From Douluo Marrying the Snow Queen

Towering mountains, Zhong Ling handsome.

The pines and cypresses stretch endlessly.

This is a stretch of rolling mountains.

The trees here are verdant, and the birds and beasts are jubilant and full of vitality.

Suddenly, chickens fly and dogs jump.

Originally chattering and chattering, the forest full of vitality suddenly became silent and lifeless.

After a few breaths, with a bang, a shining portal appeared about thirty meters above the ground.

At the same time, a figure fell from the shining portal.

Boom! ~

With a muffled sound, the figure hit the ground directly.

"Ugh! Ugh!~"

There was a sound of retching, and the tall figure stood up unsteadily.

"Made! Vomit! I'm so sick, vomit~"

Cursing and swearing, while shaking his head, he did not forget to be alert to his surroundings.

It took a long time before he woke up and uttered a complete sentence.

"Where have I been?"

He frowned.

Although his face was covered with dirt and his white clothes were tattered, they couldn't conceal his handsome face and slender figure.

With a few weeds hanging from her long sky-blue hair, she looked a bit embarrassed, but her tall figure of nearly 190 centimeters was as tall and straight as a pine, like a spear, with sharp sharpness, which made people dare not underestimate it.

This person is Ye Han.

After taking a breath, Ye Han glanced at the portal of the sky, sensed it carefully, and found that it should be able to last for three days.

So, without further delay, he turned around and left.

After venturing to this unknown place, he naturally wanted to explore and see if he could find anything of value.

Half a day later, he came to a place called Qixuanmen.

This is a sect of the rivers and lakes, everyone practices martial arts to strengthen their bodies, but they don't have such unbelievable abilities, such as flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, moving mountains to fill the sea, cutting rivers and intercepting rivers, etc.!

In the Qixuanmen, after all, they are just a group of ordinary people.

Ye Han walked around the Qixuanmen arsenal quietly, then shook his head and left.

Staring at the customs and customs in front of him that were completely different from those in Douluo Dalu, Ye Han knew that he might have come to another world.

Just when he thought this was just an ordinary world of bottom martial arts and was about to leave, he suddenly felt another completely different power in a person.

It was a boy in his early ten years.

He was dark-skinned, ordinary-looking, and dressed in Tsing Yi.

At this time, he was meditating in front of a medicinal bush.

Outside his body, streamers of light invisible to the naked eye danced, slowly melting into his body like fireflies.

That kind of energy is as soft as spring rain, and it seems to be able to nourish all things. Ye Han can feel the power of that kind of energy without touching it. At least, it is a level higher than soul power.

Soon after, the boy ended his practice.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he looked around, but found nothing unusual.

So, he took out a small bottle from his arms, and then came to a herb growing in a corner of the medicine garden, poured a drop of green liquid from the small bottle, and landed on the herb.

Next, is the moment to witness the miracle.

Even with Ye Han's cynical attitude, watching the seedling turn into a herb that seemed to have grown for decades in an instant, his heart was pounding at this moment.

"What are those liquids? No matter what, I have to get them." Ye Han thought to himself, clenched his fists involuntarily.

But he didn't act rashly, there was still time, he decided to wait.

After a day, if he still hasn't figured out how the green liquid came from, he will consider using it stronger.

Because those green liquids had too much effect on him.

time flies.

Teenager's routine,

Proceed with caution.

Eat and practice, look after the medicine garden, in an orderly manner.

However, no matter how cautious he was, it was impossible to find Ye Han's trace.

Compared with Ye Han, he was too weak.

At the end of the day, the young man returned to his room, took out a book and read it for a while, then went to bed cross-legged, and continued to practice, three times in the morning, noon and evening, it was really scary to be diligent.

"Changchun Gong!"

Ye Han sighed secretly, as if he had heard or seen this name somewhere.

But his memory of more than 50,000 years is too mixed, and he can't remember it at all.

Shaking his head and not thinking about other things, Ye Han continued to observe the boy's every move.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, the moment the boy finished his training and opened his eyes, a dazzling light instantly illuminated the dark room.

His eyes were piercing, and he was incompatible with that ordinary face.

After carefully checking the surroundings and finding nothing unusual, he carefully took out the dark green vial, gently placed it on the table in front of the window, let it bathe in the moonlight, and then the boy went to bed and fell asleep.

Ye Han's eyes were all bright, and his breathing was short of breath. If the young man's cultivation had been stronger, Ye Han might have been exposed.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

The teenager who had worked hard all day fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Han's eyes were piercing, looking at the dark green vial that was no more than a palm long, his face flushed red with excitement.

His mental power is so powerful that he can see through everything in an instant.

That vial was actually absorbing the power of Moonlight.

Like a ghost, Ye Han approached lightly, picked up the vial on the table, and took a look. Sure enough, there was already faint water vapor, and it seemed that a drop of green liquid would soon be condensed.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Han looked at the boy on the bed with complicated eyes.

After thinking for a while, he directly set up a six-pointed magic circle, and with a wave of his palm, an invisible force lifted the young man's body and floated on top of the magic circle.

"I, Ye Han, never owe favors. Naturally, your things will not be taken for nothing."

Ye Han whispered to himself, and then, the magic circle on the ground lit up, he wondered if he could awaken his martial soul in this world.

But he has to try, if he can't, then he will create a body for this young man that is most suitable for cultivation.

The six-point magic circle lit up, and Ye Han was not stingy, continuously inputting his soul power.

But it's useless, the road to Wuhun awakening is blocked.

"Then there's only one other way to go."

A trace of determination flashed in Ye Han's eyes.

He has sympathy for the weak, but he is not pedantic. He will naturally do what he can do, and he will not force it if he cannot.

Fortunately, he has the residual power of the system, which can turn decay into magic, so it is not difficult to change a person's aptitude.

The soul power changed, and a pitch-black force appeared in Ye Han's hand.

Ye Han controlled this force to rotate around the young man's body, and the young man's bones, tendons, and even some intangible things were changed.

call!

Ye Han let out a breath of turbid air lightly, and withdrew his palm to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Made! It's a big loss."

Ye Han smiled wryly. In order to transform the young man's body, he actually consumed one-third of the energy he cultivated through hard work.

If he had known that this young man's aptitude was so outrageous, Ye Han would have run away with the bottle, so why would he care about him.

But it's too late to say anything now.

"Made! You have wasted so much of my energy. You must cultivate hard. If I see you again next time, and you are still such a weak chicken, I will kill you with my own hands."

After finishing speaking, Ye Han turned around and left.

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Finally, has anyone guessed which world it is now?