For the next period of time, Zhang Ruochen stayed at Xingtian Cliff.
It is said to be a cliff, but it is actually larger than a million living planets combined. The ground is thick, the space is expanding all the time, and the air is filled with wisps of colorful chaotic energy.
It is not an exaggeration to compare this place to half a holy world. It is an excellent cultivation realm.
No wonder the red crow tree can reproduce like crazy here.
It's no wonder that countless monks want to climb Xingtian Cliff to learn from their masters.
…
There is no day or night here, and it is difficult to see even a living creature other than the red crow tree.
Living here for a long time will make people forget the existence of time.
Zhang Ruochen sometimes goes to the edge of the cliff to meditate and watch the clouds disperse in Haishixingwu. The waves are majestic. Space and time exist in a unique way here, which gives him all kinds of unprecedented insights.
Sometimes I would go to the Seal Cave and read mountains and seas of classics.
The more experiences he had, the more Zhang Ruochen felt that his knowledge was lacking. Although he had refined the heart of a sacred tree and gained the knowledge of the Yuanhui of the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree, the knowledge of the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree had limitations after all.
As a god, you must learn more.
Sometimes Zhang Ruochen would enter the red crow forest and chop down trees with his sword.
The Red Crow Tree was harder than he thought, like holy iron. There were some ancient trees that Zhang Ruochen could not cut off with just one sword. Moreover, the Red Crow Tree would fight back, its branches like spears.
With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, he can naturally handle it.
But if it were a Holy Realm monk who entered, he would definitely die.
Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient bronze coffin and released the God-Eating Insects from the coffin. The insects entered the red crow forest and immediately screamed happily, eating the tree trunks and devouring the fire crow fruits.
"Wow!"
The branches of an ancient tree emitted bright firelight and struck a god-eating insect.
The three-meter-long god-eating insect was sent flying more than ten miles away.
But the insect's shell was hard and there was no damage.
The god-devouring insect roared angrily, like a mad bull. The insect's feet kicked quickly, rolling up smoke and dust, and rushed to the red crow tree again to continue to eat.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The battle between the Red Crow Tree and the God-eating Insect breaks out all the time.
Zhang Ruochen stood suspended in the air, his hair flying, looking down, very satisfied with this kind of fight. God-eating insects cannot be kept in captivity all the time, their ferocity must be stimulated at all times, and they must be allowed to go out to forage on their own.
Apparently, red crow trees are excellent food.
Not necessarily, but we can also take this opportunity to evolve the God-Eating Insect to the fifth generation.
When the time comes, their explosive combat power may surpass Zhang Ruochen himself. If they can obtain the powerful reproductive ability of the Red Crow Tree, it will be even more amazing!
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On this day, Zhang Ruochen was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. The ground around him was filled with sacred soil, and the sunlight was hazy. His mental thoughts turned into little tadpoles the size of rice grains, flying all over the sky.
Suddenly, the light of all the tadpole villains dimmed and turned into a stream like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, entering Zhang Ruochen's heart.
"It failed again. It's really not easy to break through to the seventy-fifth level."
During the battle with Xing Huantian, the Buddha's relics and the heart of the sacred tree had been integrated with Zhang Ruochen's, and his mental power skyrocketed again, reaching the peak of the seventy-fourth level.
Going one step further, as long as he reaches the seventy-fifth level, Zhang Ruochen is confident that he can compete with higher gods using only his mental power.
But, this step is too difficult!
It should be noted that many spiritual gods cannot reach the seventy-fifth level after practicing for more than 100,000 years, and eventually die in the Yuanhui catastrophe and disappear into ashes.
It has only been a few decades since Zhang Ruochen became a god, and he has already reached the threshold of reaching the seventy-fifth level. This is a cultivation speed that other spiritual gods cannot imagine.
Behind me, there was the sound of footsteps.
"Uncle!"
Xu Tingting came to the edge of the cliff carrying a mahogany lunch box, took out a plate of butterfly dishes from the box, and said: "Uncle, I have cooked four dishes for you today, can you try the taste quickly? By the way,
There’s also a jug of wine!”
Zhang Ruochen looked at the girl in green clothes in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, put it into his mouth, and praised: "Not bad, very good. It has been many years since I tasted human food as carefully as I have in the past few days."
He took another sip of wine.
"Wine is also good wine."
When Zhang Ruochen came to Xinghuantian, Xu Tingting brought him meals every day, which was considered very thoughtful.
Originally, in terms of seniority and age, she was far behind Zhang Ruochen.
However, she insisted on calling her Uncle Zhang Ruochen.
As time passed, the two became very familiar with each other and chatted a lot.
Zhang Ruochen gradually learned that Xu Tingting had been separated from his parents for many years, and it was only recently that he was found by senior Xu Wen, who brought Xing Huantian and Xingtian Cliff along the way.
As for her parents' situation, she didn't know, so Zhang Ruochen didn't ask any more questions.
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood, Xu Tingting lowered his head and asked softly: "Uncle, are you really Chi Kunlun's father?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at her.
She was startled, waved her hands in a panic, and said: "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just want to know why Chi Kunlun is not with you? Do you know where he is now?"
When he asked the last sentence, Xu Tingting's pretty face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Zhang Ruochen couldn't tell what she was thinking, so he continued to pick up the food and said, "You know the situation between his mother and me. So, when he was a child, there were some misunderstandings between us, but these misunderstandings have been resolved now!
