Chapter 274 273 The Immature Way of Heaven

So, this is the truth behind your paralysis?

So it's indigestion?

It's a bit absurd indeed, but behind the absurdity, Song He realized some terrifying truths, such as... the heavenly consciousness of this world is particularly immature.

But according to his understanding, this world is actually very vast. Not to mention the five domains and three seas, there are also many small worlds, underground and sky attached to the big world.

It stands to reason that the development of the world is inseparable from the heavenly consciousness.

The stronger the world, the stronger the heavenly consciousness.

The cultivators living in the world will learn the magical powers and methods that adapt to the laws of this world from the very beginning. The stronger the world, the higher the upper limit of the magical powers and methods.

This is also the reason why the Yuanying of Taiqing Miaoxuan Sect has been promoting the upgrading and advancement of the world.

'The heavenly way of this world, can't it be artificially raised? ' A bold idea emerged in his mind.

If it is a world that has existed for a long time and has given birth to so many sects and monks who are capable of ascending to the upper realm, then the heavenly consciousness of this world should be extremely powerful.

How could it be so weak?

Is it because of the excessive amount of black balls, that is, the heavenly spirituality of other worlds, that it is overwhelmed and causes indigestion?

"Then you, these black balls are actually the resentment of the heavenly spirituality of other worlds?"

Song He asked directly.

The ball nodded, and then pointed to the golden sunflowers around him that were condensed by merit, and it was obvious that it was happy.

Without waiting for Song He to ask again, it suddenly became bigger and came close to the former. The furry body wrapped Song He, and groups of black balls wrapped in colorless halos entered his body.

It was really soft and warm.

It seemed that everything could be put down and immersed in this warmth.

Then,

he heard the ball speak.

The voice was a pure neutral voice, with a lofty divinity: "I'll give you three gifts. When I wake up, we'll meet again."

After the voice ended, Song He's consciousness fell backwards.

Accompanied by a brief darkness, a moment later, he was sent directly back to his body below.

Ah? Is this the end?

He was a little confused.

He was still savoring the touch of Tiandao in his heart.

That is really better than any spiritual beast, furry and soft. It would be wonderful if it could be made into a pillow or a bolster!

After savoring it for a moment, he remembered the gift that Tiandao had just mentioned.

What was that gift?

He quickly looked inward and found that on the trunk of the Mishen Tree, there were nine black balls, which were wrapped in a colorless halo, and inside was pure Tiandao spirituality.

So this is the first gift?

It knows that it needs Tiandao spirituality...

What are the other two gifts?

"Immortal treasure!"

"How could it be broken through?"

"The power here is recovering."

In doubt, he heard a surprised voice outside, so he opened his eyes, but saw several immortals standing beside him looking up at the sky.

In the sky, the cloud-colored flag that originally covered this world was shaking, and the white clouds were pierced by a great force.

The poor little flag made a wail, turned into its original form, and fell into the hands of the immortal cultivator of Taiqing Miaoxuan Sect.

As the little flag was pierced, there was no longer any barrier in this world. The sky was surging, but it was not black clouds, but golden clouds.

Auspicious clouds, thousands of layers of rosy clouds.

A beam of light fell towards Song He in the surging clouds. The beam of light was clear and bright, surrounded by rosy clouds and auspicious clouds, and mixed with stars and emerald green grass and trees.

As if a blessing came to his mind, Song He knew the meaning of this light column: it was to help him form a golden elixir!

Heavenly Dao helped to form a golden elixir, which was definitely a sure win, and it could even be said to be a great thing. After all, the purpose of cultivation for a cultivator was to seize the fortune of heaven and earth, and it was good enough that Heavenly Dao did not give him a thunder tribulation.

It would also help you form a golden elixir?

It was simply a dream.

If it were someone else, they would have been eager to accept this power and help themselves form a perfect golden elixir.

But Song He hesitated.

He had asked the Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree about the Golden Elixir Treasure Tree and even the Infant Treasure Tree.

The latter told him that since he had originally built his foundation through the Foundation Building Treasure Tree, it would be better to do it through the other two trees later.

As the inheritance treasure of the Shenye Sect.

Those two trees have even transcended the constraints of a world.

In a sense, it is better than the foundation building of Heavenly Dao.

If you want to do it, you have to do it in full. Besides, the Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree also mentioned to Song He the current location of the two trees. Maybe he can find it. It is still unknown.

‘But I can’t refuse the kindness of the Heavenly Dao. ’

Song He thought, if he couldn’t find the treasure tree, he should leave himself a way out.

So he took out a lotus seed from the Mi Shen Tree.

