Five watches.

A faint silver line separates the sky from the earth, and the darkness of the night will not disperse.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the fog is layered.

A drop of dew on a leaf. Crystal. Shining.

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Zhe, early inhabited in the heart of the green lotus in the pond in front of the treasure hall.

The misty blue light of the green lotus and the warm yellow light of the goose yellow around Zhe disappear from each other.

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"When Kunpeng cultivates, the gods need to eat the essence of the morning dew moon of the sun......"

Some time ago, Xuan Moli once said that he was right, the newborn Kunpeng is all cultivating like this, but Zhe, since he was a child, he has relied on the wisdom of the gods, and he fishes for three days and dries his nets for two days when he is cultivating.

"Hui Gao is determined. Whenever Zhe's mother urged him to cultivate, Zhe responded like this.

And the day before, in a battle with the Black Horned Eagle in the outer mountains, the song was hit hard, and Zhe's heart felt abnormal.

Speaking of the song, since the "soul and flesh symbiosis" with her and the signing of the "soul contract" to the current practice of "shadowing", Zhe does have an unprecedented feeling about the song.

When the monocular ghost light of the black-horned eagle passed through the spell shield and hit Neg's arm, seeing the skin of Nege's arm open and the blood flowing, it was thrilling, Zhe was suddenly full of unprecedented desire for power.

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The little black-horned eagle can also deceive me!

If it weren't for the disdain for cultivation before, then the Black Horned Eagle would just be feeding the deity's mouth!

The deity is about to start cultivating, the deity ...... The deity must become stronger!

Buddha-figure ...... Be Xeon!

Look at the fierceness of the world's fierce beasts and birds!

I should be king of the beasts and birds of the world!

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Zhe in the green lotus, the morning dew of the god eclipse sun, quietly comprehend the mystery of the spirit, and the way of magic.

The faint goose yellow warm light shrouded his body, and at this time, Zhe was like a grain of gold sand in the vast world and everything, flashing with the glow of mystery.

But I don't know when, the rain is blowing, dripping, falling on the leaves, rustling.

The wind is blowing, and the pear blossoms that sweep the garden are flying in the air.

Occasional thunder in the distance.

Zhe bathed in the drizzle, unmoved, but only immersed in the world of meditation.

Everything in the outside world doesn't seem to disturb Zhe.

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Cut the wind and cut the pear blossoms, falling. The dust returns to the soil and melts.

Zhe has entered the realm of cultivation.

Kunpeng was originally an ancient divine bird, and Zhe inherited the wisdom of the gods, so it was not difficult to enter the cultivation wonderland.

The footsteps of the maids and attendants passing by were tightly broken, and the three and three of them were busy with their morning chores holding oil-paper umbrellas, and they didn't notice that in the bright green lotus in the pond, Zhe's body was faintly diffused with the sound of divine chanting......

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