In the classroom, Hongjun stood up, and the eyes of the class were all focused on Hongjun. This made Hongjun very uncomfortable, but he still had to speak.
"I have a friend who lights a spiritual fire and uses the fire as a kindling to ignite the power of lust. Use lust as fuel to ignite the flame of lust. When the flame of lust burns out, the ashes produced will extinguish the spirituality."
"His spiritual fire can remove the influence of ashes, so he can use the ashes. I tried, but I can't get through."
"My friend first integrated the ashes into his body and contaminated his body with the ashes; the spiritual fire will automatically burn the ashes in the body, and the ashes will be related to himself in the fire; in this connection, the spirituality will be rendered in the ashes, Putting a unique mark on it; my friend chose to conceive and raise a fan. Based on the spirituality of the body and its own feathers, the breath of the birth of the fan has spiritual characteristics, making the fan grow like a plant. Half life."
At the end, Hongjun beamed with joy. Qingyu Fan might be Qingyu's life. When he returned to the dead lake, he did not find the shadow of Suzaku. Suzaku was not injured in the explosion, and even if he was injured, he would not die. , Qingyu can only meet the clan.
Qingyu's flame can protect Qingyu from the side effects of ashes. Instead, he grows a plant-like root system on the Qingyu fan and grows himself. Qingyu's spirituality will not die out so easily.
After hearing Hongjun's words, He Chang was attracted by Hongjun's description, and immediately took action. A group of colorful auspicious cloud-like emotional material was grabbed by He Chang from the void, and the orange flame burned. When he saw Hongjun The smile was ignored.
After a while, ashes continued to fall from the flames and were collected by He Chang in the palm of his hand.
Burning silently, ashes about the same size as a rice bowl appeared in the palm of He Chang, appearing in front of all the bloodline people.
The ashes in He Chang's palm automatically stuck to He Chang's body without any wind, and blended into He Chang's body.
In He Chang's spirituality, after seeing the world integrated into the ashes, he could not see clearly through a layer of veil, could not touch his desires, and the power movement in his body was stagnant.
He Chang said to go out and let the students study by themselves and went straight to Liu Qing's place.
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The sound of mourning sounded in the sky above the Bird Clan, attracting the attention of countless birds. The Suzaku flew back from afar and brought back a blue egg. The breath was something they had never seen before. The breath was as weak as a dead egg.
The passing birds made way for a passage, and the Suzaku flew headlong towards Huang, not even paying attention to the greetings from some of the bird tribe.
Huang felt the aura of Suzaku, and there was another person who was so weak that he almost lost his aura. That was Qingyu's aura. Huang's eyes were fixed in the direction of Suzaku.
Suzaku saw the phoenix on the sycamore tree, and the sadness in his heart could no longer be suppressed. The Nanmingli fire immediately started burning. The movement attracted the guards, and a high-pitched bird song resounded throughout the clan.
Huang didn't say anything, but looked at the egg on Suzaku's back, while chatting with Wutong. The branches of Wutong were like vines, holding up the egg on Suzaku's back. The egg stood in the air, and the branches pulled the egg to the nest in the tree.
The vitality of the egg is like a candle in the wind, extinguished at any time, but there is some power supporting Qingyu's spiritual fire, and the sycamore tree feels a familiar smell.
On the sycamore tree, the red bird and the phoenix stood together.
A firebird flew out from the trunk of the sycamore tree, and the three of them stood face to face. The firebird looked at Huang.
"The breath of ash, there is the breath of ash on Qingyu, this may be the only way to save him!"
Huang listened to Wutong's words. Suzaku looked at Huang with a hopeful look on his face, and Huang nodded heavily.
The firebird opened its mouth, and a pile of ashes appeared from the firebird's mouth. Although the ashes might be useful, the three of them looked at the ashes and eggs and didn't know how to start for a while.
Firebird could only look at Huang, hoping that Huang would come up with an idea. Huang looked at the two people who were looking at him, and Huang made a move.
