I Got Reincarnated as a Weed (My New Life As A Plant In A Cultivation World)

"Crack!"

The little icon insisted and tried to stand up.

But his leg bones shattered into pieces again.

The bone slag pierced into the flesh and blood, and the sourness caused the little icon to slowly open its eyes.

I wanted to cry, but after thinking about my identity, I couldn't cry.

The little icon feels very uncomfortable.

The more you struggle, the more pain you suffer.

The little icon is not stupid, the reason for doing this is because he wants to become stronger.

So he struggled.

"Don't be like this, isn't it good to be honest?" Zhou Ye was speechless.

It's so painful, why bother?

"The more pain I suffer, the stronger I will become!" said the little icon in a deep voice.

His eyes were bloodshot, and blood was spilling from his skin.

Zhou Ye didn't answer.

The little icon was right.

The more pain you suffer, the stronger you can indeed become.

Zhou Ye was refining his grass juice, his real body had recovered, and he was no longer sluggish.

This state of being at the peak won't last long, but Zhou Ye is not afraid.

You can refine your own grass juice at any time, so that you are always at your peak.

His two leaf tips propped up on the ground, his physical strength exploded, and he sat up with his body propped up.

"boom!"

A wave of heavy pressure hit, forcibly bending Zhou Ye's body.

The two blades of grass, like steel under high pressure, did not tremble at all.

Zhou Ye struggled to straighten his body, and then with great strength he put away his two blades of grass.

"boom!"

Another wave of pressure hit.

The pressure shrouded Zhou Ye's body for a long time.

The two blades of grass like sharp swords were bent even more.

But the two blades of grass were not broken, and they were still extremely tough.

The little icon was very convinced in his heart.

Big brother is big brother, look, there is no shit under such pressure.

And what about yourself?

The little icon shook his head secretly, feeling very weak.

in mid-air.

"The next project, they will definitely like it." Erdan put his arms around his chest and smiled.

King Lei Yan also smiled slightly.

"I like it very much, but the key question is how to make the two of them do their best."

Erdan raised his right hand, rubbing his chin.

After a long while, he said: "We must do our best, otherwise we two will end up playing with them in person."

"Wonderful." King Lei Yan raised his brows and agreed.

...

The distance is over, there is still a little time.

Zhou Ye found that the mastery of the Saint Blood Demon Art on the panel had reached 37% before the entry level!

In other words, the Holy Blood Demon Art increased his strength by 3.7%.

It does seem to be a bit less, but the Holy Blood Demon Art has not yet started.

If the Holy Blood Demon Gong is complete, at that time, within the same physical realm, who else is Zhou Moucao's opponent?

Zhou Ye thought about it, waiting for the day when his holy blood magic power is consummated, he must find a few more friends of the same physical realm to discuss.

"How long?" the little icon asked weakly.

"Hold on first, it's almost time, it's just a few words." Zhou Ye replied.

"Well, good." The little icon nodded.

His body had lost too much blood and was a little shriveled.

If it wasn't for a relatively high cultivation base, he might have already ascended to heaven.

in the air.

Heavenly King Lei Yan raised his head and looked in the direction of the Wood Realm Continent with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Erdan asked.

"The whole world prepares for war." King Lei Yan said slowly.

Erdan raised his brows when he heard the words.

Is this ready for war?

Once the war begins, I am afraid that hundreds of millions of lives will be displaced and homeless.

Heavenly King Lei Yan looked into the distance, and hundreds of millions of creatures were reflected in the depths of his pupils.

Materials that cannot be counted in numbers are being transported from all directions to the hands of those ancient races.

In the sky, there are a large number of birds and monsters, covering the sky and the sun, and they are like an organized and disciplined army moving forward with a purpose.

In the Tongtian River that runs through the wood world, the water creatures are in groups, densely packed, forming huge shadows one after another in the Tongtian River.

In the deep mountains, there are beasts roaring.

One after another, the forest kings rushed to their destination with a huge team.

In the vast land, towering ancient trees rose from the ground, surrounded by countless elves above the canopy.

One after another has existed since ancient times, and the boulders that have never been moved have awakened from their slumber...

The flowers swayed in the wind, the whole of the flowers fell off the branches, turned into a long rainbow and flew into the distance.

...

"I was probably very excited before, and I wished I could get involved right away." Erdan said slowly.

It shook its head, sighed and continued: "Now I don't want it anymore. In every battle, it is those innocent creatures who suffer."

King Lei Yan was silent.

"We don't want to go to war with anyone in the wood world, but others are bullying us, so we are not afraid to go to war. Even if we do everything, we must make the other party pay a heavy price." King Lei Yan said coldly.

"Ugh."

Two eggs sighed.

It seems to see the future.

The cloudless sky disappeared, replaced by an extremely dim sky.

