The wooden sword was as dark as ink, but the lightning that came out was as white as snow. Wisps of lightning wrapped around the egg, slowly melting like snow, soaking into the egg, making the whole egg light up.
Han Sen looked at the wooden sword and the egg formed by Xiao Yinyin in surprise. Although the wooden sword erupted with thunder and lightning, it did not feel the violence of the thunder and lightning at all. Instead, it was full of life, giving people an aura of the resurrection of all things and the origin of biology.
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But on the egg transformed by Xiao Yinyin, Han Sen felt a desire, like a hungry beast craving for flesh and blood.
With a thought in his mind, Han Sen placed the wooden sword on the egg and stood aside to watch Little Silver's reaction.
Although the Lightning Strike Sacred Tree is precious, if Little Silver can be transformed earlier and benefit it in some way, Han Sen will not be stingy even though he is a little reluctant to part with it.
After all, Little Silver has been following Han Sen for too long and saved him from danger several times. Han Sen has already regarded him as a member of the family.
When the wooden sword touched the egg, more thunder and lightning suddenly poured out of it. Threads of lightning light were wrapped around the egg like silk, making the egg more and more transparent and bright, as if silver lightning was gestating in the egg.
What's even more surprising is that the lightning-struck sacred wood that has been carved into a wooden sword has gradually regained its vitality. The dark-as-charcoal sword body has gradually become moist and swollen slightly, as if it is growing slowly.
Not long after, Han Sen saw a small bud growing on the wooden sword, and the bud was still growing. There were more and more buds on the sword, and the wooden sword gradually lost its sword shape.
, more like a dead tree trunk that is sprouting.
"Is this a dead tree blooming?" Han Sen marveled in his heart.
As thunder and lightning surged out from the wooden sword, the egg transformed by Xiao Yinyin was like a silver sun of thunder and lightning, and the wooden sword also grew into a small tree. The buds gradually grew into
green leaves.
This process did not last too long. When the entire wooden sword was covered with green leaves, the vitality on the wooden sword began to turn from strong to weak, and the leaves began to slowly wither. Thunder and lightning rays poured out from the sword.
There are also fewer and fewer.
Until all the green leaves withered and withered, no more thunder and lightning came out of the wooden sword, and then the wooden sword snapped and turned into a pile of soot-like powder.
Han Sen felt slightly distressed. This is a treasure that only appears once in ten thousand years. It requires the Emperor's intervention to break it off. Now that this branch has been destroyed, Han Sen doesn't know if he will have the chance to get another piece of the Lightning Strike Sacred Tree in the future.
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However, in that piece of silver lightning, the familiar breath of life became stronger and stronger. It was the breath of life of Xiao Yinyin.
Click!
In that round of silver sun, there was a sudden sound, and then the silver thunder and lightning became more intense and suddenly expanded, flooding the entire hall.
However, those blazing silver thunder and lightning did not hurt Han Sen. Instead, Han Sen felt comfortable all over his body, as if his whole body had been baptized by the holy light, and his cells were rejuvenated.
Amidst the silver thunder and lightning, a petite and elegant figure walked slowly, dressed in silver fur, indescribably noble and gorgeous.
"Little Yinyin!" Han Sen was so happy that he immediately picked up little Yinyin and rubbed his old face against little Yinyin's head.
Xiao Yinyin squinted her eyes and showed a very helpless expression, but there was also a trace of unconcealable joy in her expression.
After the thunder and lightning disappeared, Xiao Yinyin broke away from Han Sen and shook slightly. The hair on his body that was messed up by Han Sen suddenly returned to its beauty and smoothness.
"Don't hug any girl." A childish girl's voice came from Xiao Yinyin's mouth.
Han Sen was overjoyed. He raised Little Silver with both hands again, looked at her and said, "You can actually speak human language?"
"You told me not to hug me. My beautiful hair has been messed up by you." Xiao Yinyin broke free from Han Sen's hands, fell to the ground and shook the messed up hair, and said proudly: "Human Voice
It’s too simple for me, and being able to speak human language is nothing to be proud of.”
"I know you are the best." Han Sen rubbed Xiao Yin Yin's head.
Xiao Yinyin was so proud that she didn't emphasize that Han Sen was not allowed to mess up her hair.
The birth of little Yin Yin made Han Sen very happy, but Bao'er was very unhappy. In the past, she was the only one favored by Han Sen. Han Sen would take her with him wherever he went, but now there is an extra little Yin Yin.
Bao'er and Xiao Yinyin looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to spark lightning as they clashed in the air. After their eyes met for an instant, they immediately turned their heads and stopped looking at each other.
Little Silver's current situation is similar to that of a descendant of a super divine creature. He has just been born, and his physical fitness is at the level of a super divine creature's larvae. However, Little Silver's genetic core has been condensed directly. Like Han Sen, it is bronze.
The genetic core needs to be improved little by little.
Han Sen was about to take Bao'er and Xiao Yinyin to the underground world again. He was afraid that if he left for too long, Ling Mei'er would be plotted by Ling Shisan.
It would be too pitiful for such a simple and beautiful girl to be tricked into giving birth to a baby by Ling Shisan.
But before Han Sen left the Liying Sanctuary, he felt a very strong aura coming towards the Liying Sanctuary, which made Han Sen couldn't help but frown slightly.
He already knew who the owner of that breath was, the strange spirit that had come twice, Qing Le from the outer sanctuary.
Han Sen hurriedly hid back in the Foreign Spirit Temple, and then asked Sheep and Qingniu, the two guys who were the best at deceiving people, to greet Qing Le to see what he was doing again.
Sheep and Qingniu came out of the gate with a few of their alien creatures. Sheep stepped forward with a smile on his face and said: "Master Qingle, your visit really makes our Liying Sanctuary shine.
Do you know what the important thing is for you to come here? We can actively cooperate with you."
Qingle said with a gloomy face: "From now on, I will control this sanctuary. From now on, you all can follow me."
Qing Le is in a very bad mood now. Originally, Han Sen became the only one to come out of the mysterious shelter, and Han Sen was recommended by him and Yu Xuan. Logically speaking, it was a great achievement.
However, because Han Sen failed to bring back any particularly useful information, and Tianwai failed to secure the mysterious shelter, this credit was lost.
It's fine if he doesn't get any credit, because he was relatively close to Yuxuan and was ostracized by Yumiao. He was driven here to garrison, saying he was managing this area. In fact, it was a remote place with barren mountains and rivers, and there were no shelters.
There are only a few of them, and Liying Sanctuary is already considered one of the more important ones. Moreover, the original owner Han Sen's soul has been damaged and his strength is relatively weak, so Qing Le plans to live here.
Hearing what Qing Le said, the expressions of Sheep and Qing Niu changed.
"Sir, how can I ask you to manage our little shelter yourself? If you want anything, just say a word and we will do it for you," said the sheep.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Take me to the Alien Spirit Temple. I will be your boss from now on." Qingle was in a very bad mood now. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the sheep and went directly to the shelter.
"Yes, yes, please come in, boss." Sheep rolled his eyes and said with a low eyebrow.