Chapter 221: Sublimation and Transformation

Frost walked back briskly, quickly forgetting what she had just knew.

As for whether the man will run away? He wasn't worried at all. The group of demon wolves is not given for nothing, if they really dare to make bad moves, they will definitely make an interactive show that makes them very happy.

After this toss, the sky has become dark. The lights of the Regent's Mansion have begun to light up. Walking on the secluded gravel path, a subtle crunch sounded with his footsteps. Add a touch of tranquility to this tree-lined path.

Maybe it's because everything went so smoothly today. The frosty mood is particularly good. Even this dim night could make him feel happy.

He slowed his pace, feeling the silence around him. Insects chirp, birds chirp, the breeze leaves fall, and the senses are unconsciously amplified. The divine consciousness slowly penetrated the body, extending infinitely.

The leisurely pace slowed down until it came to a complete stop. Frost didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt as if she had become one with everything in the night. He is this night, and the night is him.

The spirit is sublimating, the soul is refining, and it is slowly transforming. And all this was born unconsciously in him.

At this time, his only feeling was pleasure and soothing. I don't know where this feeling came from, but it seems to come from the depths of the soul, it is a speechless experience.

As soon as the situation here appeared in the frost area, the blood ruthless side immediately knew. He was talking to Cang Se about things, and as soon as the look of surprise in his eyes appeared, he had already flashed away.

As soon as he left, Cangse quickly got up and began to issue prohibitions in the palace. And the consequences of the offense, without exception, are all extermination. It was an extraordinary time for him to allow anything to disturb the Lord.

Blood is ruthless, and it moves quickly. I didn't dare to use any of the power of space. Because he is afraid that one carelessly, the little thing will be interrupted from this state.

Cultivation is stagnant is a trivial matter, if it is because of fluctuations, the power of the surrounding laws will repel its soul. With his current state, I am afraid that he will be directly annihilated and dissipated in this night. If that happens, it's too late to regret it. So there's nothing wrong with being careful.

Blood Ruthless rushed very quickly, in the direction of the frost. But when he got closer, he became cautious again.

Standing in front of the frost, looking at his indifferent and soothing face, elegant and independent posture, under this hazy night, the reflection is like the mortal nether, the ethereal immortal monarch, which is fascinating.

But the blood at this time was ruthless, but he didn't want to think about it. There is only helplessness in my heart. His little things can always give him unexpected things.

What the frost has now entered is a realm of selflessness in which heaven and man are one. If it goes with the flow, pass it through. His divine soul will be completely transformed and enter a higher level. The deeper the understanding, the greater the help for him in the future. But if there is a break in the middle, the realm will stop there, and it will be difficult to enter a higher possibility.

Everyone who reaches this realm will have such an opportunity to understand. And what height you can stand at in the future depends entirely on what you can perceive and what level of things you can perceive at this time!

The reason why there are so few gods in this world. The reason for this is simply because they don't know how to perceive heaven and earth, and understand nature. The soul cannot be sublimated and transformed. Relying only on external forces to improve oneself, even if one becomes a god in the end, he will not be able to reach the highest realm.

And if they want to enter the divine realm, they need to use external forces, the Holy Spirit Crystal. The Holy Nerve contains the power of rules, and the power in it is forcibly incorporated into one's own soul. Combine the two, and finally condense into a divine crystal, and when the crystal is formed, it is to enter the realm of the gods.

Both husband and wife ignore this link because of their fixed thinking. It's also fortunate that this is in the Regent's Palace, otherwise there might be some chaos.

Blood ruthlessly wondered how he had neglected such an important matter. His little thing is a native of this world. Even if you were reminded of it, it would be impossible to remember it. Even if you remember it, you may not be able to distinguish what stage the soul is transforming.

And he is his husband, the leader. I even ignored that the little things have reached the most critical time. It's so undeserved. What if something really went wrong...... Blood was ruthless, and before he could think about it, he had already scared himself out of a cold sweat.

Glad! It's fine. Secretly tell yourself that you can't make such a mistake again.

Blood stood mercilessly aside, waiting quietly. When you notice your little things, you don't just realize, but let your soul slowly leave your body and start to travel into the distance.

He didn't dare to be careless, and immediately released his divine thoughts out of the sea of knowledge. The spirits next to the small things scattered in all directions. While not alarming people, explore the way and escort it in front. Nip all possible dangers in the bud in advance.

