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Chapter five hundred and ninety sixth: one word

Time passes day by day.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye since Zhen Beifeng went to Tianyuan Holy Land.

According to Wang Cai's message, Zhen Beifeng may have to live in Tianyuan Holy Land for a long time. Although this guy is a bit weak in strength, his ability as a person is not bad at all.

Not only did he have a good time, but he also got a lot of useful information.

For example, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan Holy Land.

So far, I haven't been able to meet Zhen Beifeng, but I accidentally learned a huge secret.

Tianyuan Holy Land does not have only one deity. There may be as many as twelve. Adding the Holy Lord himself, it may reach an astonishing thirteen.

The twelve gods are collectively called the Twelve Gods.

The most important thing is that the Holy Lord himself does not seem to really control Tianyuan Holy Land. Almost all government orders are managed by these twelve elders.

This news is indeed very shocking.

Even Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that Tianyuan Holy Land's trump card was so amazing.

This made him even more eager to become stronger.

Just at this moment, Ding Xiaoyi was worried about the spiritual space surrounded by mountains in front of him for this reason.

The destroyed spiritual space was finally restored by him.

At a glance, you can see countless mountain tops standing tall in front of you, surrounded by mountains, strange peaks and rocks.

If you look carefully, you will find that although these mountains appear to be chaotic, in fact, the location of each mountain top is very cleverly arranged.

It implies the Eight Trigrams and the Five Elements.

This is naturally the formation arranged by Ding Xiaoyi.

The Five Elements Fantasy Killing Formation arranged in the Five Elements Mountain before was really not enough.

It's okay to deal with disaster spirit-level people, but it's useless against dragon-level people, not to mention that my future goal is to be a being like a god.

So he didn't feel bad if it was destroyed this time. He just broke it and built it up again and started over.

The huge mountain forest now was transformed bit by bit by him who spent several months painstakingly.

For this super project, I didn’t know how much thought I put into it before I finally laid out a huge chain formation.

However, although the formation was completed, Ding Xiaoyi found in despair that the power of the formation was still not as powerful as he wanted.

It's not even as powerful as Beimang Academy's formation.

This doubt has troubled him for a long time and has never been resolved.

It wasn't until yesterday, when I brought Ding Peng in to play, that little guy Ding Peng actually explained it in one sentence that I suddenly realized it.



"Dad, although it's fun here, when I look left and right, I can only think of one word." Ding Peng looked around, his smart eyes as pure as if he could understand the essence of all things.

"What??" Ding Xiaoyi asked curiously, but he didn't think so in his heart.

After all, this little kid Ding Peng is not even at the evil spirit level? How can he see the mystery of the formation he has arranged?

However, Ding Peng's next words once again verified the terrifying nature of his inherent cheating device.

I saw this little guy looking around, pointing at the mountains in front of him and saying, "False!"

"It is said in the inscription of the humble house that if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and it will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual."

After Ding Peng finished speaking, he looked back at his father, who had a confused face, and curled his lips: "The meaning is actually very simple? All things have a spirit before they have a form? Spirit is the source of all things? Form is the original thing, and the size is just what the naked eye can see.

, Spirit is the origin, big and small cannot be seen by the naked eye? See it this way? There is nothing, no dust, no origin, no form, no form..."

"You are such an unfilial son!"

Before Ding Peng could finish his words, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't bear it and raised his hand to kill him with a blow to the head.

After being beaten, Ding Peng held his forehead and screamed.

"I've been talking for a long time but I didn't understand a word. We are the only two here. Can you speak human language?"

Ding Peng, who was almost in tears after being beaten, heard his father's words and his mouth trembled with anger.

Suddenly I felt that there was a reason why my father was stuck in the middle dragon level and could never break through.

But due to his father's power, Ding Peng could only explain it in a simpler way: "That is to say, these mountains of yours, no matter how beautiful they look, are fake and no different from the decorations made of cement rockeries in the community.

.”

"Cement rockery?"

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment and re-examined his own space. Don't say it? What if Ding Peng didn't say it? He didn't feel it yet.

Now after being told this by this little guy, I really feel like looking at a rockery.

"Dad, the formations at Beimang College are not as strong as the ones you have arranged now, but why are the formations at Beimang College stronger than yours in terms of aura and efficacy? You don't have any idea... at all?"

"Er..."

Being taught a lesson by his son, Ding Xiaoyi's face suddenly felt a little hot, but he also understood what Ding Peng meant.

Recalling the time when I could drive the mountain whip and drive the nine dragon veins, the scene was like thousands of mountains surging.

When comparing these mountains... they look more and more like concrete.

