After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 161 Metamorphosis
In recent days, there have been a lot of spiritual cultivators coming in and out of Tianxuan Lingyuan. There are other human spiritual cultivation forces that are not against the Tianxuan Lingyuan based on Tianxuanzong, and there are also visitors from the monster race.

Song Jingmo was not interested in playing the role of a mascot and letting everyone scrutinize him inside and out, so he locked himself in the training room.

There are several spiritual sources in the Tianxuan Lingyuan, and the concentration of spiritual energy has not been affected much, but it is not appropriate to make big movements at this time, and even normal cultivation must be more careful.

During the time Song Jingmo devoted himself to cultivating, Tianxuan Lingyuan gathered a large number of spiritual practitioners by virtue of its accumulated reputation, and officially began to implement the repair plan.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

Except for the barren domain, the crack expansion speed of each domain has been controlled.

There are also people who cooperate with the research on the large formation that was used ten thousand years ago.

All the spiritual practitioners who participated in it knew what happened ten thousand years ago, and those arrogances should have been admired by later generations of spiritual practitioners instead of being forgotten.

Therefore, they are willing to enter the big formation, improve the big formation, and exchange for a ray of spiritual life that continues to sacrifice for the fire of all races when they have to.

It is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to live to be a hundred years old with no worries about food and clothing and good health.

The life limit of a spiritual master is two hundred years old, a spiritual master is five hundred years old, and a spiritual emperor is one thousand years old.

The kung fu is running, the body is constantly absorbing spiritual energy, and a large amount of spiritual energy is transformed into spiritual power, which flows into the meridians without hindrance.

I don't know how long it took, but the spiritual power in the meridians gradually approached saturation.

Song Jingmo's consciousness was clear for a moment, and he realized that he was no longer in the practice room.

Tuanzi broke through the space in a very short time and restored the prototype, and drove Song Jingmo all the way through the opened passage.

In the end, Song Jingmo felt that he had passed through some kind of barrier, and what he saw when he raised his eyes were the stars that were close at hand.

The stars are shining brightly, but the light will not burn people.

Star Clan territory.

Song Jingmo said in his heart.

It was like natural babbling, and she should know it.

"This is a space where the Star Clan hides from the world, and it is also the closest place to the Dragon Realm."

"StarClan is a subsidiary of your clan." Tuanzi's voice was a little muffled.

"In ancient times, your clan was closely related to the ancient Cangchen clan. Later, the ancient Cangchen clan was destroyed, and the Star Clan attached to the ancient Cangchen clan joined the ancient Canglan clan."

"The current Continent of Soul Cultivation is lacking in rules, and you cannot complete the last step of awakening your bloodline, so I brought you here."

Listening to Tuanzi's narration, Song Jingmo stepped on the not-so-soft hair, and looked up at the warm-colored luminous bodies that could be touched by reaching out.

Tuanzi shook his fur all over, and roared forward impatiently.

It's been here for so long, still not doing business?

A starlight fell straight on Song Jingmo's body, followed by the second and third.

When hundreds of stars fell, the people illuminated by the stars seemed to have become the stars themselves.

Strands of starlight formed light cocoons, tightly wrapping the figure in the center.

"I feel the vibration left in the bloodline, which is at the same frequency as the starlight."

Song Jingmo closed his eyes.

The bones were a little itchy, and the wings grew and unfolded almost uncontrollably, maintaining the balance of her body.

It was as if the blood was being heated slowly and firmly, making her consciousness gradually drowsy and unable to fully sink into it.

The perception of the outside world is vague and clear. The vagueness means that you don’t know what happened, and the clearness is because you understand that the changes in yourself are considered a good thing.

The blood in the body seems to flow endlessly, slowly oozing out of the skin.

I don't know when the water-blue flame appeared, it was dancing quietly, and it didn't hurt the body at all. It used blood and spiritual power as fuel, and gradually removed impurities, tempering the body to be as good as the soul body. It fits perfectly.

The tempering process was very long, and Tuanzi stayed beside Guangcocoon, lying down on the spot to save energy.

After a long time, he became a little drowsy.

This is the most critical moment, the starlight contains the purest and most intense power of the stars, and thousands of strands of starlight flow into the body one by one.

It is also forged with the power of the stars, but Song Jingmo feels like he is soaking in a hot spring pool.

Realizing that his body thirsted for such energy, Song Jingmo, who had regained some control over his body, did not deliberately slow down the speed at which he absorbed the power of the stars.

When the light cocoon was only a thin layer and was about to be absorbed, Song Jingmo sat upright in the sea of ​​consciousness, and in the sea of ​​consciousness there were also strands of star power, which shaped Song Jingmo's originally fragile soul body into half The texture of transparent crystals.

It was also the reduction in the power of the stars that shaped the soul body, which made Song Jingmo wake up and secretly said that it was bad.

