Wang Wutian stared at his surprised and happy sister Zhao Qiuxiang, reached out and gently stroked her little head, and rubbed her silky hair into a mess.
"The Taoist ancestor caressed your head and raised his hand to grant you eternal life."
In an instant.
Waves of mysterious and brilliant fluorescence poured out from the palm of Wang Wutian's left hand and continuously penetrated into Zhao Qiuxiang's petite body.
"Hmm...so comfortable...!"
The little girl murmured unconsciously and closed her eyes in comfort.
Her petite body began to emit a faint fluorescent light, the light was soft and not dazzling, as if a warm winter sun had descended here.
"Dahu, Qiuxiang, she...?!" Beside her, Yi Qiushui opened her mouth slightly, with a look of disbelief on her face.
The mysterious scene that happened in front of her was completely incomprehensible to her, who was just an ordinary mortal girl, because it was beyond her vision, knowledge and imagination.
Only a moment passed.
The soft white light emanating from sister-in-law Zhao Qiuxiang's body completely disappeared.
Then the next moment Zhao Qiuxiang was revealed, not only did she become unparalleled in beauty, but her temperament also gained an elegant and ethereal charm.
If we go deep into the original level of Zhao Qiuxiang's life at this moment.
It can be seen that the original existence form of her life has undergone drastic changes, becoming similar to the four-helix structure of immortal cells.
"I...this is?!" Zhao Qiuxiang lowered his head slightly and raised his small hands. The delicate and white skin was still reflecting a faint fluorescence, like mutton-fat white jade.
"Brother, you...how did you become like this?"
Although she is young, she is not stupid.
Even if his brother regains his sanity, he is just an ordinary person with a monster appearance. How could he suddenly possess such mysterious and terrifying methods?
Noticing the look in his sister Zhao Qiuxiang's eyes, Wang Wutian smiled gently.
"Don't worry, this is my own power."
"It's just that it has been dormant in my body and difficult to wake up. It is precisely because of this that my sanity has been greatly affected, brother."
Hearing her brother's explanation, Zhao Qiuxiang's imagination was widened and she asked in surprise: "That means, brother, you have awakened the power in your body, so your sanity has also been restored?"
"Of course, Qiuxiang is very smart." Wang Wutian smiled gently and praised the little girl without hesitation.
Although these words are completely contrary to conscience.
The little girl is not smart at all. Instead, she is a bit stupid and stupid. But at this moment, He will naturally not reveal such a fact.
When Zhao Qiuxiang received personal praise from her brother, she immediately beamed with joy.
He didn't care about Zhao Qiuxiang who was having fun alone there.
Wang Wutian lowered his head slightly and stared at the young girl hugging his body tightly at the moment. From the perspective of ordinary people, she was not beautiful at all, and her appearance was extremely ordinary.
There is almost nothing outstanding about him.
And in the eyes of His Taoist Ancestor.
At a glance, even the eighteen generations of mites in the pores of Yi Qiushui's skin can be clearly seen. Looking into the past, one can see the future.
The densely packed skin pores are like a hornet's nest.
Inside every pore, there is a huge population of mites living parasitically, which is a completely different natural ecosystem.
An ecosystem different from the macro interface.
The tiny body hair is as thick and tall as a giant pillar supporting the sky. It is uneven. Many mites climb up and down on the body hair, carrying out their own struggle for survival and reproduction.
The sweat droplets pouring out of the pores of Yiqiushui's skin are their lakes and oceans.
The dead skin shed from her body is the source of food for them to survive. Almost all the time, there are a large number of mites fighting for the limited food.
There are also some mites that hide inside the pores and reproduce and produce offspring.
Even Wang Wutian saw that in one of the mite tribes, there was a mite that was a traveler from the alien planet Earth.
At this moment, he is trying to lead other mites to climb the technological tree in Yi Qiushui's skin pore world.
"Dahu, you're staring at me like that, is there something dirty on my face?" Yi Qiushui's face was full of confusion, and she subconsciously reached out and touched her clean cheek.
Then Wang Wutian saw it.
That earth traveler mite, along with many mites in its mite tribe, were killed by Yi Qiushui's unconscious touch on the face.
No bones of the dead were left, not even a whole body.
However, before it died, it was still clamoring to defy heaven...
"Although you are not beautiful at all, you are even ugly." Wang Wutian gently stroked Yi Qiushui's cheek with his right hand, not allowing her to turn her head away: "But you have a sincere heart towards me."
"So, I give you a chance to change."
He just finished speaking.
In the palm of his right hand, immeasurable divine light immediately erupted.
The light was like the rising sun in the morning. Yi Qiushui could not feel any discomfort at all. She only felt that her whole body was very comfortable both inside and outside.
It's like the whole person is flying up into the clouds, floating and feeling nothing.
"It's so comfortable...!"
She murmured softly, her eyes blurred.
In her inner subconscious, the beautiful image she longed to become gradually emerged. At the same time, in the real world.
Her body shape and appearance also change with her inner thoughts.
In an instant, it was like a fairy descending from the mortal world.
"Also Dahu's biological parents in this life, in his spiritual obsession, do not want to die." Wang Wutian's mind turned, and he slapped backward with his backhand.
The seemingly harmless divine light penetrates the wall.
It was reflected on the bodies of Zhao Dahu's parents who had just fallen asleep not long ago.
"Just let all the thoughts in your mind cease and perish." The body belonging to Zhao Dahu began to float slowly into the air. Wang Wutian lowered his head slightly and looked down at the masked man who had just kicked open the door of his house.
The other party was also stunned for a moment, then looked up at Him.
In his eyes, the flames of the great avenue began to burn and jump. Tens of thousands of rules and orders surrounded him, and the masked man took steps and rushed straight towards Wang Wutian.
"Those who disobey fate will die!"
The palm prints are solid, like a sacred mountain rising across the sky.
Wang Wutian raised his palm to chop down, with a solemn look on his face. One after another, ten thousand rules and order were cut off and chopped into pieces under his palm.
The shackles of fate that bound Yi Qiushui, Zhao Qiuxiang and others were twisted and changed by him.
Resurrection in a fundamental sense.
"Earned the shackles of fate, from now on my fate is no longer in control."
"The obsession with cause and effect is over, and Yuyu's mind is as clear as before."