Time flies, and everyone is catching the time to consolidate their own gains. At the same time, using the captured fountain to understand the unknown or known rules, the world has become unprecedentedly peaceful, and at this time Tu Xiao and others also woke up.

In fact, Lou Yi always had an idea in his mind, that was one of the conditions for the fight for the throne of Jiuquan, and to make more subordinates a vassal of Yiquan as much as possible. If this is the case, does it mean that the battlefield for the fight for the throne of Jiuquan is not limited to this?

Once this idea appeared, it could no longer be erased. Lou Yi looked at the empty Mingquan land, and then thought about Yaquan and Xiaquan, and couldn't help but shake his head. Although he had the Four Springs land, he seemed to have only these personal hands that were attached to Fengquan.

If you have a lot of plans, only Tu Xiao, Li Chuang, Huang Qi and Black Armor can be used. The Queen of the alien insects has never appeared since the last time the King of Insect Guard died. The transparent liquid wrapped around him now is unknown how big and versatile it can be.

Takamoho has entered the land of Shizumi, and it can be said that he has become one of the guardians of Shizumi. Will he remember all this after his death? Lou Yi cannot be sure, but one thing that is certain is that Takamoho should only obey the words of the corpse, and hope that he can remember his instructions to him.

Only the guardian god in Mingquan is here, but with the blessing of his Buddhist teachings, it is now more powerful than before. The demon soul hidden in Mingquan is introduced into its body and is refined in the inner world by the fourteen-wheeled Buddha's light.

However, the demon soul was hidden in the Mingquan for nearly a million years, and the guardian god was originally its body, so it took unknown how long to completely refine it. Therefore, the power of the Mingquan was actually sealed in the body of the guardian god general, and the outer spring was just a remnant of the power that originally created it.

Lou Yi looked at the rays of the rays gradually dimming. Maybe it would be the first ray of the rays to be exhausted, but at least it would take many years. After all, the remaining power is extremely huge.

Lou Yi looked at the empty surroundings, the golden phosphorus powder on the ground was dissipating, and the ground of the Mingquan was covered with blood and the scars left by the battle. He suddenly had a heart-to-heart relationship, and the light in his eyes flashed, and a bold idea appeared in his mind.

He bent down and picked up a golden gravel from the ground and placed it in front of his eyes. In his eyes, the gravel was constantly magnified, and it was as big as a house in a blink of an eye.

Lou Yi waved his hand and engraved the inscriptions on it. One by one, a complex inscription shining with strange light flashed on the sand and graveled. However, after only a while, he heard a puff, and the sand was overwhelmed and collapsed immediately.

The sand powder flowed down Lou Yi's fingers, but in Lou Yi's eyes they were countless seas of sand falling from high altitudes. The scene was extremely spectacular. In an instant, the sand powder began to change like crazy. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a sand dune, and it was still spreading outward. They shone with strange light and stopped changing for a moment.

Lou Yi sighed with a sigh of relief, waved his hand and a strange piece of light powder floated along the dunes, and then it was collected by Lou Yi, and the dunes no longer grew.

Lou Yi raised his finger, and a gust of wind spiraled up, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a tornado that was ten feet high and three or four feet wide, sending the dunes and some debris on the ground out of the sea spring.

Time flies and several months have passed, and the space is still very quiet during this period. Lou Yi gathered the gods to carve the sand in his hand, and his spirit is unprecedentedly focused. The ground of the Mingquan is clean and tidy, and there is no trace of dust. I think he has failed many times in the past few months.

In a blink of an eye, a year passed, and the original quiet atmosphere was broken, but the battle came to an end. A situation that Lou Yi did not expect happened. Qi Hua actually reached a consensus with Xiaosha, and the two of them began to exchange their own territories with each other.

This means that they have mastered the power of the rules contained in Huangquan under their jurisdiction. If this is the case, Lou Yi will face a more severe situation by then, and the situation seems to be becoming more and more unfavorable to him.

However, he seemed to be deaf, his fingers were as steady as Mount Tai, his eyes were like torches, and he was carving the gravel in his hands with concentration. At this time, a small pile of sand about a foot in diameter had been slowly piled up beside him, which were composed of countless gravels of different colors.

If you look carefully, you will find that the gravel at the bottom looks rough and even has some cracks on it. If you concentrate and relax your eyes, you will see the inscriptions engraved on it. From the beginning to be neat and delicate, it will gradually become crooked, and even in the end it can no longer be considered an inscription, but it is more like some kind of ghost painting talisman.

