Waste wood knows everything

Xiaoha is obviously full of interest in the cute and happy "hidden weapon". He buried his head and began to rummage through the pile of things. It's a pity that there is only one bottle of Coke that successfully smuggled into another world.

After searching for nothing, the forgetful child quickly forgot about Coke. He felt that Siran knew what these things were, so from time to time he found something that looked strange to him, fart Dianpidian ran over to ask.

Fortunately, he only asked what it was, not why Siran knew it.

Most of the people Siran has met so far are very concerned about the privacy of others, unless they are not friendly themselves, otherwise they will not ask questions about personal secrets.

Maybe it's because, in this realm of comprehension, a person's secret is often linked to his life.

The people brought by Yinhua were all seriously perceiving the smell of pollution, and Xiao Ha didn't make trouble, but fiddled with the things they checked.

"What is this?" Xiaoha ran over with a stick.

This is a massage stick with a cute shape, not that realistic style, the whole body is pink, and it looks cheap, which is probably the reason why no one thinks of its real purpose.

Xiaoha accidentally pinched the switch. After crossing the world, this thing still had electricity, buzzing and vibrating.

Siran: "..."

Siran didn't really want to answer this question.

Xiao Ha asked, "What is this?"

Children are always stubborn and have to ask for a result.

Facing Xiao Ha's big pure blue eyes and the eyes looking at the massage stick, which must be a hidden weapon, Si Ran felt that it was really difficult for him.

Looking at each other, after a suffocating silence, Siran said, "This is a scarifier."

Xiaoha read it over again: "Soil loosener? What do you mean?"

"It is used to loosen the soil and make the plants grow better," Siran tried to sound more convincing, "Look at its high vibration frequency, when it is inserted into the soil, it can quickly dislodge the hardened soil." smash."

"Is that so?"

Holding the massage stick, Xiaoha suddenly realized, squatted down and poked at the pit on the ground that was kicked out by the violent lop-eared rabbit. Every time he poked, it seemed to poke into Siran's eyes.

Can not bear to look.

Fortunately, Xiaoha quickly lost interest in this thing, ran back to pick it up a few times, and ran over with a bag of pink things: "What is this?"

Siran's brain hurts reflexively when he hears these five words.

After seeing the three large characters of Hu X Bao shining brightly on the thing in Xiaoha's hand, the pain in the head turned into a pain in the brain.

Xiao Ha is indeed a pup, even in human form, his nails are extraordinarily sharp, and he scratched open the soft outer packaging casually, revealing small white pieces inside.

Seeing Xiao Ha's spirit of inquiry, eager to tear apart the small pieces, he was still asking, "What is this?"

Siran felt that his whole face was a little stiff: "This is... a little angel."

There are angels once in the mortal world, which means the messenger of the Son of Heaven. Of course, it does not have the same meaning as the angel in Siran's mouth.

Xiaoha was full of doubts: "Ah? Why?"

Siran felt that his heart was really tired: "...Because it has wings."

Xiaoha: "...?"

After Yinhua finally checked all the objects, Siran was exhausted by the child's questioning.

As for the culprit, Xiao Ha, the moment he saw Yin Hua frowning, he was so obedient, he tucked his tail and drooped his ears eagerly trying to get close to him, but when he failed, he squatted not far away, looking at the two from time to time. Eye.

After some inspection, the source of the pollution was never found.

Yin Hua straightened her long legs, rubbed her chin, and listened to the report of her subordinates, pondered for a moment, her eyes flashed, and she took out the whistle hanging around her neck and blew it.

call out--

After a few short whistlings, a group of gray-haired wolves rushed over from all directions, and lined up in several groups in front of the hidden screen, each with eyes like dogs, almost wagging their tails.

Yin Hua mercilessly reached out and pushed a wolf's forehead away, his eyes were like patrolling the territory: "Where's the little egg?"

Xiaoha, who was squatting beside him, shivered subconsciously.

"Your business will be settled later," Yin Hua accurately captured Xiao Ha's guilty conscience, "Dare to snatch my beloved little white wolf's brand, it's really an improvement."