Before forging the body, it was a point-to-point drip irrigation, and now it is an important moment that needs to be flooded with water to finish. The power of the stars is not enough, and her posture of absorbing the power of the stars can't be stopped for a while——

Song Jingmo realized this, and another starlight fell, enveloping the light cocoon.

Ignoring thanks, Song Jingmo sank into the Star Forging Body again.

The transformation of the body by the power of the blood is instinctive, but Song Jingmo needs to control it by drawing the power of the stars to exercise the body.

The light cocoon fell silent again, and there were small voices talking in the Star Clan territory.

"The talent doesn't look very high, how could it attract so much power of the stars?"

The power of the stars here is the original spiritual power cultivated by the Star Clan. The accumulation of long years has been absorbed by a member of the Canglan Clan who has not yet fully awakened and was born when the world is about to collapse.

In the past, even the most talented, there has never been such a movement.

The Star Clan didn't spare the power of these stars, they just marveled at the scene they saw.

"Blessed by fate, cause and effect are involved. I don't know where I can go"

"But this one looks at it, it's just a baby." Less than a hundred years old, it is a cub to the Canglan Clan, and it is even a baby to the Star Clan with a longer lifespan.

It is too early to talk about fate and karma.

Both are extremely heavy beings.

"There is no other way..." an old voice sighed.

While the older Star Clan was talking in a low voice, a newborn Star Clan member quietly moved towards the light cocoon, and was found to have partially fused with the light cocoon.

It was also at this time that Song Jingmo heard immature children's voices ringing around.

"let me help you."

Song Jingmo already had blessings from the Star Clan on his body, and there would be no obstacles in absorbing the power of the stars. After the sound of the child's voice, the power of the stars, which was originally docile, became gentler, and even actively absorbed it. Inside Song Jingmo's body.

At this moment, the outside world has become a mess.

Tuanzi looked at the Young Star Clan who had merged with Guangcocoon, and felt a sudden pain in the head.

The Star Clan people couldn't keep calm anymore, they circled the light cocoon circle after circle.

It wasn't until the dazed and dizzy Tuanzi roared under his breath that Star Clan calmed down.

"Patriarch, is this also preordained?"

"Not to be said."

"Hard to say."

Human cultivators like to watch the stars to deduce the secrets of the heavens, and every patriarch of the star clan has the ability to predict.

Star Clan usually has the same life span as the sky, so they often predict this or that based on their longevity.

Ten thousand years ago, after the Great Formation was launched, Star Clan changed the patriarch, and the current patriarch is the previous patriarch, who is very old, very old.

Once the patriarch spoke, the rest of the Star Clan stopped asking questions, and just quietly waited for the matter to settle.

On the ground, the chaos in Tianxuan Lingyuan is much more serious than that of Star Clan.

"Dean, there is no news about the attribute spiritual realm."

"Dean, there is a message from Bodhi Domain, and there are traces of ghost activities in groups."

"Dean, a group of wild beasts appeared at the place where the crack first appeared."

"Dean, a medium-sized sect close to the wasteland has been issued a gauntlet and asked the academy for support."

……

In the meeting hall, the dean of the Tianxuan Spiritual Academy sat at the head of the long table, and all forces of the human race gathered to listen to the latest information from the students of the Tianxuan Spiritual Academy from all over the place.

I don't know what other people's expressions are like. The dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan looks serious and calm on the surface, but he is actually waiting very anxiously in his heart.

In the dense reports, no one dared to speak out, for fear of missing or mishearing some important news.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and someone was about to scold, but saw the dean of Tianxuan Spiritual Academy who was sitting at the top reacted faster and lifted the restraint.

"Enter."

The person who knocked on the door didn't hesitate at all, just pushed the door open and walked in.

"Dean, someone from Beixuanyu—"

"Invite them to come in." Even ignoring the news, the dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan waved his hand.

The reports from all over the place stopped for a while, and the people who were upset before took the opportunity to say a few words, but felt the coercion of the people who came in who did not restrain themselves.

This is—Lingsheng? ! ! !

Are there still living spirits who can walk freely? ! ! !

Almost all the people present looked at the door in unison, watching the visitor sit on the vacant chair next to the first one.

The dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan couldn't sit in his chair, and he was only a half-step spiritual saint, and he was not a star and a half away from a real spiritual saint.

Even if I knew some details about the visitor in advance and prepared myself, I couldn't experience it intuitively at this moment.

A younger, more unfathomable spiritual saint.

The seats were at the end, and Wu Yi, who represented Beixuan Lingyuan, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw who was coming.

The person who came from Beixuanyu was none other than Su Changhuan from Qinglingzong.

