Reflect the world

Chapter 204 God Tribulates Light (Second Change)

boom!
Silently, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in Tang Xuanming's mind, which made him dizzy and stared at him.

But he was so delighted that he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Because he got an incomparably generous reward.

"It's really crazy to get such a huge return for just a bucket of ordinary animal milk!"

After sitting on the altar for a long time, Tang Xuanming calmed down, but he still clenched his hands tightly, showing his uncontrollable excitement.

An extremely clear divine art was imprinted in his mind, and the model of that divine art was extremely complicated, consisting of hundreds of millions of bone inscriptions.

It is obviously an extremely complicated structure, but it looks beautiful, and the beauty is thrilling.

Tang Xuanming couldn't help but immerse himself in his divine thoughts, feeling the endless mystery of this divine art.

The mind sank into this magical technique, as if being infinitely elevated, becoming the master of the heaven and the earth, the supreme way of heaven.

Any rebellious behavior may usher in a blow like destroying the world, so it is called God's Jieguang.

This divine technique from Emperor Huangtian is unparalleled in its mystery, transcendent, and incomparably terrifying.

At this moment, it was firmly imprinted in Tang Xuanming's heart.

Tang Xuanming tried to understand and release, but he couldn't do it in a short time.

The heavy pressure made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and it seemed that such an incomparable magical technique would suck up all his vitality in one go.

Different systems of methods also require him to try his best to understand. Of course, this kind of original magic that directly points to the Dao, even if it is a product of different systems, can still be easily understood.

……

And in the small border village, a little boy like a porcelain doll stands in the hidden jungle, the sun shines on him through the branches, and the dappled sunlight becomes his embellishment.

His eyes were still black and white, watery and pitiful, but there was an inexplicable meaning in his words.

"God's robbery!"

The little boy who looked about five or six years old pressed his hands on his chest, and felt an incomparable pain in his chest for no reason, as if something was missing.

Always optimistic and cheerful, he rarely frowned in a heartless way.

"I remembered something!"

He muttered to himself, and couldn't help but look up beyond the Great Wilderness, towards the imperial capital of the Stone Kingdom.

"Little one is stealing milk again."

An excited scream broke the silence in the jungle, and a child about five or six years old screamed, with two snots hanging from his nose.

His scream attracted a group of children to watch, and then the exclamation continued.

"Sure enough, the little one won't grow up, and he drinks milk all day long."

"Shy, shy, still drinking milk at such a big age."

The little girl stretched out her fingers and tapped the dimples on her face, mocking the little one.

The originally heavy atmosphere among the woods was suddenly washed away, leaving only a cheerful atmosphere.

The little boy blushed with shame and covered his face with his little hands.

Then came a series of complicated and unspeakable topics. What animal milk came out of nowhere, isn't it natural for children to drink animal milk?

Do you know how many combinations there are in animal milk?

A group of friends laughed, and the grove was full of cheerful atmosphere.

It's just that no one can see the sadness in the depths of Xiao Budian's eyes.

……

"Who can save my godmother? I am willing to offer the formula of longevity."

"The building is about to fall, who can help the big man in the crisis?"

"Who can split Taoshan and save my mother?"

……

Prayers and wishes were one after another, but most of them were either impossible to fulfill or not very useful to Tang Xuanming.

After browsing for more than half an hour, his divine sense was almost exhausted, and his expression was full of exhaustion.

"It's time to go back, it's not good to disappear from the tribe for too long."

With a thought, he disappeared from above the altar and returned to his stone house.

"Brother Tang, Brother Tang, come out!"

Pihemero's voice is sharp and discerning, soft and melodious in the past, but this time it is full of anxiety and restlessness.

Tang Xuanming was startled, and quickly walked out of the room. Two sturdy hunters carried a young man covered in blood to his side.

"Brother Tang, save him quickly!"

The pear blossoms of Pihemerocallis were crying with rain, the boy's whole body was covered with blood, and even his blood vessels burst.

It was already a miracle to be able to survive just barely maintaining his breath.

Tang Xuanming looked at the two strong hunters, and one of the hunters said sadly: "Swallowing the blood of the beast, there is no way to withstand the impact, the blood is rioting, usually when such a situation happens, it is already considered dead." It's..."

The two hunters looked solemn, and both looked a little sad, but not heavy. For the tribe, life and death are just very common things.

They moved the boy to Tang Xuanming's place just to do their best. In fact, none of the people who had this kind of situation survived.

"Blood riot!"

Tang Xuanming looked solemn, knowing that this situation was not good.

The Ant Emperor Method may be regarded as perfect, but there are too many problems in the actual operation of the theoretical perfection.

Theoretically devouring nine kinds of blood, after the fusion of the blood, it is invincible in heaven and earth, and its potential shocks the world.

But in fact, devouring any kind of blood is extremely dangerous. It is necessary to defeat the ferocity contained in the blood of the beast and tame the blood of the beast.

Once it fails, the result will naturally be positive and terrible.

The blood pulse of the ferocious beast hit the blood of the human race itself, and even a genius doctor couldn't heal the impact of this kind of blood at the root level.

From Tang Xuanming's understanding, the impact of the blood riot is similar to the genetic collapse of later generations.

There is no solution for this situation for future generations, it is a completely unsolvable behavior.

He quickly tapped dozens of times on the boy's body, which was the medical skill he learned from Duan Murong, and he stopped the bleeding of the boy with acupuncture.

But more treatment methods, he has no way.

He didn't know how to treat this young man at all, and he couldn't even grasp the young man's veins when he felt his pulse.

This young man in his golden age, the most youthful and glorious moment of his life, has not yet ushered in the beauty of life, so he is about to die like this.

He watched the boy's aura weaken little by little, and finally he couldn't feel it at all.

Tang Xuanming shook his head helplessly, Pi Hemerocallis suddenly collapsed, fell to his knees, and wept silently.

The two hunters carried the boy's body away, their faces a little heavy.

It is not the first time Pihemero has experienced life and death, but it is the first time that someone of the same generation dies in front of her.

She threw herself into Tang Xuanming's arms, and tears soaked Tang Xuanming's chest in no time.

Tang Xuanming could only pat her on the back lightly, not knowing how to comfort the painful girl.

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