"Maybe it was because of the two impermanences back then, the former was the result of two people, and most of the people who learned their Fa and Tao were two ......."

Zen Master Guyue said, and returned to his seat: "Those two people didn't make a direct move, and they thought they were secretly spying on the prince, maybe ........"

"This king has not made a move for many years, where did they have the opportunity to spy on this king's methods?"

King Zhenhai's fingers tapped the back of the chair, and his smile was a little cold:

"Then I'll give them a chance to see what kind of master my brother Wang has invited!"

......

It's not easy to be a man, and it's just as hard to be a tree.

A dying old tree, more and more so.

Adapting to a tree is naturally nothing to An Qisheng, but when there is no spiritual opportunity, Qi seed, or even other available, the weakened Yuan Shen makes this process extremely painful.

There is nothing in common between people and trees, let alone trees from other worlds, and the worlds are different, and their composition is more and more different.

The Bodhi tree does not have such a thing as the so-called central nervous system of flesh and blood, but it also has a similar 'system'.

For several days, Anqisheng had been slowly transforming the linden tree, rather than adapting to a tree himself.

This is not difficult.

Whether it is a plant or an animal, its most subtle composition is not different, it is just a difference in operation and arrangement.

Influencing this arrangement, you can achieve a preliminary material transformation, which has been mastered by An Qisheng as early as the Wanyang Realm.

It's just that he doesn't want to be exposed until he catches the mastermind behind the scenes.

Not to mention the Emperor Heaven Realm, this Earth Immortal Realm alone can already make a five-star supreme, a peerless figure, Gautama close his eyes and enter Nirvana, of course he will not be without scruples.

While transforming the Bodhi tree, An Qisheng did not stop thinking, and couldn't help deducing the best choice he could do next.

It is difficult to explore a thousand things, but fortunately, An Qisheng has always been a person who can endure solitude.

"Mr. Monster, you, you're in another world again?"

At this time, the three-hearted blue spirit boy woke up from his dream: "Then, what about the giant python, the giant python?" ”

The Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child was born in the message, and in a sense, it is not a living being, and it is the most suitable existence to accompany dreams outside of the royal sword.

It's just that when he fell asleep, An Qisheng was still awake, but the little blue-skinned monster was about to fall asleep.

But the reason why he was in a coma for so long this time was because of the impact of the giant demon's spiritual light.

"Probably dead."

An Qisheng came back to his senses, and the three-hearted blue spirit boy had already poked his head out of the reincarnation cave, looked at the body of the black hole, and was stunned again:

"Mr. Monster, you, how did you become a tree? Also, your Genshin ......"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was taken aback.

Its clan was cursed by the Nightmare Hydra, and he couldn't practice at all, but he had followed An Qisheng for a long time, so naturally it was impossible not to even see that his primordial spirit was weak.

"After that, a lot of things happened, and I couldn't say anything clearly."

An Qisheng replied, perceiving the three-hearted blue spirit child, and couldn't help but move in his heart: "You ......"

Maybe it was dark under the light, he didn't think of the three-hearted blue spirit boy when he thought about it before, but when he saw this little blue-skinned monster at this time, his heart couldn't help but move.

No matter what the reason is that he can't contact the transcendent spiritual machine, the existence of this three-hearted blue spirit child is also independent of the spiritual machine.

"What, what's wrong?"

Feeling An Qisheng's mood fluctuations, the three-hearted blue spirit boy suddenly felt that something was wrong, and even his heart was shocked.

"Before, I forgot about you......"

A ripple appeared in An Qisheng's heart, and as soon as the Yuan Shen moved, he had enveloped the struggling three-hearted blue spirit child.

In the midst of the latter's shouting, he began to perceive the core of the three-hearted blue spirit child.

Faintly, he felt that his way to break the game was about to fall on this little guy.

......

The return of the eldest lady of the Qiao family made the Zhenhai Wangfu very lively for a few days, and the Zhenhai King held a banquet for many days, inviting the gentry and even some big merchants to come to the mansion as guests.

The whole city is congratulating the birth of the little prince.

For seven days in a row, the Zhenhai Wangfu was lively and noisy, and it was brightly lit until midnight, and people came and went.

In the aroma of wine and food, there are all kinds of congratulatory messages, and the wine makes one after another, and the guests enjoy themselves, which can be described as very lively.

"Hiccup~"

Qin Honghai burped, staggered to his feet, and didn't forget to pick up the wine glass and drink it all before leaving, before staggering away amid the applause of his colleagues.

Qin Honghai was first a personal soldier of Qiao Moke, the king of Zhenhai, and retreated to the border with him, and is now one of the leaders of the Qiao family's nursing home.

He is very talented, he is extremely tall and very tall, he is taller than an ordinary man standing when he sits, and his muscles and bones are strong, although his cultivation is not high, he is also very famous in the Qiao family's nursing home.

Call~

After leaving the banquet, after the cold wind blew, Qin Honghai's slightly cloudy eyes suddenly froze, but where was there still half a sense of wine?

He looked around and saw many of his colleagues stationed in the shadows.

The night banquet of the palace is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, not only the courtyard of the palace, but also the scout masters transferred from the border army.

At this time, he was hiding in the shadows, protecting the safety of the palace.

The seven-entry courtyard of the palace is not comparable to the seven-entry courtyard of ordinary big businessmen, and the area can be said to be huge, and the houses are like extending in all directions.

The number of guards is in the thousands.

"Ha~"

Qin Honghai yawned, stepped into the shadows, and took the position of his colleague, his eyes blazing, staring around, waiting for him.

Of course, he didn't know who the enemy was, and he might make the entire palace so solemn, where would he dare to slack off.

Unfortunately, until late at night, the lights in the front hall gradually went out, and no movement was found.

Don't say it's an enemy, not even a bird.

However, Qin Honghai didn't dare to take it lightly, Qiao Sheng's methods were fierce, and if he was a little worse, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death.

Call~

At this time, Qin Honghai's heart moved, and he heard a movement that seemed to be nothing.

"Huh?"

Scanning intently, he saw that on the branch of the old Bodhi tree in front of him, a golden cicada was flapping its wings while lying on its stomach and eating leaves.

"This golden cicada ......"

Qin Honghai's heart moved, but he saw the strangeness of this golden cicada.

The Lingyun Golden Cicada is not a very rare spirit insect, non-poisonous and does not have any strange magical powers, and because of its fast reproduction, good meat quality, and the accumulation of spiritual energy for a living, it is very popular with some gourmets.

However, the ordinary Lingyun golden cicada is only the size of a finger, but the one in front of me is the size of a baby's fist.

He loves to drink and eat meat all his life, and when he looks at it, his throat can't help but squirm.

Such a big Lingyun golden cicada is no less than a 'Qi Gathering Pill'.

"It's hard for your little thing to grow so big, let Lao Tzu bear it!"

Muttering softly, Qin Honghai reached out and wanted to catch the frightened golden cicada.

But I couldn't help but hear the sound of breaking the air above my head.

"Who?!"

Qin Honghai was startled, and before he had time to attack, he only heard a loud roar in his head, and the whole person pushed the golden mountain and fell to the ground like a jade pillar.

At the last moment of falling to the ground, he was in a slight trance, only to see the culprit who knocked him unconscious.

It was a fist-sized bodhi.