Thunder Martial

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Seeing the ants fighting against the sky and fate, Zi Chen's heart was touched.

Even if one ant survives today, another batch will be able to reproduce in the future, and the glory will be reproduced.

Such a scene is similar to human beings who face disasters again and again.

Compassion arose in his heart, and Zichen shot out a burst of energy, which was the original power, capable of life and death.

This energy spilled over, covering a large area of ​​white eggs and those few ants.

A scene that surprised Zi Chen followed, among those ants, except for one recovering from injury, the others lost their vitality visible to the naked eye and died instantly.

Such a scene not only appeared on the ants, but also those white eggs, more than 80% of them lost their vitality and became shriveled.

"How did this happen? What exactly is the light rain, and why does it contain such a powerful lethal force?"

Zi Chen looked very surprised, if he hadn't made a move, all the ants that survived in this nest would all die.

The only surviving ant recovered from its injuries immediately and doubled in size at the same time. This is a kind of mutation. It should be able to break through the shackles and break into the ground, but that's all.

The rest of the white eggs, because of the injection of the original power, became more and more vigorous, and then hatched one by one. They were all very large, and the queen was even bigger than the adult ant.

The birth of this nest of ants represents a new life and the rise of a race.

Zi Chen stared at the nest of ants in a daze, time seemed to pass, the newly born ants were rapidly dividing their labor, some went out to look for food, and some began to dig holes.

Like humans rebuilding after a catastrophe, everyone cooperates with each other and everything is in order.

Just when Zichen's attention was on this nest of ants, Zichen didn't know that there was a spiritual thought that was always looking at him.

"Interesting little guy."

The owner of Ling Nian is an old farmer. He cultivated a field among the mountains and forests, planted some green vegetables in the field, and weeded and loosened the field every day.

In my spare time,

He will open up new fields, but most of the time, he is looking at Zi Chen.

At the same time, he was looking at the nest of ants.

Compared with Zichen's concentration, the old farmer's eyes were full of emotions.

New lives are being born, the number of ants is increasing, and more ants are going out to find food. At the same time, the spiritual thoughts released by Zi Chen have detected that there are many holes in the ground, which is like a maze.

Zi Chen still insisted on refining the hypocrites every day, and the Dan Ding blocked all sounds from the outside world, but as the owner of the Dan Ding, Zi Chen could still hear the angry curses.

In addition to cursing, they chose to cooperate with Zichen to survive, and some expressed that they wanted to recognize Zichen as the master, but Zichen was indifferent to this.

The underground has almost turned into a dungeon, the number of ants is increasing, and everything is in order, Zi Chen chose to leave.

Zichen traveled tens of thousands of miles to investigate all abnormalities and look for traces of other alien races.

A few days later, Zi Chen came back and found nothing.

When he came to the ant nest that was beginning to take shape, Zi Chen saw that the ground was in a mess, and the underground palace was fully revealed, as if this place had encountered another catastrophe.

The entire underground palace was completely destroyed, but there were no corpses of ants.

Zichen reached out his spiritual thoughts and found signs of life more than ten miles away.

He saw those ants again, except for the queen, there were less than a hundred ants left, but the ant eggs were densely packed.

The ants resettled and started a new life, during which some ants were responsible for detecting the surrounding dangers.

Next, these ants will relocate almost every ten days.

It's the perception of danger.

Zi Chen still goes out all day, but he will come back to visit from time to time.

It seems that because of the original reason, these ants began to evolve, and the next ants almost all had the strength of the peak of the human realm, and with the continuous development, the first ants of the realm of the realm also appeared.

During this period, ants ushered in several crises, but each time they escaped danger, they would rise again.

In the eyes of some powerful beings, these ants are the most authentic portrayal of human beings.

"Interesting little guy."

The old farmer didn't know how many times this was his sigh. Zi Chen watched the ants every day, and it seemed to have become the habit of the old farmer to check Zi Chen's movements every day.

Originally, there was a small wooden house at the end of the field, but after a certain day, there was one more small wooden house, and the wooden house was also filled with other things.

"It's rare to meet someone who is pleasing to the eye, it's a little tricky,"

The old man smiled, and a new brilliance bloomed in his eyes.

Zi Chen still didn't ask from the mouth of the big man what is the person who defies the sky, and why the person who defies the sky is in danger.

The ants, which were in danger back then, have now turned into a huge empire, and the underground has almost become their world.

They have finally grown to scale.

Their natural enemy, the anteater, came again, but this time the ants no longer resisted in vain, but swarmed up like a black torrent, followed by the scream of the anteater. Under the black torrent, it turned into a pile of white bones.

This can be regarded as a graffiti work, which created this army of ants, and then Zi Chen decided to leave.

This time, after not walking for a long time, Zi Chen found two cabins, and outside the cabins, an old farmer was hoeing in the field.

