Chapter Seventy-Eight: Saplings
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Standing under the clouds in the sky, the energy in his body began to transform into immortal energy.
Qualitative change caused by quantitative change?
still has this immortal qi itself, and it will emerge as soon as the time comes.
Like an inexhaustible spring, it is desirable and fascinating, but this is not the power he should have.
Feng Ming.
From the original brightness to hoarseness, and finally to a little heartbreaking, not like a mythical beast that only appears in myths and legends, but like a monster.
Zhao Han at this time, what is it if he is not a monster?
Even more terrifying than monsters.
Monsters are scary because other creatures are afraid of them, hence the name monsters.
What should be called a creature that is feared by "monsters"?
When they fell to the ground on all fours, there were a five-meter-tall black bear, a three-meter-tall white-fronted tiger, a strange snake with a scorpion tail, and the king of this primeval forest, a snow-white ape with a long iron stick, they were all in fear and fear at this time, staring at the endless clouds above the sky with awe-inspiring eyes.
There is also Qingluan, who seems to have slept under the clouds.
The Qingluan Divine Bird really seemed to be asleep, or when it was in the tribulation of the immortals.
The clouds in the sky didn't seem to disturb it in any way, and the eyes of this beautiful divine bird were only the red carp that swam in the air, the red carp that aroused the desire in his heart.
Perhaps there is still a ridiculous mentality in his heart, wandering in his body and mind.
for their own ignorance.
Confused for yourself.
Seven emotions and six desires are added, but there are no waves in the heart.
Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, but nothing fell beside him.
Only a red carp wandered through his pupils, growing larger and larger, eventually taking over his entire field of vision.
And the thunder tribulation above the sky seemed to be afraid of disturbing his state at this time, even if countless thunder dragons and snakes were hidden in the dark clouds, they did not make the slightest sound, since Qingluan was the origin, and within a radius of thousands of miles, it also became silent under the pressure of the calamity clouds.
In the entire silent world, only the hoarse chirping of the Qingluan Divine Bird kept echoing.
And the red carp in mid-air from the water curtain that appeared out of thin air, constantly jumping, out of the water, and then falling down, and the cycle goes by.
That's often how ridiculous it is.
Zhao Han was worried about the immortal tribulation for two days, but when he really encountered it, he found that it was just a boring trick, and his calamity was just a joke born from the bad taste of some big people to intimidate him.
Exploded and died?
He clearly felt that every tree in the endless forest below him was injecting countless years of spiritual power into his body, and the red carp that kept instilling laws and knowledge in his mind seemed to be helping him.
In such a situation, how could he explode?
Immortals, human immortals?
This is not the end.
As long as Zhao Han's eyes were fixed on the moving red carp, his own realm began to move forward.
It's ridiculous, he doesn't even know why this is happening.
But the changes in his body undoubtedly told everyone that it was a big joke.
Maybe the fairy is just a doll that can be mass-produced?
As long as the big people want to, they can make one at any time, and it doesn't take much longer than it takes to brew a pot of spirits.
Zhao Han was tired.
There is no fatigue in the body, and the pure aura that constantly comes keeps his body in peak condition anytime and anywhere.
But his heart was tired.
If what Murong did in the game can be explained by accident, then how can the scene in front of him nakedly help him to hang up?
Do you continue to deceive yourself with delusions?
Zhao Han has never been a good person, nor is he a person who doesn't know how to take shortcuts, and he doesn't have the spiritual cleanliness of "what you cultivate by yourself is the best" in the hearts of most cultivators with firm Taoist hearts.
At most, it's just some material cleanliness, which is harmless.
But being helped like this now, naked hanging, still makes him feel like a joke.
He didn't like that.
So......
"Bang!"
As if the balloon had been blown up, the huge Qingluan body was burst by the aura that poured infinitely into his body.
It was purely his own death......
deliberately channeled the aura to a place where it shouldn't be, and let himself play a self-destruct.
Knowing that you won't die.
Knowing that someone wasn't going to let him die like that.
Just like the protagonist in the biography of the novel, no matter how he dies, there will be an "accident" that will help him get a new life, and then his skills will increase greatly, and everything will develop like a good side.
The truth was just as he thought, just after his "bang" turned into a spark, the thunderstorm in the sky began to fall.
The Apocalypse began.
But what about after that?
The cyan flames that had originally exploded rushed directly into the sky, and the endless flames actually swallowed the thunder tribulation directly!!
Once again, it condensed into the shape of an egg, and the power of Wen Han in it stepped past the level that a human immortal should have.
A red carp, as if "accidentally" swam in the wrong place, jumped lightly, and jumped into the egg containing endless green fire, injecting the laws and knowledge that an earth immortal should know into this nirvana phoenix egg, and even a lot of knowledge of the plane and the universe, which is not what an earth immortal should understand at all.
Is it difficult to practice the five qi in the chest?
Just have a dream.
An intermittent dream, every time it appears, it is on a hillside with the fragrance of birds and flowers.
Water a small sapling.
Catch insects.
After that, the figure in the dream disappears.
When it comes back up, it's a repeat of what you did before.
Occasionally, some strange creatures would be buried under the sapling.
A palm-sized, doll-like dragon-like creature?
There is no shortage of claws and tails, and the dragon-shaped doll can clearly see five dragon claws, five claws and nine fingers...... A real dragon!!
Except for its smaller size, it is no different from a real dragon.
Turtle, python, unicorn, true phoenix...... All sorts of strange creatures were the size of a palm, and they were buried in the soil under the familiar sapling by him in his dream.
Of the many creatures buried, the largest was a humanoid creature that emitted a white shimmer.
For some reason, Zhao Han naturally understood what the white glimmer was.
That's immortal energy.
This kind of "little man" that exudes fairy aura is like a pile of puppets that he buried in the soil under the small sapling. (To be continued.) )