At the end of the battle, Wang Luochen stopped the spin of the ball. And the tornado was gone.

The enthusiasm for fighting on his body subsided, and he and his comrades couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in their hearts as they looked at the giants lying on the ground.

"Later, when we've eaten and rested, tell the soldiers to turn on their armor and make some ice and snow, and bury the corpses of these giants. After all, they are also just soldiers who do what they are told. is a victim of battlefield warfare. It is also very inhumane to let them expose the corpses in the wilderness like this. ”

I don't know why, when he controlled the power of nature and had a trace of connection with heaven and earth, Wang Luochen gave birth to a feeling of compassion in his heart. He felt that these beings seemed to have become equally small and pitiful in his eyes. That's why he made this arrangement.

Naturally, no one would object to his words. Therefore, after they left the battlefield and returned to the camp to eat and rest, the soldiers worked with the mechs to bury the giants with ice and snow.

These giants are tall, and when they are buried, they form small Xiaoice peaks.

Standing in the camp, looking at these towering Xiaoice peaks, Zhuo Yinger pointed at them and said to Wang Luochen: "Senior brother, you see, these guys with thick skin and thick skin originally pretended to be ice peaks in order to block us, but now they have really turned into ice peaks." Isn't this just a way to get what you want?"

"Well, that's kind of interesting. However, it seems that it should not be called "getting what you want", but "wishing by heaven". Because, after this battle, I feel more and more that everything has its own providence in the dark. Wang Luochen smiled slightly and replied with deep feelings.

"Senior brother, do you know why you feel this way?" Zhuo Ying'er tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"Oh, you know, why do you say?" Wang Luochen heard her ask like this, and felt that she had something to say, so he asked rhetorically.

"Of course I do. Because, from the power you wield in battle, I can tell that you have become transcendent. According to my father, after becoming a martial saint, people's minds are naturally connected with heaven and earth. Of course, you can perceive some sacred hearts of heaven and earth that ordinary people cannot know. This is also the reason why people call people who have the combat power to the point where they can invoke the power of nature as a martial saint. ”

Zhuo Yinger's explanation made Wang Luochen's heart suddenly brighten, and he patted her head lightly and said, "Hehe, you know a lot." However, there is some truth to what you say. When I was able to control the tornado, I was able to feel something I hadn't felt before. ”

"In this way, senior brother, you have indeed achieved a martial saint. It's really gratifying. I just don't know what gifts you will give my junior sister at such a happy moment?" Zhuo Ying'er stretched out a hand and said to him.

"You girl, people receive red envelopes for happy events. How can there be a red envelope to send out? No, I am so poor that I can give you a gift?" Wang Luochen patted her hand, slapped her hand aside, and said with a smile.

"Hmph! Zhuo Yinger didn't ask for a gift, and was slapped by him, and said disappointedly.

"Haha, cousin, don't be angry. Senior Brother Wang has no gift for you, for my brother, I have a seven-clever and exquisite time bird here, which was originally intended to be given to Senior Brother Wang as a congratulatory gift for his transcendent sanctification. I'll just send you for him now. Senior Brother Wang, you don't mind if I do this, right?"

While the two were talking, Leng Lingfeng and the others walked towards them. Before anyone arrived, because he heard the conversation between the two, Leng Lingfeng sent a gift on behalf of Wang Luochen.

It's just that after hearing the gift he sent, Zhuo Ying'er didn't have a happy expression, but pouted and said to him: "Brother, your brain is in water, right? What kind of seven-trick exquisite time bird, isn't it the clock used to tell the time made by the Kit Kat Academy? You, such an adult, didn't I say you." Is there a bell for giving gifts to others? Giving a bell is equivalent to sending the end. How unlucky. So, you gift. I don't want it. Not only do I not want it, but even my senior brother, I won't ask him to ask for it. ”

After Zhuo Ying'er said this, Leng Lingfeng also remembered the taboo of gift-giving. Not without embarrassment, he argued, "No, cousin. I'm the chiming bird, a bird that will tell the time at a fixed time. It's not a clock. You are mistaken. If you don't believe it, look at it. ”

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized, lifelike mechanical bird from his sound spirit stone.

He flicked it on the bird's head, and it cooed ten times.

"Look, it screamed ten times, which means it's ten o'clock in the evening. Brother, you still say it's not a clock?" Zhuo Ying'er snatched the bird from Leng Lingfeng's hand, played with it and asked Leng Lingfeng.

"It's ten calls, and it's also to show people that it's ten o'clock in the evening. But it's just a bird. Where do you see it's a bell?" Leng Lingfeng also said that he didn't admit that this bird was a bell, because this bird really didn't have the appearance of a bell.

"Where did you see that? Well, I haven't found it yet. Well, let me take it back and study it carefully, and then answer your question. With that, Zhuo Ying'er unceremoniously put this finely made chiming bird into the sound spirit stone.

"Hey, cousin. Didn't you say that this gift was unlucky, didn't you want it? Why did you put it away again?" Seeing her like this, Leng Lingfeng knew that his time-telling bird was a meat bun and had never returned, so he asked her why she accepted her gift again.

Who knows, Zhuo Ying'er tilted her head, forked her hand to her waist, and said to him with a hippie smile: "Cousin, didn't everyone say it? I just took it back to study it, and I still have to return it to you after a while." So, it's not called receiving your gifts. Got it?"

"Haha, Ying'er, how long is it that you said about a period of time? I'm afraid it's a lifetime, right?" Leng Lingxian walked over, reached out and twisted it on her ear, and laughed and teased.

"Cousin, you don't misunderstand what people mean. Who said it was a lifetime? Who said that? Anyway, I didn't say it. Because, this is a research, and the time is uncertain. Maybe it's a lifetime, maybe it's half a day younger. Anyway, don't worry, as soon as I finish researching, I will definitely return it to my cousin. ”

Just as Leng Lingfeng didn't admit that he gave him a timepiece, Zhuo Yinger didn't admit that he had accepted his gift.

Her almost scoundrel statement, as well as her mischievous appearance, immediately drew a burst of laughter.

After laughing, it's over. Everyone turned the conversation to Wang Luochen's transcendent sanctification and how to march in the future.

For Wang Luochen's transcendent sanctification, everyone naturally wants to congratulate and discuss the process and feelings.

When it comes to his own secrets, for everyone's advice, Wang Luochen naturally made up a set of lies that the battlefield environment was too complicated at that time, and he didn't have time to feel it carefully, so when he mobilized the Yuan Force, he naturally mobilized the tornado to answer them.

When everyone heard this, they felt that it probably involved the secret of the exercises he was cultivating, and it was difficult to say, so they didn't ask any more questions.

The conversation then turned to the question of how to march in the future.