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However, the great call of the holy lake and the strong drive of instinct allowed the remaining young turtles to overcome a qiē obstacle, they crossed the journey of death, and finally plunged into the warm embrace of the mother of the holy lake~~~ How warm and comfortable this is, here is the soft water I need, the refreshing blue waves, the rippling beautiful light, and ~~~~ A big black fish open magic dragon fierce mouth

Click~~Click~~Click~~Click~~ The tortoise shell of the baby turtle is crispy and delicious. The blackfish praises the great season because of the constant flow of 'delicious snacks' that have been plunged into the water in front of him, and it cheers and charges through the waves, smiling at these little cuties one by one. Listening to the sound of flesh and bones breaking from his mouth, he was intoxicated: what a beautiful, great day.

"It's cruel. Xendale couldn't help but mutter, "How could God Sivanus let this kind of thing happen casually on the edge of the Holy Lake?" Hedar just said, "This ~~~~ is nothing." Isn't it just a few turtles that don't skip words. was glared at by Xiandale: "Why don't you have a heart?" Haidar defended: "How is this 'heartless'." It's not all these turtles that are too stupid, eat them and wait in front, and they rush forward. Isn't this self-defeating, don't skip words.

Dong Hezi, who was sitting on the big leaf in the back, smiled: "Don't laugh at them for being stupid, in fact, they are similar to us." They are all acting according to the physical and mental operation mode given by their ancestors - as soon as they hear the sound of water and smell the wet smell of water, the system of recognizing the gods creates a great appearance of beauty and joy, and as soon as they accept this appearance, they immediately stimulate the system of recognizing the gods and self to give birth to great courage and great tendency, so they all move forward bravely, regardless of the qiē rush into the water. This is the mode of observation and reaction given by the ancestors, and it is this mode of physical and mental operation that they are feeling and acting. It's essentially the same as you and me. ”

"Then their ancestors are too ~~~ too stupid. Cindell dissatisfied, "How can it be left to future generations such a broken pattern? Or one by one they sneak out quietly one by one, why rush out in a swarm and be eaten? Doesn't this kill them?

Dong Hezi just smiled lightly and shook his head: "Because other methods are more costly." When you come out at night, it's easy to get lost. And there is also something waiting for them at night, which will not be much better than during the day. As for one by one, it will only come out~~~~ Then it's really over, all the way are big monsters waiting with their mouths open, you only come out one by one, one comes out and one is swallowed, swallowed one after swallowing today, continue to swallow tomorrow, and make sure to eat cleanly. It's better to come out in a swarm and die most of them, but there are still a few who can escape by chance. You see, there are already hatchlings in the deep water. "On the far lake, a few young turtles that broke the waves rose and fell, and gradually sailed into the vast lake. Away from this noisy and fierce field of life and death.

"But~~~~" Xiandale always felt that something was wrong: "There is still a problem with this method." There were a lot of deaths, almost six or seven percent were swallowed alive. Alas~~~~ Why are you so cruel?" But Dong Hezi, who saw him sitting peacefully, replied: "This can't be helped. Who's to say that our system of consciousness is always incomplete? You see, all the young turtles see that the water has a good appearance in their hearts, and it arouses a strong tendency. Some rely on this model to cope with things and get a living. Some rely on this model to deal with things and die. But if you die, you die, and nothing will be left. The living terrapins inherit this natural pattern, and they will give birth to offspring, and all the offspring will have this natural pattern. It's just that most of them will die, and a small part will live. But if you die, you die, and nothing will be left. So, Turtles, you always instinctively remember the patterns that make you successful, and you instinctively forget about the patterns that hurt you. Your instinct only accuses you of one side, but not of the other. One qiē sentient beings, one qiē instinct is all the same. So with the turtle, so with the man. Don't laugh, don't laugh. ”

It was hard for Haidar to accept: "People are not as stupid as they are, rushing into the mouth of the enemy one by one." But Dong Hezi, who was sitting on the big leaf in the sky, shook his head and said: "If you can live long enough and witness enough vicissitudes of the world, you will slowly understand that the various instincts left to us by our ancestors, all kinds of innate physical and mental operation modes, are spiritual treasures, demons, it can take us to heaven, it can take us to hell, you see, instinct guides more young turtles to 'go to heaven'." "In the bright and rippling holy lake in the distance, several young turtles broke through many obstacles and plunged into the depths of the warm lake, and they gradually drifted away in the embrace of the beautiful blue waves, towards that beautiful future.