He should have returned to Kunlun Realm now, or he may be in the Starry Sky Battlefield."
"Isn't it dangerous?"
Xu Tingting's worry was completely written on her face.
Zhang Ruochen said: "As a man, you have to face danger after all in order to continue to grow. Why do you care about him so much?"
Xu Tingting lowered his head and whispered: "I...I just want to thank him for saving him in the Goddess Tower of the World."
Zhang Ruochen said: "I was there at that time. It was obviously him who caused the incident and it had nothing to do with you. Besides, Senior Xu's cultivation level is more than ten thousand times better than that kid's. How could he take action?"
Xu Tingting suddenly became very determined and said: "No! Uncle, you don't know how brave he is. There were so many monster masters at that time, but he could still stand up and clear his parents' names. He clearly knows that uncle, your enemy
There are many enemies of Queen Chi Yao, but she is fearless and not afraid of those strong men hiding in the dark."
"Moreover, he could have escaped alone. He was worried about the safety of my grandfather and me, so he took a huge risk and took us away together. Brother Kunlun is definitely an upright man."
"Gulu!"
Zhang Ruochen drank all the wine in the flask and said, "Does he know your identity?"
Xu Tingting shook his head in frustration.
"Don't worry, if I see him, I will definitely tell him that there is a silly girl on Xingtian Cliff who will never forget him." Zhang Ruochen said.
Xu Tingting became even more shy and complained: "Uncle! It's not good for you to say that..."
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, I have something to say here. Do you want to listen to it?"
"What words?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "The training environment in Xingtian Cliff is unmatched elsewhere. And your grandfather is also a mentally strong man and can be regarded as a famous teacher. You must practice hard and strive to catch up with Chi Kunlun as soon as possible, or even
Surpass him. When the time comes, you will be able to spend more time together. Otherwise, the gap in cultivation is too big, which is not a good thing."
Zhang Ruochen himself felt deeply.
He likes to stay with Mu Lingxi, who can be very relaxed and happy. But after all, he still has many things to do and cannot enjoy that kind of relaxation.
He likes to play the flute, play the piano, and travel around with Kong Lanyou. However, he still has his father who is imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, and many enemies who want to kill him, as well as the holy monk Xumi, the bloody
The God of Absolute War, the Lord of the God of Death Island..., the expectations of countless people.
Who can truly live as themselves?
Xu Tingting nodded slightly and listened to Zhang Ruochen's words.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed that the time mark light spots around him became active, converging into a long time mark river, suspended in the sky.
"Did it succeed?" Zhang Ruochen thought.
The old woodcutter's message came into Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Come to the Chaos Crater."
Zhang Ruochen showed joy and turned into a divine light, flying straight to the end of the long river of time imprints.
When he arrived, Bai Qing'er and Xu Wenzhi had already arrived, standing in the air at the crater of the volcano.
Below, the chaotic flames are hot and thick smoke is billowing.
The sundial is suspended in the chaotic flames, and the surrounding time-marked light spots converge into a sea of time, flowing in a strange pattern.
The old woodcutter stood in the crater of the volcano, his body as tall and tall as a green pine, his old face was illuminated red by the flames, and he raised his arms fiercely.
"Wow!"
The sundial flew up from the chaotic flames and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen.
The time-marked light spots all around rushed towards it crazily and disappeared into the rough stone.
The twelve scales on the sundial produce twelve different kinds of light and shadow, like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, the moon's shadow waxing and waning, and the changing of the four seasons.
"Give it a try!" said the old woodcutter.
Zhang Ruochen did not hide his martial arts skills, and the divine energy in his body was flowing, spurting out from his palm and pouring into the sundial.
With a "rumbling" sound, the time imprints in the space of a hundred thousand miles around trembled and converged towards the sundial.
On the sundial, at the fourth quarter of noon, a door to space appeared.
Zhang Ruochen flew into the door without hesitation.
After many years, he once again entered the inner space of the sundial and appeared in a place like an ancient cave.
Back then, in order to rescue Chi Kongle from the hands of the God Xiu Chen, the space door of the sundial was opened once. After that, Zhang Ruochen wanted to enter the sundial, but he still couldn't find the way.
In the cave, the extinguished fire suddenly started to burn.
Zhang Ruochen looked carefully and found that those flames were formed by the gathering of time marks.
It’s time burning!
The old woodcutter's voice reached Zhang Ruochen's ears again, saying: "The sundial has been repaired, but the instrument spirit has become very weak and has lost consciousness because it has suffered severe trauma."
"Currently, the sundial can only support up to ten Heaven-Building Realm gods practicing together. If it is a great god, it can only be practiced by one person."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Can't we let the sundial's weapon spirit grow quickly?"
"How can it be that easy? The growth of a weapon spirit is a long process. What you can do now is to spend time cultivating the consciousness of the weapon spirit first. Of course, there is no other way!"
Zhang Ruochen quickly asked: "What can I do?"
"Directly refine a god who majors in the way of time into the sundial and turn it into a weapon spirit. However, there are also disadvantages. After all, as long as it is a god, there is an upper limit for growth. Unless the god you find has its own strength and
The potential is extraordinary." The old woodcutter said.
Zhang Ruochen heard something strange, always feeling that the old woodcutter had something to say, as if he was deliberately guiding him to think in certain places.