Chapter 0063: Solar System
form a miniature gossip array, that is, the soul can be broken, communicate with the soul power of heaven and earth, soul cultivation and soul body in parallel. Once successful, it will break the iron law that the soul broken planet can't practice, and come up with a new way of practice, which is completely their own way of practice.
Hao's heart was determined, reaching the point where Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. At this moment, it was difficult to suppress his inner ecstasy. He floated into Bai Jingjing's cultivation mansion, grabbed the panda, kissed him fiercely, and shouted strangely, "Baby, I'm going to do big things, big things, haha."
"Let go, big bad guy, psychopath, you strangle me." The panda scolded fiercely.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, haha." Haoren kissed the panda again, which made the panda's face full of saliva, and then carefully put the panda back to the white jade bed. No wonder, at this moment, there is nowhere to vent the ecstasy in his heart. The only thing he can share with is the panda who is also a traveler.
"Ah..." The panda's harsh screams sounded in her mind, like a woman's screams when she saw a mouse, which went deep into her soul and deafening. Suddenly, as if every soul unit had been stabbed by thousands of needles, Haoren's face turned pale and spewed out blood.
MD, the screaming is lethal enough. Is the panda a woman? Someone thought shamelessly and smiled.
The panda's upper limbs cover the face, and even the black and white fur reveals a kind of shy and enchanting bright red, as if you gently masturbate it, the blood will flow down desperately. At the same time, a louder scream sounded: "Big hooligans, dead hooligans, don't wear clothes..."
Ah... At this moment, someone found that he was really naked... Haoren's thief looked around. Although Bai Jingjing's body trembled slightly, she still kept the old monk in a fixed state. The guy suddenly shouted aggrievedly, "Well, it's not that you haven't seen it."
"You, you..." The panda rolled his eyes and made a cute faint costume.
Take out a robe from the storage ring and put it on. Haoren put his hands together, sat cross-legged, and entered the Xumi space.
"Master, do you really want to do this?" Hao Bangbang looked sad. Haoren burped, and he also died.
"Why don't you give it a try?" Haoren said quietly, and his tone was extremely firm.
The meaning of life lies in challenges and variables. If you want to live a stable life, Hao people would rather stay on the earth as a dark ruler, enjoy endless glory and wealth, and live forever in a state of soul.
Is it worth doing this? Maybe life can help me repair my soul without waiting for 50 years? Hao asked himself. He originally wanted to hunt more soul supplements, but every time after killing 100 supplements, he would automatically withdraw from the soul airborne. What's more, the idea of trying has been entangled in the bottom of my heart. The calculation result of life is just a catalyst, a catalyst that makes the idea grow like a weed crazily and can no longer be suppressed.
What's more, after nearly half a year of understanding, he has known that the classics of Wuji are as shameless as the famous saying "You can't be so shameless" in his previous life, and even use the word shameless to describe Wuji, which is a shameless insult. MD, Yangyang billion words, all kinds of formulas, such as refinery, alchemy, runes, arrays... just don't teach people how to practice. That feeling is equivalent to giving you a fully functional computer, telling you that you can do anything, but there is no power-on button and no power supply, which is as depressing and crazy. It seems that it only tells you that one plus one equals two. As for the higher algorithm of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, you have to think about it yourself.
As Hao Bangbang said, explore by yourself and find a way out.
Haobang has black beads, immortality, countless years to squander. It has been living in the endless abyss for many years to have today's skills, but it's also just a skills. Isn't it a dead end when you meet a trueist?
But what about yourself? Good luck and live a long life. If it's not good, I'll burp tomorrow.
In this case, why don't you try a new way? Try may be to die, don't try, but wait to die. Waiting for death, waiting to be abandoned and killed by the Bai family, waiting for Haofu's enemy to come to the door and be killed...
"Try it." A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, as if to say to himself, "Life is a challenge, failure, but death is glorious." With a slight sigh, Haoren got up, walked out of Bai Jingjing's mansion, walked far away, stayed in a place where no one was, and released Brother Sharp.
"You wait for me here. If I don't look for you within half a month, you can help me protect Haomei and keep waiting for Haofu to come back. Can you do it?" Haoren asked indifferently.
"Yes." Brother Sharp, as always cherished his words like gold, his face was calm, and his body stood straight, like a wooden sculpture that existed from ancient times.
"Thank you." Suddenly, Haodao said this very sincerely, and his tone was very light, but the meaning was very heavy.
The sharp brother smiled and said no. Some people, although not good at talking, are clear to each other in every move.
Returning to Bai Jingjing's mansion, Haoren put his hands together and sat cross-legged, carefully examining every detail of his body and calculating every possibility.
Perhaps, for people in this world, Haoren's behavior is tantamount to death. But for him, it's very simple. First, make a backup of the body system like a computer. If the reinstallation of the system does not go smoothly, just restore it to the old system with one click. What's terrible?
"Let's start, starting with the fire attribute." Haoren said quietly. He is not sure that life is so accurate that he will not be disturbed by the outside world, so he has to give all the control of his body and soul to life.
Outside the body, the nine-color soul force keeps penetrating into the body, refining the limbs and bones; in the body, the nine-color light is under the pull of the soul and keeps hitting the surface of the body. As usual, the two forces are distinct and cannot be harmont with each other.