The green ocean above the earth has long since disappeared, and only the thick fire of war is burning.

The entire realm is penetrated by the trauma of war, and it is no longer as peaceful and harmonious as before.

Erdan is a sword spirit who has experienced border wars.

It once cut down a sword with its own hands and killed millions of living beings.

It can never forget this.

"Although the relationship between the fairy world and us is not good, it can't be said to be bad. Only the devil world is the biggest enemy of our wood world!" said King Lei Yan.

"The devil world is too barren, except for a lot of negative energy, there are very few other things, so they like to plunder, and they hate other creatures very much." Erdan said.

Among the six realms, no matter what race they are, they will spit away when they see a demon.

The Demon Race is an extremely proud race. Although it has a bad history, the Demon Race is incomparably powerful and confident, and naturally cannot bear such treatment.

So the demons are very crazy and very bloodthirsty.

From ancient times to the present, all border wars have the shadow of the demon world. Although it cannot be directly said that it was provoked by the demon world, most of the reasons for the border war are because of the demon world.

"I think this life is pretty good now, but since there are some people who don't want us to live so peacefully, let's fight." King Lei Yan smiled lightly.

"Hit so hard that they have to retreat back to their hometown." Erdan nodded.

"You didn't belong to the Demon Race before, why did you defect now?" King Lei Yan asked jokingly.

"I am the sword spirit, the sword in the master's hand." Erdan said in a deep voice.

King Lei Yan nodded, he understood.

Erdan likes to fight, but it doesn't want to be involved in such a war.

With cultivation like theirs, if they were to participate in such a war, the number of souls who died in their hands would probably be innumerable.

That's a stress.

It is easy to breed the pressure of demons.

"It's time." Erdan said suddenly.

"Um."

Heavenly King Lei Yan nodded, and with a thought, the pressure that enveloped Zhou Ye and the little icon disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, the flames that burned the space also disappeared.

Erdan raised his hand, and a trace of black light fell into his hand and disappeared.

"call……"

The little icon let out a long breath and relaxed a little.

Zhou Ye lay on the ground, refining a drop of grass juice.

He recovered quickly and returned directly to his peak state, alive and kicking.

"Brother, is it okay?" Zhou Ye walked to the little icon, and then handed the tip of the leaf to the little icon.

"Okay, why not?"

The little icon took the tip of the blade and then started refining.

The little icon recovered, but there was still blood on the surface of the skin.

The breeze was blowing, and the slight smell of blood was scattered.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Ye asked.

"It feels okay."

The little icon turned into a human body, and after moving his limbs, he showed a reluctant smile.

"Although the realm of the physical body has not been broken directly, it has improved a lot." The little icon clenched his fists, and bursts of crisp sounds came from his arms.

"Amazing." Zhou Ye nodded, convinced.

"Brother, do you feel anything?" asked the little icon.

Zhou Ye smiled and then said, "I don't feel anything."

With the existence of a plug-in father, every time he breaks through, he is at the peak of his realm.

The current realm of the physical body is the peak of the low-grade heaven. It is reasonable to say that it only needs a little improvement to break through the realm and reach the middle-grade of the sky.

But Zhou Ye can't.

Unless he uses points to improve, Zhou Ye can only break through when he has the power of the peak of the mid-level sky when he is low-level.

It's cumbersome to explain.

"You don't feel anything?" In the air, King Lei Yan sneered, and then continued: "The next project, the two of you will fight with your physical realm, you must go all out, otherwise we will end up playing with you in person."

Zhou Ye cried out in his heart.

What kind of special training is this?

The little icon was also stunned, with an unbelievable look on his face.

Let yourself hit your big brother? How can this be done? Big brother has a life-saving grace for him.

"Tianwang, isn't that bad?" Zhou Ye felt a little pain in his stomach.

If you hit the little icon...you can't do it yourself.

Everyone is good buddies, how could they really use all their strength to do each other?

"What's wrong?" King Lei Yan snorted softly.

Then he started urging.

"Hurry up, otherwise it won't be a special training if the two of us come to accompany you." King Lei Yan sneered.

Zhou Ye took a deep breath.

If Lei Yan Tianwang and Erdan came to accompany them, it would not be called special training, it would be called mixed doubles.

It's the kind of mixed doubles that can't be resisted at all.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ye sighed, and then said to the little icon: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"Huh?" The little icon was stunned, but didn't react.

Immediately, a blade of grass like a whip was reflected in his pupils.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, the little icon rolled in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother, are you serious?" The little icon was stunned.

"Hurry up, otherwise we might not be able to handle the mixed doubles later." Zhou Ye was a little helpless.

He Zhou Moucao didn't want to do this either.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The little icon sighed.

This is impossible, and I don't want to do it myself.

As soon as the words fell, the little icon was swollen with muscles all over his body, and his huge fist slammed directly at Zhou Ye.

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