The sky is hazy, gradually dawning, the oriental color glow is spreading, and the clouds are steaming. The light of dawn gradually lifted the light veil of night. The earth is rejuvenated and vibrant.

Xiao Yanran drove the lotus platform, and rushed to the original place with the unconscious Ji Wuchen, and after being settled, she came to the mountain stream waterhole, and saw the three unobstructed ketones on the water surface, and burst into tears.

drove out the devil, but ushered in death.

In the cave, Ji Wuchen's eyes were closed, his gray robe was broken, and he was bloody. A faint black light enveloped his body, and the scars on his surface gradually healed. When he got closer, he seemed to hear the sound of chanting coming from his body.

Time flies, like a white horse passing by, and a few days have passed. Ji Wuchen gradually woke up, sore and weak. Although the physique is perfect, he has not stepped into the physical soldier stage, and he strives to fight for the soul soldier stage of the phantom soul master, and at the same time he is also a divine cultivator and a priest stage. It is not easy to be hit hard and in danger.

His injuries gradually improved, and he began to move and move his muscles and bones. Inadvertently, he came to the waterhole and looked at the three small mounds of earth, which made him sad. Reminiscing about the past of the warbler song and swallow dance, laughter and laughter are still in front of you.

After this tragedy, Xiao Yanran also became silent, unable to smile, and became more persistent in cultivation. Ji Wuchen saw all this in his eyes and was sad about it. Perhaps only when the memory fades and the years wash away can it be relieved.

He also gradually understood that the laws of survival in the cultivation world were far more cruel than those in the human world, and there was no reason to talk about it. The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the weak will only be eliminated and turned into a wisp of dust in the vast land. No one wants to know who the loser is named, and no one cares how beautiful or ugly the loser is. Only the strong have the qualifications to survive, and the light is eye-catching and admired by all people.

He looked up at the sky and pondered that perhaps one day he too would turn into wisps of dust in a small mound of earth. He shook his head violently, putting this negative emotion behind him, his expression gradually becoming firm, and his eyes were like torches.

No one can control my life, and no one dares to dictate to me. Heaven and earth will not work!"

"Boom. "On a sunny day, a thunderbolt descended from the sky and flashed. A powerful loud bang accompanied by that unstoppable momentum surged around Ji Wuchen, and the gray robe flew.

On this day, he seemed to be dissatisfied with the provocation between Ji Wuchen's words and gave a warning.

Dusk is approaching, the breeze blows, the gray sky gradually drifts down the silk, the drizzle is dripping, ten thousand silver threads, the rain and fog are filled, hazy, looming. The rain moistens the grass and the earth, and everything in the world seems to be immersed in a mist.

Ji Wuchen sat on the edge of the pool, looking up at the sky, letting the drizzle wash away, adding a calm and ethereal feeling to his heart. Then his eyes turned to the water, looking at the sparkling ripples of silk.

His eyes were clear and his charm flowed. I took a Five Elements Pill and put it in my mouth, and I felt it carefully, as if I was understanding. Indulged in it all night, drunk and infatuated, unable to extricate himself.

The sky is getting dark, and night is falling, and the sky is still falling with lingering drizzle, washing away the turbidity and mess of the world.

The breeze is gentle, soft and quiet, and the air is refreshing. Outside the cave, Xiao Yanran stood in the rain, letting it blow, staring at a hazy figure filled with rain and mist by the waterhole, with strange beautiful eyes. The drizzle gradually dripped into her heart with her feelings.

The next morning, the silk was gone. The air is filled with the smell of earth, fresh and warm. Everything is in full bloom, vibrant, and as green as ink.

Ji Wuchen got up, and his temperament was elegant. Look around, stop and think, your heart is empty.

"Tick, tick. "The rain and dew slide down the green leaves, moistening the soil. A piece of soil was lifted up, and a trace of greenery broke out of the soil, gradually sprouting and unfolding, fresh and green.