Life mobilizes the weak and pitiful soul power of Haoren, pulling the red light of a certain cell, and then gently twisting in a certain position like a rigorous painter with a brush, the power is accurate, wonderful to the peak and just right.
Boom... The cells exploded like *, sounding thunder, and the unparalleled power rolled out, turning the cells into chaos in an instant, just like before Pangu's creation. Strangely, in the chaos, the remaining eight colors of light are clearly visible without any interference.
Bang, there was a loud noise in Bai Jingjing's mansion. The rolling waves seem to affect the whole mansion. Wherever they go, flowers, trees, bamboo leaves, etc. all turn into dust. In the loud noise, a blood fog exploded on Hao's body, and the blood fog was nailed into the white jade wall, leaving countless deep and invisible small holes.
"What's going on?" Bai Jingjing screamed and looked at the panda. Feeling wrong, she spit out the crystal clear goose-yellow inner elixir for the first time to protect her whole body, but it was still affected by this devastating sound, and a few traces of blood oozed from her lips, dripping down.
The panda did not say a word, like a human figure standing up in front of a big enemy, his black eyes staring at Haoren, and his expression is ever-changing. Purple and white soft light gushed out of it, forming a round purple-white light shield, firmly covering Haoren.
"The origin of fire." Bai Jingjing screamed in a low voice and looked at the panda in disbelief. Her eyes were full of envy and endless fear of the purple and white soft light that could destroy the world.
There are many kinds of fire, fire, the fire of the world, the fire controlled by people in the real world; the three flavors of real fire, the fire of gods and immortals, can kill gods and immortals; the highest level is the purple-white fire, which is the source of the power of space in one world, called the source of fire. Now, the panda has released a purple-white flame that maintains the power of the world.
As soon as the purple-white flame came out, the mansion flashed with a soft light. Wherever the light went, the grass grew, the flowers grew, and the trees were high. In a blink of an eye, the mansion returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened. But no one knows all this except panda and Bai Jingjing. Haoren is still determined, cutting off the communication with Mickey Mouse, and Mickey Mouse can't see the situation through Bai Jingjing's array. Life is launched at full speed to promote the soul power to continue to complete the work.
Like stirring up a chain reaction of atomic nuclei, one, two, three... countless cells began to explode continuously, and the blood fog was everywhere, making the purple-white light shield crackle. In the sound, Haoren's body, like a deflated ball, quickly shrank and gradually became a human dry. On the mummy-like body, there is a pair of flexible black eyes, which is extremely strange.
Suddenly, the soul power driven by life suddenly stopped and did not move at all. And the chain reaction of cells is still ongoing.
MD, it's a big game.
Someone complained secretly. Damn life, didn't you say it was calculated? Why is there still a problem? This guy didn't think of a problem. After all, life is a computer. The computer is overloaded and will crash.
Hey, let's have a good baby in the next life. Haoren shouted secretly. After losing control of his life, he only felt that every cell under his body became extremely hot in the explosion, and even a trace of black smoke came out of his body, which was about to be burned to death by the fire.
An inaudible sigh sounded at the bottom of the panda's heart. It gently stretched out its thick upper limbs, a drop of blood, and flashed away in Haoren's eyebrows through the purple-white light shield.
Suddenly, the magnificent and thick black gold light suddenly shot out of life. The supreme forces from Taoism, Buddhism, Christianity and other supreme treasures instantly swept the whole body, wrapped in panda blood into chaos, igniting endless vitality. With this strong help, life returned to normal work, and quickly mobilized the remaining soul power of Hao people to promote the formation of gossip arrays of black, gold light and purple and white light in chaos. After the formation of the eye, it immediately begins to rotate in the trajectory that is most in line with the heavenly path.
"The cathode makes yang, the anode makes yin, the yin is yang, and there is yin in the yang, and yang interacts for Taoism. Tao practice is yin, body practice is yang, yang does not leave yin, yin does not leave yang, yang is full of yin, yang is long, yang is yin, yin is yang, yang is yang, yin and yang alternate, and each other is mutual, which is the law. Taoism..." A character rises slowly over the chaos with the breath of ancient and vicissitudes, flashing, sinking into the chaos, forming an automatically rotating gossip array.
Two fire soul forces inside and outside the body are put into the corresponding eye. After transformation, along the mysterious and mysterious trajectory, part of it refines the body, and part is stored in the soul space. In the soul space, the red spotless has been stripped away from the life body. At this moment, the life body is like the golden sun, and the red spotless point is like Mars, constantly rotating around the sun with a mysterious trajectory. The gray chaotic gas full of soul space has now become an endless purple-white fog, which is extremely magnificent.
No wonder the Buddha always says one flower, one world. Haha, there is also a world in my soul. When the fire attributes are stripped, Mars will be formed, so...wow haha. Well, after getting familiar with the power of fire, I will gradually peel off the power of other attributes and make a solar system. Haha. Venus, Mercury, Earth... are indispensable.
Someone just survived and began to fantasize again.
As for the purple-white flame and golden light, there is no doubt that they are all treasures from Taoism, Buddhism and other religions. At that time, life was in a dead state, and it was even more impossible to know that it was a panda, which was extremely critical to save it. And the only panda that knows, will it say it?
No!