Chapter 1050 When the Leeks Are Ripe (One More!)

Chapter 1050 When the leeks are ripe (one more!)

Sun Daoren could feel the indescribable dark power lingering between his fingers.

Or to be more precise, it was on the small black flag in his hand.

Although the level of the Wangui Banner has not yet reached the exaggerated concept of a divine weapon.

But in terms of killing and looting, the destructive power it can display is rarely powerful among extraordinary magic equipment.

Of course, this kind of power refers to the Wanki Banner in its complete state.

The Myriad Ghost Banner held by Sun Daoren is just a weak shell.

But even if it's just an empty shell, Sun Daoren can already feel its power and... unruly.

The so-called, everything has animism.

But as a piece of magic equipment, it is generally not endowed with intelligence.

Even those artifacts may not necessarily have their own souls.

We all know that such a thing as the soul brings with it a troublesome concept - freedom.

Even for the archmages who study the soul, they will not wantonly create "real" life.

Those powerful constructive beings can actually acquire more advanced intelligence and thinking patterns.

This subject was actually very interesting to the Archmages at first.

But after a certain accident happened, this topic was completely shelved by the archmages.

And at this stage, the concept of constructing life has also begun to be gradually understood by people...

The real constructed life refers to the real life with the concept of "self".

Unfortunately, not all intelligent life forces recognize their "self".

All in all, the so-called "self-concept" of magic equipment is sometimes not so accurate.

But for users, that may not be an illusion.

This is the field of supernatural power and psychic sympathy, and it is one of the mainstream topics that legendary psychic scholars have been studying.

Sun Daoren couldn't describe what he felt at this moment, but he did clearly feel the resistance of Wan Gui Ban.

It is an unruly evil soldier, not driven by the weak...

Even, as time passed, Sun Daoren seemed to feel some kind of icy concentration.

Hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes, and some twisted evils began to sway in front of his eyes...

Sun Daoren restrained his mind, he naturally knew that this was an illusion.

After all, this is a dangerous area regarded as a taboo place by evil creatures...

Even the evil god paid eternal death for his recklessness.

This is definitely not a place where evil dares to plunder...

Sun Daoren put the Wangui Banner into his item backpack, and he was thinking about the harvesting of souls.

He was naturally aware of the evilness of that behavior, even among Taoists who kept it secret.

Sun Daoren raised his head, and the starry sky outside the cave was extraordinarily bright.

He once wanted to be a chic cloud, blowing away with the breeze.

But after seeing the vastness of the starry sky in the universe and experiencing the almost eternal light and heat of the stars, it seems that the dream of a cloud has begun to seem a little thin.

It can't carry too many things, even if it's a meteor falling...

And for Xinghai, a meteor is so insignificant.

If he only wanted the pleasure of a lifetime, he would have already been able to satisfy it.

But how to fill the longing in the depths of the soul, the joy of reading fairy tales and grotesques in childhood?

Countless pictures flashed before Sun Daoren's eyes, he was making a decision about something that was not very kind.

Light and shadow intertwined on Sun Daoren's face.

Is it for good, or is it for evil?

The ethics of the world, the shackles of the world, those smoky past events seem to be wrapped in mist...

They are like chains, and like giant pythons in the world, spitting out scarlet snake letters...

And in the more distant area, there seems to be melodious singing...

The expression on Sun Daoren's face seemed to have changed slightly.

He seemed to have realized something, and the realm that had not changed for a long time was slightly loosened.

Legend, or avenue?

He thought, maybe it is there, just above the boundless sky...

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"You apply for a collective destiny event: fate's repentance settlement..."

"Basic settlement assessment in progress..."

"You have met the minimum settlement score standard, you will be settled, and settlement is in progress..."

"Fate event scoring in progress..."

"Your comprehensive fate score is: 87 (collective fate score)"

"Based on your relevant recommender rules, you have obtained 17 plane coordinates (basic rewards)."

Yi Qiu did not wait for other participants, he chose to settle in advance.

As far as he's concerned, he's got what he needs.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and the space behind him stretched into an absurd and distorted picture.

He likes this kind of flight, at least Yi Qiu doesn't think it would be better to set up a special flight channel here.

He is a stickler for the way of order, but that doesn't mean he is the incarnation of order.

In many cases, the line between order and chaos is so blurred.

Its borders are so hidden in darkness that one cannot distinguish it.

The philosophy and worldview of a free and intelligent life are very complicated.

But for the deep sea, those impermanent waves are just a part of its grandeur and order.

The disorder you can peek at is only because you are stuck in a limited realm...

The ultra-long-distance transmission in space is undoubtedly very convenient.

Although it can sometimes bring some not-so-good experiences, it greatly reduces the time of plane travel.

When the wrinkles in the space were stretched and began to return to calm and stability, Yi Qiu returned to his own material world.

The star named "Sun", as always, showed its light in the prime of life.

This was a happy day, because Yi Qiu noticed some fluctuations coming from the suppressed area.

It looks like those crops are growing well...

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"Prophet, Breeze tells me: You decide to stay before this barren plane?"

"I can't penetrate your wisdom, so I want to listen to your explanation."

As the leader of the last small group of forest elves, the king of Redian-Dan Lal looked at the prophet-Terasim with some puzzlement and asked.

"Elf King, you don't need to be so humble."

Prophet Terasim looked at the young elf king.

In fact, the elf king was much older than him.

Long life, of course, there will be some problems.

But their wisdom is still far beyond the reach of many burning human beings.

"Like the wisdom of your ancient king, no one has ever denied the wisdom and courage of the elves."

"The guidance I gave was nothing but the revelation given to me by fate."

The Prophet-Terasim looked at the blue starry sky in front of him. Here, it is so pure...

Surrounded by the vast void around, this piece of purity looks so eye-catching...