Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Chapter 377: Leaving

Plant life itself represents a breath of detachment from time.

It seems that the lifespan of the human race is only more than a hundred years, but if the spiritual plant is transformed, the lifespan that can exist in the world, I don't know how long it will be.

The ancient locust tree, which was more than ten feet thick, rustled under the moonlight, praying to Han Lian.

It has seen the extraordinaryness of Han Lian, and wants to let the other party take its heir.

After this seedling was differentiated, its own vitality was severely damaged. Now the resentment spirits wandering outside the village are getting more and more, and almost all of them have appeared to make it feel afraid.

Not only that, this ancient locust tree has long been clear that the aura in the body of the resentful spirit between that day and the earth is already ubiquitous.

It shrouded the entire village, and wanted to use this to create a fantasy world without a ghostly atmosphere for his children, which would consume a lot of his own inspiration.

If it goes on like this for a long time, the other party can only be turned into another sacrificial spirit in the village, and even in order to compete for sacrificial sacrifices, it will split the village, making it and its descendants weaker a little bit.

In this Duanjingtianwaitian, there are various ways of practicing, but the most common way is to worship the sacrifice of a family, and get power from the sacrifice.

This kind of power has a certain upper limit, and the farther it is from the village, the weaker its own power, and in some cases, it is very likely to attract the hostility of other sacrifice spirits.

But if you want to get stronger, that's it.

According to this ancient locust tree, it has not been seen for a long time.

Back then, when it first awakened its spiritual sense, it had discovered a similar existence to Han Lian, but the other party was chasing a powerful prey and disappeared.

Since then, in this world, it has never found any monks who practice on their own, and they all practice by sacrificing spirits.

Han Lian's drop of blood, although it has no essence and activity, but the other party was offered blood sacrifices by this village day and night, knowing that the other party must be a very fearful existence.

Wanting Han Lian to take it away is the best way it can think of.

It seems that now, the body has already hidden the universe, the opponent is powerful, and it is thought that there is a better method.

When Han Lian heard the words of the ancient locust tree, he was unmoved at all. When the ancient locust tree saw the leaves shaking anxiously, Han Lian frowned slightly.

"You said that your son, who awakened the physique of the spiritual veins, has spirituality at the moment of birth?"

He was a little surprised. The fairy's eyes moved to the sky and the earth, as if it could see through everything. In his eyes, the locust tree naturally had no secrets.

I see.

When it was born, there was a spiritual rain in this world.

Because this ancient locust plant sheltered it from the wind and rain, and abandoned the strange smell dross, its spiritual wisdom was born.

But these were not enough for him.

Han Lian pondered for a while, and vaguely felt that the small tree could not be moved into his purple mansion or even the world in his palm, and then he came back to his senses, and turned to grab an Originium stone at his fingertips.

"You bury this thing under it. If I come back next time, it will be able to break it open and absorb the spiritual energy in it, and I will give it a fate."

Seeing the sparkling Originium, the ancient locust tree couldn't help but tremble.

There is only one thought in its heart now, which is to 'devour' it.

But after all, this is a family sacrifice, and it does not know how many years it has lived under the support. It faintly perceives that this is a great opportunity for its own children, and it stretches out its roots and rolls it up, and responds respectfully.

At this point, Han Lian sat down with his knees crossed, without hesitation, his mind flowed, and he divided into nine incarnations, scattered towards the heaven and earth.

His deity didn't move, he was just comprehending the difference between the sky and the sky today.

Seeing this, the sacrificial spirit carefully wrapped Han Lian's surroundings with a few branches in the depths, so as not to disturb anyone.

After an hour or so, Han Lian turned around.

Long before he differentiated into incarnation, he had already given orders to his incarnation, no matter where his greed was, he would return after an hour.

He carefully comprehended the news obtained under the investigation, and confirmed them one by one, and his brows never loosened.

Han Lian came back to his senses, and in one step, he was already over the ancient Huai.

Looking up at the two bright moons, under the eyes of the fairy, they are no longer pure and white.

"According to my investigation, it seems that there are no monsters in this world.

They exist here, only one after another aura, combined with those unwilling souls to disperse, become one after another resentment.

There are strong and weak resentment spirits, ordinary resentment spirits, at most the level of one or two leaves in this world, but powerful, I have even felt the existence of spirits comparable to this village. "

Han Lian muttered to himself in his heart, although these resentful spirits could not threaten him, it still made him feel troubled.

Just now, he divided into nine incarnations and traveled the world, and an hour of exploration covered tens of thousands of miles around.

During this process, at most, he found a magic sunflower that was about the same strength as this old locust tree, and the other sacrificial spirits were not strong.

