Assistant God of Life in Another World

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Fang Tian was in a daze, all the sanctuaries were in a daze, and some middle and high-level magicians outside Yanhuang City were in a daze.

That's all.

But in the thousands of miles of Yanhuang City, it is a completely different scene.

During Fang Tian's release of the domain and the process of telling the story later, many ordinary people just felt relaxed, and many of them just fell asleep lazily.

When you wake up from sleep, you must be refreshed.

There are also some ordinary people, either with strong mental power or relatively pure consciousness. In short, no matter what the reason is, instead of falling asleep, these people have calmed down and concentrated their minds. Together with many practitioners, they entered the "audience model".

At the end of the story, most people, whether ordinary people or cultivators, are in a state of immersion.

There is no need to doubt that the story this time has had an impact on them.

The shock from conscious feeling is one aspect.

For ordinary people, for the vast majority of them, this is the first time in their lives or even in their ancestors.After seeing what a "cultivator" looks like, the ordinary magician in the story has already amazed them. When the great magician appeared on the stage, the invisible spiritual coercion directly made these people tremble. Immortals appear...

Many ordinary people fell into a coma, because they couldn't finish listening to the story this time.

But for cultivators...

Whether they are warriors or magicians, there are a large number of middle and low-level practitioners.It is also the first time I have seen what is the dignity of a cultivator.

Imagine that when Fang Tianchu came to this world, he carried the knowledge of his previous life with him, and at the same time he was a magician, but he saw Sharjah set up a fountain.They were all equally stunned, envious of its tyrannical power.

And then.Sharjah has just entered the level of the mage.

In other words.Just one sorcerer, and a little skill from this sorcerer, is enough to make a sorcerer worship him. ——Don't look at the thousands of cultivators in Yanhuang City now, they are everywhere, and you can hit hundreds of them with one brick, but you have seen ordinary magicians who are mages.there's a few?

Even in this "City of Cultivators", mages are also rare existences for ordinary Cultivators.

But the existence of the mage level, in this story.hehe.

Also can only say one hehe.

It can be said that as long as it is a cultivator, no matter whether it is a warrior or a magician, no matter what level it is, it will be bombarded and killed by the spiritual atmosphere displayed by the characters in the story indiscriminately. The bigger the shock.

In fact, there are quite a few cultivators at their current level who have no shortage of talent, inheritance, teaching, or hard work. The image of the cultivator.

There is a saying in the history book of Fang Tian's previous life, "At that time (at that time) in the Wang family's family, the dragons and phoenixes were the best, and the tigers and leopards were the worst."

This Wang family is the Wang family that "in the old days, the swallows before Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people". "The superior ones are dragons and phoenixes, and the inferior ones are tigers and leopards", these words are too awesome. In layman's terms, it is the children of this family, even those who are ordinary and not outstanding at all, they are all the same when they are put outside. "The talent of tigers and leopards".

how so?

In addition to their high background and high starting point, it is because they are extraordinary in what they see and get along with each other in daily life.

In the fluffy hemp, straight without support, this is the truth.

People, in fact, are no different from Pengcao.

And the development of each person's life revolves around one or several things and climbs upwards.Climb to a tree, and you will grow a hundred feet tall; climb to grass, and you will be three feet tall.

Many cultivators think that they are good, think that their teacher is good, and most of them have no one who thinks good at all. Then in this story, they saw magic apprentices, magicians, and great magicians. , and then, the fairy...

A complete set of templates for practitioners.

A cultivator cultivates his body and his spirit.

Under what circumstances does the human spirit converge?

One is the time to concentrate.This will be easier for anyone who has ever had or is currently a "student" to understand.

The second is when you are resisting in the face of a certain pressure.This is not only the case with the spirit, but also the body. For example, the body will shrink unconsciously when it is cold, and in summer, if there is no air conditioner, it must be very unrestrained when sleeping.

The third is when you look up to a certain goal.Standing in front of the vast sea, standing in front of majestic and criss-crossing mountains, standing under a round of rising sun or bright moon, or standing in front of a person who looks up from a high mountain.

Basically, these three kinds.

Most of the cultivators in this world, generally speaking, those who can use it and know how to apply it are the first type.

