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On the easternmost side of the temple territory, the light of magic can be faintly seen in the forest and the forest fortress hidden in the canopy.

On the westernmost side of the forbidden magic field, in the purple-black mist that is so thick that it cannot be dispersed, strange black shadows are lurking and wandering.

In these days, small-scale conflicts between the Strange Demon Church and the Temple occurred from time to time, and both sides built a large number of military strongholds at the junction.

The appearance of the temple's stronghold conforms to human aesthetics - hard, regular enchanted stone bricks piled into copper walls and iron walls, orderly defense lines, temple garrison with high morale, and hymns of courage and fearlessness floating over the stronghold.

On the other side of the gray ocean, there is another scene in the thick purple-black fog.

The alien demon with dozens of tentacles uses the tentacles full of suckers to roll up the bone blade, cut the enemy's headless corpse, and make fresh delicacies in the eyes of the alien demon.

The passing Splitback Terror picked up a piece of meat dripping with blood with its thick fingers and put it into his mouth.

Skeletons paved the road under the feet of the strange demons, and thick bones were scattered all over the strange demon camps.

The skull of some kind of creature was made into a candlestick and lit on both sides of the path of bones. The lavender firelight passed through the eye holes of the skull and cast a distorted shadow of suffering on the ground.

Whenever a strange demon walks past these skull candlesticks, a vague wailing sound will float out from the candlesticks.

The strange demons let out mocking laughter, inserted their fingers/tentacles/horns into the skull and stirred it a few times, and their wails became increasingly sad.

"Moo~~" Outside the alien demon camp, a horn sound that could only be heard by the alien demon's organs came from the thick purple-black fog in the east.

All the strange demons immediately put down their work and turned into black shadows and flew in the direction of the sound.

The entire alien demon camp shook. The huge alien demon monitor emerged from the ground, carried the roads and flesh-and-blood buildings of the alien demon camp into the air, and slowly followed the departing alien demons to fly eastward.

The same scene can be seen everywhere in the western area of ​​the forbidden friction field.

Due to the natural advantages provided by the forbidden magic field, the church of strange demons does not need to worry about the temple army using teleportation spells to bypass the strange demon army in the west of the forbidden magic field and directly reach the hinterland of the forbidden magic field.

The alien demon border defense troops assembled in the west of the Forbidden Magic Field account for more than four-fifths of all available military forces of the alien demon church. They are not only the garrison guarding the border, but also the vanguard army launching attacks on the temple territory.

Summoned by the loud horn sound, more than half of the strange demon border defense troops were withdrawn from the border defense line by the church's senior leaders and disappeared into the thick purple-black fog deep in the forbidden magic field.

The bald Rexor and other Temple spies who were wandering around the edge of the forbidden magic field soon noticed the suddenly loose and empty alien demon defense line, and immediately reported the strange movements of the alien demon army to the combat commander of the Temple army. Guild of Secret Mages.

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The secret base of the Western Continent.

Little Jin Jinghua danced for about 10 minutes, finally stopped, panting and asked Xia Zuo to pour some medicine for her to replenish water and nutrition.

A hazy drizzle fell in the glass cover of the culture tank, and the little golden vitex said solemnly and worriedly:

"Xia Zuo, something bad happened. Kama Hebrain is holding a small meeting in the [Resting Place] to discuss some urgent matters related to the Faceless Man. Natalis, the great elder of the Golden Wattle Clan , I want to invite you to come with me."

"Invite me to the [Land of Rest]? Will you go there in spirit form?" Xia Zuo was slightly stunned, "Uh... can I come back if I go there?"

"Of course I can come back." Little Golden Jinghua shook her "hand", "Don't worry about the separation of soul and body. The [resting place] is not as scary as you think. As long as you always abide by our sacred oath, you will not be affected by the spirit." The effect of flesh separation allows you to travel safely around the edge of the [Land of Rest]."

Xia Zuo thought for a while and decided to accept the invitation.

Brother Goldfinger, who lives in the spiritual thread, is his last protection. From Xia Zuo's point of view, it was basically impossible for Kama Silberian to cut off his spiritual thread, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Okay, Melina. I'm very curious about what [the resting place] is like, and I just want to take a look."

Xia Zuo reached into his alchemy pocket, looking for a meditation potion:

"Do you need me to enter a meditative state?"

"Of course. You just need to meditate here, and I will bring you to the Great Elder Natalis."

Little Jin Jinghua twisted a few times to find herself a comfortable posture for meditation.

Xia Zuo drank the meditation potion, leaned on the back of the chair to relax, closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation that he had not seen for a long time.

In the dark field of vision, Xia Zuo's spirit body stood up from his physical body. Directly in front of him, Little Golden Wattle Flower's spirit body swam in mid-air like a nimble fish.

"Follow me, Xia Zuo." Little Jin Jinghua said with a clear smile.

Why can you speak? Xia Zuo's spirit body opened its non-existent mouth, unable to ask its own question.

"Oh, I forgot about this." The little golden vitex flower circled around Xia Zuo, outlining the patterns of some kind of spiritual spell.

The spell lines shrank inward and were imprinted on Xia Zuo's spirit body.

"Try again, you can talk now."

"Hey, hey, hey." Xia Zuo clapped his hands, excited and curious, "This way of speaking is completely different from the principle of vocalization in nature. It is not caused by vibration, it is a bit like a telepathic communication spell that reaches directly into the soul."

