Five Elements Heaven

Ai Hui, who had recovered his energy, was full of energy, just like a sword in its scabbard, full of energy.

The heavy rain that had been falling for several days has gradually stopped, and the thick clouds above the head have dispersed, revealing the freshly washed sky. The bright sunshine shines on the body, the breeze blows on the face, and the comfortable and tipsy feeling permeates every hair tip.

It's so comfortable.

After being depressed for days, enjoying such beautiful sunshine makes my body and mind completely relaxed.

Ai Hui randomly found a piece of flat grass and sat down, then he pulled a piece of grass from the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit the stem.

The astringent taste of green grass filled his mouth, and Ai Hui looked at the two crystals in his hands.

Transparent crystal, flawless texture, without any impurities. Upon closer inspection, Ai Hui found that he was not sure whether the transparent crystal was crystal or not. He had never seen such a pure crystal.

The sunlight shines on the golden droplets, immediately creating a faint golden halo. The most peculiar thing is that this layer of golden halo is constantly changing, like layers of exquisite ripples, rising and dying, endlessly.

So beautiful!

Ai Hui was amazed. Although he felt that he had no artistic accomplishments, his mind would always be involuntarily attracted when he looked at the ever-changing halo.

While marveling, Ai Hui suddenly discovered something unusual.

He had previously suspected that the golden droplets were the blood of some kind of monster, which would also explain why Bandage was interested in it. But Ai Hui suddenly realized that if the golden droplets were really the blood of some kind of monster, the bandage would have swallowed them up long ago. How could they be left here until now?

Is it the protection of the crystal that keeps the bandage from getting out?

wrong!

Maybe it was because it had been wrapped around his body for a long time, and there was some vague connection between the bandage and Ai Hui.

Ai Hui suddenly remembered that the last time the bandage reacted but did not swallow something, it was the demon stone statue! As soon as this idea came up, Ai Hui's eyes lit up, and a bold idea came to his mind. Could there be some connection between the two?

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.

He quickly opened the sauropan and took out the demon stone statue. The last time he absorbed the Jin Yuan Dan, the Demonic God Stone Statue played a great role in absorbing all the ferocious energy in the Yuan Dan, saving Ai Hui from the suffering.

Otherwise, just to resolve the fierce aura would cost Ai Hui a lot of energy, and he might also encounter many dangers.

When Ai Hui took out the stone statue of the Demon God, the bandages were like two white snakes, swimming down from his body. The two bandages merged into one at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into a piece of white cloth, and slipped under the base of the Demon God's Stone Statue, as if they were afraid that the Demon God's Stone Statue would be stained with dirt.

Ai Hui felt chilled in his heart by this strange scene.

The demon stone statue and the bandages had an evil smell everywhere. If they weren't given by his master's wife, and they followed him for a long time, Ai Hui would definitely be very wary.

Seeing things and missing people is such wishful thinking.

Emotions for people are the warmth of holding on to something cold, and the gleam of loneliness in the void.

No matter how evil the bandage was, Ai Hui could hardly hate it. Because it doesn't matter to him whether it's justice or evil. He never felt that he was very important. It made no difference if there was one more righteous self or one more evil self in the world.

However, some emotions are more important to him than himself.

He placed two crystals on the white cloth made of bandages.

Ai Hui felt that the scene in front of him was quite interesting, just like making an offering to the stone statue of the demon god, so he just wanted to say goodbye. However, the demon stone statue did not show any gratitude at all, and looked indifferent and cold.

Could it be that I thought wrong?

Ai Hui had a headache, and guessing riddles had never been his specialty. He simply picked up a crystal and brought it to the mouth of the stone statue of the Demon God. He muttered: "Old Demon, give me some face and try one!"

The stone statue of the demon god remained aloof and cold, as if it were otherworldly.

Still wrong?

Or crush the crystal outside?

Ai Hui was a little timid.

He had a hunch that the golden droplets in the crystal were nothing short of extraordinary. Unusual objects often mean wealth and risk. Good things are of course valuable, but what if they are a powerful poison?

Ai Hui knows his depth. With his current strength, he would at least be able to fight against the Grass Lotus Puppet or She Yu. But if facing ancient evil spirits and the like, my small body is not enough.

But these two crystals are ancient relics.

Well, I don’t want my child to be able to trap the wolf, so I’ll try crushing one myself. Anyway, this ancient relic was obtained by luck.

Thinking like this, Ai Hui suddenly felt much more balanced.

With a cruel heart, Ai Hui squeezed hard.

Click!

The crystal immediately cracked and golden droplets seeped out. Ai Hui carefully dripped the golden droplets onto the white bandage.

Bandage is very interested in blood, especially some powerful blood, and is extremely thirsty.

However, what made Ai Hui's eyes fall to the ground was that the bandage was not interested in the golden droplets at all. The golden droplets are like water drops on lotus leaves, round and golden. Without the protection of the crystal, the golden droplets quickly rose into a circle of faint golden mist, and the mist condensed but never dispersed. The sunlight shines on the golden mist, making it brilliant and beautiful.

