Stepping into the tomb of immortals formed by the fragments of the heaven, the first thing that hit you was helpless sighs.
Amidst the thousands of sighs, it seems that we can still see the helplessness and struggle that the ancient immortals and gods felt when they faced the great changes in the way of heaven.
People in the immortal way always rely on the way of heaven before they break away from the three realms and five elements and jump out of the frame.
The way of heaven has changed, and no matter how powerful the immortal is, he can only suffer from hatred in the end.
Cao Zhe ignored those glances that seemed to be separated by time and space, looking up from five hundred years ago.
Just some lingering memories that are unwilling to be completely gone.
Not to mention that it has already experienced the polishing of time and the erosion of evil, and it belongs to a mirage-like existence.
Even when these immortals were alive, Cao Zhe could hold them down with one hand, forcing them to kneel down and kowtow.
Going further, we saw a dense peach forest.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom, but the petals are ink-colored, and there is a sense of loneliness and withering beauty in the air.
The dissipated and pervasive death energy, mixed with the strong immortal energy released by the corpse of the immortal god, made these peach trees grow dense and strong, but also seemed to be decayed and skinny.
Occasionally, some peach trees also bear fruits.
The fruit is shriveled and looks like it has an ugly human face carved into it.
When hearing the sound, these fruits will turn their faces and face the direction of the footsteps, showing a weird and weird smile.
"What an ugly smile!"
"It's scary, but it's ugly. It's so ugly to me!" Cao Zhe stretched out his hand and casually peeled off the entangled aura of life and death.
Those fruits with human faces have turned into white jade, which is quite different from the appearance of ordinary flat peaches.
"The fairy peaches that grow on the bones of immortals are a bit interesting... They are considered a heterogeneous species. Let's keep them and cross them with the authentic flat peaches to see if we can breed some new varieties." Cao Zhe waved his sleeves and unceremoniously covered the entire peach forest. Pull out the light.
As for whether these peach trees contain any murderous intent, it is the first hurdle to the immortal tombs here.
Is this important?
The incomplete half-sun scattered specks of light like light rain in mid-air.
Everything in sight is embellished like a yellowed old photo, and it seems that some warmth can only be found in memory.
As you go deeper, you gradually begin to enter darkness.
And in this thick ink-like darkness, the occasional glimmer of light appears even more dazzling.
The light is always more prominent in the deepest darkness.
Many illusions began to appear in the tombs of the immortals.
In the past, the scene of the immortals flying around and having a banquet in the immortal palace began to flicker in fragments.
It's like a handful of film that has been edited in a messy manner, spinning spontaneously and messily in a lonely screening room.
The corpses of the immortals were scattered here in pieces.
It is said to be a tomb, but no one has built a tomb.
It's just that they're all buried here carelessly.
Looking at the jade-like thigh bone at his feet, Cao Zhe sighed.
"That's it! That's it!"
"Who told me to be kind?"
"Let me build a grave for you!"
As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head and picked a few peach leaves.
The peach leaf is endowed with magical power when touched by the fingertips.
When they flew down one after another, they turned into some soldiers wearing green clothes in mid-air.
The soldiers held various tools and began to dig holes everywhere. They paired up the bones they collected and buried them in each hole.
But Cao Zhe was reciting the "Lingbao Sutra", although this sutra is not really used to extradite the souls of the dead.
But when Cao Zhe recited it, it had miraculous effects.
The remnant souls of the immortal spirits that were originally full of resentment and death began to surround Cao Zhe and became softer.
They originally came to drag Cao Zhe to destruction together, but now they were 'persuaded' by Cao Zhe and no longer obsessed with destruction.
With a thought, Cao Zhe opened the small world of the flesh in his right eye.
The remaining souls of these immortal spirits were sucked into the small world of the flesh.
The small physical world that originally had only plants but no 'animals' could live in it seemed to have ushered in a special spiritual eruption.
At this time, Cao Zhe finally thought of why the small world of the flesh could not accommodate animals.
Because the rule of 'soul' is missing here.
Before plants become demons, they have no soul, so plants can survive naturally in the small world of the flesh.
But animals all have souls, and the small physical world without soul rules naturally cannot accommodate creatures with souls to enter.
Although these remnant souls of fairy spirits have long been broken, they are essentially extremely rich soul energy.
In Cao Zhe's small physical world, they gradually transformed into 'nutrients' that nourished the further development of the world.
Provided the first batch of 'souls' to this world.
Perhaps many years later, real creatures will be born in Cao Zhe's small physical world.
Once there are living beings, Cao Zhe's small physical world can accommodate living beings with souls.
Roar!
A sudden violent roar interrupted Cao Zhe's little surprise at the moment.
A monster with black hair all over its body, a tall body of more than ten meters, and a mouth full of fangs rushed out from the depths of the Immortal Tomb.
It carried extremely strong malice and looked very crazy. Its scarlet eyes were staring at Cao Zhe, and it was about to launch a ferocious attack.
Identification technique!
Evil Feng, body 3199 (continuing to grow), strength 3521 (continuing to grow), skills: poisonous Fang, evil energy impact, three stages of transformation, nine clones, Immortality (limited), root and bone one thousand three hundred and seven, understanding thirty-one (one hundred and thirty), remarks: It is crazy, but more attention should be paid.
"Jian is a top evil creature in the zombie category. It may be a certain immortal who is good at physical body. After his death, his body gradually transformed into Jian. And Jian failed to resist the invasion of evil, so he was turned into evil. Jian!" Cao Zhe looked at this monster that looked like a human but not a human, a bear but not a bear, and a lion but not a lion. He didn't feel nervous, but was thinking about something else.
"I don't know if this thing can be used as a mount."
"Although theoretically, if this world is based on Journey to the West, I should have a dragon and horse mount. But with this damn worldview, who knows what the follow-up arrangements will be."
"So, it's better to prepare one for yourself first."
"Otherwise, if I were to go west this way, it wouldn't be tiring if I walked alone... I just don't feel very qualified."
"I've always pretended to be cool by stepping on a flying sword or riding some exotic beast. That's how cool it is. If you walk out on the stage swinging your big feet, you'll lose half of your ability first." Cao Zhe said with a joke. I was thinking, but there was no delay in the movements of my hands.
With a slap of the palm, the evil beast was suppressed in place. It was difficult to move at all, and its power was overwhelming. Under Cao Zhe's palm, it was just a little bit weak.
Cao Zhe's palm is called "almost".
The name is a bit funny, but the effect is almost conceptual.
"Huh?"
"That's not right!"
"Why does it feel like there is another side to this thing?" Cao Zhe pressed Evil Jian, but realized that there seemed to be something hidden in the evil Jian's huge body.
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