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In a dark space, there is a round ball, which is covered with runes, shining with white light, and what is even more amazing is that the runes are connected one by one, as if the chains are surrounded into a round ball, and from the rune gap, you can see that there is a cluster of light cyan flames imprisoned inside, and the flames are constantly swaying, but it is difficult to shoot out the slightest flame, as if there is no shape. The strange thing is that there is a scroll floating in the flames, exuding a faint gold, on which is painted a dazzling golden blooming lotus flower, in the middle of which is ice blue is sitting a person who closes his eyes and cultivates, and there are three lotus seeds of different colors growing on the lotus canopy, and there seems to be a black shadow inside, all of which exude the aura of desolation. The glow from the skin scroll disintegrated the runes on the orb, slowly merging into the pale cyan flame that shook anxiously. Outside the sphere, there was only one lonely and helpless little cyan flame that planned to use itself to illuminate and expel the darkness, shining with fire, just looking at the flickering light made people worry about whether it would go out and disappear in the next moment. There was also a little golden light in it, driven by an invisible force, so that the flame tips inside and outside the sphere were facing each other, as if they were all looking for each other, sometimes close and sometimes distant, trying to maintain that slightest connection.

At this moment, in the dark space where there was nothing but two bright lights, a bird suddenly broke into a transparent bird with light and shadow, fiery red, and transparent, which seemed to be a bird, shaped like an ordinary crane, but only one foot, dotted markings and a narrow body, with a white mouth, and the mouth seemed to make a slow cry of "Bi Fang Bi Fang", and there was a strange flame spewing out between the long beak opening and closing, lighting up this dark and lonely space. With it, a pale river of strange scents meandered from the dark end to that little light.

When Bi Fang Bird carried the water into a pure warm current into the cyan flame that seemed to be about to be extinguished, there was a "poof" sound, as if something had been pierced, and in an instant the small flame broke through the limit and rose into a fierce flame, but the flame was not stable, kept shaking, and what was even more unexpected was the flame, which changed into a human form for a while, turned into a bird and beast for a while, and returned to the flame for a while, and changed again and again. The flames in the sphere seemed to perceive everything in the outside world, and the flames were churning several times more intensely than before, revealing a kind of worry, anger, helplessness, anxiety and other mixed feelings, but they were still blocked by the solid ball seal. And outside, with the addition of the strange fragrance liquid, the light and shadow form finally slowly stabilized on the human form, but the transformed appearance was no longer cyan, but the color that was close to blood, revealing a strange and strange from the inside out.

After about half a pillar of incense, the whole lonely space returned to tranquility, but it was no longer so dark and helpless, there was a sitting figure in the space exuding a faint blood light, doing his best to illuminate the surroundings, although it was not much different from before, but it was stable a little, and it had the possibility of continued development. And this figure sitting cross-legged, if you look closely, is a four, five or six or six-year-old child, similar to Dongfang Ling, as if he has not yet woken up. The little bit of golden light in his head still existed, but at the moment it became a small seed that was easy to ignore, quietly levitating. I don't know how long it took, but the child's body grew slowly under the moisture of the fluid, even if it was not at a slow pace. Suddenly, a faint thread appeared beside the unconscious child sitting cross-legged, and a sliding slid around its delicate neck, as if it only needed to be tightened slightly to kill the child. After that, everything was business as usual, but after the last stream of reddish liquid was injected, something terrible happened, and the originally chubby, baby-like left hand instantly collapsed and blurred, and then the child frowned, and under the low cry of pain, it twisted into a hideous left hand covered with scales, but now the scales shrank on the skin, and did not show its due edge. Suddenly, the baby opened its reddish eyes, which did not seem to belong to humans.

In the damp and dim secret room, the white-bearded old man looked at Dongfang Ling lying in the wooden barrel, he was still satisfied with touching his beard, he smiled, and instructed the servant to mix the same kind of turbid liquid with a stick, and then walked to the corner of the secret room himself, and took out a mud altar that seemed to have been sealed for a long time, and ordered people to apply the grass residue-like thing soaked in the transparent liquid that could not be seen without revealing a single gap and apply it to Dongfang Ling's bare skin in the air. But when the servant picked up the scum, most of them stumbled towards the barrel as if they were drunk, and even a few of them sat on the ground and laughed stupidly, and from time to time they talked in their dreams, completely forgetting what their master asked them to do. The white-bearded man snorted, waved his hand, and said with an ugly face:

"Come on, pull out these useless guys who can't even stop the hallucinogenic aura produced by the ecstasy grass that has been soaked in chalcedony elixir, and use it to soak in medicinal wine, and keep it well. It's really not as cost-effective as a nutrient. ”