Under his own witness, some villages and tribes were invaded by resentful spirits, and the sacrifice spirits could not escape, and were finally divided and eaten.

The existence of sacrifice spirits is really quite strange.

They are a bit like the Shinto described in Han Lian's other novels, but they don't offer incense, but blood.

Some people with bad temper will even ask the villagers to use the spirits to sacrifice their blood.

They fight between sacrifices and sacrifices, compete for population, kill each other and turn them into their own strength, which is extremely cruel.

During this process, Han Lian also captured a lot of sacrificial spirits to study.

Most sacrificial spirits have the ability to devour those resentful spirits, and they seem to overcome each other.

And in this process, many sacrifice spirits are increasing the volume of the demonic aura in their bodies.

Once it reaches a certain level, it will be irresistible and become the culprit.

The plant-based spirit sacrifices are better. After they sense something is wrong, they can also use methods such as shedding leaves and cutting off their roots to protect themselves, but those spirit beasts become spirit sacrificers, but there is no such method.

As for wanting to get rid of the sacrificial spirit to survive... that's even more impossible.

It seems that the spiritual practice methods in this world have all been cut off, and they can only use spiritual sacrifices to improve their realm.

In this world where resentful spirits are rampant and ferocious beasts are raging, if there is no sacrifice to the spirit, I am afraid that I will not know how to die.

However, it is not to say that there are no other opportunities in this world.

During Han Lian's exploration, a pair of immortal eyes penetrated the world, even if it was just an incarnation, it had one-twelfth of the power.

Under this earth, he discovered many cave dwellings sealed with spiritual energy, as well as many sleeping coffins.

Not only that, but just by this side's exploration, he found three broken small caves.

That is at least a cultivator who has reached the Pure Yang Realm. After his fall, he was transformed by the Purple Mansion. In at least one of them, he was 100% transformed by a Shattering Void Realm Purple Mansion.

Among them, not to mention that there is the other party's treasure, there is still some chance to think about it.

Not only that, the banned spiritual fruit and other formations that made him look at him were also discovered, but he did not dispatch the incarnation to explore this, and naturally there was no need to explore.

These things are one of the reasons why those Great Heavenly Venerates of the Fragmented Void Realm are exploring the outer world.

One side is beyond the sky, and in most cases, there is a condensed Tao and Dharma of an Ascension Realm, those buried secrets, and some spiritual soldiers are all opportunities that can be encountered and cannot be sought.

And if you say the most important thing, it is to become the Lord of the Heaven and Heaven.

There are thirty-three outer heavens in the Falling Feather Realm, and among these outer heavens, seven or eight of these are all things without owners.

If you can become the master of a side of the outer sky, in the outer sky that day, it is equivalent to having the top power under the Ascension Realm, as long as you leave an incarnation, you can suppress everything.

Moreover, if the deity becomes the master, it will be able to mobilize all the means left by an Ascension Realm during his lifetime, all kinds of things, naturally there is no need to say much.

"Maybe this Fang Tianwaitian knows something, but the state of the other party is obviously not right."

Han Lian muttered to himself, but did not turn back to the thousand-mile lake.

The other party was sleeping there, not paying attention to the creatures in this world. Perhaps to it, these creatures were just bugs and ants.

It's been here too long and doesn't care about everything.

If you say to ask the other party, it is likely to be regarded as a kind of provocation.

He naturally does not deduce how big the wake-up spirit of a celestial master is.

"If you ask it, it's better to ask the deity. After all, the biggest handwriting here is the arrangement of the other party. It is enough to know the situation of this world by yourself."

Han Lian said to himself, his expression didn't change in the slightest, he didn't hesitate, the sky-piercing pattern between his eyebrows manifested, and between Qinglian swaying, a same path gradually formed.

Huh?

This is the first time for Han Lian to go to the sky, so it is a novel experience.

This is a bit different from the protagonist in the book entering and leaving Tianwaitian. In his perception, as long as he thinks about it, he can teleport from this channel to most places in Luoyu Realm, including the outermost area of ​​Tianyuanhai.

He raised his brows slightly, thought about it a little, and was unconscious.

That's right, when Duanjing Lingzu was promoted to the Ascension Realm and created his own heaven and earth, the way of heaven was the only one, except for the spiritual clan, there were no opponents in heaven and earth.

It is not unusual for the other party to create so many channel connections.

However, Han Lian knew that he still had work to do, so he naturally didn't want to explore Tian Yuanhai.

As the thoughts flowed, Han Lian probably found the territory of the Sunda Dynasty, and his mind moved slightly, and he disappeared from the passage.

But when Han Lian completely left, the old locust tree trembled slightly, as if a crystal clear locust leaf was shot into it.