Seeing that his father had understood what he meant, Ding Peng finally breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely:

"Dad, you are the only pseudo-educated person in our family. I beg you to read more books. There are so many books in Aunt Chai Rong's place. Don't patronize them every time you go..."

Halfway through, Ding Peng saw that his father was about to raise his fist again, so he decisively shut his mouth.

"Go, go, you're a kid, you know nothing, go do your homework quickly."

Being despised by his own son, Ding Xiaoyi could only send the boy out with a blushing face and let Mr. Chen watch him do his homework.

I thought that I would buy ten sets, no, one hundred sets of practice questions for this kid this summer, so that he would like to chew on words.

But when Ding Peng said this, he understood what the problem was.

At this time, he has been sitting here all day and night.

I found that Ding Peng's words should not be underestimated. Perhaps it was a childish statement. This kid's words not only pointed out the problem of his own psychic space.

He even solved the problem of being stuck in the mid-level dragon level.

My own [Huntian Transformation] can evolve the gods of the gods, and it is as fast as copying and pasting and adding shortcut keys.

But the power...it's okay to crush a rookie.

But if you want to deal with those demigods, you must rely on equipment. As for the gods...

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Thinking of this, he groped for a while from the meat ball's belly and took out a box. When he opened the box, he saw a white, jade-like fruit lying tightly inside the box.

There is a very fine texture on the fruit, and if you look carefully it looks like a door shining with rainbow light.

If I hadn't known that this thing was a fruit, others would have just regarded it as a stone.

The fruit that I brought out from the blissful dreamland was split into two villains, each of them deducing their own path to the ultimate direction.

I ate the red one first and realized the [Huntian Transformation]

But after eating it, I realized that I couldn't eat the white fruit, which was now extremely hard.

I'm afraid I won't be able to digest it after eating it. What if this thing is pulled out from my back...

Looking at the size of this fruit, which is about the size of a baby's fist, Ding Xiaoyi immediately tightened his hips and quickly got rid of this terrible thought in his mind.

But you can’t eat it, and you can’t make soup, right??

He weighed the weight of the fruit and thought it would be more suitable to make pickles.

Just when he was thinking hard, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he slapped his forehead: "Okay, why did you forget this treasure?"

When he thought of this, he quickly put away the psychic space and hurried out of the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, there was a heavy snowfall.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a vast expanse of white in front of me. The Yellow Spring was covered with a thick layer of ice. Looking into the distance, it was just a mist. Looking at flowers in the mist, I couldn't see anything clearly.

It feels like a mysterious place leading to an unknown place, which makes people feel uneasy.

Just as Old Man Zao and the others had speculated, after the Yellow Spring was frozen, the temperature actually rose a lot.

But that's only relative to the entire Youtu.

For Ding Xiaoyi, the changes are almost undetectable, and it can only be said that it is not so cold after staying in the room.

After all, I live next to Huangquan. It's like leaning against a huge refrigerator with the door closed. No matter how the temperature rises, I won't be much better here.

Ding Xiaoyi wiped the snowflakes from his face and walked into the dusty warehouse in the yard with his head held high.

This warehouse is mostly filled with big things that I don't need and take up a lot of space.

For example, the water pump that was wrapped in a thick woolen blanket was useless during this period.

But my target is not it, but the big thing placed behind the water pump.

Seeing this big thing covered by thick cloth, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly became hot. Why didn't he think of this thing in the first place?

He stretched out his hand and pulled off the covering cloth. As the dust stirred up from the cloth, he saw that the crystal clear coral in front of him was still as stunning as before.

Gu Lingshan.

I should have thought of this thing a long time ago. Since I can't eat it directly, can I try another way?

He took out the fruit and placed it on Gu Lingshan.

However, Gu Lingshan remained silent.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help frowning and took the fruit in his hand again. Just as he was thinking about the reason, he heard a crunching sound in the kitchen behind him.

I immediately walked over and took a look, and saw that this idiot Butcher Box was digging through the trash to eat.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi coming, this Tie Hanhan turned around and glared at Ding Xiaoyi fiercely, fearing that he would steal the same thing as him.

【?`Д′?】: "Mine! Everything is mine!"

"Er"

Ding Xiaoyi was speechless for a while. In fact, Datou gave him a lot of food every day, but this guy's stomach was like a bottomless pit.

No matter how much I ate, I never saw him full. I really don’t know how Zhao Ke managed to feed this guy in the first place.

I didn't mean to disturb the Butcher's Box while I was eating, but when I was about to leave, I suddenly remembered something.

He suddenly turned around and faced the butcher's box who was eating with gusto. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat beef, idiot?"

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