I have to say that with the escort of the Supreme Divine Thought, I stepped into this step. In this world, I am afraid that there is no one else except frost. This pen alone is not something that others can come up with.

Frost felt like a cloud floating in the air at this time. Gently, stretch, dissipate your worries, and fly to your heart's content.

The night is dark, the moon is cold, but his spirit seems to echo them. It was quiet, noble, lonely, and completely, sprinkled in the depths of his soul. Let his soul also sublimate and transform towards that height.

Everything is like a cloud, as if it should be like this, without the slightest blockage.

Among them, there is a reason why the frost is pure in its spiritual roots and its soul is condensed. A large part of it is also due to the ruthlessness of blood. His mind opened the way ahead, and some of the filth that should not exist at this time was cleared away before the spirit was near.

Everything that Frost perceives at this time is clear, pure, and lonely. Because there is no trace of impurities, his divine soul is like a clear crystal when transforming. Warm and clear, faintly glowing.

And at this critical time, the great consciousness of this world sensed that there was a divine soul that was about to transform, and immediately appeared. As soon as you think and move, you will descend on the catastrophe. In order to destroy this way, it is necessary to pass over the soul of the thunder pool. But before it could act, another very familiar divine thought snatched it back.

And also warned about it. If anyone can see the expression of great consciousness at this time, they must see it crying and laughing.

Think about what kind of identity it is, which one is mentioned, not all respectful. I am afraid that the slightest disrespect will cause trouble and catastrophe.

And only this alien creature dares to provoke many times. When I first came, I was honest and did my duty. (Of course, this is honest duty, because it does not know the merciless nature of blood.) If it were clear, there would be no such conclusion. But ever since I raised that little thing, the situation has kept going on and on. This time, it was even more so, and he even warned it directly.

But looking at the desperation emanating from that divine thought, if the little thing he raised this time, if something happened to him, it would definitely stage a madness.

It doesn't really care much about the emergence of a new god in this world. It will destroy it, but because of this, it will be less troublesome.

But if the trouble does not decrease, but increases, then the gain outweighs the loss. But even so, there are some things that can be done with this opportunity.

So before that great consciousness left, Blood Ruthless received such a message.

"This time, the deity can let him go, as a favor for you. But with such a great affection, what do you want to use to reciprocate? ”

Although the words are unknown, the intention in it, the blood is ruthless, even if you don't think about it, you know why.

"At the last moment, everything will be calm.

Blood ruthlessly made a promise without any hesitation.

"Remember your words."

As the words fell, everything returned to calm, just as I had just said.

The great consciousness is so compromised and patient, that it is not afraid of blood and ruthlessness. It's just that it knows that no matter how much this group of people toss, they will never go beyond the thread it bears in the end.

The reason is simple, blood ruthless is an outsider. They have no direct conflict of interest. Although there were a few accidents in between, I thought it would be a big problem. But the other party used his sincerity for the little cute pet he raised.

Although this cannot be called a weakness, both of them will compromise for their own reasons. And for it, that's enough.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the night gradually withdraws. Dawn approached, and the day began little by little.

The red sun gradually rose, and the sky began to appear with a rendered red glow.

The frost quietly experienced all this.

To him, the night is like the time in a person's life that disappears quietly. Quiet, lonely, peaceful. No matter how turbulent a person's life is, it is always there, flowing quietly. There will be no fluctuations in anything.

When you experience these frosts, you also fall into its artistic conception little by little. Let yourself begin to calm down. Night, but at this time, slowly withdraw. And with it, the dawn, the light.

The sun is rising, and the light is very weak. But even so, the feeling it gives people is indelible warmth. Little by little, it climbs, and the light it brings is getting stronger and stronger. Everything around us, the light it brings, renders brilliant and colorful.

Its light, its heat, is sprinkled to every corner of the world. It's like hope sprinkled in the darkness.

For all these changes, the frost is quietly feeling. He realized the blooming of life. Just like the rising sun, although in the end it can't escape the arrival of the night. But it will still emit all its light and heat as it rises.

It's like a new life born, although the final journey can't escape death. But the most important thing is not the final destination. It is the brilliance that blooms in the process of life.

Rising sun, life, hope.

Frost smiled, and the expression on his face was no longer indifferent and lonely at night. But it is like the rising sun, with infinite warmth.

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