Chapter Seventy-Three: Transformation (Part 1)

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His gaze was a little far away, at this moment, Xiao Yi remembered a lot, this was a memory hidden in the depths of his soul, but the wild land was so dangerous, he rarely had time to recall it like this on weekdays.

The dry branches and leaves were burning, crackling, and by the campfire, the green-scaled desolate leopard was crawling lazily, and the wounds on its back had begun to heal and scab, although it was only a mid-rank desolate beast, and it had not even reached the realm of one star, but the qi and blood were vigorous, and some flesh wounds could be quickly recovered.

The breeze blows, the old trees sway, the red and bright fruits fall down, the fragrant smell, the old man takes some and squeezes them, the bright red juice drops on the roasted golden beast meat, dyes it into red gold, and suddenly, an indescribable fragrance emanates out.

Whew!

The blue-scaled desolate leopard came to its senses at once, and its blue eyes lit up, staring at the barbecue on the bonfire, and the previous enemy became blood food, which made it feel very comfortable.

Half an hour later, the old man patted the soft soil around him, took out two bluestone jars, patted open the sealing mud, and a strong blood spring aroma permeated the air, crystal like amber, bright as blood, obviously added a lot of medicinal materials to it, but compared to some precious blood medicine springs that Xiao Yi had touched, worth several high-grade essence stones, it seemed very ordinary, but the old man didn't care, handed Xiao Yi a can, and drank it alone.

After half a pillar of incense, the old man grabbed the barbecue on the bonfire, tore it into three pieces, handed one to Xiao Yi, and handed one to the blue-scaled leopard who was already salivating. And take a sip of the blood fountain from time to time. There was a look of satisfaction on his face.

That's it. Xiao Yi accompanied the old man day after day, the sun rose and the moon set, the stars changed, the old man's life was very simple, as if he had given up his cultivation, and his days were quiet and calm.

The blue-scaled leopard also stayed, but every day it still ran into the barren ancient forest, dragging its bloody body back when the sun set. Occasionally bring back one or two wild beasts, handed over to the old man to barbecue, it is not intoxicated with barbecue, but likes the old man's blood spring, which makes the old man very headache, every day like a thief to guard against it, often wake up in the middle of the night, rush out of the stone house, there is a shadow under the old tree digging the ground, has dug several feet deep.

Xiao Yi has not forgotten his practice. The spirit of the will of half-step reincarnation kept him from getting lost in it, but as time passed, day by day. He was also a little intoxicated, what life is, if it is like this day by day, it is also a kind of happiness.

Every day, the old man's face was wrinkled, but his smile was brighter, serene and peaceful.

One day of thunderstorm night, the barren sky was full of thunder, the black oppressive clouds covered the entire sky, and hundreds of beasts hibernated, only in the depths of the wilderness, some old powerful desolate beasts roared in the sky, causing thousands of thunders to roar in unison, destroying the heavens and the earth.

There was thunder and fire everywhere in the depths of the wilderness, and half of the sky was reflected in the red of the red sky, and next to the stone house, the green-scaled desolate leopard trembled, and a thunderbolt fell, and the old tree turned into a torch, which was split into two parts.

The next day, the clouds dissipated, the old man stood under the old tree and sighed, the charred black tree body was emitting green smoke, and it could not bear red fruits.

Finally one day, Xiao Yi took the old man's barbecue and couldn't help asking, "Senior, what is life and death." ”

The old man looked up at him, shook his head, and did not answer, but grabbed an empty bluestone jar and went to the river to fetch water, and then watered it on the broken and scorched roots of the old tree.

"It's dead. ”

Xiao Yi couldn't help but say, how could an ordinary thousand-year-old tree withstand the reckless and powerful thunder fire, and all vitality had already been extinguished.

The old man didn't speak, and he didn't respond, he just filled the old tree with a can of water every day, the sun and the moon rotated, autumn went to spring, Xiao Yi watched the old man grow old day by day, his longevity was really not much, Xiao Yi even felt the wisps of death emanating from the old man's body, this is not the life and death creation that is controlled, but the decay of the human body, and the breath of death derived from Shouyuan will be naturally derived.

And with the passage of time, Xiao Yi was also surprised to find that the dead old tree, the layer of dead air shrouded in it had faded a lot, and it was already very thin, especially at the root of the tree, which slowly became moist from the previous scorched black, and even shed a layer of skin.

The early spring is coming, the spring is cold, the barren land is still desolate, the river in front of the stone house, sometimes there are wild beasts come to draw water, the fishy beast is permeated, the smile on the old man's face is more and more brilliant, and life has slowly come to an end.

It was an early morning, the old man's back was rickety, carrying the bluestone jar to the river to fetch water, he was slow, he had really lived for many years, and now it was twilight, just like an ordinary person, the sea began to dry up around the weather, and the essence of heaven and earth was difficult to intercept, and it was scattered out.

Filled with a jar of water, the old man walked towards the old tree step by step, the water in the stone jar occasionally spilled a drop or two, the old man was very full, almost the same as the mouth of the can.

