In the bluestone space
Yang Zhenfu sat on the Ding Ling lawn in the center, and the little fairy grass jumped into his sea of consciousness again.
Soon, the scene of the Tuyu in the distance appeared in front of us.
A small grass that is more than half a foot tall and as black as ink jade stands tall and graceful, exuding a crystal luster.
Above her head, the four feathery compound leaves have returned to their original state, now fully blooming, like bamboo dragonflies about to fly away at any moment.
Under the feet, after two years of absorption, the earth-yellow demon elixir still has its luster, but its size has shrunk slightly.
"It doesn't look any different than usual." Yang Zhen asked doubtfully: "Tonight, will Youyou really be able to transform?"
"Do you dare to believe this fairy?" Xiao Xiancao expressed dissatisfaction in the sea of consciousness.
Of course Yang Zhen would not question Yiyi's judgment. He smiled to himself and asked curiously: "Can't you just lean over and observe?"
"Of course there is no problem if I go there, but you can't!" Yiyi sneered: "Youyou is very timid, and she has always been afraid of you. If you come near, she will definitely not dare to transform."
Yang Zhen rubbed her head. It seemed that the grudge with Xiao Heicao could only be resolved after she transformed.
One person and one grass continued to observe secretly.
A quarter of an hour later, the small black grass in the field of vision suddenly trembled all over, and the amplitude became larger and larger.
The earth-yellow light of the fourth-level demon pill suddenly dimmed, as if someone had taken a strong breath, and then returned to its brightness, but it was already slightly dimmer than before.
At the same time, after taking a sip of earth spiritual energy, the little black grass began to stretch upward, half a foot, seven inches, eight inches... In just a few breaths, it stretched to a foot long.
"If it weren't for this demon pill and sister Liu Rou's ability to balance the five elements of spiritual energy in the space, and Yuyou's transformation, we would have to wait at least another three years." Yiyi sighed with emotion.
Yang Zhen was speechless. The little girl who has been with me day and night is about to take form. When will this proud little fairy grass have a human body?
While she was thinking about it, she saw the small black grass begin to rotate slowly, causing the soil under her feet to peel off.
In an instant, the shadow grass was half floating in the air. The dim light hit her body, and the shadow seemed to be just a thin line.
Soon, this thin line also disappeared.
"Did she find me?" Yang Zhen worried about what was right and what was wrong.
Yiyi squeaked, holding back her laughter and said, "You can use your spiritual consciousness to sense it."
Yang Zhen's spiritual consciousness now reaches two miles long, far exceeding the radius of space. She had not dared to use it just now because she was worried about being noticed by Xiao Heicao. When Yiyi spoke, he immediately sent his consciousness over.
However, after searching for a long time in the place where the little black grass disappeared just now, nothing was found.
Slowly, he felt something strange.
A large amount of spiritual energy is gathering at a certain point in the earth realm.
Yang Zhen quickly moved her consciousness over. This kind of long-distance exploration of spiritual consciousness makes the soul very easy to fatigue, but from another perspective, it is also a kind of tempering for the soul.
At the aura center, he finally made a discovery, vaguely feeling that there was something inside.
He was about to continue investigating when he heard Yiyi say:
"Brother, you really found it! Stop exploring, Youyou will find it."
Yang Zhen felt very proud and left her consciousness somewhere next to that point.
The spiritual energy continues to gather.
Gradually, a dark cloud appeared over Tuyu, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring inside.
Immediately afterwards, a thumb-thick thunder and lightning emerged from the dark clouds and poured towards the center point!
"Ah——" The girl's scream immediately came from the center. In the midst of the lightning and flints, a girl covered in snow and white appeared, with a look of horror on her face!
Yang Zhen was shocked. This lightning was very familiar to him, and it came from Yiyi!
"Yiyi," he said tremblingly, "What are you doing?"
"Sister Youyou is going through the heavenly tribulation," came the cheerful voice of the little fairy grass in my mind: "Spiritual beings take form to go through the heavenly tribulation!"
"But this lightning, wasn't it from you?" Yang Zhen said in surprise.
"Yes! I am the master of this space. Of course, the catastrophe is also controlled by me." Xiao Xiancao said proudly. (Note 1)
"Then please be gentle."
"Don't worry! I will control the intensity, not only to let her survive the catastrophe, but also to get the maximum benefit."
As he spoke, the lightning bolts continued one after another, leaving blood marks one after another on the girl's body. However, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, he quickly recovered as before.
The intensity of the thunder and lightning increased each time, until it was as thick as a bucket, and was mixed with dark red flames.
The girl's screams became more and more sad. As the recovery speed of spiritual energy could not keep up with the accumulation speed of scars, the appearance became more and more miserable, with blood dripping all over the body, and almost no one was intact.
At the end, his energy was as thin as a thread and he was dying.
"Yiyi," Yang Zhen couldn't bear to see it, and couldn't help but persuade: "That's enough, that's enough!"
"Brother, you are so annoying! I'm sure of it." Yiyi was very unhappy.
As a bolt of lightning slightly thicker than a bucket struck the girl, the dark clouds above gradually dispersed.
The girl lay on the ground, motionless.
"Is she okay?" Yang Zhen asked worriedly.
Yiyi's voice was a little weak: "It's okay. Ordinary spiritual grass can only transform into three thunder tribulations, but I gave her twenty-seven."
Oh my gosh! Yang Zhen was speechless. Is this okay?
"Hmph!" Yiyi seemed to read his thoughts and said proudly: "Don't look at how miserable she is now. In just half an hour, her ability to withstand thunder and lightning has almost caught up with your ten years of hard work. Li Not Powerful?"
"Also, although Youyou's physical strength is not as strong as yours, it is still at your level in the early stages of foundation building!"
"And the tolerance to flames..."
Yang Zhen was surprised and happy. In this way, Youyou's suffering was really not in vain.
"By the way, what is the approximate level of Youyou's strength? She is a third-level spiritual grass. After transforming, she won't have the cultivation level of Master Zifu, right?"
"Of course not," Yiyi explained: "Spiritual grasses are different from monsters. After the low-level spiritual grasses below the third level are transformed, their strength is similar to that of your qi-training monks. Some are stronger and some are weaker. .Youyou’s strength is already the strongest.”
"Besides, she also has her own talents, so her true strength is only higher than that of practicing Qi Perfection!"
"What talent?"
"Can't you guess it? Stupid brother."
…
In the soil realm, with the influx of a large amount of spiritual energy, the girl's scars gradually disappeared and slowly returned to their original color.
White, pale, like freshly peeled black ginseng, lacking some moisture.
Coupled with the long gray and black hair, it gives people a malnourished and unhealthy feeling.
The body is still unconscious, but the breathing is gradually calming down.
Yang Zhen walked over slowly, took out a black dress that had been prepared, and gently covered the girl's body.
I have mixed feelings in my heart, including joy, guilt, and a little bit at a loss.
From now on, should she stay in the space or let her out?
When she wakes up, ask her for her opinion!
At this moment, Youyou slowly opened her eyes and looked at the boy next to her.
Her eyes were actually gray, like a ghost in the dark night.
Yang Zhen smiled brightly at her and was about to speak when she saw the girl's face change from confused to frightened. Suddenly her body swayed and she disappeared without a trace...
Note 1: The degree of lightning tribulation controlled by Yiyi cannot exceed her own strength and space level. Therefore, Yang Zhen's future golden elixir will not be in space.