Xiaoha pursed her mouth and muttered a few words, but did not refute.

It seems that when he is really in wolf form, his brain is not good. He thinks that other wolves have them, and he wants them too.

Not seeing the little white wolf, Yinhua blew a few more short whistles.

There was a rustle behind a certain small mound, and a white wolf's paw slowly stepped out, and the little white wolf ran towards Yin Hua briskly.

With snow-white hair, he is indeed Yin Hua's most beloved little white wolf.

If not for that Elizabeth circle around the neck.

The little white wolf is wearing an Elizabeth ring in the color of the Northeast flower jacket. The whole wolf looks very proud, with small steps, it is almost tap-dancing, and the neck is stretched hard, making the Elizabeth ring more obvious.

The moment the little white wolf appeared, several subordinates said one after another: "I found it!"

The source of the pollution they have been looking for turned out to be this strange thing that was secretly taken away by the little white wolf and put on.

I really don't know how its chubby forehead got into this circle.

The atmosphere was extremely dull for a while.

Yin Hua's eyes were full of pain, she never thought that the culprit was her favorite little white wolf.

She grabbed the little white wolf by its ears and pulled it towards him, and was about to remove the Elizabeth circle, but the little white wolf struggled desperately, refusing to let her take it, vowing to defend his circle to the death.

Yin Hua took a deep breath, and asked a subordinate who was based on the wolf tribe next to him: "What is it howling?"

The little white wolf raised his head and whined a few more times.

The subordinate whispered: "It said, wearing this collar, it is the most beautiful cub in the wolf pack."

Hidden Painting: "..."

Yin Hua smiled, but no matter how you look at the smile, the little white wolf keenly sensed that something was wrong, so he whined twice and turned his head to run away, but was dragged back by Yin Hua holding the circle of Elizabeth. Being ripped off in an instant, she pressed the back of the little white wolf's neck, and patted its fleshy butt angrily a few times.

The howling of the little white wolf was particularly miserable, and he didn't know if it was because he was beaten, or because he was taken from the circle of the most beautiful cub.

"I like this circle so much?" Siran stepped forward and tried to give some comfort, "Actually, this circle is often used to prevent animals from licking their wounds after being neutered... Oh, neutering means eunuching, you Do you still want to wear it?"

All the men present with animal ears on their heads felt chills in their crotches.

Siran looked at the little white wolf kindly: "Do you still want to wear it?"

Little White Wolf: "..."

The little white wolf fled tremblingly.

The source of the pollution has been found, and the matter of the rift has been solved for a small part.

The next step is to remove the pollution at the source, and then find a way to seal the gap. Yinhua originally wanted these things to come and go, and throw them back directly.

But I don't know if it's because I'm disgusted with the things I spit out, and I can't live or die if I want to stuff this Elizabeth circle into the crack that I can throw things in.

"It's normal," Siran said quietly, "Who wants to eat what they spit out?"

Everyone: "..."

A man with red animal ears on his head said: "Just give him a fire, burn it clean, I don't believe this thing—"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Hua gave him an annoyed nod: "Burn, burn, burn to ashes. If the power is still there, it will disperse when the wind blows away. If you have the ability, give me a little bit of it!" Hui back?"

The man shrank his neck, and before he could answer the words, he felt something squeezed between him and Yin Hua.

Looking down, Xiao Ha puffed his face and stretched out his round hands, angrily trying to separate the man from Yin Hua.

The man let out a "hey" and grabbed Xiaoha by the back collar, trying to take the brat aside. Xiaoha's feet were hanging in the air, and he waved his teeth and claws indiscriminately. , don't make trouble.

Just when the crowd was rushing out bad ideas, a clear voice came in.

Siran read the method of absorbing the power of chaos given by the treasure book three times, and after confirming that his memory was solid, he said, "Why don't you let me try it?"

Yin Hua raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh? You can... ah, it's just that the essence of this power is completely different from spiritual power. Although the human race is not deeply affected by it, it will inevitably be dangerous if you touch it rashly..."