Next to the stone house, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, listening to the sound of clear water flowing and watering the roots of the trees, no different from weekdays, the old man had lasted for a spring and autumn.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes and looked under the old tree, the old man had his back to him, still maintaining the posture of watering, the bluestone jar went down, and occasionally a drop of water fell, and after counting the breath, it was difficult to gather another drop.

"Senpai!"

Xiao Yi Huoran got up, he stared at the old man's back, and in an instant, he felt that the most reluctant vitality in the old man's body dissipated at once, without the slightest warning, but he didn't feel a little abrupt, as if it should be so.

He walked towards the old man in a daze, and when he came to the old tree, he saw the old man with a smile on his face, his eyes were soft, staring at his feet, Xiao Yi followed the old man's gaze downward, and he was stunned.

It was a young shoot, only half an inch high, green and crystalline, growing from the roots of the tree, and the tender leaves were still hanging with crystal droplets, and a nascent air filled the air.

After a while, Xiao Yi smiled, he buried the old man under the old tree, and then picked up the bluestone jar, poured a jar of water on it as the old man did when he was alive.

Under the old tree, Xiao Yi slowly closed his eyes, and a strong vitality gradually emanated from his body, the void was distorted, and the world was collapsing.

......

Jasper waterhole.

The sun furnace was rising and falling, and the furnace lid flew back on its own, and after careful observation, there were a few fewer cracks on the furnace body, and the decay became lighter.

In front of the sun furnace, two large cocoons are also ups and downs, one is red gold and crystalline, the sun is really burning, and the other shows a faint dark gold, the sun dragon is blazing, in the firelight, a desolate dragon is faintly illuminated, a golden-winged roc, two powerful creatures are roaring, roaring, the incomparable majesty of the momentum shook this barren mountain range, and a powerful desolate beast was alarmed.

Roar!

After half a burnt incense, the earth shook, and a golden bear with a height of ten zhang rushed out of the barren ancient forest, it was like a golden iron tower, and there were two golden horns on the top of its head, the cold light was shining, and there was a fierce evil aura permeating out.

This is a two-star desolate beast, two desolate stars rotate in the center of the eyebrows, exuding a majestic and strong power of qi and blood, it stared at the dark golden cocoon at once, and the bloodline breath transmitted from it made it awe and desire, but it did not have the ancient and powerful beast king breath, obviously someone got their precious blood, refined it in the bloodline, and enhanced the bloodline origin.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, although the refined blood is equally domineering, but it can already be tried to fuse, it may take ten years, or even a hundred years, this is the work of the water mill, but once refined, it is an earth-shattering creation, life evolution, and the power of the bloodline may be mutated, not inferior to the bloodline descendants of the owner of the blood.

What are the desolate dragons and the golden-winged roc, one is the emperor of the desolate beasts, and the other is the natural king of the demon world, how powerful their bloodlines are, even if they are descendants of mixed bloodlines, they can definitely grow into the strong men of the dominant side, if they are created by chance, they may not have a chance to become kings.

The dark golden cocoon in front of him is clearly out of a kind of transformation, but it is so defenseless, it is definitely the most vulnerable time.

Roar!

The golden bear's eyes lit up, its head horns were towering, and one of its golden bear paws slapped down, and the vacuum was cracked, and it was already standing at the top of the two-star desolate beast.

Airplanes!

But unexpectedly, a wisp of Zhiyang dragon fire was as crystal as glass, like a golden cast, wrapped around the bear's paw, and then, the ten-zhang tall golden wool bear suddenly turned into ashes.

Thundered!

The earth trembled, countless fierce breaths rushed out from the desolate ancient forest, the mountain range, the roar of the beast shook the sky, and a large shadow appeared above the sky, it was a terrible desolate bird, its wings spread at least ten zhang wide, its sharp beak flashed with cold light, and swooped down towards the edge of the jasper pool.

The ancient wood broke, and a huge beast shadow appeared on the side of the jasper pool, a saber-toothed tiger, but as high as twenty zhang, with wings on its back, densely covered with red scales, a pair of dark red eyes like two blood lamps, bursting out of bloodthirsty light, at the center of its eyebrows, three red desolate stars turned, and the cold evil qi froze the air, turning into ice powder and falling.

A golden-horned predator, more than 30 zhang long, covered with pale golden scale armor, the thick crocodile tail is like a whip in the sweep, shattering a low mountain, it was born with four sharp claws, hideous like a golden hook, like a dragon's claw, as soon as it appeared, it exuded a landslide and tsunami like masculine blood.

The red-winged saber-toothed tiger is vigilant, this is a dragon beast, although it is also a three-star realm, its qi and blood are extremely vigorous, the power of the origin is strong, and the beast body is as strong as Dao Jin, and it is the overlord of this realm.

At this moment, the golden-horned predator stared at the dark golden cocoon, and a look of awe, greed, and even longing appeared in the broken golden eyes. (Ask for subscription, ask for recommendation votes!) (To be continued......)