Such gravel occupies most of the small sand pile, and the gravel located in the middle and upper part looks much more rounded, but there are still no smooth edges and corners. You can see the inscriptions on it and can be arranged smoothly. Unfortunately, the space is limited, so the following text is gone as you write.

Such gravels probably occupy one or two of the sand piles today, and the gravels at the top are round and full. Although they are gravels, they emit gem-like light. They are colorful and lively. The inscriptions shine with strange light and contain strange power.

These only account for four or five thousandths of the entire sand pile, but Lou Yi didn't seem to care about these. At this time, his hand slowly stretched out, and a grain of sand that was more round and fuller than the upper layer slid down from his fingertips, and accidentally fell on the top layer of the sand pile.

There is an old saying, "Gather sand makes a tower, and gather armpits makes a fur!"

At this moment, the sand pile in front of Lou Yi was exactly the meaning of this ancient saying. Buddhism also has this record. There is a sutra in the Tripitaka called the Lotus Sutra, which records it, "Even a boy plays, gathers sand to make a pagoda!"

Lou Yi's pupils looked at his masterpiece, bent down without distraction, and pinched a piece of sand from the scattered lower layer and placed it in front of him. His fingers trembled slightly, and he actually replicated the broken sand and gravel twice.

This difficulty is more difficult than from scratch. As a result, in the blink of an eye, the gravel was overwhelmed and exploded. Lou Yi subconsciously raised his hand, and a gust of wind swept the gravel that had not yet fallen out of the sea spring.

Now, outside the Mingquan, there is an inexplicable light desert. They continue to extend outward and have spread to the area where Fengquan and Xiaquan are located, which is tens of thousands of miles away.

However, this desert is quite strange. Sometimes the wind blows violently, causing sand to rush like waves to sweep across the beach. Sometimes it is inexplicably hot as fire. The desert is red, as if the entire desert is burning.

Over the past year, Lou Yi has not only been limited to burning sand and gravel with spatial rules. He has also tried to integrate the power of the five elements and even the power of dreams into it, so that each sand and gravel can be integrated into one and let them communicate with each other.

While repeatedly engraving these sands and gravels, he also slowly integrated the power of the four springs. In a blink of an eye, ten years passed. Lou Yi was like an old monk who had entered into meditation. His movements became extremely slow, as if his whole person was about to be petrified.

But his eyes were bright and shining with dazzling brilliance. There was still a small pile of sand beside him. The size of the pile was still only continuous, but the lowest layer of sand was as bright as the round and plump grain he had placed at the top of the sand tower, and even the light was more dazzling.

However, what is hard to understand is that such gravel also occupies about four-fifths of the area. Although the gravel above them looks more round and full, the light becomes dimmer as it goes upwards.

At this moment, the grain of sand that Lou Yi was concentrating on his seal carvings only flashed away with a faint light. It looked no different from ordinary sand, and it was even clear and angular, and it was completely dazzling without the gravel on the ground. It was so bright that it was...

However, after nearly an hour of hard work, it still burst out overwhelmed. However, Lou Yi's face was full of solemnity. In the past, he just waved his hand and swept the broken sand powder out of the sea, but now the situation is completely different.

His hands transformed into strange light, carefully wrapped all the sand powder inside, and could vaguely hear the noisy sound, which came from his palms. Lou Yi flashed outside the Mingquan, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The rolling sand dunes almost enveloped the whole world, filled with terrible energy storms everywhere, flames soared into the sky, strong winds rolled the flames around, sand and dust stirred the ground, and raised a curtain of sand.

Lou Yi twitched the corners of his eyes, looking at the masterpiece he had made accidentally, and then threw the sand powder in his hand into the boundless desert. In an instant, the sky trembled, and the sky suddenly became dark, as if stained with thick ink. Thousands of thunder fell from the sky, smashing the ground one lava sand pool after another with a diameter of more than a thousand feet.

The earth cracked and formed a quicksand rift valley that stretched for thousands of miles, swallowing endless yellow sand into his terrible mouth. The wind and sand in the sky were disturbed, turning into a heart-wrenching super tornado like a tide that was so huge that it was thrilling, ravaging this desert he built.

Lou Yi stood silently, visualizing the scene in front of him that looked like the doomsday. Before he knew it, his pupil technique was sublimated. Originally, his endless body only had its shape but no spirit. But now his eyes felt that his eyes were enough to make countless people fall into the realm of the doomsday.

Lou Yi smiled and turned around and left. Before leaving, he picked up an inconspicuous grain of sand from the ground and murmured to himself, "Sumeric mustard seeds, a flower, a world, a leaf, a Bodhi, the magical powers of Buddhism are really amazing..." (To be continued)
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