"Yes, that's the case. Let's study it when you have time. Follow me now." Little Golden Wattle Flower walked on the road ahead.

The environment that Yihua One lives in in nature is an underground base, surrounded by hard walls and underground rock formations.

Under normal circumstances, the spirit body can only move in a narrow and closed underground base, and must walk up the base passage to reach the ground.

But now, the Little Golden Wattle projected a white beam of light, illuminating the road ahead, creating a light passage that ignored the walls and mountains of the base.

The little golden vitex flower got into the passage and turned into a stream of light and drove quickly into the distance.

Xia Zuo followed her steps into the passage and immediately felt that he was being pulled forward by an invisible force.

The light from the light channel gradually overshadowed the surrounding dark environment, and Xia Zuo only felt that there was a vast expanse of white in front of him.

Since the spirit body does not have the visual system of the physical body, this white bright light that can cause tears did not make him feel uncomfortable.

After about ten seconds, the white light in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a vast starlight world unfolded in front of Xia Zuo:

In the approximately spherical sub-dimensional space with a black background, a tall, majestic white giant tree stands in the center of the sub-plane. Its white roots, branches, and twigs extend in all directions, leaving white star points where it intersects with the secondary plane barrier.

This white tree is too huge.

When Xia Zuo first entered this sub-plane, the white trees occupied about half of the field of vision directly in front of him.

When the white tree occupied the entire field of vision, Xia Zuo thought that the white tree was already close at hand, but he did not expect that after continuing to fly forward for three minutes, the white tree's figure was still expanding.

The 120-degree field of view directly in front of me was completely unable to accommodate the white trees. I had to turn my head left and right to see the edge of the white trees.

Flying forward for another 3 minutes...

No matter whether Xia Zuo lowered his head, raised his head, or turned his head left and right, it was not enough to take in the full view of the white tree. Only by lying down flat and facing up could he barely see how vast the crown of the white tree was.

"What is that..." Xia Zuo suddenly noticed something strange in the middle of the trunk of the white tree.

The trunk of the white tree is similar to trees in nature, with relatively regular lines.

In the middle part of the trunk of the white tree, the bark texture is extremely messy.

It seemed that someone had dug out a piece and destroyed a small part of the white tree. The newly grown bark is incompatible with the original bark. The two have different bark textures. When mixed together, they become the strange and eye-catching bark now.

The little golden vitex flower flew beside Xia Zuo and followed his gaze:

"This white tree is the corpse of Kama Silbia. The place with strange lines was originally the wound left when Kama Silbia was fatally injured. Kama Silbia grew out of the wound, Repaired some damage.

"Although Kama Silbia and Kama Silbia are both fate trees, the generations are different, and the bark textures are also different. Therefore, the newly grown bark on the wound will be different from the previous bark. It’s different.”

Xia Zuo nodded and jotted down the details.

One person and one flower climb up the trunk. Along the way, there are many vines hanging from the branches. Each vine has a different number of white spheres connected in series.

Little Jin Jinghua knew that Xia Zuo was here for the first time and was very curious about everything, so she took the initiative to introduce:

"Kama Hebrain calls the white sphere the [finished spiritual body paradigm], or it can also be called the [spiritual body template].

“Each white sphere represents a unique and one-of-a-kind [finished spirit body paradigm].

“Kama Hebrain’s daily work is to weave and modify the [finished spiritual body paradigm], so that conflicts, contradictions, and exchanges can occur between different [finished spiritual body paradigms], and then bring about the spontaneity of the [finished spiritual body paradigm]. growing up."

Little Golden Wattle pointed at a group of white spheres that had just fallen off the vines and flew towards the subdimensional barrier:

“Whenever a creature that meets the conditions of [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm] is born in nature, these [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm] will fly to nature and attach to the creature to form a spirit body.

"The spirit body condensed in the [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm] will use secret spiritual energy to influence the host's consciousness, thinking, personality, etc., making the host's behavior more consistent with the [Spirit Body Paradigm] and leading a more colorful life."

"Is this the fate that was arranged in advance?" Xia Zuo asked.

"Yes, it is."

"Then if a person does not meet the conditions of the [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm], how did his spirit body come from?" Xia Zuo asked again.

The little golden vitex flower points downwards, looking in the direction of the endless tree roots:

"On the roots of the white tree, there are countless translucent spheres, those are the [Blank Spirit Body Paradigm].

"If a person does not meet the conditions for the finished product [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm], then the [Blank Spirit Body Paradigm] will condense the spirit body for him. This kind of spirit body will not affect the person's life trajectory, but collect the life trajectory. Fill in the [Blank Spirit Body Paradigm].

"When this person dies and the spiritual thread is broken, the [Blank Spirit Body Paradigm] carrying the trajectory of life will come to the vine, become the editing object of Kama Hebrain, and transform into the [Finished Spirit Body Paradigm]."

interesting.

Xia Zuo looked at the roots of the tree, then looked up at the crown.

It turns out that this is how the Destiny Tree draws nutrients from living beings...

The roots collect randomly generated fates and bear fruits on the branches. The fruits return to nature in the form of seeds, bringing the harvest expected by the fate tree.

The cycle goes on and on, eventually replacing the fate of all living things in nature from the randomly generated fate to the edited product of the Destiny Tree.