Make a determination, and he will do it immediately. This is where he is different from most of the celestial beings. Because there is too much time in the sky, the heavens are very slow to do things.
As his heart moved, the ground covered with square pieces of gold squirmed like a liquid, as if a curtain had risen.
A quiet room, which was originally simple and simple, turned into golden light in a blink of an eye, with countless electric lights flowing around.
Speaking of safety, the safest place in the whole Kilitian, except for the Lingxiao Hall in the City of Good View, is the Shan Dharma Hall outside the city. Here gathers the strongest seekers in the whole world.
But since he doesn't plan on the lower realm of the physical body, he still has to be more cautious. The ground soon sank, and his flesh continued to sink into the endless golden liquid, and finally disappeared without a trace.
He decided not to use the clone, the strength of the clone is too weak. He doesn't want to mess with this matter. But he was also reluctant to use his true body, so he decided to use his soul to lower the realm.
Yuanshen is the essence of the cultivator’s soul in the sea of knowledge, and is the master of the soul.
If the soul is gone, he will lose all his memories and wake up like a baby without any memory. His cultivation base and aspiration power are gone. At that time, he was still not considered himself, this has to be said.
But it’s better than the body and soul being damaged, and going into reincarnation after death. Heaven and man will fall into the evil way when they enter reincarnation. So he would rather be a baby and start over again than fall into reincarnation.
When he opened his eyes again, his primordial spirit had already left the heavenly gate of holding the kingdom of heaven and reached the high altitude of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Yuanshen cannot exist independently, so when his thoughts turn, a lot of air and dust in the air are attracted by the thought power of his Yuanshen, and they gather to form a vague figure.
The high wind is like a big hand constantly kneading. This cloud of dust keeps compressing and changing shape. First the bones and flesh and blood, then the epidermis. Before long, a less perfect body was revealed.
He took two breaths. The air is full of strange smells. The ups and downs are like a plate of heavy taste. This is not as disgusting as he thought.
On the contrary, after taking a few more puffs, he felt that it tasted good, and even became addicted.
He suddenly knew why those lower realms smelled like the human realm. If they want to repel, they can actually repel without being contaminated. But the smell of dirt in the human world is very attractive, and it is really difficult to refuse.
"Fuck!"
He suddenly couldn't help but cursed. Because an extremely sharp wind blade got out of nowhere, almost cutting off half of his head.
Although the senses that grew out of the flesh just formed by the dust gathered are average, the information collected is enough for his spiritual sense to make a judgment. Although his power of divine consciousness was restricted by this physical body, it was still very strong.
He found that his way of judging the world was wrong. For example, the air in this world. He thought that the wind blowing on his face was a very comfortable thing, so he ignored all the information about air movement.
At this point, his thought power has all turned into mana. He only discovered that these winds can be driven by mana and used as a killer.
So when he turned his head around and looked down, he was shocked.
Below this is full of clever ideas like countless branches. It looks like a sea of swords, mountains and swords, as long as a monk flies in and winds up everywhere, he must be shattered!
He was looking for the position of Concubine De and went down. Concubine De is not a mortal, but a cultivator of the Soul Sect. It is not ceremonial for Emperor Kun Yuan to marry him.
Theoretically speaking, regardless of the heavens and the earth, the Hao people only combine with mortals or ordinary heavenly people without cultivation bases. Emperor Kun Yuan had also rebelled, so he married Concubine De.
After the birth of Haozheng, Fei Defei gradually fell out of favor. Later she didn't bother to live in the palace.
But as a concubine, she can't go back to the soul sect where men are everywhere. So I live in Yun'ai Temple on the North Fragrant Mountain, and no one will invite her back.
Hao Ming saw an out-of-favor woman in a ruined temple on a small wild mountain outside the city of Houtu, he should have caught it. Didn't expect such a desolate place to have a forbidden air formation?
Of course he can force rush in with his own power of thought. But this will inevitably provoke Lingbo, and it is difficult to know who will provoke. If things go wrong, his plan to make quick decisions will be meaningless.
swept the area for hundreds of miles, he decided to find a weak spot and dropped to the ground, then walked up to Beixiang Mountain, acting by chance.
The time when Hao Ming saw the fall from the sky was also when Liu Yan on the ground was sitting on the threshold and raising his head. The two young people from Heaven and Earth have met for the first time since then.
At this time, the jade slip hidden in Liu Yan's chest shook violently. He calmly touched his hand into his sleeve and crushed a piece of jade pendant hanging in his hand.
This is what he wants to make a judgment. Occasionally, a monk would react when passing by. He has to judge the intention of the other party. If you just pass by unintentionally, a warning message will be wasted manpower and material resources.
But for a while, he seemed to be shocked by something, and his heart was tense like a drum. So he smashed the jade pendant without hesitation and sent a message.
After a while, he saw a strange person approaching.
There is no spiritual fluctuation in this person, he is a young boy with white lips and red skin. The black hair was not combed carefully at all, but was draped in hastily behind his head.
What's unacceptable is that he is wearing a dirty coarse cloth short ge~EbookFREE.me~ A pair of straw shoes full of mud houses are on his feet. Snow-white toes appeared between the rough grass ropes.
Ming Shengjun is also very helpless. He is the lower realm of the primordial spirit, a body formed from the dirty soil of the lower realm, not the kind of clone specially used for the lower realm that has been prepared and worn.
After came, he realized that the clothes on the ground could not be generated with his mind like the heaven. The kung fu of stitches and stitches is simply something he can't do with thoughts.
So he had to kill a farmer on the roadside ridge, wearing his dirty and torn short coat.
He glanced at the hill in the faint mist. Because it is the golden autumn, the maple leaves all over the mountain become red. Under the faint mist shrouded, it was like a hazy prosperous fire, very beautiful.
"The scenery of the Lower Realm is not so unbearable."
He even felt that this place was a bit broken and untidy, but it also had an unspeakably cold and elegant beauty.
is a small village on the roadside, and at the entrance of the village is a restaurant made of strange and broken materials. A shopkeeper in a blue shirt was sitting on the threshold, looking at him somewhat surprised.
He has no time to take care of these mortals. Lifting his foot slightly, he moved forward like the wind for several miles, leaving only the afterimage of the road.
Liu Yan was secretly surprised. He couldn't feel the cultivation base of this person at all, he was obviously a mortal. But the speed of this rush is unimaginable, he can't even see it clearly.
But it doesn’t really matter now. He can teleport away with the formation at any time. He didn't worry that that person would actually go to Beixiang Mountain.
Because the formation has been activated, no matter which direction this person walks, he will be totally different, and he will never go up the mountain!
