Whew~

The night breeze blew by, and the cold night wind woke up Yuan Duxiu, whose eyes were straight and the whole person was a little dazed.

His martial arts have been abolished, but his eyesight is still there.

This 'younger brother' is not a little wrinkled born of an ordinary baby, and it is clearly a miniature version of the 'old grandfather'.

Qi and blood are withered, muscles and backbones are deflated, how can there be a little bit of vitality of a newborn baby, it is simply about to die.

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth and uttered a syllable of unknown meaning.

Seeing the 'baby' looking directly at him, he panicked, and wiped his dusty palms on his unclean clothes.

Only then did he lean down and hook up the mature and excessive 'younger brother' with the crook of his arm.

An Qisheng opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Duxiu, and also looked at the world, like a thin film in the depths of his cloudy eyes, a trace of ripples:

[Consumes 6,000 Dao Power]

【Yuan Duxiu (27/895)】

[Original trajectory 1: Born in the Wanyang Realm, Tianding Kingdom, Dingtian City, gifted and intelligent, he had already shown his mark in martial arts when he was a child, and was carefully cultivated by his parents and grandfather.....

When he was young, he was a little accomplished, arrogant, offended many people, and eventually wiped out his family and killed his parents, relatives and friends...... In the second half of his life, he traveled all over the world, honed his martial arts, and gradually embarked on the road of competing with the world's heroes.....

His life was bumpy, he failed all the way, and he was disheartened many times and rose up to catch up...... It is a pity that in his later years, he was finally defeated by the hands of his old enemy, and finally broke his 'hundred defeats', and he was unable to claim the king against the sky......]

[Bloodline: Ancient Clan]

[Fate: 100 defeats. Those who have become enlightened since ancient times, if they fail, they will be broken, and only this life can be called a king if they are defeated! Note: This life is born to punish both parents, and his life is bumpy, and he cannot be called king unless he is defeated. 】

"Hundred defeats, the bloodline of the ancient people ......"

Looking at Yuan Duxiu, who hooked himself with one arm and walked towards the outside of the mass grave with one leg and jumping with one leg, An Qisheng was thoughtful.

Looking at a leaf and knowing the autumn, from the little things in Yuan Duxiu's fate trajectory, he can already feel the magnificence of this Wanyang Realm.

Bloodline, life.

Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, and the Dao of the World, all the people he has seen have never had these two items.

And in fact, the abundance of spiritual power in this heaven and earth is also something he has never seen before.

Any 'Immortal Mountain Blessed Land' in the human world can't compare to this rotten burial post, but the strange thing is that the inspiration of this world is extremely difficult to absorb.

Although the heaven and earth spiritual power of the human dao is also not easy to absorb, it is too far behind compared to this world.

If it is said that the heaven and earth spirit of the human Tao is like sand, wind and water, then the heaven and earth spirit of this Wanyang Realm is like a hundred refined steel, which is not only difficult to absorb.

Forcibly absorbing, it will even 'go crazy'.

'It's like being oppressed by some invisible qi machine......

An Qisheng's heart was a little solemn.

This situation is not innate, it seems to be artificial.....

Yuan Duxiu walked very hard, the broken hand and leg of his hand were not ordinary disabilities, but he was cut off by someone with a heavy hand, and his serious injury went deep into the bone marrow, and when he moved, it was painful.

But he gritted his teeth, flicked his legs on one leg, and headed in the opposite direction of Dingtian City.

Dingtian City, there is no place for him to stand, and those who have offended him will definitely not let him go.

He doesn't care, but .....

Looking down at the shriveled face of the 'little brother', his heart tingled, he gritted his teeth, and walked off into the distance.

Escape.

For the sake of the little brother.

......

The weak are born according to the order prescribed by the strong, which is the eternal truth of the Wanyang Realm.

Dingtian City is hundreds of miles in circumference, and there are many towns and villages.

Bluewater is one of them.