He raised it high and said loudly:

“Please inject your power into this thing!”

“…”

The golden clouds and the rays of light obviously stopped for a breath.

The surrounding gods were also stunned for a breath, looking at Song He, shaking their heads with a playful expression.

“It’s smart.”

“Heavenly Dao Dan, huh.”

“There are good and bad.”

They didn't know whether to feel pity or praise.

If the opportunity to form a pill of Heavenly Dao is missed, it will be gone. Generally speaking, Heavenly Dao will not bargain. Although it is not very useful, it is a rare thing after all.

Then,

several people watched the auspicious clouds and rays of light shrink rapidly, turning into a small beam of light, and falling on the lotus seed in Song He's hand.

A small seed seemed to be an abyss, madly devouring and absorbing the gift from Heavenly Dao, and Heavenly Dao was also quite generous, allowing this lotus seed to swallow it to its heart's content.

When the whole seed had become transparent, and layers of auspicious clouds and rays of light could be seen inside, the power of Heavenly Dao slowly retreated, but did not disappear.

Instead, it changed direction.

It went straight to the already suppressed chaos.

The gods: "..."

"... What happened between this young man and the Heavenly Dao?"

"You are so obedient."

"Are we trapped in an illusion?"

They had never heard that the gifts from the Heavenly Dao could be bargained for, and they really transferred the seeds when they were given them - and they were seeds of fifth-level spiritual plants.

In a sense, these seeds absorb much more spiritual power than humans.

But the fact is that it is not only the seeds, but Song He is also obviously surrounded by the golden light of merit, and the white sunflowers growing next to him are obviously a bit strange.

For this kind of treasure given by the Heavenly Dao, even they are a little envious - they don't need it themselves, but they can give it to disciples.

There are always a few who look very pleasing, but their cultivation is not very good, or they are not born to be cultivators.

They need this kind of auxiliary treasure.

By the way, generally speaking, most of the heads of the sects are basically like this, good at communication, but their cultivation is not high, at least not the most powerful one in the sect.

Let's ask the old guy after the matter is over.

Several gods suppressed their thoughts and looked up at the sky. Over there, a group of demons hiding under the protection of the black tortoise shell were flying towards them.

Oh, it's a pity that Xing Ke is not here, otherwise they would have been able to make a lot of money from them, right?

Although it was a pity, the gods were still ready to talk about this matter.

…

At the same time, in the depths of chaos.

The place where the woman was standing was gradually sinking downwards.

Even the fake burial spirit tree was sinking.

The black mycelium condensed into one terrifying figure after another quietly gathered around her, without any intention of attacking.

It seemed very calm.

But the starlight pure land around Xing Ke had melted more than half, and the bamboo shoot sword in Yan Dao's hand had also been broken.

From these alone, it was obvious that the woman had the upper hand.

"Senior, this place is about to fall out of this world."

Xing Ke Zhenren laughed happily: "What are you going to do?"

The woman tilted her head, raised the corners of her mouth, and showed her little tiger teeth: "I know all your plans. Xing Ke, your master should have given you advice not to play games with creatures related to the light of the universe."

She stretched out her hand, holding a small gray tree in her white palm. The roots were densely packed and extended along the woman's arm, as if wrapping her up.

There was a slight stream of water flowing on the roots.

The gray mist was getting more and more diffuse.

"..."

For the first time, Xing Ke Zhenren's expression changed a little.

He let go of a branch in his hand.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Why do you need to do this? If you leave now, you can go to any place in the Chaos. With your ability and background, when you ascend, the seniors in the upper realm will definitely forgive you."

It was a very sincere suggestion, but the woman just kept smiling, and her voice was still bright, like a little deer jumping in the mountain stream and forest.

There was not a trace of impurities in those eyes.

But what she said made Xing Ke raise his eyebrows.

"This is the last thing I did for Lingye Sect. When we meet next time, we will be complete enemies.

Xing Ke, tell me.

Why must a clone like me devour the main body to be complete?

Obviously, my soul and consciousness are independent, I have my own likes and dislikes, and I know a lot of Dao rules, but I am trapped in my body and cannot advance.

And I was deceived because of this."

Maybe she said a question, but she didn't intend to get an answer at all-or in fact, she already had an answer and didn't need anyone to answer it.

The woman named He Yun gently dropped the leaf in her hand, and it fell in an arc onto the Falling Spirit Tree below her.

The souls that had been subdued by her were instantly annihilated, like a tonic, gathering into the Falling Spirit Tree.

The flames on the Falling Spirit Tree began to flicker.

One by one, the wronged souls were absorbed by it.

It was as if a storm was gathering on the tree. (End of this chapter)