Wu Yi once dealt with Su Changhuan for a short time. At that time, he only thought it was Lingdi's peak cultivation level. Now that he has made some breakthroughs, and feeling this kind of coercion again, Wu Yi knows in his heart that Su Changhuan's cultivation level Absolutely far better than any Spirit Emperor, even the Spirit Saint Patriarch who exists as a trump card in some forces, I am afraid that the sum of them cannot match this one.

"A few days ago, I happened to go to the wasteland for a while. The state of the wild beast is a bit wrong. The expansion speed of the crack in the wasteland has been controlled."

"How is the spiritual energy in the wasteland?" Someone asked casually.

After asking, the surrounding seemed to be a little quieter.

"With the crack as the center, it's thousands of miles around, and there's dead silence." Su Changhuan didn't lift his eyes, his voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder.

If it weren't for the human race's spiritual practice to intercept the spiritual energy, how could such a scene appear in the barren land.

The rift is nothing more than exhausting the last trace of aura in the wasteland, but what these people are doing is intercepting the flow.

They were the ones who sincerely begged Huangyu to make sacrifices for righteousness at the beginning, and they were the ones who were reluctant to let their spiritual energy flow out of Huangyu after the catastrophe, and they are also the ones who still pretend to pay attention to the situation of Huangyu.

Su Changhuan raised his eyes and glanced at the people below, suddenly feeling bored.

After leaving the sect, Nan Tao followed her juniors and sisters and secretly protected them, while Su Changhuan crossed the domain wall and went to the barren domain.

The catastrophe of ten thousand years ago ended in the barren land, and ten thousand years later it began in the barren area.

She looked at those desolate beasts, and if they had more aura, the desolate beasts would have more chances of giving birth to spiritual wisdom.

Ten thousand years ago, the desolate beast was also a member of the vast monster clan.

Not all monster races are born with spiritual wisdom, and there are not a few monster races who have acquired the opportunity to give birth to spiritual wisdom and cultivate human form.

Su Changhuan is not a monster, but she also has a steelyard in her heart.

If the human race occupies the living space belonging to the monster race in this way, it will definitely be returned twice in the future.

But that had nothing to do with her.

The arrogance of the aristocratic family can only be restrained in the face of absolute strength. Seeing that Su Changhuan doesn't take them seriously, some people can only secretly hate in their hearts, and dare not show any emotion on their faces.

The people arranged in various places then reported the news, Su Changhuan listened roughly, and smiled.

The situation is so chaotic, it is also interesting that this group of people can still sit still.

After all the important news had been reported, the dean of Tianxuan Spiritual Academy glanced at the big Buddha at the side before starting to assign tasks.

Since you are sitting here, you must contribute to the life and death of the human race.

Thinking of this, the dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan shivered, and arranged various matters one by one.

Naturally, the process was not so smooth, and you had to push back and forth, you "modestly" and I "let it go", and there were disputes, but the scene was much more controllable than the head of Tianxuan Lingyuan expected at the beginning.

The home court of the Tianxuan Spiritual Academy was supposed to be the grand elder of the Tianxuan Sect who came out of seclusion to sit in seclusion, but the grand elder has recently gained enlightenment and is still in seclusion, so it is not good to disturb it rashly.

After sending everyone away, the head of Tianxuan Lingyuan let out a long sigh of relief.

This is not a matter of simple lip service. In such a scene, even if he is the person in charge and there are others controlling the scene, it is inevitable that he will be physically and mentally exhausted.

"Thank you, Venerable Changhuan."

Su Changhuan glanced at him lightly, and stood up.

"I want to go and see my younger brothers and younger sisters."

The dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan was stunned for a moment, then slapped his head, and didn't arrange for the people below to do this, and led the way himself.

When he walked halfway, he realized that he didn't know where the disciples of the Qingling Sect lived, so he took them to the right place after asking.

"Do your best to obey the destiny, you can't force it." Su Changhuan had already sensed the familiar atmosphere, before knocking on the door, he turned his head slightly and said to the dean who was a little confused.

"I only know that it depends on human efforts." The dean didn't quite understand what Su Changhuan meant, and replied in a low voice.

There is nothing more to say.

The person in charge who is now pushed to the surface has not yet known the real truth.

In order to survive, the human race has made more efforts and sacrifices than what is known.

But those sacrifices are often unknown.

Su Changhuan sighed slightly, and just about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the door opened from the inside, and a furry head poked out.

"Senior Sister Changhuan, you're finally here—" Nan Tao opened the door, her voice rising.

As the door opened, Su Changhuan also saw clearly the group of juniors and juniors behind Nan Tao.

"I was delayed for some time just now." Su Changhuan was brought in, and the disciples of the Qingling Sect gathered together affectionately, talking about you and talking about mine, chirping like a bunch of sparrows, but Su Changhuan felt like this It's very comfortable to be noisy.

Even if you are in chaos, if you are firm in what you want to do, you will not be easily disturbed by the outside world.

　Pigeon for two days, try to finish it well
　　
　
(End of this chapter)