"When did there be such a person here?"

For the appearance of the old farmer, Zi Chen seemed very surprised. He has been staying here for a long time, but he has never seen the old farmer, let alone such a field, and it has obviously taken a long time for the field to be refurbished into this look.

Being able to stay alone in this deep mountain, this is of course not an ordinary old farmer. Zi Chen stood in the distance, looking at the old farmer bent over to hoe the ground, hesitating whether to go up and say hello.

Obviously, this is an old senior, and this should be his place of retreat.

As for the realm, after Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts scanned it, he found that he could not detect it.

"Meeting is fate, since you are here, come down and sit down."

An old voice sounded, and the old farmer spoke, but he didn't look at Zi Chen.

"Then interrupt." Zi Chen arched his hands, and his figure fell downward.

"Be careful, don't step on it."

Zi Chen stood outside the vegetable field, standing quietly.

The old farmer was still hoeing the ground and didn't look at Zi Chen. After a while, the old farmer said: "There are some rapeseeds on your right hand side, bring them to me."

Zichen turned his head, and he saw a small bag of rapeseed, which was just a very ordinary kind, without even the slightest aura.

Zi Chen picked it up as he said, and walked forward cautiously.

"There's a bucket over there, go fetch me some water."

On the other side of the old farmer, there is a small wooden barrel.

With Zichen's current strength, a single thought will attract a cloud of rain, even the original water, but according to the old farmer's order, Zichen did not hesitate, and left with the wooden barrel.

Faintly, Zi Chen seemed to be able to guess the intention of the old farmer, so he walked straight down the mountain, fetched a bucket of water, and then walked up the mountain step by step.

The old farmer was still hoeing. After Zi Chen came back, he ordered again: "Plant those rapeseeds."

Zi Chen nodded, planted the rapeseed again, watered it, and then buried the rapeseed.

In this way, one old and one young were busy in the field, during which the old man would occasionally give pointers, and Zi Chen remained silent until the sunset.

"I'm almost exhausted after working all day."

The old farmer straightened his waist, beat his waist lightly with his fist, and looked at Zi Chen in a real sense for the first time.

And Zichen also looked at the old farmer, his eyes were cloudy, his hands were covered with calluses, and his face was full of wrinkles, he looked like a real old farmer, not a powerful monk.

With a kind smile on his face, the old farmer looked at Zi Chen and asked, "Are you tired?"

Zi Chen shook his head and said, "I'm not tired."

"You're not tired old man, I'm tired, wait, I'm going to cook."

While speaking, the old farmer walked towards the vegetable field next to him.

"No need, I'm not hungry either." Zi Chen waved his hand immediately.

"Nonsense, how can you not be hungry after a day's work?"

Old farmers are picking the freshest vegetables.

Zichen wanted to help, but was rejected by the old man again. In desperation, Zichen had to fetch water again to wash the vegetables.

The old farmer's movements were very quick, he cleaned the vegetables very quickly, and fried a few side dishes. During the period, the old farmer also used the dried bacon at home to fry a meat dish for Zichen, and the fragrance of the dishes spread.

The two sat on a stone bench outside the wooden house. Three plates of green vegetables and one plate of meat were placed on the stone table. After putting down the last plate, the old farmer said, "It's been a long time since I've had any guests here. I'll go get some wine later." Come."

Zichen didn't refuse, the old farmer acted a little weirdly, but he had absolutely no malice.

Soon, the old farmer brought a small jug of wine and two porcelain bowls. After opening, the slightly cloudy wine poured out.

Handing Zichen a bowl, the old farmer smiled and said, "Don't be disgusted, it's homemade."

"Won't,"

Zi Chen took it, drank it all in one gulp, and said good wine.

The dishes are ordinary dishes, and the wine is even more ordinary wine. All of this is very similar to the life of ordinary people in the Tianwu Continent. This meal does not contain all kinds of delicacies, nor does it replenish spiritual energy, but Zichen eats very well. Happy, very comfortable, very relaxed and natural, it was a long-lost feeling.

Neither of them asked about each other's past or each other, they just drank and ate food.

After drinking for three rounds, the old farmer seemed a little overwhelmed, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked up at the sky, and then at Zichen.

For some reason, Zichen felt hairy, as if in an instant, he thought of the word "defiant person".

"It's been a busy day today, let's stay here tonight, there is still work to do tomorrow."

Zi Chen nodded, and then asked curiously: "We will continue to grow vegetables tomorrow."

The old farmer shook his head and said, "No, training soldiers tomorrow."

"Soldier training. What kind of soldiers." Zi Chen looked at the old farmer suspiciously, and drank the last bowl of wine.

"Heavenly Soldiers," said the old farmer, at this moment, he suddenly became mysterious and tall.

"puff,"

The wine in Zi Chen's mouth sprayed the old farmer's face.