Chapter 110: The Shadow of the Seed
"Happy hammer, you are going to disappear in two minutes, do you think your apprentice can plant the seed of this great road in two minutes?"
The black shadow poured a basin of cold water on the Qingyang Dao Commander at the right time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Hearing what the black shadow said, the old face of Daoist Qingyang changed from the original joy to a bitter melon. "Alas, slot, I didn't expect this point."
"Forget it, I'll help you once, so that your apprentice will at least leave a little shadow of seeds in his soul."
"How can I help?"
The words of the black shadow made the Qingyang Dao Chief's heart a little surprised, this kind of seed of the Great Dao Returning to One is not something that can be helped, even if the Qingyang Dao Chief's body has not fallen, it is by Chen Si's side. But because he had never planted the seed of Dao Returning to One in his body, he was powerless to help Chen Si.
Although this black shadow is a thousand-year-old ghost, it is estimated that he was also a peerless figure back then, but can he help with this kind of thing? Daoist Qingyang didn't believe it in his heart, and he said, "How can I help?" The subtext is, you can die if you don't brag......
"Old Niubi, there are so many words, just see me help."
The black shadow no longer maintained its own form as a black shadow, and with a shock, all the black qi around it disappeared without a trace, revealing the appearance of a young man wrapped inside. When he spoke, there was a hint of evil charm at the corner of his mouth, but there was a blazing righteousness in his eyes, a great contrast, giving birth to an inexplicable sense of handsomeness.
"Fuck it, can you get a face......"
Qingyang Daoist looked at the appearance of this young man and scolded with a smile, this young man's appearance must be known to most people in the real world, he is the appearance of an ace pole singer, although he has passed away, his appearance is still alive in the hearts of many people.
I don't know where this black shadow came from, but I guess I think it looks good, so I use it on my body......
"You said that you are a cultivator, can you be more civilized, can you say less swearing......
"The old man is willing."
"Okay, okay, you're willing, I'll do the math for you, there's a minute and thirty-eight seconds left before your consciousness will burp. Then I won't help your apprentice, you can do it yourself. ”
“……”
In the hands of this thousand-year-old ghost, he was deflated again, and Daoist Qingyang didn't quarrel with him anymore, no longer talking, the most important thing now is his apprentice, and he can't delay the future of his apprentice because of the speed of his tongue for a while.
The strength of this thousand-year-old ghost is really unfathomable, and Qingyang Dao Chang can't see through his disguise at all with his current consciousness, and it looks as if the appearance of this deceased singer is the true appearance of this thousand-year-old ghost.
The thousand-year-old ghost first waved his hands briefly, and in Chen Si's sea of consciousness, he directly isolated Chen Si's consciousness from the entire space and time. It can be clearly seen that Chen Si's movements are almost beyond the limit of ordinary people, as if illusory, and they can't be seen clearly at all! Even the speed at which the three-colored light and Chen Si's consciousness body fused was faster, I don't know how many times!
This is a thousand-year-old ghost who has accelerated the flow of time around Chen Si, and the time ratio has been adjusted, which is equivalent to Chen Si feeling that 1 day has passed, but in fact, only 30 seconds have passed in reality!
In this way, Chen Si still has about 3 days to understand!
Qingyang Dao Chang was completely stunned, such a casual adjustment of time, even if the proportion was not particularly large, but in all fairness, he had no way to do it so casually, it is not an exaggeration to say that under exactly the same conditions, he could only achieve one-fifth of the level of this thousand-year-old ghost.
It's not that the strength of Qingyang Daoist is much worse than this thousand-year-old ghost, but in comparison, this old ghost's perception in time and space is simply terrifying, if it was a Taoist cultivator back then, the level of the Dharma Circle has probably reached a point where no one can match!
What surprised Qingyang Dao Chang even more was still to come!
This old ghost actually took out a gray seed-shaped thing from his soul, bringing out a chaotic aura, the old ghost reluctantly glanced at this seed, and then threw it to Chen Si's location without hesitation!
At this time, Qingyang Dao Chief's eyes were about to pop out in surprise, and he opened his mouth while ravaging the scarecrow under his feet: "You...... Don't tell me, this is the seed of the unification of the Great Dao...... I don't believe it......"
"It's not a seed, it's just a shadow left on me by a friend of mine, and for me, it's useless......"
"I say, how can you be so rebellious ...... old ghost?"
"What mentality ......"
After the shadow of the Great Dao Gui was thrown to Chen Si, he quickly joined the fusion, increasing the speed of the fusion by more than three times! Moreover, this shadow has become the center of integration, and Chen Si's consciousness body can no longer see the human form, and it has completely become a blue light.
Now, purple, gold, gray-yellow, and cyan formed a vortex around the gray dot of the shadow, which quickly concentrated towards the center of the vortex, condensing into a gray seed-like object.
"There are still 8 seconds, is my apprentice in time?"
"Almost."
"That's good."
Qingyang Daoist silently counted the seconds in his heart, and in the last two seconds, the old ghost said, "Okay." ”
After hearing this, Daoist Qingyang immediately kicked the scarecrow on the head again, this time he didn't spare his hand, and directly beat the scarecrow's cultivation to the ground, and firmly imprisoned it in place. didn't directly beat it to the ground, Qingyang Dao Elder has his own reasons, this scarecrow still has weirdness, and Chen Si needs to wake up himself to conduct more investigations.
The last second passed, and the consciousness of the Qingyang Daoist would also disappear in the next second, and he finally asked the old ghost to pass a sentence to Chen Si: "Call my kid strong enough to come to the underworld to find me to play ......"
Before the words were finished, there was no follow-up to the voice.
The old ghost shook his head helplessly: "This old bull's nose really doesn't have anything serious at all." ”
With Chen Si's skills, the talent and the exterior were all fused into a seed-like thing, and even his entire sea of consciousness changed color, from the original colorful to a gray one. The seed floated on the surface of the sea in the center of the sea, where it slowly swirled.
The old ghost also floated over, looked at the seed for a while, and sighed: "How lucky are you to create a real seed with a shadow...... If only I had the same luck as you......"
When the old ghost sighed, with the seed as the center, changes began to appear again.