my teacher

After practicing, Ran tried hard to return to his original universe from another time and space, but he couldn't find the blue planet. Instead, he unexpectedly came to an empty and deserted place, but it was about to change like the earth.

He is different from Cang who has been growing naturally by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth from the beginning of consciousness, but a large part of his ability is acquired through hard training.

Because he didn't have Cang's innate good tree genes, he was just a tree that happened to survive under Cang's handy protection.

Over the years, Cang has taken good care of him and protected him very well.

Although he has been taking care of Cang's life and food in the later stage, Cang has done the most.

I never gave up looking for the planet I was familiar with, the tree I loved so much, but I didn't become decadent because of the momentary frustration.

He regained his strength, and with strong perseverance and firm belief in his lover, he built a brand new world. With enough foundation and strength, it would be easier to find him.

Here, other lives began to exist.

Here, he named it Coleman.

Compared with Qiran's life of constant forging ahead, Cang's life is particularly difficult.

His spiritual power was almost wiped out by the earth. The ushering of a new era, the evolution of the race, picking, logging, food, clothing, housing and transportation all cannot do without his provision and nurturing.

He was very tired, but he couldn't stop the earth from moving forward.

He worked hard every minute and every second, which made Cang, who had been comfortably served and raised all over lazy, very uncomfortable.

Without delicious and varied meals, without understanding gentle words and caring care, Cang once again resumed a lonely and boring life, and every day was exhausting.

"Really, I miss him so much..." Cang sat on the tree trunk with a pale face.

Watching the gradual formation of the Six Realms, the human race began to be dissatisfied with the natural tree holes. The backwardness of the Stone Age has continuously discovered the beauty of nature, and flexibly squeezed every inch of flowers, plants and trees...

For the earth, the continuous evolution of the race is a good thing, but with other creatures, he is still very lonely.

Well, how are you?

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Day after day, year after year, such words are very cruel to two people who are far apart.

They look up at the same starry sky every day, they are also lonely, their eyes start to become empty, one is constantly working hard, and the other is constantly losing vitality.

"I can't hold on anymore." Cang spat out white blood again.

The evolution of the world is far faster and more cruel than he imagined. Now he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and those races who are not satisfied with the status quo have already set their greedy eyes on him.

Even if it loses its pure spiritual power, the powerful soul of the Tree of Origin of the World is enough to make any race that desires to develop a certain status covet it.

Cang felt pain in his heart, at this moment he just wanted to say... Fortunately, Ran was sent away in time.

Gently and gracefully wiping off the white overflowing from the corners of his lips, Cang stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and calmly confronted the few Shuras who were clearly harboring malicious intentions.

Even if his energy is exhausted, his aura is still too powerful to be ignored.

This is the last dignity of the tree, meager but inviolable.

"Boss, boss...can we really eat him? He is the one who gave birth to this world!" One Shura swallowed, and asked uncertainly.

The man in front of him was not beautiful, but his temperament was so ethereal that it made people unconsciously intoxicated.

In the eyes of that Shura boss, there was only that beautiful figure left.

"I want him."

Cang's lazy gaze suddenly became sharp because of his arrogant words.

"You will pay for your words."

Of course, the price he paid was equally painful.

Relying on the last force of nature, he wiped out most of the Asura clan and smashed them into pieces. In the end, half of his soul was devoured by a young but ambitious Shura who took advantage of the chaos.

Half a soul is enough for him to command the entire Asura world.

Smiling faintly, looking at himself with incomplete soul, he gradually turned into an element, blending into every inch of this earth.

I can finally rest.

It's a pity that I can't wait for you to come back, of course.

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Of course, after taking care of Coleman, when he finally found the brightest and most dazzling blue planet in the sky, he was shocked to the point of stupidity by what he saw, and then went mad.

He couldn't believe that it was such a cruel parting scene when he met his beloved after many years.

He knew that Cang was still alive, scattered and existing in every corner of the world, and condensed again until he finished his training.

But how many years will it take?

Maybe a hundred years?millennium?Ten thousand years?Hundreds of millions of years...

"No -- Cang --"

You left me alone again, Cang.

Xiu, Luo, Jie... With my current ability, I can barely help Cang support the earth, but it is not enough to destroy the six realms that have just been raised and break the illusion of peace.

However, this hatred will be avenged sooner or later.

gray……

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One day in 19XX:

"Ah, I'm really sorry. I'm a ghost job in practice. I'm not proficient in my business. I'm very sorry for the trouble I caused you. Please forgive me." Yin Lingling hung up on the first day The wooden sign of the ghost messenger, what it does is particularly powerful is to capture a living person back to the underworld.

Woohoo, how can I be so obsessed, can't you tell the difference between the living and the dead?

If you haven't made any money, your wages will be deducted!

Qu Cangmang looked at the empty and dark surroundings with some confusion, "Is this... the underworld?"

"Uh, woo woo, I'm sorry, I'm sending you back right away." Lingling cried with snot and tears, and summoned his mount to give to Qu Cangmang, almost burning incense to sacrifice this human being. up.

No one wants to travel to the underworld before they die.

"and many more."

This heavy voice made the intern ghost errand Lingling Juhua tense, and turned his head nervously. After all, it was the magic horse wind that brought the two great gods of black and white impermanence here!

"Master Black, Lord Bai."

"You can leave now."

"But people stay."

One is black and the other is white, one is smiling gently, and the other is cold and gloomy.

Qu Cangmang stood on the side, completely passing by.

How cruel is it to travel to the Underworld for free!

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"Thank you, adults." A female ghost in a red ancient robe thanked quietly.

"Close your eyes, and I'll take you out of here." Two years later, Qu Cangmang, who had officially become the balancer of the yin and yang worlds, completed the first soul induction in his life under the "supervision" of black and white impermanence.

There is a special force in the blood of the Qu family, which makes him grasp everything below very quickly, as if he has a golden finger.

Hei Wuchang nodded in satisfaction, "It makes sense."

Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes at him, and smiled very softly, "You are doing very well, Xiao Cang, let's go to Granny Meng's for dinner tonight."

Qu Cangmang thought for a while and said, "Recently, there are a lot of mock exams. I haven't watered the trees in the yard for several days. I need to go back first."

"Tree?"

"Well, the tree, it turned out to be just a very beautiful young sapling, but it already started bearing fruit the day before yesterday." It was red and delicious.

In a small, simple yard, a big tree full of fruits stretches its branches quietly.

Finally found you, Cang.

What the hell is the world doing to me?What do I do with the decline and destruction of the earth?

I intervened because I didn't want to watch them ruin the land you guarded... I chose to wait here only for you.

It's been 1 years, Cang.

At the same time, the young man who was watering the tree with a smile on his face said to himself, "Let's go to a teacher's college in the future and be a teacher..."

Are you old and wet?

Then he closed his eyes, and gently stroked the top of the boy's head under the tree with a branch.