But this time, this story gave them the second and third types, like a person who has been walking silently with his head bowed, and suddenly hears the evening drum and morning bell, like a person who has been diving in the water, and suddenly comes to the vast space.

The huge shock from the spirit is indescribable.

So at this time, although the story has already been told, basically all the cultivators are like little lolis, foolish and dazed, and their whole body, mind and spirit are still immersed in the story.

In fact, even if they are not immersed, most of them will not be able to perceive the movement outside at this time.

The movement of the elements is too slow, and the range is too large.

At the moment, those who sensed this change were also staring blankly, no one knew what was going on.and what's going to happen.In the meantime, a group of sanctuary cast their invisible eyes on the side of a certain children's shoe.

But in fact, a certain children's shoe belongs to the party that does not know the truth more than them.

In this way, the boundless elements, like the slowly rising tide, permeate toward this thousand-mile domain without the awareness of most people.

It seems that this has become a blank area for elements, which needs to be supplemented by elements outside.

But of course not.

So.Compared with the outer room, the concentration of elements here is increasing little by little.

According to someone's previous life, or a mathematical measurement revealed in the previous story, it is the concentration of elements here.From the initial 1, it gradually becomes 1.1, 1.2, 1.3...

The pace of change is not rapid.but always.Always on the rise!

It didn't stop, and it didn't show any signs of stopping.

Elements and life are an "opposite".

Life, no matter what form it is, whether it is a blade of grass, a tree, or a person.They will spontaneously repel the elements to form their own "light of life".

And at this time, with the increase in the concentration of elements, this thousand-mile domain.All the lights of life are blooming and glowing brightly.

Where did the diamond come from?

The answer was that they were "pressed" out.

Even the best diamonds, exposed to the surface, exposed to wind, rain and sun, will "loosen" over time, will weather, and will turn into stone powder and soil debris again.

And at this time, all the lives seemed to be squeezed, emitting a strong light of life.

Whether it is a cultivator or a non-cultivator, whether it is a non-human insect, fish, bird, animal, or a flower or tree, all life, billions of lives, are blooming with more and more intense brilliance.

The thicker the element, the more brilliant the brilliance.

Before, before telling the story, in Fang Tian's induction, the flow of elements between heaven and earth is an indescribable beauty.

At this time, the brilliance of these billions of lives blooming...

That is beyond the scope of what the word "beauty" can describe.

At the beginning, Fang Tian felt as if he was standing under the night sky, not the night sky in the city of his previous life, but the night sky of this world. At the center of a large galaxy like the Milky Way.

In this large disc with a distance of about a thousand miles, there are brilliant brilliance everywhere, little by little.

And these billions of brilliance, under the influence of the increasingly dense elements that are still rising, not only their own brilliance is more brilliant, but also faintly, gradually, connected into a whole.

At this moment, these hundreds of millions of lives are truly breathing together, and seem to share a common destiny.

Fang Tian, ​​from the initial circle, gradually got lost in this indescribable grand scene.And all the Sanctuary were also lost...

Temple.

Little Ivy felt that she had a dream. In the dream, she was praising the goddess and her brother.

In the past, no matter how you praise it, the "Lake of Life" is an existence that must appear in the mind and the entire consciousness. This time, it is no exception, but this time, although it seems to be in a dream, the lake is even more clear up.

She prayed, she praised, she was silent, she was intoxicated.

And all of these are making her approach the lake, no longer as close as usual and far away in the sky. Finally, she approached the lake little by little. At this moment, for some reason, she lifted her start.

Above the lake of life, the clouds are steaming.

And at the moment when she raised her head, the clouds gathered into water, the clouds turned into mist, and the water and mist turned into a drop, which seemed to be very fast and slow, clear and blurry, in her looking up , in her gaze, quietly, like stillness, dripping between her brows.

At the moment when the water drop fell between her eyebrows, the lake of life suddenly disappeared.

Instead, it was full of brilliance.

Little Ivy found herself standing in the brilliance of the sky, cyan, yellow, red, blue, four kinds of extremely pure and beautiful light spots, flying around her, in the whole world Dancing.

"It's so beautiful, it's as beautiful as the Lake of Life!" I don't know if it's a dream or reality, but little Ivy just admired it with all her heart.

The next moment, she stretched out her hand and couldn't help but catch these light spots. (To be continued..)