The leaves of the sycamore tree rustled when they touched each other, and the green leaves fell one after another.
Its face was made of tree bark. It squeezed together hard and asked tentatively: "Master, are you here to leave a mark?"
"No..." Ouyang Ming answered without thinking. At this time, he did not want to deceive the Wutong tree man, but he had an intriguing smile on his face.
Although the Wutong tree felt very sorry, it was very good at nourishing Qi. How should I put it? Happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color. He shook the leaves to show that he understood, and looked into the distance leisurely, with unusual depth. However, deep in this indifferent gaze, there was more or less a hint of regret.
Ouyang Ming seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with amusement in his eyes, and then said: "I'm here to take you away." This voice was plain and indifferent, but when it fell into the ears of the sycamore tree, it was like the sound of drums and the sound of lightning. body.
It was stunned for a moment, and then it regained consciousness after a while. Its nose, eyes, and mouth were all squeezed together, and it asked: "Really?"
"Really?" Ouyang Ming replied.
The huge body of the sycamore tree rustled and then stopped after a while.
But the next moment, its heart was filled with doubts. Although his master has understood the power of the law, it is too difficult to take him away. When he thought of this, Wutongshu's fiery heart felt as if cold water had been poured on him, and his whole body became cold. He asked doubtfully: "Where does the master plan to place me?"
Ouyang Ming didn't answer, and waved his sleeves down. A world full of vitality and endless potential was displayed in front of the sycamore tree.
By mobilizing the spiritual power in the Dan Lake, the Qi becomes as rounded as one, and the eyes are one white and one black, just like the evolution of all the heavens and worlds. From a distance, his body seems to be divided into two by a curved arc, one white and one black, corresponding to the balance of light and darkness, yin and yang.
At this moment, all the venerables present felt a chill in their hearts and felt a huge crisis.
Even the Wutong tree, which had lived for countless years, was shocked and thought to himself, with this speed of advancement and the fact that he has understood the power of the law at the level of a Venerable, how far can he go in the future? It didn't dare to speculate, but it knew that meeting him was the greatest opportunity in its life. Wutongshu didn't know that this idea had appeared in Goshawk and King Kong's minds many times.
Ouyang Ming raised his hand and pressed it, and a black thread and white thread came out.
Gently volleying everything, the black and white threads blend with each other, giving people a feeling of being able to accommodate all things. The entire secret realm shook violently, and countless ravines appeared out of thin air, hundreds of feet long, dividing the earth into pieces. This kind of power no longer belongs to the spiritual world, it is the power of heaven.
The ravine became deeper and deeper, collapsing downward, and the secret realm where the sycamore tree was located became independent. Wrapped in the power of law, he is incompatible with this world.
Under the sycamore tree, there was silence, as silent as a cicada.
Goshawk and King Kong looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "King Kong, before I survived the catastrophe and became a venerable person, I was still complacent. But now that I see the power exerted by my master, I truly realize that there is a sky beyond the sky." meaning."
King Kong nodded in agreement and said, "Xuntian asked, I really can't stop for a moment, I have to work harder in the future."
Especially when looking at the land that is constantly being divided in front of us, this idea expands infinitely. At this moment, Ouyang Ming's power has truly reached the point of changing the world.
When Wutongshu saw this scene, his old face was full of excitement.
But among the many spiritual beasts, the most shocking one was the antelope.
After all, in its memory, Ouyang Ming was only a junior spiritual person. But now, he actually has the power to reach heaven. This is simply a myth.
Mountains and rivers were shattered, and heaven and earth trembled.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were frozen in vain, and he shouted softly: "Get up!" He raised his right hand from bottom to top.
The entire secret realm turned into a stream of light and flew into the poison pill world.
This soul-shaking picture is imprinted in everyone's hearts as if it has become eternal. There is only one thought left in my mind - is this the power of law
In the poison pill world, the sycamore tree dug its roots into the earth, shook its leaves, and felt it carefully for a while, looking at Ouyang Ming, he hesitated to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Ouyang Ming scolded with a smile.
The sycamore tree considered its words in its mind and replied: "This world already has the potential to become a big world, but..." It paused and stared at Ouyang Ming with its vicissitudes of eyes.
Dahuang was impatient, shook his head and urged: "But what, you should tell me quickly."
"But this world is missing some aura." said the sycamore tree.
"You mean, dragon vein?" Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up.
"Yes, the Poison Pill World already has the potential to become a world of greatness, but it seems lifeless. If a few dragon veins can be dug into it, the evolution of this world will definitely speed up." The sycamore tree hung a branch and rolled up a stone. , thrown into the distance.
"Dragon Veins!" Ouyang Ming muttered this word softly.
After a long while, he said doubtfully: "The dragon veins have spirits, and the Poison Pill world has just taken shape. I'm afraid they don't want to come."
The Wutong tree opened its eyes wide, took a deep look at Ouyang Ming, and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, all the spiritual creatures in this world have the mentality of climbing up. The potential of the Poison Pill world is extraordinary." At this point, it After a pause, his words became domineering: "Besides, the spiritual beings in the world are inhabited by the virtuous. If you don't want to come, just grab them. With the master's current strength, it is not easy to capture the dragon's veins."
