn. So Bran consulted the fairy Mikel, but the old guy didn't know anything. Without hope, Bran had to be patient and observe.

As the core of the ancient tree pulsated, the speed at which he absorbed the mana also accelerated. The tributary that flowed through Bran also increased its speed. Seeing this, Bran jumped into the canopy of the ancient tree and sat down.

The tributaries gradually manifested and flowed out of the void, enveloping Bran and the ancient trees in its rapids like waterfalls. Flowey had avoided the distance, and the explorer was instinctively driven to stand cautiously on the edge of the waterfall.

Fairy Mikel watched from afar, not knowing what to think. At the same time, a warning came out of his mouth, forbidding others to come near here.

That's the only thing in Mikel's warning. As for the danger, he didn't say.

Under the flush of the waterfall, Bran felt that the bones, muscles, and internal organs in his body were washed away and melted cleanly. There is only one skin left, trying to carry the surging water. At this moment, it seems that even the keys in the body have lost their function and are on the verge of collapse.

And he didn't feel fear. The impact of the water and the vibration of the skin made Bran feel comfortable. He only hoped that the shock, the shock, would be more violent.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, the tributaries of the mana accelerated abruptly, and Bran's skin was torn apart. Then it dissipates like rags, like ruin, like smoke.

But he's still there, he's still sitting in the canopy, he's still able to sense himself. Flowey still wagged her tail unhurriedly, Mikel still looked worried, nervous, excited, expectant, and many other things that Bran couldn't understand, forming the old fairy's unusually complicated expression, and the core of the ancient tree still pulsated, strong and powerful.