Devil Seeds

The Duanyan Mountain Range divides Huzhou and Yunzhou. Among them, there are dozens of sects of practice, large and small, and hundreds of families of various practices.

Not far from Xingluo Lake, there are two third-rate sects and one second-rate sect.

When Ke Xiaoliang sucked in spiritual energy with the Spirit Gathering Formation.

All these sects reacted.

Looking at the funnel-shaped spiritual vortex among the mountains, the only Nascent Soul cultivator of the Waterfall Sect let out a sneer.

"Where is the madman, gathering spiritual energy like this in my waterfall realm without saying hello?"

"Looking at the appearance of spiritual energy entrenched, it should be refining some kind of magic weapon...! Taking it without telling is theft, no matter who you are...you have to pay for it!"

With flickering eyes, the Nascent Soul cultivator flew towards Xingluo Lake through the sky.

At the same time, the surrounding sects and families, large and small, all sent people to gather in the direction of Xingluo Lake where the aura was funneling.

Dozens of people gathered outside the formation, shouting and cursing at the formation.

Before they started to enter the formation, the whole sky suddenly felt 'empty'.

An incomparably magnificent and unimaginable figure actually covered the entire sky.

When the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Waterfall Sect saw that figure, he trembled all over. The Nascent Soul was so frightened that he almost had a miscarriage. His legs trembled, and he collapsed on his flying boat.

"The sun and the moon are the eyes, the stars are the apertures, the exhale is thunder, and the hair is like a dragon... This is... this is the legendary disk... disk...!" After all, the Nascent Soul cultivator did not dare to spit out that term. , because this is really... too scary!

Although the practice world has never talked about the basic laws of science, but... the scene in front of it... it doesn't cultivate immortals either!

All the monks who are blocked between the mountains and outside the formation are generally the same.

They were all dumbfounded.

That overwhelming aura, that indomitable figure that condenses enormous energy... is by no means an illusion, nor a fiction.

This is real!

This is real!

who I am?

what am i doing

why am i here

Everyone's brains were stunned, and there were only a few simple questions that echoed at this moment.

Such an impact undoubtedly allowed the primitive man to see the spaceship.

Apart from kneeling and kowtowing, there seemed to be no other choice.

Ke Xiaoliang didn't pay attention...or care about those onlookers.

Driving his own martial arts body, Ke Xiaoliang felt incomparably wonderful.

"There is still a time limit. Within seven or eight minutes, you should consume some true energy at most. If you exceed ten minutes, you may lose your body, and you need to make up for it afterwards. If you exceed fifteen minutes, there will be irreversible injuries... Of course I am very strong now, unless those immortals and Buddhas come to the world, and the true gods come to the world, otherwise... there should be no one in this world who can withstand me for fifteen minutes." Ke Xiaoliang clenched his fists and looked at them in the palm of his hand. The captured space black hole has a new definition and concept of its own strength.

The dharmakaya slowly retracted.

The giant changes dissipated.

Ke Xiaoliang returned to the most primitive state.

"It changed for about ten seconds, and consumed 30% of the true energy. It should be the beginning and the end, and there will be a lot of consumption." Ke Xiaoliang felt the amount of true energy in his body, and then took a deep breath.

The 30% true energy that was consumed was recovered with the intensive spiritual energy replenishment.

Outside the mountains, outside the formation, the monks gathered around and watched slowly came back to their senses after a while.

Then they looked at each other silently and went back home.

Some casual repairs are even ready to move.

What?

Someone drained all the spiritual energy for hundreds of miles in one go? As a result, some disciples went out of practice, some monks made alchemy, and some monks failed to refine weapons and draw symbols?

Nothing! Nothing!

Everyone doesn't mind, we are neighbors after all!

Isn't it normal to be friendly, help each other, and be considerate of each other?

The small commotion was quietly resolved after Ke Xiaoliang showed his powerful side.

At this time... the real Bihan in Gaowu's world has passed ninety years alone.

For the first ninety years, she spent all her time studying martial arts, improving her realm, and at the same time honing her skills in martial arts.

In the last ten years, she left a spell.

With martial arts, even in the world of high martial arts, it seems that after a little transformation, you can cast spells.

Therefore, the real Bihan picked up the rejuvenation spell.

She tried her best to recall the conjectures and breakthroughs of inspiration that Lian Yunzi had told her.

Connect these sentences together.

Lian Yunzi spent half his life working hard, using the rejuvenation mantra as the benchmark, to recreate the cloud and rain distribution, and Master Bihan did not want it to be lost again.

She wants to complete Xingyunbuyu again.

In the ninety-eighth year of being alone in a dark space, raindrops full of spirituality began to float in this small space.

Under the watering of the raindrops, Master Bihan fell asleep comfortably for the first time in nearly a hundred years.

She slept for a whole year.

In the first hundred years, she worked hard to find herself, and she seemed to sense that... she was about to walk out of this dark space.

In reality, real Bihan's consciousness slowly returned to his body.

When her tired and old soul returns to its original body.

Infuriating, mana, all began to boil.

Ke Xiaoliang gathered in Xingluo Lake, and all the aura that had not been absorbed by him swarmed towards Master Bihan.

Her realm is constantly improving, her meridians are constantly expanding, and her martial arts will has begun to build a huge external energy circulation in the air.

At the same time, her originally full head of hair became white in an instant.

Snow-white hair, against the background of red face and white skin, looks even more cool.

Yang Zhenzhen looked at his mistress who had changed instantly, and was speechless in surprise.

But Master Bihan absorbed all the spiritual energy, and after the martial arts outside his body disappeared in a flash, he turned to look at Yang Zhenzhen.

She seems to be still thinking.

For her, Yang Zhenzhen... was already a hundred years ago.

What's more, a hundred years of loneliness and silence in the dark space is even longer than the thousand or ten thousand years of living in the outside world.

"Really?" The real Bihan shouted hesitantly.

What greeted her was Yang Zhenzhen's warm embrace, and tears welling up again.

She was worried and scared all the time.

But she never spoke to stop it, let alone express her fear.

She has always been so sensible.

With hesitation, he slowly touched Yang Zhenzhen's head with his hands. The familiar touch awakened Bihan's long-standing memory and humanity.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Mistress is here... Mistress is here!" Master Bihan murmured.

His eyes gradually cleared up.

At this time, the hatred was gone, but it was cold, like an eternal glacier.

A hundred years of silence has frozen not only the heart and anger.

"Congratulations! You have come out!" Ke Xiaoliang said to Bihan.

Master Bihan looked at Ke Xiaoliang outside the door, hesitated, then nodded again.

"Thank you!"

After thanking you so unsaltedly, she was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I probably know why you opened a pastry shop in Licheng!"

"It turns out that you just want to prove that you are still alive."

Ke Xiaoliang smiled awkwardly.

"I thought so?"