Ji Wuchen was fascinated for a while when he saw this scene, and he gradually had an epiphany.

Water is the source of life for all things in the world. Moisten the earth, rejuvenate the earth, give birth to plants and trees, and be full of vitality.

The water of rain and dew is soft and lively, and the veins of clear spring water are yin. Nourish all things, and walk with the land. Small as dew, vast as the sea.

Since Pangu opened the world, the soil of the earth is thick with all things. The earth is solid and heavy, all things are life, the soil is fertile, and all things are born.

The tree of flowers and fruits is born from the soil. Prosperous but not fierce, declining but not poor.

Ji Wuchen closed his eyes, and an inexplicable fluctuation appeared around him, and the ethereal Dao Yun wandered around, splashing ripples in the void.

A blue symbol suddenly appeared in the void, turned into a drop of water and floated, and gradually derived a stream, which floated in the void, showing a magnificent momentum. The waves are turbulent and turn into waves. Twisting and turning, like the Optimus Pillar.

In a moment, the waves collapsed, turned into a splash of water, splashed balls, and slowly disappeared into the void.

Suddenly, the breath of spring spreads into the void, and green symbols appear out of thin air, bursting with green beams, like starlight. Gather and dissolve, turn into a jasper chain, wandering in the void, everywhere you go, everything is full of vitality, sprouting, lush, verdant. Then he drove towards him, and the jasper chain surrounded his body, filling the green glow.

Suddenly, a heavy breath stretched out, and an earthy yellow symbol suddenly appeared from Ji Wuchen's body, turning into an earthy yellow divine light, heavy and heavy, taking advantage of the momentum, shattering the jasper divine chain and rushing straight into the sky.

Ji Wuchen looked down at his palms, which were covered with two-color patterns, all of which formed circular patterns and rotated regularly.

In the left palm, a blue symbol jumps out of the circular pattern interwoven by the Tao pattern, which is derived into a stream of water, which flows slowly.

In the circular pattern in the right palm, a calm green symbol is manifested, and then a green rainbow bursts out, turning into a jasper chain, wandering between the palms of the fingers.

The yellow circular pattern in front of the chest rotated regularly, and an earthy yellow divine light flowed around the body.

Behind the body, dense Dao patterns are engraved on the void, like a Xuan Array, gradually evolving into a colorful divine wheel, and the rainbow rays flow.

The five filaments of light in the wheel of the god are in a circular trajectory, and the five light beads are golden, green, blue, red and yellow, and the green, blue and yellow beads rotate along the track, showing the image of mutual growth and mutual restraint.

"This is the Avenue of Nature. Ji Wuchen muttered to himself. Although I have a sense of the avenue of wood, the avenue of earth, and the avenue of water, the law of the avenue is difficult to drive. Perhaps with deep comprehension and evolution, it can be used freely.

If this scene was seen by a cultivator of a certain plane, it would definitely make him stunned, and those with extraordinary talents would not let it go. In this earth where the aura is nearly dry, it is difficult to comprehend the natural avenue.

An unknown plane, the vast and boundless divine domain, the magnificent divine island floating in the void, the temple palace towering on it, exuding the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes, majestic and magnificent, majestic and solemn, sacred and inviolable.

In a central hall, in the hall, a figure with a missing right arm knelt and trembled.

The throne in the depths of the main hall was shrouded in black mist, and the mist was boiling, and it was difficult to see the face, which was very mysterious.

"Daojun, the sin is unforgivable. A roar shook the universe.

Then a huge claw pierced through the thick black fog, like a beast's claw glowing with cold light, as black as ink, and slapped towards the kneeling man.

"Poof. This person didn't dare to dodge, and was slapped away by the beast's claws, and the blood cut through the air, hit the temple pillar, and then fell. Then he crawled to the depths of the hall and knelt down.

"My god is angry. Words came from the silent hall, and the vocal cords trembled.