The phoenix waved its wings, and the ashes were blown up like a small whirlwind. The whirlwind was like a top, spinning in place, and the phoenix's spiritual fire burned under the egg.
In the wind and fire, the egg glowed green, and a light spot appeared from the egg.
The ashes were burned red, and the red ashes were connected with each other. The light of the light spot became more and more intense and began to grow larger.
The green feather fan came out of the egg, suspended above the egg, and established contact with the red ashes. The vitality in the egg immediately appeared, and it had the potential to start a prairie fire.
The eggshell keeps changing colors, and the green feather fan leaves change with the change of the egg. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple keep changing. The most stable one is the red of fire, the green of trees, the white of metal, the black of water, and the color of earth. yellow.
The eggshell made a knocking sound, and the three of them watched the changes in the egg nervously, and the time felt like it had become longer.
Until a young bird's beak pecked a small opening in the eggshell, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The divine pattern representing the perfection of bloodline emerged from the dimensional space, making the hearts of the three tightened again.
The bloodline divine pattern appeared, and the baby bird hatched completely in the five-color stream of light. It looked at the bloodline divine pattern on its head with ignorant eyes, and was very curious to peck the divine pattern with its beak, and the beak was seen through the divine pattern.
The five-color fan on the divine pattern turned into a point of light and merged into the tail of the young bird. The five-color streamer disappeared as if nothing had happened.
"Reborn, but not fully reborn."
"Spirituality is still the original spirituality, but the soul is like a blank sheet of paper."
"Then it's called Kong Xuan. This is a new beginning."
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After Han Yishi walked three stops, Han Yishi's mind became lighter and he looked in the direction of the Peak of Supporting the Sky. At this time, the sun was setting in the west.
In the same color of Tianshan Mountain, Han Yishi saw the moment when light and darkness alternated, and a spirit emerged from Han Yishi's shadow.
When spirituality appeared, the scene of Han Yishi opening up the world appeared; the scene of Han Yishi's spirituality separated from the body; the scene of the transformation of living beings...
"The spirituality of heaven and earth." The name of this spirituality came naturally from Han Yishi's mouth.
The spiritual images of heaven and earth changed in the light and darkness, first the head, the body, and then the limbs. A man eight-cent like Han Yishi appeared.
The three souls and seven souls inside also appeared at the moment the body was formed, with a calm expression, looking at Han Yishi with fear, but also with a sense of fairness.
"Hello! Creator!"
"Two sides are one, one body is two sides! Check and balance between heaven and earth!"
"There are two sides to life. When the creator is looking for his own body, that is when selfish thoughts are at their heaviest. The world is a world of worlds. You create the world, but you cannot become the destroyer."
The spirit of heaven and earth walked down from the air step by step and stood on the earth with Han Yishi. The two looked at each other face to face.
Han Yishi felt the spirituality of heaven and earth. The Tao of heaven and earth constituted three souls: the soul of heaven was the Tao of heaven, the soul of earth was the Tao of earth, and the human soul was the Tao of humanity.
"Creator, there is a great secret of world destruction in your body. You can't look for it, at least not now."
"I have my transcendent secret in my body and I have to go."
"That's why I'll go!"
The spirit of heaven and earth merged into heaven and earth, and the three realms disappeared into heaven and earth. When Han Yishi destroyed the world, it was the time when the two fought.
After the spirit of heaven and earth merges into heaven and earth, invisible roots fall down from the ashes between heaven and earth and take root.
Han Yishi watched as the invisible roots of heaven and earth stretched out from the void and spread into the ashes. This was a higher-dimensional existence that other creatures could not discover unless they reached the realm.
Han Yishi looked carefully and realized that this was the back-up plan of the spirit of heaven and earth. It could be reborn here unless the world was destroyed and there was no source of ashes.
"Human beings have two sides. Some spirits of heaven and earth restrict you. Even if you take the wrong path, you will still have a chance to make amends." Han Yishi thought this way.
Han Yishi looked at the insects flying into the distance, and Guan Hui had a spiritual awakening.