The town is located on the banks of a large river, surrounded by a belt of water, nourished by a large river, and has mineral deposits nearby, which attracts people from the vicinity to settle down.

Although the city was only 200 years old, it was already quite prosperous.

The shops on both sides of the street are lined up one after another, and there are also shops that exude a rolling heat wave and shops that exchange pills.

This is a world where elixirs are traded as superior currency.

Watching Yuan Duxiu take out the only remaining dark yellow pill and exchange it for more than twenty taels of gold, An Qisheng was a little surprised.

It was the first time he had seen a world in which pills were used as currency.

In the end, the elixir is an auxiliary cultivator, and it can become currency, so it can only be said that there are many cultivators in this world, beyond imagination.

Since entering Bluewater City, Yuan Duxiu has not said a word, even if he has been cheated by the profiteer for a lot of money, he has not spoken, but just stared coldly through his blood-stained long hair.

The latter couldn't guess his details, and he didn't dare to offend too much, so he could only add a few sums of silver.

Although he was seriously injured, who knows if he had any companions?

I sprinkled some money, rented a small house in the downtown area, and invited someone to buy a lot of things.

It wasn't until it was dark again that the door was closed.

"Whew~"

Yuan Duxiu let out a long breath, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

His injuries were at their limit, but he just held on and refused to show his cowardice.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down An Qisheng, and immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating like pulp, and after a while, he was already asleep.

Call~

At this time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and carefully moved his hands and feet.

The baby's hands and feet are weak, the old man's bones are soft, and the two are the most fragile stages of a person's life, and An Qisheng has both at this time, which can be said to be extremely weak.

But his divine consciousness is subtle, and the power consumed to manipulate the physical body is very small.

Naturally, there is no problem with the activity.

He got out of bed, took care of himself, found the food that Yuan Duxiu bought, and ate as he went.

His movements were very gentle, but there was a sound of 'snoring' and 'snoring' from his small body, like a cat's snoring.

Invisible to the naked eye, his five organs squirmed, slowly digesting food to make up for the deficit in his body.

"People in this realm have been pregnant for a long time, this body has been pregnant for more than three years, but it seems to be six months pregnant on the Xuanxing, which can be regarded as premature birth......"

The two worlds are different.

People in the Wanyang Realm are not pregnant for ten months, if they are full-term, it should be four and a half years, and three years is only equal to six months of Xuanxing's pregnancy, so it can naturally be regarded as a premature birth.

A stillborn, and a premature stillbirth.

Just by stimulating vitality, it squeezed out all the potential of this small body, and almost almost died of old age on the spot.

Nature needs to be made up slowly.

"W-what is this place?"

At this time, a voice like waking up from a dream sounded in An Qisheng's heart.

But it was the three-hearted blue spirit child.

This little blue-skinned monster itself doesn't even have spiritual intelligence, it can be regarded as data and information life, because it has no substantive ontology, but it is like a request altar and a royal sword, and he will fall into a dream with him.

However, the moment he fell asleep, the little blue-skinned monster seemed to be suspended from his death, and he didn't wake up until this time.

"Wanyang Realm."

An Qisheng responded calmly.

"You, how could you possibly travel through the universe? No, no, how did you get like this? ”

The three-hearted blue spirit boy seemed to be observing the outside world, sensing An Qisheng's state, and was suddenly startled.

Infant?

Old man?

A little old man half a foot tall?

The heart of the three-hearted blue spirit boy was weird, and he was a little confused.

"Dreaming."

An Qisheng moved his old arms and calves unhurriedly, and replied slowly.

His heart is very calm, the amount of strength does not cause him any trouble, and there is no sense of disparity, and his state of mind has improved silently.

"It's not a dream!"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy didn't believe it.

It has followed Russell for many years, and has experienced nightmares descended from an unknown number of nightmares, and is most familiar with dreams.

Even if the dream is real, it can't see through it, but it can detect it.

It's not a dream at all!

"You'll find out later."

