Vol 2 Chapter 532: Lone source of drainage

Huh~
The night wind blew past, the cold night wind awakened his eyes straight, and the whole person was a little dazed.
His martial arts were abandoned, but his eyesight was still there.
My own "brother" is not an ordinary baby born with a little wrinkle. It is clearly a reduced version of "old grandpa".
Qi and blood collapsed, muscles and bones shriveled, how can there be a little vitality of a newborn baby, it is simply going to be stalemate.
Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth and issued a syllable of unknown significance.
Seeing ‘baby’ looking straight at him, he panicked, dusty palms wiped and wiped on unclean clothes.
Then he leaned over and used his arms to hook up the mature and excessive'brother'.
An Qisheng watched Yuan Duxiu's eyes as he opened his eyes, and also looked at the world. A layer of film-like turbid eyes deep in the light, a ripple appeared:
【Consume 6,000 points of energy】
[Yuan Duxiu (27/895)]
[Original track one: Born in Wanyangjie, Tiandingguo, Dingtiancheng, talented and intelligent, he has shown his prominence on martial arts when he was a child, and cultivated by his parents and grandfather...
When he was young, he was accomplished, proud and arrogant, offended many people, and eventually involved the destruction of his family, killing his parents and friends... In the second half of his life, he traveled the world, trained martial arts, and gradually embarked on the road to compete with the world. ....
His life was bumpy, he was defeated all the way, he was frustrated many times and got up to catch up... Unfortunately, in his later years, he was defeated by his rival in the end, and he was finally defeated by his "hundred defeats". ......】
[Bloodline: Archaeology]
[Fate: 100 defeats. Since ancient times, those who have become enlightened will be judged when they fail. Note: This destiny is a natural punishment for killing both parents, and it is rough for a lifetime. 】
"Hundred defeats, the blood of the Taiko people..."
Looking at Yuan Duxiu, who walked on one leg and jumped out of the burial post on one leg, An Qisheng thought deeply.
Looking at one leaf and knowing the autumn, from the traces of Yuan Duxiu's fate, he can already feel the magnificence of Wanyang Realm.
Blood, life.
Xuan Xing, Jiu Fujie, and the Tao of the world, no one has ever seen these two.
In fact, the abundance of the spirit of this world is unprecedented.
There is no ‘Xianshan Fudi’ in the human world that can be compared to this burial place, but the strange thing is that the spiritual opportunity of this world is extremely difficult to absorb.
Although the world's spiritual machine of world is equally difficult to learn, it is far too far from this world.
If the world of heaven and earth is like a sand and wind like water, this world of Wanyang Realm is like a refined steel, which is not only difficult to learn.
Forcibly draw, and even ‘get out of flames’.
‘It’s like being oppressed by an invisible gas machine...’
An Qisheng's heart was dignified.
This situation is not born, it seems artificial...
Yuan Duxiu walked very hard. His broken hand and leg was not an ordinary disability. He cut off his blood and blood with a heavy hand. His serious injury even went deeper into the bone marrow. Every move was painful.
But he gritted his teeth and bounced on one leg, heading in the opposite direction of Dingtian City.
Dingtian City, there is no place for him to stand, and those who have offended will not let him go.
He doesn't matter, but...
Looking down at the shrivelled face of ‘Little Brother’, he had a stinging heart, clenching his teeth and heading away.
escape.
For the younger brother.
...
The weak are born according to the order stipulated by the strong, which is the unchanging principle of Wanyang Realm.
Hundreds of miles away from Dingtian City, there are many towns and villages.
Blue Water Town is one of them.
The town is located on the bank of a large river, surrounded by a stream of water in the city, nourished by a large river, and there are mineral deposits nearby, which is very attractive to people nearby.
Although it has only been two hundred years since its establishment, it has been quite prosperous.
The shops and restaurants on both sides of the street are lined up, and there are also Shenbingfang that emits heat waves, and shops that exchange red medicines.
This is a world where immortality medicine is used as the top currency transaction.
An Qisheng was a little surprised to see Yuan Duxiu take out the only dark yellow elixir in exchange for more than two dozen gold.
For the first time in the world where immortality is a currency, he saw it for the first time.
Elixir, in the end, is an auxiliary practice and can become a currency. It can only be said that there are many practitioners in this world, more than expected.
Since entering the Blue Water City, Yuan Duxiu said nothing, even if he was squandered a lot by the profiteer, and did not speak. He just watched coldly through his blood-stained long hair.
The latter couldn't guess his details, and he didn't dare to offend too much. He could only add a few pens.
Although he was seriously injured, who knows if he has any companions?
Spilled some money, rented a small house in a downtown area, and invited people to buy a lot of things.
It wasn't until the sky dimmed again that the door was closed.
"Hoo~"
Yuan Duxiu only exhaled a long breath, sweating on his forehead.
His injury has reached its limit, but he is holding back his cowardice.
At this time, he was relieved and put down An Qisheng, immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating like pulp, and after a while, he had fallen asleep.
Call~
At this time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes and stood up from the bed, carefully moving his hands and feet.
The baby is weak in hands and feet, and the old man has weak bones. Both are the most vulnerable stage of a person's life, and An Qisheng is both ready at this time, which can be said to be extremely weak.
But his mind is subtle, and the power consumed by manipulating the flesh is extremely small.
The activity is naturally no problem.
He got out of bed, found the food bought by Yuan Duxiu, and walked to eat.
His movements were gentle, but the sound of ‘huffing’ and ‘hooping’ sounded like a cat screaming from his small body.
In places that are not visible to the naked eye, his five internal organs wriggled, slowly digesting food to make up for his lack of health.