Yin Hua didn't mean to belittle him, it was just out of pure prejudice against his cultivation.

The realm of self-cultivation respects strength, but it is only a period of refining Qi. It can be seen that flowers are five spirit roots. The Lord's full reception treatment.

Si Ran smiled slightly.

He stretched out his fingertips and dabbed lightly on the colorful Elizabeth circle, and the power of chaos entangled on it was twisted off.

This power is suspended in Siran's fingertips. Although it is invisible, everyone can clearly feel its existence.

The man carrying Xiaoha and the Xiaoha who was being carried both looked over subconsciously. The man's eyes widened and he blurted out: "How is it possible—"

It is not that Dust Deep Valley has not studied this power.

In the world of comprehension, aura is the basis for all living beings to practice, even monster aura or demonic aura is derived from aura, but the strange power that appeared this time is extremely domineering in nature, and it is very different from aura. It makes it impossible to start.

The emergence of new power always means the coexistence of danger and opportunity. However, He Chenyougu has been studying for several months, but has no clue. He only knows that creatures will absorb this power unconsciously, but they are extremely susceptible to it. As for further understanding , For example, how to control this power, I don't know anything at all.

They cannot even separate the forces carried by the object.

However, at this time, there was a person who lightly picked a little bit of this power on his fingertips, like picking a wisp of dust, understatement.

To them, this scene is like people in the modern world picking up a ray of flame with their fingertips and floating on it.

Bizarre and dangerous.

"You..." Yin Hua opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was a bit difficult, "How did you do it..."

Siran stared at the power of chaos on his fingertips, and tentatively absorbed a little: "This power, called the power of chaos, itself exists outside the world. These objects come from another small world. There were some accidental contaminations along the way."

The little bit of strength from the fingertips was quickly absorbed.

The power of chaos and aura are completely different when absorbed. If I really want to describe it, aura is like a fruit, sweet, and it will be digested quickly after eating. The power of chaos is like a large piece of barbecue. It is very fragrant and delicious. Addictive, not digested as fast as fruit.

Thinking about it, Siran swallowed silently.

I want to eat the meat of the red-winged golden-tailed bird. I don’t know if Liu Sirui’s bird-raising business can be carried out again...

"The power of chaos?" Yin Hua frowned and pondered, she seemed to have heard this kind of saying somewhere, but she didn't have a clue when she thought about it.

She let go of her doubts about this power for the time being, but soon another bigger doubt occupied her heart.

An ordinary Qi-refining monk... how on earth did he know these secret knowledge, and also be able to touch this strange power?

Could it be that she has been in the world of comprehension for so many years, and there is still a day when she is mistaken?

Various thoughts were flying in Yin Hua's mind, but she quickly adjusted her emotions, her expression didn't show much abnormality, and she said with a little surprise: "I didn't expect such a magical existence to exist in this world."

Siran rubbed his chin: "Then do you still want this power of chaos? Don't want me to eat it... I absorbed it?"

This power is really a good thing. After absorbing it, his whole body feels warm. If he hadn't been thinking about the big lump left, he would want to fall asleep now.

The aura in the body didn't change much, but Bao Shu also said that it would take time to digest this power.

Hidden Painting: "..."

It is difficult for Yin Hua to describe his inner feelings at this moment: "Thank you very much."

Do you still want... Do they dare to ask for this power?

Hearing this, Siran rolled his eyes.

The people in Dust Valley are actually quite friendly.

He had heard before that in this world of comprehension, murders and robbing are common occurrences, and everyone is innocent and guilty. He thought that Dust Valley would ask him more knowledge about this power, or directly ask him how to absorb and use the power of chaos. However, they didn't expect that they didn't say much, they just wanted to solve the current problem.

Siran took two steps forward, pinched the edge of Elizabeth's circle with his fingers, and slightly closed his eyes.

