wave!

When Wei Ding woke up from the tree hole, he looked blankly at the muddy world outside, his head stopped for a while before he remembered to think about one question - where is he?

When he was practicing in the 'Taixu Academy', every time he went out, his friends would put more than a dozen 'spirit guide cards' on him. who is it.

From the beginning of hanging the "Spirit Guide Card" and not knowing who I am, getting lost every day, to forming a habit later, it took my friend 260 years to let him engrave this habit into his bones, forming a habit without thinking An inertial action that is done automatically.

When you don't know who you are, look for a 'card'.

Wei Ding took out the "Spirit Leading Card" from his "Naxu Realm" familiarly, and slapped the black card into his forehead. The message about him entered his brain, and it was pitch black. A light bulb went 'ding' in his head, and he knew who he was and where he was.

"Amu!" Wei Ding pinched a few fingers, rubbed his fingers, and ignited a blue flame. After a while, a thick old elm tree used countless trees as its feet, resting on its toes, bumping up and down. It swayed in front of him, lowered the canopy, and said in a low voice: "Ah! Dingding, it's finally waking up!"

Wei Ding stepped out of the tree hole, raised his finger and flicked lightly, and the old elm tree flew across the sky like a meteor like a shooting star.

Wei Ding patted his head and sighed.He finally understands what it means to 'live the day like a year'.

In the past, when cultivating in the "Void Illusory Realm", the day, month, and year were things that passed in the blink of an eye for these practitioners.In this lower world, if he "transforms" once, three years will pass.

Three years!Obviously in the past, 'transformation' took three days.

On the mountain road, there was a fat woman in a neon-colored suit who ran back on tiptoes, wiped the black dirt on her face in front of Wei Ding, and laughed tremblingly, "Sure, you woke up and we Can I go out of the mountain now? I have taken root on this mountain every day, and I have only absorbed a little spiritual energy for three years. It’s too slow! Make sure, I’d better rely on you to absorb spiritual energy. This world is not suitable for cultivation at all.”

Wei Ding nodded calmly and patted his head, "Amu! Why do I vaguely remember that before this 'transformation', I seemed to have dropped something?"

The elm spirit, Amu, was startled, avoiding Wei Ding's gaze at his thick fingers, "Jie... The Lun family doesn't make it..."

"Ok?"

"Actually, you dropped a few fruits, and I gave them away!" Amuyi was threatened by Wei Ding, and he closed his eyes and told all the secrets in his heart.

"Fruit?" Wei Ding's jaw was about to drop to the ground, "I, did I bear fruit?"

"Yeah! It's the result! One, two, three... well, four fruits. When you enter the 'transformation', the fruits fall from your body, and there are three... different from us, so... So I'm sending them away."

"And another one?"

"It's buried under your feet. It needs nutrition. I don't have any extra nutrition for it, so I have to bury it in the soil, hoping to absorb some of the essence of heaven, earth, sun, moon, mountains and rivers..."

Wei Ding rubbed his dantian.It's really strange, he practiced desperately when he was in the 'Taixu', just wanting to bear the 'Natal Fruit', it took hundreds of years without any news, how could it bear fruit after spending a few years in the lower realm?

What induced him to bear fruit?Wei Ding searched the memory in his mind, but there was no clue about this at all.

After each 'transformation', some of his previous practice will be automatically forgotten. The 'Spirit Sign' will only record the things he wants to remember, irrelevant or hastily passed, and will not be engraved on the sign, and he can't read the content when he wakes up, so naturally he can't remember.

No matter what, Wei Ding first dug out a fruit buried under his feet.Looking at the black fist-sized 'Natal Fruit', he was also amazed in every possible way. It turns out that the fruit he bears is like this!

Their family only knows how to bear fruit desperately, but they don't know what is the use of bearing fruit, and most of them have never even seen what a "natal fruit" looks like.

At first glance, this fruit seems to have no spiritual power, as if it is malnourished.

Wei Ding rubbed his fingers, and a fluorescent yellow spot lit up on the tip of his index finger, gently touching the black fruit.

With a sound of 'click—', the fruit cracked open, and a white translucent membrane inside wrapped a little thing that was about to move. 'Gudu Gudu' fluctuated up and down, and it just appeared in front of him...

Author's gossip: New pits for collection! !