God! I Turned Into a Turtle

The three panels represent three forms.

Each form has its own cultivation method and its own way of finding the gate of eternity.

The ancient god's body, dominating the realm, to attract the sky mark, you can fight with the super arrogance or the super strong.

Turtle form and natal weapons, just binge eat them.

Now trapped here, the turtle form and the natal weapon can't be controlled, and the system can only control it.

At present, he can only control the cultivation of the ancient god body.

The only one who can help him practice is the Bingdi in front of him.

He looked up at the ice emperor.

The Bing Empress looked sideways, staring at the heavy snow outside, with a delicate face, creamy skin, and snowy hair scattered around her neck.

"It's too early to think about cultivation now."

Ye Que retracted his eyes, thinking silently in his heart.

After half a day, he got up to search the oasis.

The Eye of the Darkest, the Eye of Opening the Sky, and the Right Eye of Casting the World were all opened, and the oasis was searched all over.

Bingdi watched silently, and did not speak out to dissuade.

She has been trapped in this place for 200 million years, and after investigating everything, she realized in her heart that it is almost impossible to get out of here.

But she also knew that it might be because of her inability to discover something special.

The ancient gods have many methods, and they may be able to discover them.

Three days later.

Ye Que found nothing.

It's too weird here.

There was a violent snowstorm outside, and the trees here were shady, and the two did not touch each other. Ye Que searched for the key point for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

Ask the Ice Emperor, this is an ice and snow expert.

However, the answer given to him by the Ice Empress was that she couldn't know the mystery, and she couldn't even control the storm outside.

"Maybe I didn't search carefully."

Ye Que turned around and searched the oasis again, searching every place many times.

two months later.

He returned to the lake in silence, a little autistic.

The oasis is like a mortal place, the ordinary cannot be the ordinary, there is nothing strange, but it is full of strangeness.

"No! You must find an exit!"

Ye Que shut himself off for a while, then suddenly raised his head, his avatars were divided into thousands, leading a large group of mighty avatars, searching for oases everywhere.

one year later.

Ye Que returned to the lake in silence, completely shut himself off.

The Bingdi looked at Ye Que with the eyes of someone who had passed by, and the meaning of the eyes was obvious, it was still early, so he was autistic?

Not long after, Ye Que got up.

"I'll go outside and have a look."

Ye Que turned into thousands of clones and stepped into the ice and snow.

"Take it, if you get lost, follow the line."

The Bingdi opened his mouth coldly, flicked his fingertips, and a strand of ice as thin as a hair flew towards Ye Que.

Ye Que grabbed it and nodded.

Turn around, into the ice and snow.

Outside the oasis, visibility is low.

Although he is Yuanshen, he can only see within a hundred meters, and cannot see clearly beyond.

He searched cautiously.

Every once in a while, come back to the oasis.

Just because in the world of ice and snow, the lifespan will be lost.

After several years.

Ye Que returned to the oasis and did not go out.

"The outside is not big, like a small space, no matter where you go, you will return to the starting point."

He frowned.

No matter what method is used, this weirdness cannot be broken.

"It's useless for you to search for tens of thousands of years. I spent 150 million years looking for a way to get out. There is no hope. I will stay in this oasis for the next 50 million years."

The Ice Empress hit people as usual, her demeanor was pure, and her words were also very cold.

Ye Que wanted to say don't give up, but thinking that the other party spent hundreds of millions of years looking for it, it was still useless, and giving up is inevitable, so he didn't say anything.

After all, if it fell on him, he would probably have given up.

"Let's talk about something else. For example, if the cultivation experience of Yuanshen Realm becomes eternal by accident, the trapped situation will no longer exist."

The Ice Emperor said coldly.

Ye Que was silent for a long time, then he also started talking with Bingdi.

I haven't had a long conversation for countless years, and my tongue is spinning a little.

Time goes by bit by bit.

Time and space cannot be perceived, but time is still flowing.

Hundreds of years passed.

Ye Que and Bingdi's perception of Yuanshen Realm deepened time and time again in the conversations, disagreements, arguments and identifications.

And this process is very tortuous.

Once the argument got heated, Bingdi and Ye Que were the masters who refused to give in to each other, and they fought directly.

After that battle, it took Shengsheng three hundred years to resolve the conflict between the two.

But after that, the gap between the two melted like snow boiled in warm water.

Like two strangers, forced to be trapped together, after some conflicts intensified, they almost became enemies.

But the two had to face each other again, and as time passed, the contradictions gradually understood and resolved each other. After that, the relationship became closer.

Since then, Ye Que and Bingdi have talked about everything.

It's just one cheap and one cold.

When these two compounds come into contact, all kinds of strange and wonderful changes can always be produced.

Both of them benefited a lot from the understanding of Yuanshen Realm.

Gradually, they no longer feel the Yuanshen realm through conversation.

Instead, fight directly.

This is exactly what Ye Que wanted.

The Ice Empress is a long-established superpower. He fights with the body of an ancient god, and the chances of attracting Skyline will be very high.

Although in such a ghostly place, he doesn't know whether the sky mark can be aroused.

But since you are trapped here, why not try.

So, the two fought again.

But this time, it's not about conflict or hatred, but about communicating through battles to promote cultivation.

This fight has been played intermittently for a hundred thousand years.

During the period, they discovered that even if the oasis is destroyed, it will gradually recover with the passage of time.

Therefore, they fought more and more without any scruples.

Just a hundred thousand years of fighting is enough to make them feel exhausted.

Not physically tired, but mentally exhausted.

It's like a person who is trapped in a secret room and can adapt to it in a day or two. If he is trapped for a year, two years, or even decades, won't he be tired?

Tired directly to mental distortion.

"Let's go back."

Ice Emperor returns to the oasis.

Ye Que looked up at the heavy snow all over the sky, and heaved a long sigh.

An oasis with day and night.

This is the handwriting of the two to display their magical powers, and it is also the fantasy of the two of them about the outside world.

The one hundred thousand years of exchanging experience in the source of the gods made the two of them extremely tired.

Gradually, the two avoided the topic of cultivation and communication, and chatted about other things.

"I heard that you are from the Mystic Temple?"

Ye Que asked.

If it was the Ice Emperor from 100,000 years ago, he would never respond to Ye Que with a cold face.

It's different now, the mood has changed.

"Yes."

Bingdi hesitated for a while, and then talked about many experiences about himself back then.

Ye Que is a teaser, during this period, sometimes he is flattered, sometimes his brain is wide open, he can't laugh, and he also teases Bingdi with a cold face for a while, and a smile for a while.

Thanks to this trapped place, there is a cheap, old and fun Dobby.

Once Ye Que is idle, it will be fun.

Otherwise, it would be boring.

From then on, the two exchanged practice, chatted occasionally, talked about interesting things, and talked about their hearts.

Gradually, more than 100,000 years passed.

One night, a sneaky figure sneaked into the attic built by the Ice Emperor while it was dark.

After hundreds of thousands of years of being together, the stems of the heavens finally stirred the fires of the earth, just like dry wood meeting a raging fire, they were ignited on this night.

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