Like a gust of wind blowing, the strange power that has been lingering around this object is gently stripped away, like a stream flowing into the ocean, flowing into Siran's body along the joints of fingers.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, behind the treasure book suspended in mid-air, a phantom of a larger book slowly emerged.

Siran let go of his hand.

The Elizabeth ring fell to the ground with a click, but no one cared.

Inexplicably, an extremely strange feeling emerged in everyone's heart.

The slender young man in front of him was clearly standing there, but for a moment, everyone felt that he was standing in an extremely distant place, as if in the sky, as if in an unreachable upper realm, looking down at them calmly.

But in fact, Siran just closed his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes cast a small shadow, maybe it was an illusion, a ray of golden light flashed past the corner of his eyes.

The sunlight coming in from the gaps in the canopy shone on his face, and in a trance, it seemed that there were tiny golden particles circulating around him.

Yun Mo, who had been staring at Siran closely, had a serious look in his eyes.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

Countless golden particles were pulled out from Siran's body, like a grand rain of flowers, gorgeous golden light spots gathered into threads, each golden thread surrounded him, and each thread condensed Strange power, countless golden threads intertwined, slowly forming a... cocoon.

A huge golden cocoon stayed in place.

Until then, the strange feeling lingering in my heart disappeared.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the big cocoon not far away, Yinhua's face twitched slightly, and he murmured: "What the hell is this?"

She suddenly turned her head to look at Yun Mo, and said in shock, "Does he have the blood of a moth?"

Yun Mo at the side: "..."

"Move him to a safe place first," Yun Mo managed to stabilize his expression by relying on his good attitude of not being alarmed in the face of any danger for many years, "...make plans later."

Little Moth Siran felt very good at this time.

The strength in the body is extraordinarily abundant, as if drinking Shiquan Dabu soup, the whole body is extraordinarily comfortable, and there is even a feeling that you can fly into the sky by kicking your legs.

The spiritual roots of the five elements are running like crazy, and the spiritual power in the body is rising steadily. The eighth, ninth, and tenth layers of Qi Refining... There are almost no obstacles between each layer. As long as the spiritual power arrives, the breakthrough will be as smooth as a matter of course.

click-

An extremely slight crisp sound rang in my ears, Siran's sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, the phantom of the huge book disappeared at the touch, and the spiritual power in the body was several times faster than before after a very slight pause. The speed quickly flowed to the meridians of the whole body.

The barrier between Qi refining and foundation building was broken.

Building the foundation is the beginning of cultivation. Qi refining can only be regarded as a simple preliminary preparation. Anyone with spiritual roots can step into Qi refining, but the Qi is not stable and may dissipate at any time.

Only by building a foundation can one stabilize one's cultivation and step into a higher level of existence.

Siran slowly opened his eyes.

After the initial blankness dissipated, the emotion in his eyes was quickly replaced by joy, and he kept poking at the treasure book in his mind: "Shuer Shuer Shuer! I have established a foundation! There is no farewell!"

However, Baoshu slowly typed out a line of calm black characters: 【You finally woke up. 】

Siran: "Huh? Has it taken me a long time for this breakthrough?"

He was in the previous mushroom house at the moment, and he was probably moved here. Seeing that it was still bright outside the window, he thought it was only a few hours later.

The treasure book marked a line of bright red characters: [500 years. 】

Siran: "...?"

Baoshu: [You finally woke up, look at the Mushroom House, it is not the original Mushroom House, it is the grandson of the Mushroom House, the Mushroom Mushroom House. 】

Siran: "..."

Baoshu: [Oh, do you still remember Xiaoha?He is already a big man now, alas, time flies, time waits for no one. 】

With a blank face, Siran murmured: "Then, that Yunmo—"

The lifespan of the Golden Core Stage is only three hundred years...No, with Yun Mo's talent, he must have already advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage or even the Out-of-body stage...But the world is unpredictable, the cultivation world is so dangerous, it has been 500 years ——

The door was pushed open.

Turning his head to see, Yun Mo was still dressed in black and walked in with a blank expression on his face.

...It's been 500 years, but Yun Mo's taste still hasn't changed.