Soon forgot about this troublesome old way, and once again looked at Dongfang Ling, who could only see the outline of the human figure clearly in the barrel, with a yin smile, unhurriedly took out a fiery red bird spirit from his arms, and said with a painful face: "It's cheap, you kid, such a precious thing is used to consolidate your soul, but I have put a lot of effort into you, I hope you won't let me down when the time comes." As he spoke, he didn't hesitate to flick his fingers, and this spirit submerged into Dongfang Ling's forehead and entered his mind. Immediately after, a small piece of flesh and blood cut from Bi Fang's corpse, which looked like a bird before, was thrown into the barrel, and in an instant, the liquid in the barrel seemed to be heated, boiling rapidly, forming a vortex surrounding Dongfang Ling, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the liquid in the barrel became clear and transparent, as if the nutrients in it were absorbed by Dongfang Ling who was unconscious.

Seeing that everything was developing according to his expectations, the whitebeard knocked on the edge of the barrel with confidence, and quietly threw some blood-red powder into it without anyone noticing, as if he was not very relieved about his servants. After doing it, he didn't linger, and walked out of the door of the secret room directly, and everyone could hear the old man upstairs shouting at the old man of the beasts who was drinking tea and waiting, and the voice was accompanied by deep reluctance and sadness, as if telling the pain of losing money:

"Ahh The spirit was wasted by this kid to consolidate the soul and change the soul attributes, hmph! If I couldn't make that kid fit with the forearm of the holy fire beast Qiqi, I wouldn't be willing to use it like this. Oh, that's right, as you said, the divine beast Bi Fang is worthy of the rumor of 'Mu Sheng Bi Fang', there is a large number of fire spirits in the body, I just added a small piece of flesh and blood, and directly heated the hundred herbs I worked so hard to prepare to boil, you must know that when I tested before, I used the fire to heat it for seven hundred and forty-nine days without a single bubble! I knew that I had asked you before, so many precious materials would not be wasted, hey!"

I only heard another flat old voice sound: "Okay, don't pretend, tell you that this is your own plan, I didn't force you, and the loss is your own business." Thinking of me complaining here, taking advantage of it, there is no door!" As if he had been told the original intention, the white-bearded old man grinned wryly, the old man of the hundred beasts seemed to have already practiced a skill of ignoring the shamelessness of the old man of the gourd, and continued without paying attention to it: "I tell you, the other things I gave you are also the things on the ancient divine beasts, they are all genuine, not much. It's like the eyes of the Philippes, don't think I don't know what you're doing with it. But in ancient times, Philip was a treasure, looking like a raccoon, covered with mane, with a white tail, and it was because people found that raising Philip could ease the mood and catch it on a large scale that led to today's extinction, and it took me decades of research to find out that the root of all this is because of those blue eyes. I really regret telling you this discovery without reservation that year, hey! Philip's eyes are just like you think, they can help this young man recover his soul power all the time, and can also enable him to avoid the level of inner demons when he breaks through the realm barrier, but I also want to remind you that there must be other uses for this eye, and unknown things will pose a certain risk to your experiments, so use them with caution!"

Gourd Lao Dao heard his old friends who specialized in the study of fierce beasts say this, and he also nodded solemnly. After sending off his friends, he came to the secret room again to see the current situation of Dongfang Ling, and the servant who had stopped his hand to listen to the conversation of the masters upstairs also hurriedly picked up his tools and pretended to have been working hard. The old man looked at Dongfang Ling, who was about to be close to transparent liquid in the barrel and frowned, although everything was normal, he still reached out and touched Dongfang Ling's forehead uneasily, quietly injected a force of his own soul, and turned into a thin transparent silk thread tied to the neck of the spirit baby who had just condensed. At the moment when he withdrew his hand, all the liquid nutrients in the bucket were absorbed, Dongfang Ling let out a painful piercing howl, suddenly opened his pale cyan eyes shining with blood-red light, jumped up, let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and grabbed the gourd old man who was standing in his left hand fiercely, of course, it didn't cause any damage, I saw the old man raise his hand slightly to block the left hand with slightly open scales and shining cold light. Without giving Dongfang Ling time to react, he casually sucked the iron chain on the ground, and wrapped it around Dongfang Ling's body with a flick, tying him into the shape of a zongzi, Dongfang Ling roared and struggled constantly, and slowly fainted from exhaustion again.

Although the old man was very satisfied with Dongfang Ling's explosive blow, he began to worry about Dongfang Ling's fading humanity, and he didn't want to end up with a finished product that couldn't think like a beast.

"Looks like it's time for the next step!"

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