"People in this world have been gestating for a long time. This body has been gestating for more than three years, but it seems that Xuanxing has been pregnant for six months, which is considered premature..."
The two realms are different.
People in Wanyang are not pregnant in October. If they are full term, it should be four and a half years. Three years is only equal to the birth of Xuanxing in June. Naturally, it is considered a premature birth.
A stillbirth, and it is still a premature stillbirth.
Merely stimulating vitality, he squeezed out all the potential of this tiny body, almost a bit, and he would die on the spot.
Naturally need to make up slowly.
"Where is this?"
At this moment, a dream-like sound rang in An Qisheng's heart.
But it is San Ling Lan Lingtong.
This little blue-skinned monster has no spiritual intelligence, it is regarded as data and information life, because there is no substantial body, but it is an altar with all demands, like a sword of kingship, and will follow him into a dream.
However, the moment he fell into a dream, the little blue-skinned monster was like a fake death, and he didn't wake up until this time.
"Wanyang Realm."
An Qisheng responded calmly.
"You, how could you cross the universe? No, no, how did you become like this?"
Sanxin Lanlingtong seemed to be observing the outside world, perceiving An Qisheng's state, and he was shocked.
baby?
Old man?
A little old man half a foot tall?
San Xin Lan Lingtong's heart is strange, a little puzzled.
"dream."
An Qisheng moved his old arm and calf slowly and answered slowly.
His heart was very calm, and the strength of it did not cause any trouble to him, let alone the slightest sense of difference, and silently, his mood improved again.
"This is not a dream!"
Sanxin Lan Lingtong didn't believe it.
It has followed Russell for many years, experienced nightmares without knowing a few nightmares, descendants of Hydra, and is most familiar with dreams.
Even if it is a real dream, it can't be broken, but it can be noticed.
This is not a dream at all!
"You will know later."
An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and a group of spiritual imprints has emerged from the perspective: "This world is a little special. For the time being, you can't come out. Help me sort out this spiritual imprint first."
The population of Lanshui Town is quite large. He came all the way. The spirit of the tens of thousands of people in this city has been captured by him.
However, instead of choosing to check them one by one, he asked Sanxin Lan Lingtong to organize them.
Lao Yan's admonition was still in his ears, he certainly would not forget it.
It is still necessary to use dreams, but be cautious. The subtle imperceptibility of spiritual information is extremely terrible. If his heart is not strong, other people have accepted the life experiences of thousands of people and have been schizophrenic tens of thousands of times.
"So many information groups?"
Sanxin Blue Lingtong was a little surprised.
It is information witchcraft, feeding on information and living on information, and even evolved from it.
Therefore, every different message is a feast for it!
This is the reason why their family pursues civilization.
Hum~
With a scream, it has turned into a streamer and rushed into many spiritual imprints.
"A completely different breath of civilization, this is the true sense of civilization, long-lived species, this civilization has many long-lived species!"
"Text? Language? Humanities? History? Immortality? Divine soldier?"
"A lot, a lot..."
The three-hearted blue spirit boy swimming among countless spiritual marks exclaimed again and again, as if he had discovered the New World, and he was so excited that he forgot the existence of An Qisheng.
A brand-new civilization and countless information is too significant for it.
The nagging of this little blue-skinned monster was blocked.
An Qisheng eats slowly and soothes his body. Soon, Yuan Duxiu prepared three days' worth of food, which is ten times the size of An Qisheng's food.
At this time, it was already late at night.
"Hoo~"
A long breath of turbid breath felt the feeling of the long-lost impurities being stripped away.
An Qisheng went to bed again and closed his eyes slowly.
...
Call~
Yuan Duxiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the bed with sweat, seeing An Qisheng, then he was relieved and recovered from the nightmare.
But he inadvertently skimmed, but found that many of the food he had purchased had disappeared.
Was it a thief?
...
Hum~
On an empty reincarnation square, An Qisheng fell before the'Alchemy of Blessings' and sat in front of the Gate of Light.
Started to polish the spiritual brand, or, it is Su Jie's ‘spiritual template~EbookFREE.me~ physique influences the spirit, and the spirit interferes with the physique.
A strong spirit may not have a strong body, but a strong body must have a strong spirit.
An Qisheng's divine flower has blossomed, and his will is extremely strong, and he will not naturally tamper with his own spirit.
But Su Jie's comprehension is also very important to him.
He cultivated Taiji Taoism, with Taiji Body God as the foundation, Taiji Shenting was the mainstay of the God List, and it is self-evident how important the gods are to him.
But the birth of any "God" is not a simple matter.
Even if he experienced Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, and the Three Realms of Human Dao, it is not enough to naturally evolve 365 complete "Gods".
This is not limited by the strength and the size of the rice court, but it is nothing if a person is stupid and ‘God’ if there is no God.
Therefore, when he sensed that Su Jie had realized the ‘spiritual template’, he said that this was a genius idea.
Because for him, it also has great inspiration, and even ... touched!
Hum~
As An Qisheng's thoughts moved, his eyes appeared like a splendid divine court of infinity, and the shadows of many gods were looming in many temples.
"Heart Ape..."
An Qisheng murmured silently.
There was a gleaming monkey in the majestic temple, which jumped into the sky and came across the infinite void like a meteor.
Kneel down respectfully before him.
He inherited psychology, and the original founder was Wang Yangming, and his heart was the most important.
The heart ape is the heart, and its mind is transformed. If you can't even control your heart, you can talk about monks.
Call~
An Qisheng stretched out his hand slowly, his five fingers spread open and fell on the ape's arrogant, proud head, chanting softly:
"Spiritual roots are born out of the way of spiritual cultivation..."
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