Those mysterious ripples became more exquisite and gorgeous as they were dyed by the sunlight, and they were constantly changing. Ai Hui couldn't take his eyes off them.

Suddenly, the golden mist stirred and was pulled out into a slender thread of mist.

Ai Hui woke up from his dream and looked up at the stone statue of the Demon God.

The demon stone statue's eyes were slightly open, its soft and neutral face had a strange luster, and its lips were slightly open.

Ai Hui perked up, there was indeed something to behold!

Thin threads of golden mist continued to sink into the mouth of the Demon God's Stone Statue, and a needle-like golden luster lit up in the Demon God's Stone Statue's pupils.

The momentum of the demon stone statue changed rapidly, and an ancient and desolate atmosphere filled the air.

When the last ray of golden mist entered the mouth of the demon stone statue, there was nothing on the white bandage.

Ai Hui looked at the stone statue of the Demon God curiously, filled with anticipation. What would happen if the stone statue of the Demon God swallowed this drop of golden liquid?

Suddenly, the demon god's stone statue's eyes lit up with a golden light, and Ai Hui's eyes widened, fearing that he would miss any details.

The golden light in his eyes turned into two golden whirlpools. Ai Hui, who was unprepared, was immediately sucked into the whirlpool. He felt like the world was spinning in front of him, and the surrounding scenery was rapidly moving backwards.

Come again?

Ai Hui, who had experienced it once, only had time to curse in his heart, but half of the fear in his heart was gone. He was a little curious, what kind of scene would the Demon God Stone Statue show him this time?

Time flies by and the earth recedes.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Ai Hui saw the Demon God.

The demon was floating in the sky above a valley, staring into the distance. Ai Hui couldn't help but look into the distance. The blurry scene in the distance immediately became clear.

I saw countless sword lights across the sky, and terrifyingly thick lightning bolts, like strange silver snakes leaning down from the sky. The flames from the ground soared into the sky and collided with the silver lightning. The splashing fire dyed the sky red like flying red cherry blossoms.

The dazzling light brought by the flying swords was like sword marks, dismembering the sky into pieces.

The huge Dharmakaya summoned by ancient meditation has its feet on the earth and its hands on the sky. Sanskrit words are circulating, the sound of sutras is ethereal, and flowers are falling from the sky.

Ai Hui was stunned and his heart was shaking.

He had never seen such a heroic scene. The sun in the sky was eclipsed, the undulating mountains on the ground were broken, there were sword marks everywhere that stretched for hundreds of miles, the sea was boiling, and the fire was boundless.

This is...a battle between ancient cultivators?

Ai Hui lost his mind over it.

When he first saw Zhenshen Peak, he felt that it was already the most powerful war weapon in the world. But the majestic Zhenshen Peak, placed on this battlefield, is as insignificant as a mote of dust.

It turns out that the description in the Sword Code is true...

Ai Hui felt such emotion in his heart.

When Ai Hui discovered that the demon's shock and confusion were exactly the same as his own, he gradually calmed down.

At the end of the battle, the battlefield was in pieces, but the Demon God had gained a lot from the battlefield, including fragments of magic weapons, magic formulas, etc.

The Demon God has not left the valley, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he is preparing to leave the valley.

But just when his strength was at its peak, he suddenly felt something in his heart. The way of heaven began to collapse and his spiritual power was declining. He discovered that the collapse of Heavenly Dao could not be stopped, and the spiritual power would eventually dissipate.

During the long years, he sat in the valley and thought about it night after night.

The way he formed was very unique, completely different from traditional cultivators, which allowed him to find a glimmer of hope in the collapsed heaven.

A glimmer of hope, in the distant future.

But for a life as long as his, waiting for thousands of years is not unacceptable. He condensed all his essence, blood and soul thoughts into ten drops of true divine blood, which were also ten seeds.

It was noon when the ten seeds were formed. The sun was shining brightly, but the sky suddenly darkened. Only the sun in the sky was dim, like a candle in the wind.

Ten drops of divine blood carried his wish for recovery and were sprinkled by him to every corner of the world.

And his body turned into a stone statue.

Only then did Ai Hui suddenly realize and completely understand the origin of the golden droplets!

It’s actually the real divine blood!

Ai Hui suddenly thought of the blood of gods, and some doubts arose in his heart. Could it be that the origin of the blood of gods was also related to the blood of the demon god?

Okay, I thought too much.

It has been more than a thousand years since we entered the Yuanli Era. God knows if the Demon God is a thing from the Cultivation Era and still has some power left!

etc!

Ai Hui suddenly thought that the bandage seemed to be able to restrain the blood poison and swallow it.

This...can't be a coincidence, right?

Ai Hui felt a little uncertain in his heart. At this moment, the world was spinning, and he seemed to be sucked into a whirlpool, with the light around him constantly sweeping backwards.

Ai Hui stabilized his body, opened his eyes, and the surrounding scenery returned to normal. He was shocked to find that he was standing on the same spot, not moving a step.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the demon stone statue.

He froze.

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