None of the people in "Xi" have truly reached the point of death, but their personal special abilities are enough to make up for this weakness.
Wangxiang stood by the mirror wall, staring coldly at Fang Tianmu. Fang Tianmu was sitting cross-legged far away. Wangxiang was not in his eyes. The breath of lifelessness was rising in his body, and he was still making breakthroughs.
Kite walked up to Wangxiang and persuaded: "Xiang, are you okay?" Wangxiang remained silent. Kite knew what he was thinking and said, "I will practice with you and start from the beginning." Wangxiang rejected her and said : "I want to say goodbye to you."
"Oh? Where are you going?"
"I want to practice by myself for a while."
"In the age area?"
"No, I want to go back."
"I'll accompany you."
"No." Wangxiang turned to face Kite and warned him every word: "Take care and don't run around. I'll be back soon."
"Hey!" As soon as Kite said, Wangxiang disappeared and did not say hello to Yan Jiang or the others. Kite understood that Wangxiang must have been driven into panic by Fang Tianmu. The two of them were naturally incapable of dealing with each other. They tried to fight to the death several times but were stopped by their partners. Fang Tianmu's strength was no longer what it used to be. Wangxiang's The pressure can be imagined.
Yan Jiang came over and inquired for a while, and then said to Kite: "Wangxiang is not a mortal, he will be fine. With his talent and ability, it is really not appropriate to practice with us, so let him do it freely."
"Okay..." Yan Jiang replied
Everyone in "Xi" said: "We need to quickly improve our strength. Let's give up other techniques and continue to evolve our own unique techniques." In this way, everyone separated to various places and began to practice individually.
The kite came to a place where the red soil was bare and not even grass grew. She squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, and smelled it. She found that the red soil had a sour smell. Although she was not born in a farm family, she was familiar with it. There are many things in the soil that we know. This red soil should be fertile soil, but the sour smell is strange. It should be caused by long-term infection, so that not a single seed survives on the entire land.
A palm-sized flower fairy flew out and lay on the kite's wrist. She sniffed the soil with her nose, covered her nose and backed away with a look of disgust. It moved its arms and pollen was sprinkled out, but no grass grew.
The kite thought together and sent a lot of life into the dirt, but still no grass appeared.
She changed her mind again and threw a seed into the sky. After conveying the vitality, the seed sprouted and took root in the air. In just ten breaths, it turned into a big tree. The big tree fell down with a large number of deep roots. The ground dug into the red earth.
But after a while, the big tree began to wither, and was corroded by an extremely acidic substance from top to bottom. Even if the kite continued to deliver life, it was useless, and the soul tree finally fell.
Kite lamented the power of nature, and was worried that the environment here was not suitable for his practice. He couldn't let vegetation fly in the sky all the time.
She looked in the direction of her friends, but didn't want to disturb them, so she sat on the ground and stared blankly for a long time.
Suddenly, a burst of fire hit the mirror wall, startling the kite. She turned her head and saw that Mu Ziyun was not visible, but she saw a large area of soul flame provoking her.
Kite frowned and strode to the wall. After four or five breaths, he saw Mu Ziyun and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!" But Mu Ziyun couldn't hear what she said and didn't turn around. Raising his hand, the flames turned around, rolling like the wind. As soon as he dropped his hand, the flames penetrated the ground. The loess was melted and turned into molten lava. The molten lava was the new form of the flame, still sticking to the ground. Climbing up the mirror wall, he struck a provocative pose.
"Why are you showing off! You bastard Mu Mu!" Kite slapped the wall, but Mu Ziyun ignored her at all. Mu Ziyun snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the molten lava gathered into a river like water, swimming lightly in the air. Another snap of his fingers, and the river of molten lava turned into countless sparks with a snap, and the sparks scattered At that time, three and two gathered together and turned into tiny particles.
"Dandelion" flew into the distance. The flame is constantly changing its shape in the virtual reality. This is the highest level of control.
While the soul fire is being controlled, it is still accepting new things and evolving. In the blink of an eye, a big tree made of flames appeared. It was exactly like a real tree. Even the bark had old lines, flaming roots, flaming leaves, and a flaming trunk. When the wind blew, the leaves rustled. No matter who looks at it, they would never imagine that it is a burning flame.
"It's... really awesome." Although Kite was annoyed, he had to admit that Mu Ziyun's current level was so high.
On the yellow earth under the fiery red tree, fiery lines were drilled out. They rose slowly and appeared at the same time.
"Branched", but the lines of each fire wire are different. They weave their own patterns, like lines drawn with a ruler.
Kite asked faintly: "Is this still a flame?" No matter what, the posture of this fire was too different from the fire in the world. Kite couldn't feel the heat of the fire, so it felt more and more that it was not fire.
"How could he make fire evolve into something other than fire?" As soon as he finished speaking, the fiery red tree suddenly dispersed and scattered on every forked fire line. In an instant, a fire field appeared on the yellow land. This scene was extremely resembling. When they first arrived in Tianshan, they saw the white plains on Tianshan Mountains. The breeze blew, the fire fields rustled, and Mu Ziyun’s hands moved the pieces.
"Fire Leaf". After a snap of the fingers, everything was restored, like a fine meticulous painting suddenly smeared with colored ink to achieve abstraction. Everything turned into their original appearance and merged into one. It was a thin wisp of fire, flying slowly. Returning to Mu Ziyun's hand, Mu Ziyun turned his head and glanced at the kite, and then stopped looking at it.
"What did he want to tell me?" Kite realized that Mu Ziyun was not showing off his abilities to him, but didn't understand what he meant.
The little flower fairy knocked the kite on the face, and the kite looked at it. The flower fairy sprinkled pollen on the red soil. The kite shook its head and said, "It's useless, the soil is sour." But the flower fairy got right into it. In the soil.
The kite was frightened and quickly dug out the flower fairy. The flower fairy was sore all over and fainted from being choked. She lay helplessly in the palm of the kite's hand, but she still raised her hand. A tree of hair grew out of her palm as big as a sesame seed. The thin buds turned out to be sour and mutated, but after a few breaths, they still withered.
The strange appearance of the vegetation deeply shocked Kite's heart. She suddenly thought of the fiery red tree created by Mu Ziyun. That was a tree, but it was created with flames. If the soil was sour, it would not grow. If vegetation doesn’t come out, why can’t it be the vegetation that changes instead of the soil?
The idea of the kite suddenly jumped out of the limitations of the rules. Grass and trees do not have to be planted in the soil, and they do not have to look like grass and trees. It can also be fire, water, or everything in the world, as long as it is essentially wood. .
The kite thought together, and a seed sprouted in her hands. Her thoughts were passed on to the soul in the grass, and the two were in harmony. Suddenly, the grass no longer looked like grass. It grew wings, but it still couldn't fly. , and turned into the appearance of a bamboo dragonfly. When the bamboo leaves rotated, the vegetation really flew into the sky, and the kite technique completed its evolution at this moment.
Kite turned to look at Mu Ziyun, but her grateful gaze was not seen by Mu Ziyun who was walking away.
