Yan Ge was fascinated, but Saburo stopped at this critical moment.
She shook Sanlang's arm and urged anxiously: "What happened next? Is Xiaohuo dead? What about his and Xiaoshu's children, are they dead too? If they were struck by lightning like that, they would be scattered. They are a family of three. Are they all dead?"
"No."
In the darkness, Saburo's gentle eyes were entwined around the woman in his arms like an invisible net. He raised his hand and pinched her nose before continuing.
He is the only existence in the world who can enshrine the gods, he is the son of heaven, even if he is chopped into coke, he will not die so easily.
But the baby in his arms couldn't withstand the thunder that fell from the sky.
The flesh became dregs in his arms.
It smells like burnt wood.
The first time he smelled that smell was when he left Phoenix Fire, he grabbed her roots, and her roots were burned by Phoenix Fire.
The second time, before, she ran towards him in a panic, holding his hand to run with him.
This is her unique taste.
At that moment, he suddenly had an incredible idea.
Holding the pile of wood and ashes in his hands, he walked into a temple step by step, kneeling down and kneeling down.
Bury that pile of ashes piously next to the bones of a Buddha who has already sat down.
After everything was settled, he left the temple.
The baby's body is ruined.
He wants to help the baby reshape the body.
But reshaping the body is not so easy.
Moreover, Tianlei did not let him go, he did not become a god, and Tianlei followed every step of the way, which made it difficult for him every step of the way.
But he is a black coke, because of his obsession, he has reached the top of the three thousand worlds step by step.
At the top of the Three Thousand Realms, there is a weapon refiner. He once heard from his master that this weapon refiner has the same life span as the world, and has always been refining weapons at the top of the Three Thousand Realms.
But no one knew what kind of weapon he was refining.
He thought, this person must be able to help him refine the baby's body.
A body that must bear the thunder.
In fact, it is true.
He made a deal with the refiner, and after a long wait, he finally got a body that could carry his child's soul.
When he returned to the temple, a little green sprout emerged from the ashes of the pile of wood he had buried.
He was overjoyed that the little green shoots could grow.
Stay by the side every day, watching the little green shoots grow up day by day.
He even counted the leaves from the little green shoot every day, just like her before.
Although he was still being struck by lightning, he was full of anticipation and hope every day.
The little green bud grows very fast, and the bigger it grows, it gradually becomes a towering tree.
But after this big tree grows into a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, it will not change shape, nor will it grow green.
It grows in spring, flourishes in summer, yellow leaves fall in autumn, and in winter, the big tree will wither.
After withering, green shoots emerge from the heart of the tree and grow again.
He thought of many ways, but he couldn't make the small tree flourish for a long time.
One year old and one dry, it seems endless.
Later, he discovered that the reason that the big tree could not last forever was because her soul was not here.
Tianyan Shenmu was born from the realm of chaos.
Chaos Realm, wandering in the Three Realms, but not bound by the Three Realms.
When she entered the Chaos Realm for the first time, out of curiosity, she buried a section of her roots in the Chaos Realm. She intended to make the Chaos Realm a green world.
But unexpectedly, such an unintentional move saved herself.
(end of this chapter)