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and a cluster of spiritual imprints had already appeared in his vision: "There is something special in this world, you can't come out for the time being, help me sort out this spiritual imprint first." ”

Bluewater Town has a large population, and the spiritual imprint of tens of thousands of people in this city has been captured by him along the way.

However, he didn't choose to check them one by one by himself, but let the three-hearted blue spirit child sort them out.

Lao Dan's admonition was still in his ears, and of course he would not forget it.

Dreaming still has to be used, but it must be cautious, the subtle transformation of spiritual information is extremely terrifying, if it weren't for his strong heart, if others accepted the life experience of thousands of people, he would have been schizophrenic tens of thousands of times.

"So many information groups?"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was a little surprised.

It is information witchcraft that feeds on information, lives on information, and even evolves from it.

Therefore, every different message is a feast for it!

This is the reason why their people are chasing civilization.

Airplanes~

With an exclamation, it had turned into a streamer of light and rushed into many spiritual imprints.

"Completely different civilization breath, this is the real sense of civilization breath, immortal species, this civilization has a lot of immortal species!"

"Words? Language? Humanities? History? Pills? Divine soldiers? ”

"Many, many, many......"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy who was swimming in countless spiritual imprints exclaimed again and again, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he was so excited that he forgot about An Qisheng's existence.

A new civilization, with countless amounts of information, means too much to it.

Shielded the chatter of this little blue-skinned monster.

An Qisheng ate slowly and methodically, soothing his body, and soon, Yuan Duxiu prepared three days of food, which was ten times the size of An Qisheng's current food, and he ate it.

At this time, it was already late at night.

"Whew~"

He let out a long breath of turbidity, feeling the feeling of long-lost impurities being stripped away.

An Qisheng went to bed again and slowly closed his eyes.

......

Call~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the bed sweatingly, and saw An Qisheng, only to breathe a long sigh of relief and recover from the nightmare.

But he casually skimmed it, only to find that many of the food he had bought were gone.

Thief?

......

Airplanes~

On an empty square of the blessed land of reincarnation, Anqi was born in front of the 'Altar of Answering Requests', sitting cross-legged in front of the Gate of Light.

began to polish the spiritual imprint, or rather, what Su Jie called the 'spiritual template'.

The physique affects the spirit, and the spirit interferes with the physique.

A strong spirit does not necessarily have a strong body, but a strong body must have a strong spirit.

An Qisheng's divine flower has bloomed, and his divine will is extremely strong, so he naturally will not make up his own spirit.

But Su Jie's understanding is also very important to him.

He cultivates Tai Chi Dao, based on Tai Chi body and gods, and the Tai Chi Divine Court is the main backbone, among which the gods are naturally self-evident how important they are to him.

But the birth of any 'god' is not a simple matter.

Even if he experienced the Xuanxing, the Jiufu Realm, and the Three Realms of the Human Dao, it was not enough to naturally evolve three hundred and sixty-five complete 'gods'.

This is not limited by the amount of power or the size of the Qi field, but because if a person is stupid without a god, if there is no god, he is nothing.

Therefore, when he sensed that Su Jie comprehended the 'spiritual template', he said that this was a genius's idea.

Because for him, it is also a great inspiration, even ..... Touch!

Airplanes~

As An Qisheng's mind moved, there seemed to be an infinite splendid divine court in front of his eyes, and the shadows of many gods loomed in many temples.

"Heart Ape ....."

An Qisheng muttered silently.

In the midst of the majestic divine court, there was a monkey as bright as a stream of fire, leaping into the sky, piercing through the boundless void like a meteor.

Kneel respectfully before him.

He undertook the study of the heart, and the original founder was Wang Yangming, and the heart was important.

The heart ape is the heart, it is the mind that is incarnated, if you can't even control the heart, what kind of cultivation is there to talk about.

Call~

An Qisheng slowly stretched out his hand, and his five fingers spread out and landed on the arrogant head of the heart ape, and chanted softly:

"Spiritual Root Nurture Pregnancy Source Flows Out of the Spiritual Cultivation Dao ......"

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