The first thought that came to Siran's mind was actually this.

But soon he rushed over with a face full of rejoicing, staggered and almost fell directly on Yun Mo, and after stabilizing his body, he was very moved: "That's great! You're still alive!"

Yun Mo: "..."

Yun Mo: "...?"

The extremely rare emotion of doubt remained on Yun Mo's face for a long time.

At this time, Baoshu began to refresh the screen: [Hahahahaha——]

The book with a black cover in Sea of ​​Consciousness flapped its pages, shaking back and forth: [You really believe it hahahaha——]

Siran: "..."

Siran's face became stiff.

If Baoshu were a person, he would have laughed cramp by this time: [You really don't feel anything wrong hahaha. 】

Treasure book: [It's only been three days, three days, it takes 500 years for anyone to break through the foundation establishment, you think you are a hairy monkey under the rocky mountain hahaha - the lifespan of the foundation establishment period does not even have 500 years, okay - Why are you so cute hahaha! 】

Siran silently closed his eyes.

He almost couldn't recognize the word "ha".

Yun Mo gave the final blow, and he asked earnestly, "What happened?"

"It's nothing..." Every word seemed to be squeezed out of Siran's throat, "The family is unlucky."

Yun Mo: "...?"

Seeing Siran's painful expression of wanting to bury himself in the soil, Yun Mo thoughtfully didn't ask any further questions, but said: "After you absorbed that power, a cocoon appeared on the spot, and it took almost three days to dissipate... How do you feel now?"

"Very good, the foundation is established, happy, very happy," Siran's tone could not hear any joy of successful foundation establishment, he reacted extremely slowly, "cocoon? What cocoon?"

Yun Mo briefly described the situation that day.

Siran touched his chin in doubt: "Do I still have the blood of moths?"

Yun Mo: "..."

Yun Mo said: "Perhaps it is the special feature of the power of chaos. The golden thread that weaves the cocoon also condenses this power."

Baoshu obediently took the initiative to explain: [It's almost like this. 】

"Oh," Siran said coldly in his mind, "you still dare to come out."

Treasure Book: […]

Baoshu is sincere: [I was wrong, I just wanted to... Liven up the atmosphere. 】

Siran was unmoved in the slightest, and vowed to defend the master's position with practical actions.

The news of Siran's awakening quickly spread throughout Dust Deep Valley.

During his cocooning period, the cracks did not spit out new things. After the source of the pollution dissipated, the power of chaos remaining on the remaining objects quickly dissipated. Sanity returned.

The only surprise is probably——

"Little Huh?" Siran looked up at the extremely strong and tall man in front of him, his face was full of shock, "Big Huh?"

It turns out that the cute little Ha has changed.

After suddenly turning into a cocoon, Xiao Ha also suddenly fell into a coma for some reason. His body elongated rapidly, and strong muscles grew on his fleshy arms, and soon he became a complete body. The gesture of adulthood.

Much higher than Siran.

After growing up, Xiao Ha still kept those blue eyes. Although his face was not very handsome, it also carried a unique wildness, sharp edges and corners, and was full of a tough guy. Lian Yinhua saw him When I was there, I was stunned for a long time.

"My name is Shiqi," the grown-up Xiaoha said in a deep voice, "after you absorbed the power of chaos, you also brought the power of chaos into motion in my body, so I was lucky enough to stabilize the blood and return to the original body."

The treasure book didn't even need to remind you, it just explained: [Shi Qi was originally an adult body, but because the breath in his body was too chaotic, he turned into a juvenile body to preserve his life, and his memory was also sealed. Now his breath is straightened out, The body shape was restored, and the original memory was also restored. 】

Siran glanced at it and asked, "Shi Qi?"

Shi Qi nodded: "That's right."

Siran asked: "Your name is really Shi Qi?"

Shi Qi paused, seemingly puzzled: "What's wrong with this name?"

"No, it's pretty good," Siran nodded in a trance, "I just think...it's a fate."

The author has something to say: Treasure Book: Laugh until the pages are discounted.