Chapter 625: In spring, I planted a world tree

There was nothing in the great world. He took out two seeds and planted a willow tree and a poplar tree.
Under the tree, he groped a dead straw and weaved a golden cricket.
After putting it on the misty ground, the cricket ran away.
He spared his head in annoyance and continued to walk in this wild land.
So, he walked around and returned to the place where he had seen Qing Lian. He saw a fat baby jumped out of Qing Lian. He knew how to face the wind and quickly grew into an indomitable giant.
That Qinglian transformed into a garment and transformed into axe, following the giant man.
He slapped his head, a bright color flashed in his eyes, and he asked the giant man to sit down, and he would speak.
Ever since, while the giant man can understand but understand, an immature consciousness is born in the depths of the world.
It's called... Avenue!
After preaching for an unknown number of years, the giant man was fascinated by it.
Ever since, Yangqing is the sky, the turbidity is the earth, one life two, two beget three, three beget all things.
He stood up dumbfounded: "I haven't finished yet!"
The giant man was also at a loss: "Master! Master! What should I do?"
"How the do I know?" he said sparingly.
"You solve it yourself!"
The giant man couldn't bear to close the newly opened world, so he became an indomitable man!
There are three thousand demon gods in the world, and they are attacking the giants one after another, fearing it will be an act of destruction.
He flicked his sleeves, and the three thousand demons were defeated.
The giant man was lacking in power and eventually evolved a new world with his body, only a little bit of spiritual knowledge was taken away by him.
The second Mahayana world, the star world.
The people of the world cultivate with the power of the stars, refine the star soul, cast the star god, and read the stars.
He looked around, thoughtfully, and left.
The third Mahayana world, the Xuanhuang World.
There are many ancient gods in the world, turning rivers and seas, moving stars and changing battles, covering the sky with one hand...
All kinds of magical powers and all kinds of spells are derived from this world.
He stayed for a while, tasting tea with the master, chatting with the master's daughter, talking about the stars and the moon.
The time has passed without knowing that, the world master, old and dead!
The ordinary life came to an abrupt end.
He realized that even the most powerful existence in this realm could not be truly immortal.
He bid farewell to the daughter of the world lord and left.
He has been to the long river of time and picked up a few rocks from the river. The time on the rocks is still.
He went to the end of the realm space and saw the flames of war in the neighboring realm. With a wave of his hand, darkness flew and climbed like a demon's tentacles, covering this realm completely, and black became the basic color of this realm.
As a result, the creatures in this realm were isolated, and the possibility of other realms was discovered
He picked up a new world and planted it in the boundary space.
From the place where the world is planted, a small tree grows.
He watered and dewormed, and since then guarded the tree and irrigated meticulously.
After a long time, the small tree has grown into a towering tree, the canopy covers one third of the Hongmeng boundary, and countless worlds hang on the branches like rich fruits.
He looked at the tree with a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.
Afterwards, he plucked the golden fruit at the top of the tree.
This is a world that is still gestating, and he began to replace the world tree to create this world.
He put many souvenirs he collected in this world.
If you are not careful, the quality of this world surpasses the nine Mahayana worlds in the Hongmeng space.
He lost the completed world, let it "play" freely in the endless space of Hongmeng Realm, and lived in it himself.
He felt lonely, so he created the temples. He called some low-level creatures of non-other races, also called gods, and let them practice high-level exercises, making the temples the highest empire in the realm of Hongmeng. The master of the Hongmeng realm.
They always thought they were gods, but they didn't know that the guy who kept telling them everything and teaching them lied to them.
There is always only one in the temples, and that is him!
Until that day, a goddess in the temples gave birth to a child.
The goddess was very flustered, because the gods of the temples could not be increased at will. He said that it was a perfect number and did not need more.
The goddess knew that with his usual methods, this child would not be left behind, so she hid.
But what the goddess doesn't know is how they, as low-level creatures, can hide it, the true gods.
He always knew that he knew the birth of this child, and he knew even better that this unexpectedly born child... was his brother.
He just smiled and was as lazy as ever, traveling, sleeping, and basking in the sun, occupying all his time.
This time, time seemed to pass quickly.
It didn't take long before his brother had grown up, he was the second in the temples.
So, finally one day, he was stabbed to death by a golden spear on the highest seat of the temples.
He did not resist, so his brother got it all so easily.
My brother is always like this ~EbookFREE.me~ thinks that the best he chooses is always the best.
But I don't know, the 72nd realm, the Hongmeng realm is the second!
This blood came too late, this anger came too late.
Meng Jingtian suddenly opened his eyes. The realization of the supreme exercise has reached 100% progress, with each attribute point being +100,000!
However, this is actually only the most insignificant function of the Supreme Practice!
Meng Jingtian didn't get up immediately, but put his hand on his chest first.
He could clearly feel that there was a wave of blood called anger and unwillingness surging here.
Meng Jingtian cursed in a low voice: "You're such a fool!"
"Is it just because of the lottery that I have caught the best kind like water, water conservancy and all things without fighting?"
Although the water is soft, it can benefit all things, if it becomes a huge wave, it will go forward and destroy everything!
This world, this realm, all of this, needs a flood.
, Motivation and ambition began to breed in those ordinary eyes.
He was the first to be baptized!
Wash yourself!
Fuck, no desire, no desire!
"Bang!" Meng Jingtian raised his hand and slapped the ground to sit up. The world consciousness who was still fighting Meng Xingchen discovered with horror that its body was rapidly collapsing at an unstoppable speed.
The Intermediate World almost fell apart within ten seconds, and Meng Jingtian appeared directly in the boundary space.
Around in between, the mountains, rivers and land of the intermediate world just turned into pieces and floated in the world space.
The energy will not disappear, it just changes the form of existence.
A light blue bead ran out from these fragments.
Meng Jingtian just raised his hand and caught it, as if it had hit it on its own.
The world core, the world core of this middle vehicle world, is absconding with world consciousness.