Ouyang Ming smiled bitterly. Before, he had not realized that Wutongshu was also a radical.
He took a long breath, spoke slowly and slowly, and said, "Let's go back first."
As soon as the voice fell, with a slight wave of his sleeves, a man and four beasts walked out of the poison pill world. After the Poison Pill World evolved, Ouyang Ming was able to bring living beings into it and practice in it.
But to be precise, the spiritual energy in the poisonous pill world is too thin, and the cultivation speed is far behind compared with the outside world. But if we can find a few dragon veins, this problem can be solved.
Above the clouds, Ouyang Ming felt something in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at the Tianlan River. On the river, there were sparkling waves and fast currents, like a giant dragon, winding into the distance.
After thinking about it for a while, he raised his head to look at King Kong and said seriously: "King Kong, take them back to the Beast King Sect first." Although several spiritual beasts have already stepped into the Venerable Sect, in Ouyang Ming's heart, he still feels that King Kong is more reliable. Only then was he entrusted with the important task. Of course, if someone with blind eyes can take advantage of them, it would be like a long-lived person.
The multi-armed King Kong didn't ask any further questions and nodded with an honest face.
Dahuang raised his steps and moved slightly, but stopped with King Kong's eyes.
It smiled timidly and retracted its paws.
Now in terms of strength alone, the small world of Rhubarb Refining Dragon Clan is not weaker than King Kong, and is even a bit stronger, but it is already used to listening to King Kong.
Ouyang Ming shook his head and took a step forward with his right foot. This step is not big, even compared with ordinary people, it is still inferior. As soon as this step was taken, he stepped lightly on the void with his left foot and immediately followed him, several feet further than his right foot. By analogy, the next step is several feet longer than the previous step. After a hundred steps, as soon as he took the step, his figure immediately appeared thousands of feet away, as if he was teleporting.
This is the true reduction of space.
These four spirit beasts, who were considered top masters in the spirit world, looked at Ouyang Mingyuan's back with admiration in their eyes.
Goshawk said sincerely: "Master is too strong now."
"Otherwise, why would he be the master?" King Kong nodded in agreement, making a muffled sound from his body, and flew towards the Ten Thousand Beast Sect.
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Walking upstream along the Tianlan River, you can see the waves that are sometimes gentle and sometimes turbulent.
The ancient well in Ouyang Ming's mind was as calm as a clear lake without any ripples.
Three days later, he didn't know how far he had walked, when he saw an old old boat standing on the river bank, which was quite similar to the artistic conception of crossing the river without a boat.
At this moment, an old man walked out of the boat and pulled the chain that tied the boat.
He was wearing a raincoat, his fingers were weathered, his face was full of gorges and wrinkles, revealing teeth yellowed by smoke. He smiled heartily and said, "Hey, little friend, are you going to cross the river?" As he spoke, he stamped his feet. He stood up, took out a piece of wood from the boat and placed it on the shore. He knocked it hard to make sure it would not slip into the water before he stood up, but there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
"My father-in-law, do you still remember me?" Ouyang Ming stepped onto the boat gently, squinted his eyes, and smiled.
Mr. Ferry slapped his head, smiled apologetically, and said, "Look at my memory. As I get older, I really don't think of my little friend at first glance."
Ouyang Ming is no longer what he used to be. Looking at the old man, he felt as if he saw a dazzling golden light, with a majestic and extremely majestic aura, Zhongzheng towering.
This old man ferrying on the Tianlan River seems to be the spirit of the Tianlan River, that is, the dragon vein between the two continents.
Protect the luck of Danzhou and Zhangzhou.
The cabin is dilapidated, but extremely neat.
The little girl didn't change at all. She sat around the stove and lit the stove, with a pot of wine on the stove.
The old man smiled and said softly: "I thought that this pot of wine would have to be boiled for at least a hundred years before I could drink it with my little friend. I didn't expect that after just a few years, I would do this. It's incredible. This anger Luck makes me envious." As he spoke, he took off his hat, leaned forward, took out the wooden cup, poured out the wine from the flask, and poured two cups.
With a wave of her sleeves, the little girl brought the wine glass to Ouyang Ming.
He said timidly: "Here, brother." His eyes were full of curiosity.
Ouyang Ming stroked the hair beside her ear, took a sip of wine, his eyes lit up, and said, "Good wine."
"I don't mind it, I just want it to go into your throat. This wine is made from the spirit of vegetation in Dan and Zhangzhou, and the taste is extremely pure." The old man explained softly.
"Thank you for the hospitality." Ouyang Ming bowed his hands and said sincerely.
At his current level, there are very few people in the spiritual world who can worship him. But this worship is for the grace of enlightenment in the first place.
After this bow, the cabin suddenly became quiet, and both of them drank quietly, feeling very comfortable.
The little girl looked at Ouyang Ming's side face from time to time, her eyes soft, and her mouth curled up from time to time, not knowing what she was thinking.
Ouyang Ming felt a little curious.