"Captain, the energy concentration in this area meets the requirements for planting."
"Well, strictly implement the operating specifications and treat it as a logistics supply line construction."
"yes."
In the darkness, pairs of dim lights swayed, which were the self-illumination of the visual part of the helmet. Each pair represented a member of the Jing Alliance. The mass-produced puppets were in another situation. They had luminous stripes on their bodies.
, simple, but with an indescribable ancient charm. Moreover, these lights are flowing and seem to coincide with a certain pattern. They look unique and pleasing to the eye, and it is absolutely difficult to distinguish them even from a distance.
From a practical point of view, the specially processed Whirlpool seeds have basically broken away from the category of plants in people's minds. Soil, moisture, environment, temperature...these factors that restrict plant growth are very important to the Whirlpool seeds carried by adventurers.
As far as seeds are concerned, all the shackles have been broken. The growth of these seeds only requires one thing - energy.
When the sealing strip is removed, the seed like a grapefruit begins to shine. Its outer layer is a package of life energy, and the real seed is at the core. The initial growth process is completely borne by itself.
As if opening a gift package of life, in the blooming new green light, the whirling tree seeds began to sprout and grow rapidly, not one, but a cluster, not one kind, but a dozen, each with their own color, each with their own appearance, just
In two or three minutes, a green area of more than ten square meters spread out on the ground, with grass, shrubs, and saplings all gathered together, like a miniature botanical garden.
Immediately afterwards, the extraordinary features of whirling cyan trees began to appear. Above them, free energy began to be attracted, forming a hazy light mist of various colors. Between the light mist and the delicate branches and leaves, there was a looming, star-like light.
The spots flicker, and they are like the light of the legendary sweet rain falling finely, and finally turning into crystal clear water droplets, flowing between the branches and leaves, and finally leaving no trace, moisturizing things silently but making people sigh with beauty.
It was in this situation that the whirling tree continued to grow faster and faster, and its ability to absorb the surrounding energy became stronger and stronger. In two or three minutes, it was a small forest that was pleasing to the eye.
Shua la la! The leaves are like cherry blossoms, but with bright cold light falling and flying. It is so beautiful that even adventurers who have seen unimaginable bright scenes time and time again on the third level of the energy column still feel like watching it ten thousand times.
A wonderful feeling that I will never tire of.
"The flying leaves of the twin trees, the wonderful artistic conception of alaya consciousness. Withering in splendor, the elegy of the Bayh people." Old K's words seemed like a long sigh.
This kind of scenery can be achieved because the highest content in this area is the energy of the Bayh people's system. Who raises what kind of birds, what kind of flowers bloom. When the whirling tree seeds mature, they will bloom depending on the energy of the area.
Different flowers appear, showing different scenery. It has to be said that the scenery born from the energy system of the Baihe people is the most Zen-like. The gorgeous flying with a touch of sadness is extremely beautiful.
At the same time, somewhere in the parallel area on the second level of the energy column, cold light and broken leaves were flying like rain, making it even more melancholy. In the forest and under the trees, the remains of several monks were gradually decaying and turning into dust. Outside the forest, carrying
The vine puppet that had captured Luo Ling's will stood there quietly, with Xuanyuan Lieshui and other Jing League members of the third team standing solemnly behind him.
Luo Ling felt that these monks should have a decent funeral because they died for their faith. Although Buddhism is different from Taoism, what matters is the detachment of the soul, not the body and skin. They often die where they died, but the word 'pure',
But it is indispensable. The blazing fire can make it 'pure', and turning dust into earth can also be 'purified'.
"He was killed by a sneak attack and was subjected to some cruel spells before his death. It was very painful." Xuanyuan Lieshui said in a low voice.
"Well..." Luo Ling responded meaningfully. In fact, what he saw was more than Xuanyuan Lie Water. Not only did several monks die in pain, but their essence, energy, spirit, and energy were also drained away.
It is Jingyuan, Qi training and soul, and his methods are ruthless, sinister and skillful. Otherwise, at least he should be able to receive the energy fluctuations at the moment when one of the great monks with fifth-level strength passed away, instead of looking for the energy gathering place and being killed by the third team.
chance encounter.
"Captain, look here." Although Li Wei is now rising higher and higher in the Jing League, he has always been cautious in Luo Ling's name. He patiently waited until the simple mourning ceremony was over before coming forward to report.
It was a small golden bell, floating in the void, emitting a watery golden luster, and on the ground, a magic circle drawn with blood, unusually eye-catching, with words written by a calligraphy master in every drawing space.
Even though the color was like gold paint, Luo Ling could still tell at a glance that it was indeed blood.
Luo Ling glanced around. This place was quite strange. Like the vertical egg space leading to the Bridge of Void, it was originally a completely enclosed inner space. It was felt by a member of the Jing League who had a special sense of the earth.
In this empty place, a small passage was opened, breaking the internal seal here.
Speaking of which, this technology is quite mysterious to Luo Ling, and Luo Ling also cannot understand the magic circle and the clock in front of him. Even though he can analyze the mandala formation, that is based on the spatial knowledge he has mastered.
It was done for comparison, and it had clues and basis, but this is not possible now.