Hundreds of other baby turtles are left torn apart and scattered in the sandy and lakeside hells. Pain mixed with mud and sand, mud and sand mixed with broken bodies and shattered blood-stained turtle shells, this scene is used to see off the excitement of those who have succeeded. The successful ones will leave their successful model to the next generation, and in the future it will still be one hundred and ten young turtles going to hell and several young turtles going to heaven; these young turtles who go to heaven will leave their successful model to the next generation again, and in the future it will still be one hundred and ten young turtles going to hell and several young turtles going to heaven; and those who go to heaven will also leave behind the mode of physical and mental operation, and one hundred and ten young turtles will go to hell and several young turtles will go to heaven~~~~ The model left by the ancestors, you only record the experience of the successful ones, but never record the outcome of the losers.

The next day, a disheartened Cindell, along with Haidar and Conyes, boarded the long river merchant ship and sailed slowly southwest along the gentle river. The three of them all stood on the deck, gazing in the wind at the endless stream of forests on both sides, birds and beasts, and for a moment their thoughts fluctuated, and they stopped talking to each other.

It wasn't until the accompanying ranger village chief also stepped onto the deck that the silence was broken: "The scenery here is just average." After a hundred miles or so, you will reach the rich hills and plains, where the scenery is beautiful. Xandel smiled a little and replied, "You mean the human towns that are cultivated?" It's very beautiful. It's just ~~~ a little monotonous. By the way, how are you practicing "Songyun Transformation"? Now that you have reached the apex, don't skip words?

"Nope. The village chief shook his head with a smile and said, "Skills such as removing diseases and protective elements are considered to have been practiced. But now Pastor Magellan wants us to practice a special kind of kung fu, saying that after practice, we can change our physique, so that our flesh and bones can be close to the Elder Tree, and we can reduce the damage of several percent. But it's hard to practice, in fact, this time I came out just to relax. ”

Xiandale asked more concernedly: "How much damage can I be immune to?" The other party replied: "Each quasi-head is said to be the highest like the Elder of the Tree Man, and half of it is reduced." However, ~~~~ We are not real tree people, and it is good to be able to reduce three or four achievements. Now it's less than 20 percent, and I have to take some medicine internally and externally to practice this thing, and now I lack some medicine raw materials, so I took this opportunity to run out. Hahahaha~~~~"

Xiandale climbed up: "You have time to talk to us about how to practice this skill." The village chief of the forest ranger nodded happily and said, "Okay, I still have some things to do, and when we dock at the port, we will talk while shopping." ”

The first two wharves were small villages and towns of the sub-giants, where merchant ships docked a little to buy some dry rations. The third pier is the large pier of a human town. There are more than a dozen large and small ships moored here, and there are crew members and traders constantly shuttling between the hulls of different shapes, and there are bargains and shouts everywhere, which is very lively. There are also many small vendors on the pier who set up stalls selling all kinds of live animals.

During the period when the ship is docked and the goods are bought and sold. Xiandale, a woman who loves shopping, took Haidar to watch the excitement, and by the way, she also invited the village chief of the forest ranger. In the past few days, they have gradually become familiar with each other. So the village chief accompanied them off the boat and to the dock. It's like a pretty bazaar, where men and women dressed in all kinds of beautiful clothes come and go, picking up items from the north and south. From smelly fresh fish to expertly carved glittering brass, from hay-like spell materials to low-grade magic wands. Not only are there many people with foreign accents, but also a lot of locals have come.

Xiandale fell in love with a sword of pink green striped shirts, and was happily bargaining with the stall owner, when the village chief, who was standing by and looking left and right, suddenly saw a familiar figure - his unscrupulous son running around, he was standing behind a butler-like person, watching people bargain with a few richly dressed merchants.

The village chief's heart was churning, and he wanted to go up and beat this bastard boy who didn't know the height of the sky, but he couldn't lift his feet. After being excited for a while, he barely held back his mood, and quietly rubbed not far behind them under the cover of the surrounding crowd, and listened carefully, it turned out that his bastard son had planted some magic herbs under the hands of others, and was now looking for merchants to sell them. That steward is the man of the landlord.

The village chief, who has no prospects, scolded in his heart: "He still wants to live a 'rich life'." Hmph, it's not just a follower. I have to look at people's faces every day. There is no freedom at all. Then I heard the steward say to the young man, "So far the sales have been good, and it seems that you have planted well." When I get back, I will tell the Duke about it, and you will be rewarded. And his son also made a deliberately flattering voice: "Thank you for your concern, I will ~~ I will not forget your kind words." ”

Hearing this, the village chief's heart was furious: 'Wow, you are mad and pretending to be a cow in front of me, and you always feel that you are very great, and you say that I am wrong all day long. Look at your current rotten appearance, you are living like a deflated three slaves, and you are still helping these people to plant and steal business with us. Hmph' He stepped forward suddenly, strode close to the bunk, and said loudly: "Oh, there are also sales here, I'll take a look, hahaha~~~ The quality of this time is also put out for sale?

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