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Chapter 772. Three Bowls of Wine, Tiger Crossing (5)

In Zhuoer's original world, he was born in a deserted village on the border, but he was afraid he never thought that a little person who was despised by others would be treated by peerless masters and precious spiritual medicines when his life was endangered.

Wei Ye, a mean Taoist priest who is a slut, may he be able to discuss whether he is a peerless master.

But whether it is the Pill of Life and the Langzhihanlu Pill mixed with Shui Yuzhilu, it is undoubtedly a rare and supreme sacred medicine in his hometown. Just one of them can allow those high-ranking practitioners to hold meetings for three days and three nights to argue in a fierce way how to use it so that they can live up to the value of the elixir.

If such elixirs appear in the secular world, they can even come back from a small country.

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As death approaches, the acupoints in his body that are connected to practice are all on the verge of being about to be destroyed.

It seemed as if the pillar of heaven had collapsed and appeared in ten days. The earth was dry and cracked, with plants, reptiles, beasts, birds, swimming fish, or buried silently in the sand and dust, or silenced in the naked ground.

And those peaks that seem to have never changed from peaks to hills, from hills to gravel, from gravel to fine sand as fine as powder.

At this moment, as a clear stream suddenly swelled among the sand, the dead energy was driven away and purified, and the desert that was supposed to have turned into a dead land gradually turned into an oasis.

As the greenery spreads, the desert becomes a grassland, and the grassland becomes a sea of ​​forests. Between the forests, there are lush hills rising up, and it is certain that soon, it will become another green mountain.

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The pure aura of Langzhihan Ludan enveloped Zhuoer, and the repair and transformation of his body were surprisingly quick.

When a strong smell of spice lingers on his nose, he is already in a state of half-clear and half-confused.

But to be honest, this state of seemingly sober but difficult to wake up completely made him feel even more uncomfortable.

In his ears, the voice of speech came.

The conversation people use languages ​​that are very close to the official language he is used to to hear, but the tone and pronunciation carry a different rhythm. He must gather his small amount of mental power to roughly distinguish the content of the conversation:

"There is no doubt that first it was you, then this white-haired and black-skinned boy. The frequent occurrence of space-time wormholes near a coordinate point is an abnormality in itself."

Speaking of this, the magician who expressed his personal opinion raised the can in his hand, and pinched it suddenly, and the wine with the fragrance of hops and malt flew into the air with the foam that surged out.

The beer foam composed of wine and decomposed carbonic acid was forcibly encircled in mid-air by a force, forming overlapping bubbles.

The bubbles gather together, but because the controller still has a delicate control, it is not broken.

"Different time and space have different energy levels." Wei Ye looked at the aggregated bubble, as if he was talking to himself, and as if a crappy teacher was about to cram the audience in front of him:

"The energy level of this time and space is high or low, and the limit that can be accommodated is nothing but a scattered immortal like Wei."

Speaking of this, the magician remembered the vigorous ascension tide of ascension in the past few years, and then smiled disdainfully: "But, over the years, the one from Huashan, the one from Erxianshan, and many guys I don't know, all ascended in one go, ascended in the sun, and ascended in the house. There were also a few fools who were not open to their eyes, all were killed by Wei's sword. In this way, the only one of the real Taoist immortals in this time and space seems to be left with Wei."

"A scattered immortal like Wei is naturally far from comparable to those who only know a few tricks. But only Wei is certainly unable to occupy the energy level limit that the world can accommodate. So it is natural that if there are space-time points with energy levels close to this space-time point, then those spare positions will naturally be filled like the transfer of heat."

With the words of the magician, the bubbles that gathered together squeezed each other, as if they were going to merge.

Wei Ye looked at the bubbles, frowned and asked, "But the problem is that this time and space point is extremely closed, and it has also been subjected to a large amount of dead energy on the outer world and formed into a shell, gradually becoming stronger. Such a time and space point is equivalent to a gradually completed closed system, and it is least likely to form such a space-time wormhole phenomenon."

After saying that, the magician's eyes turned to the face of his newly hired mercenary: "But in less than half a month, there have been two time-space wormhole interlacing accidents, and one of them is an adventurer who has obtained a license from the Gate of the Star Realm, which is suspicious from any angle."

Speaking of this, the magician raised his chopsticks and picked up a plate of dried meat with oil in front of him.

The dried meat was arranged in the air with the tips of his chopsticks, and arranged and combined with the questions of the magician: "First of all, the reason why Wei stayed in Jingyanggang was because the little nun I followed before was reincarnated with the Buddhist secret treasure. After Wei broke through the Six Karma wheel, he tracked the remaining Buddha breath and arrived here."

"As soon as the birth of the little nun, one or two wormholes intersected in time and space, I have to believe that the birth of the little nun can bring such great changes in time and space, unless she is not an inconspicuous nun of Takanoyama, but a great Bodhisattva of the level of Guanzi, Ksitigarbha, and Manjushri."

Speaking of this, the magician frowned and continued, "Even if Amitabha Buddha is infinitely light, infinite life, and great momentum can make the world move six times, these Buddhist supernatural powers may not cause such great disturbances. Judging from the principles of the Buddhist Dharma Realm, what they most admire is a simple and superimposed beauty of calmness. Even if the supernatural powers are disturbed, they are often difficult to detect and should not be such a conspicuous situation."

Speaking of this, the magician suddenly hit his fist on his leg: "Unless there is another extremely powerful space and time that is deliberately anchoring here!"

The inference of the magician's magician did not affect the tiger-eyed martial artist. He brought a piece of char siu into his mouth. He asked back: "You have said that this time and space point is about to form a stable closed system. Except for our astral adventurers, any time and space contact is only in and out. How can you conclude that someone is so bored to connect with this world?"
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