Chapter 681: The Animals in the Botanical Garden

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The domain of a thousand miles, at this time, is really indescribably magnificent and beautiful.

But a certain children's shoes really cried with a sad face, "I'm so stupid, really." His Excellency the High Mage muttered to himself, and then looked at the sky speechlessly.

What a straw egg, this story, I can't tell it in the future, I have to be a eunuch!

Also, this inexplicable field can no longer be used, and if you can't figure out the details, you just can't rely on it!

Fang Tian had the urge to give himself two big slaps, but he was reluctant in the end, he was entangled for a long time, and finally ended up shaking his head, "What should it be, just be it, Lao Tzu doesn't care! At most, in the future, he will keep to himself, no longer pretend to be b, he must be gentle and elegant, he must be sincere, he must be honest and honest, and it is golden to be silent...... (One million words omitted here) ......"

After reciting the four-character sutra silently for a long time, His Excellency the high-ranking mage sat down quietly again, looking at Yanhuangcheng, no, looking at the changes in the Yanhuangpai Botanical Garden.

In fact, in this large botanical garden, the change of plants has basically stopped, and now it is the turn of most of the animals.

Following the promotion of a certain ninth-level magician to mage as the opening or ribbon-cutting, in all directions, far and near, one "point" after another burst one after another, and near these "points", there are warriors, magicians, and ordinary people.

Among the cultivators, those who have been promoted. In fact, it's only a few, only about one-tenth of such a number, and the changes are too frequent to figure out for a while, of course, the main thing is that there is no clarity.

However, although it was only one-tenth, the total number of cultivators in this Thousand Miles Domain was based on 100,000, and how much it went up, whether it was hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands, Fang Tian was also unclear.

Let's just count it in 100,000 for now. How much is a tenth of a hundred thousand?

The High Mage, who had just published four mantras in the Kaspersky story, said that his brain was having trouble working for a while, and it was really difficult to calculate such a complex problem, so he just watched in amazement.

Watch one magician after another be promoted. and the leap to mage.

After watching it for a long time, Fang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only the mage is promoted to mage. If no mage is promoted to archmage, otherwise, he will really cry......

In addition, this time, it is also strange that many martial artists have also been promoted. Moreover, the number of promotions of warriors is far more than that of magicians.

What's going on here?

Magical elements can actually make warriors promoted?

When did the rabbit stop eating grass and eat meat? Or to put it another way, when did the tiger stop eating meat and eat grass instead?

This really doesn't make sense!

And those ordinary people. There was no step to rise, Fang Tian only saw that whenever a "point" burst open, the life brilliance of the people in the vicinity was much stronger in an instant, just like a dim oil lamp, which had been added with a lot of oil at once.

Inexplicable, inexplicable!

Fang Tian sighed heavily in his heart, and he didn't know how this Thousand Miles Domain, these thousands of people, would discuss their City Lord after this incident.

And what about those giant trees?

All cut off?

You can't really turn this place into a botanical garden, right? If you don't deal with it, you can't make it happen in a few years, and this place will really become a primeval forest.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

Fang Tian mourned silently for himself in his heart, this is really a story that is difficult to tell.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it, I don't look at it, I look at Bai Tian upset, write and write.

Fang Tianzhong stood up again, came to the table, opened the ink, spread out the paper, and wrote a few ancient seal characters on the three-foot white xuan, "Those who pretend to be b, there is no medicine!"

After the big characters were written, it was changed to small letters, but it was the "three-character classic": "At the beginning of people, red fruit fruit, similar sex, left appearance, some handsome, some handsome, some healthy, some lame...... Pear blossoms bloom, a tree, peach blossoms, one by one...... The one who loads B is the second ......"

After the completion of a three-character scripture of hundreds of words, Fang Tian put down his pen, but felt that in the next period of time, it seemed that he could take some time to write every day, which is a good leisure, better than storytelling.

Xiao Loli has always been stupid and stupid, Fang Tian didn't care about her, and after destroying the Three Character Sutra, he left her a picture on the table:

"Girl, my brother is going to cultivate, only in this mountain, Yunshen doesn't know where to go, don't look for it, don't read it. ”

"In addition, I will give you a homework entitled 'The Practice of a Lifetime', and I would like you to describe it separately, for example, the practice at the age of ten, the practice at the age of fifteen, the practice at the age of twenty, the practice at the age of thirty, the practice at the age of fifty, the practice at the age of one hundred, the practice at the age of a thousand, ......."

"I want you to tentatively set the number of years of cultivation at 10,000 years. Let your imagination fly, imagine what your heart, what your meaning, what your feelings, and what you should be in this 10,000 years, and 10,000 years later. ”

Putting down the pen, Fang Tian's heart moved, and he was already hundreds of miles away.

The mountains are high and the forests are lush, the valleys are deep and the streams are deep, the thousands of trees are green, the flowers are fragrant, a puddle of gravel and gravel, and the two bends of the beautiful water have passed, here, you can retreat for a period of time.

Fang Tian chose a suitable place to stand quietly, and after a moment, his heart was already faint, and he entered a deep realm.

At this time, it is dusk, from dusk to evening, when the fierceness of the sun slowly fades away, and soon, the little coolness belonging to the starlight seeps down from the sky, little by little, every thread, wisp, piece by piece, penetrating into the body and into the heart.

There is no sun and moon in the center.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Tian gradually felt that he was in the starlight.

In the feeling, a cool and brilliant one, hundreds of bright Milky Ways slowly circulated, and inside and outside these Milky Ways, in this whole piece of heaven and earth, there are hundreds of millions of stars of varying light and dark, quietly flickering......

In the realm of thousands of miles, beyond the tranquility of one person, there is the madness of millions of people.

The change finally stopped slowly.

People who are in the midst of change have also woken up one after another.

And after waking up, the first feeling of many people is that the sky and the earth have changed.

Around, near, or far away, there are countless giant trees that you can't see the top of no matter how you look up, and these giant trees are all leafy and intertwined. So much so that countless people are wondering, have they been dropped? Oh, have they been replaced?

God, where is this?

It is good to say that there are familiar references around them, such as in the vicinity of their homes, or in a certain hotel, in a certain room, etc., although the external environment has changed dramatically, but after a moment of astonishment, they still quickly know that they are still in the same place.

And those who are in the countryside or even in the mountains are terrible.

These people were all cultivators, and after they came to their senses, they were almost all on alert, regardless of their level, whether they were martial artists or magicians.

Some of them dug a pit in the ground as soon as possible, buried themselves, and quietly listened to the movements around them, while others, after looking a few times, found a huge tree, climbed up, kept climbing, and then stood on the top of the tree, looking around.

"Where is this?"

"Is this a dream?"

"Am I also like Long Aotian in the story, in a completely different place?"

"God, how can I go back?"

...... (To be continued......)