Not only did they not understand, but even Jiang Fushen himself couldn't figure it out.

In this day and night, he had already thought of all the ways he could think of, and the life energy output was enough to make a single divine medicine treasure grass reincarnate 30 million times.

But such a huge amount of life energy can't make the delicate peony in front of him bloom again.

Some grief has nothing to do with winning or losing, just losing some of the habits.

On the stage, the man sitting cross-legged looked up at the dawning sky, and said quietly: "It's almost dawn." ”

"The flowers are grateful. ”

The wrinkled Baicao Immortal Monarch looked a little sad, and his tone was a little desolate.

"Seniors can't think about it?"

It's not sarcasm, it's just quiet gossip, like an old friend asking if he's eaten.

"There's another way. ”

Jiang Fushen, who was obsessively staring at the peony flowers, was a little hesitant, and the appearance of suffering from gains and losses was not like that of a king, but like the confusion of an old man who was powerless when the sun set.

"Why not try it, it won't get any worse. ”

Tang Luo, who was tilting his head, squinted, looked at the first ray of light sprinkled in the sky, and said flatly.

"That's right. ”

As if he had made some kind of important decision, Jiang Fu smiled with relief, and then closed his eyes.

The Qinglian Dao Realm hanging above the head blooms, eighty-one jade-white lotus holes, only one tender green and white fat lotus seed is born, and the glow of life blooms with the lotus leaves, turning into a round of cyan sun on the top of the mountain that is about to dawn.

The powerful people who watched the battle endured the sourness in their eyes, staring at the vision born of the green lotus, only to see the bright blue light as the sun being gathered by the lotus seeds.

The green lotus, which was originally green and transparent like jade, withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The barren volley of the Dao Realm turned into ashes, leaving only the fuller lotus seed.

Seeing that Jiang Fu God had condensed the entire Dao Realm into a lotus seed, Tang Luo was a little surprised, although he had presupposed that the strength of the old king of the Medicine God Sect was strong, it was still a bit surprising that it was strong to this extent.

Obviously, this should be the last resort in Jiang Fushen's mouth, this level of life energy condensation, almost no less than the sword pill he had seen when he looked at the White Jade Sword Pavilion from afar.

Think about it, who can achieve the king realm throughout the ages, who is not a person with iron will and extraordinary qualifications, even in a sect like the Medicine God Sect, there will be such a strong dragon, not to mention other sects in Central Continent that are known for their fighting.

It's no wonder that Han Wu, who has a heaven-level bloodline, can't get away after being besieged by the five kings, if it is really a king of this level, even if there is only one, it is enough for the battle saint to drink a pot.

Tang Luo thought so in his heart, but Jiang Fushen's movements never stopped, and Shi Shiran, the lotus seed of the condensed Dao realm, fell below the broken root peony, and Lianxin Qingyi opened a small opening, and wrapped the somewhat withered rhizome into it.

In an instant, the peony was like a rebirth, and the withered yellow on the pink and white flowers quickly faded, as if it was rejuvenated.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they all smiled, and some cheered loudly.

For the Medicine God Sect at this time, it is no longer a luxury to win, as long as it can be peaceful, it is a great luck in misfortune.

Perhaps it was the Lotus Seed Dao Realm that was really impressive, or the mood of reversing the defeat was very exciting, and for the vast majority of spectators, they couldn't find the sadness in the eyes of the old man with lowered eyebrows.

The entire Dao realm is only to make grafting soil for withered peonies, but spiritual power is only spiritual power, even if it is so huge, it still cannot replace the soil that can be seen everywhere.

The flowers bloom and the sky is bright, which means that Tang Luo did not win, but Jiang Fushen won and was still far away.

The blooming peony only bloomed for less than three days before withering and withering, and then looking at the breathtaking lotus heart realm, it was already a little shriveled.

As the last pink-white petals fell, Jiang Fushen was powerless to raise his hand to retract the lotus heart.

"I'm not as good as you. ”

The Divine Monarch of the Immortal Realm of Middle-earth sighed faintly.

"Since the seniors want to say this, the younger generations can only accept it with shame. ”

Tang Luo also retracted the Black Ball Dao Realm, stood up from the stage, and asked with a smile: "It's just the result of this draw, I don't know how the conditions should be negotiated." ”

Wang Ti's old twilight made Jiang Fushen a little less fierce and murderous, just like the friendly old man next door, waved his hand and said, "Just as originally discussed." ”

"Thank you seniors for your success, the juniors are waiting for news in the other garden. ”

Laughing and arching his hand, Tang Luo and Jiang Fushen disappeared above He Shoufeng at the same time, leaving only a group of powerful people who couldn't understand dumb riddles, looking at each other, not knowing how to come and go.

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He Shoufeng Garden

As soon as Tang Luo's figure appeared, Yun Xiu pounced, so excited that he couldn't help himself.

After all, for ordinary martial artists, the king is a mythical character, and the god king in the Shangpin Heavenly Sect in Zhongzhou is a top-notch existence even in mythology.

But such a character lost to his husband in the competition, how could Yunxiu not be excited.

"Don't be so excited, it's just a draw. ”

Tang Luo smiled and hugged the lady who pounced on him, patted her on the back and said, "If you strictly count it, you should have lost." ”

"How can you lose!"

The woman who was dissatisfied with her husband's overly modest gave a roll of her eyes and said: "The concubine can see clearly, Jiang Shenjun is heroic and in his prime, and he is old and old." Although the battle was a draw, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Divine Monarch had exhausted all his strength and the husband had no power, but it was just a matter of administering medicine to the Divine Sect to save face. Emotional intelligence, concubines understand!"

"Do you know all about emotional intelligence? It seems that the ancestor of the Yun family is really amazing. ”

Tang Luo smiled and took his wife to sit down, then shook his head and said: "But this matter is really not modest for the husband, Jiang Shenjun really didn't lose to the husband, he just lost to his own arrogance." ”

Looking at Tang Luo's serious look, Yun Xiu was puzzled: "Concubine... Not too clear. ”

In fact, it is easy to understand that the so-called rules are also grounded. ”

Tang Luo said with a smile: "The fire is on the fire, and the water is moist, just like when we first built the spiritual skill model, we all wanted to let the vitality exert its original energy. However, as we improve our skills, we expect to be able to go one step further when we complete the essence of our vitality. ”