However, Luo Ling did not intend to give up easily. His experience and meticulous insight made him understand that this space was formed in a hurry, including this formation, which was completed in an abnormal state, such as: while fighting fiercely.
.Zen is a profound insight. Those great monks who left this thing behind are definitely speaking the Dharma.
Relying on the level advantage of his soul, Luo Ling made a bold breakthrough.
Dang! The little bell chimes, and the sound is like the morning bell in a large temple. It is rich and vigorous, and the lingering sound is far-reaching and shocking.
"Refreshing?" The effect of the bell on Luo Ling made him somewhat uncomfortable. The main reason was that Luo Ling was used to his 'Conan traits', and something would happen wherever he went. When he met such a harmless person,
Mechanism, but it feels weird.
"Those bald donkeys, they talk all day and night, and they like to play tricks on themselves." Wherever there is Xuanyuan Lie Water, there must be Yun Zhiyuan. Ever since he was restrained by Luo Ling once, he has become much more restrained in front of Luo Ling.
, but this does not mean that he has got rid of his bad mouth problem.
While talking, seeing that Luo Ling was alright in the formation, he also moved forward, wanting to take a closer look at the clock. Just from the sound just now, Yun Zhiyuan knew that this small clock was not an ordinary product. The Buddhist family has a long history, and there are some good ones in his hands.
Dongdong is not unusual at all.
When! As soon as Yun Zhiyuan entered the formation, the small bell rang again, the ground formation flashed with light, and a wall made of light Sanskrit words appeared in the void, and it hit Yun Zhiyuan hard. With Yun Zhiyuan's power,
Neng, with no chance of evading, was directly blasted away by the golden light and smashed into the wall. An oval pit was set in the hard golden stone wall, and the gravel fell with crackling sounds.
Now, Luo Ling found it even more interesting. He didn't believe in the rhetoric of "Those with good hearts will be protected by me, and those with evil hearts will be expelled by me." Even if the Buddhists really have "eyes of wisdom", they are only for ordinary people.
Yes, someone with a strength of level five or above, can you take a look? It would be weird if you could see through it, even gods don’t have this ability.
"Then what's the reason why the formation didn't activate when I entered?"
Luo Ling's question was answered in a few dozen seconds with a simple but not simple answer - it is designed for him, waiting for him to open it.
A message was left specifically for Luo Ling, and this time there was no magic. The content mentioned that Luo Ling would be here and that he was the person the person who left the message was looking for.
In the past, Luo Ling classified all beings and spells related to prophecy spells as magic sticks. He did not believe in seeing the future at all.
However, as his strength increased and as he became more knowledgeable, he became more and more in awe of the world, the universe, the planes, and the crystal wall system. Nothing is absolutely impossible, just like this prophecy, it
It cannot be regarded as a deepened and generalized psychology. A skilled psychologist can accurately judge the reaction of an observed person when faced with something through observation and analysis. Then this
After making the process magical, it is possible that some people can calculate from a butterfly's wing flutter today what major impact it will have hundreds of millions of years from now.
If you accept the prophecy, then your 'destiny' will become the wanderer who has already married into the family. Even if you don't like it, you have to admit its status, because that is already a fact.
"You think you have changed your destiny, but how can you be sure that what you changed is not to bring order out of chaos, but not to be part of your destiny?" Luo Ling has never spent too much time on such a philosophy of "which comes first, the chicken or the egg".
It is useless to think too much and think too much.
"Let's focus on reality. What message do these great monks want to send to me?"
Click! Click! Yun Zhiyuan pulled out his limbs from the embedded state. The magic circle set up by the great monk to counterattack was not vicious. He was trained hard by Luo Ling, but at the same time Yun Zhiyuan, who had also made great progress in strength, did not
What kind of substantial damage was suffered? "Bald donkey, uncle ***!" Yun Zhiyuan cursed, and what he wanted to say about "dog eyes looking down on people" reached his lips and swallowed it back. He was really afraid that Luo Ling would deal with him now.
I also know the concept of 'sensitive words'.
Xuanyuan Lieshui saw that Yun Zhiyuan still had the energy to play with Beijing and scolded him. Knowing that he was fine, he turned his attention to Luo Ling. He saw Luo Ling walking forward slowly, passing through several layers of light that suddenly appeared and then dissipated quickly.
Behind the scenes, he arrived at the small clock without any danger. His vine-shaped fingers shone with a faint light. He touched the surface of the clock gently, and the small clock emitted a string of pleasant chimes. Then the entire magic circle shone brightly, and that
The light was like a blazing fire, soundless and burning out in an instant. When I looked at the ground again, there was no trace left.
At this time, the small bell had fallen into Luo Ling's hands, revealing its original face, which was about the size of a tea cup. The material seemed to be red copper, antique in color, and there were embossed words similar to Sanskrit on the inside and outside. Xuanyuan Lie Shui had some impression of it.
, that is the 'curse text', a type of text used by the Bahe people, mainly used for techniques, Luo Ling once briefly told her.
Xuanyuan Lieshui didn't ask. After getting along with her, she figured out some of Luo Ling's temperament. Whenever she felt it was necessary to let her know, she would tell her without asking. On the contrary, she would not get the answer even if she asked.
Luo Ling gave a simple explanation: "Salt makes it salty, vinegar makes it sour. Now I know..."