Chapter 1524: Farming and Receiving Goods
In fact, what shocked the female officer Qingshui the most was not the faint bald spot on the empress’s tail.
But she has been serving the Empress for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never had a glimpse of her true body.
The queen’s tail and stuff...
To be able to meet her once is simply a luxury!
But today, in this small garden, Grandma Wushan's recklessness was also reflected in her, and she was actually able to catch the empress's tail? ! ! !
She had been standing by her side quietly just now. Although the empress’ tail was not tucked away, it was hidden under the hem of her skirt. It was so hidden that not even Grandma Wushan noticed anything strange.
On the contrary, it was only now that she discovered that there was a tail that was similar in color to the dress hidden under her dress...
But why did the hair on this tail look a little sparse? At first glance, Looking at it, you can see the light white bald marks all over the tail...
She is a bird demon body. You can tell at a glance that the hair on the empress's tail is as large as that of the little tiger prince. Not the same.
The empress was born with the body of a demon, and her true body was a tiger.
Maybe now that the calamity is approaching, the original body has begun to appear uncontrollably, and the hair on the body has withered and fallen like the dead trees and leaves that are about to fall.
This is clearly the sign of death! ! !
This thought hit my heart with a crazy chill, which made the Qingshui female officer's nose suddenly sore, and her eyes gradually became moist and red, rolling into an uncontrollable feeling of sadness.
Cang Nanyi looked at Qing Shui, the female official, whose eyes were red and feeling sad for no apparent reason.
She was told by this girl that she had a bald tail. She didn't lose her temper yet, so why did her eyes turn red first?
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In the past few days, there is still an endless stream of foreign visitors in Kunlun Mountain.
Bailian was hiding in Wangchen's side hall, so it was rare for him to have some leisure time.
Since returning from the Najialan Cave, his mental power has been severely depleted like a dry river. In a few days, he has almost used the power of the talisman with a high intensity like a crazy flood. Even if the six talismans are aligned vertically and horizontally, He couldn't withstand such an instant burst of consumption.
Just after resting for the past few days, the mental energy that was so completely consumed was replenished at an astonishing speed that had never been seen in the past.
Even, Balian has not deliberately meditated.
Obviously, this is precisely because the power of his spiritual consciousness has been tempered and improved beyond imagination during this retreat in Jialan Cave.
Bailian sat in the quiet room of the side hall without anyone disturbing him.
He slowly raised an arm surrounded by a flowing cyclone, and as his spiritual consciousness overflowed, the meaning of the talisman formed itself.
The heart moves at will, the palms of the hands turn over, the lingering white cyclone makes the big sleeves bulge, and the invisible power of spiritual consciousness turns into a sharp sword intent that is as real as substance.
Xiaoxiao's sword intent piled up into a mountain, and thirteen sword mountains formed after Balian's death.
Those are the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi!
Looking up at the thirteen sword mountains hanging majestically above his head, Balian had both surprise and a wry smile in his eyes.
The surprise is that when he was born as a human being, his luck was polluted by the black rope industry water, and his qualifications were limited. Under his father's fervent hope, he could not say that he would be able to awaken and comprehend the Thirteen Swords of the Celestial Seal. Any sword.
Even ordinary swordsmanship and the Heart Sutra cannot be mastered, which makes Bailiyu regret his whole life.
Now, as the demon he hates the most, he has his own spiritual consciousness. The Thirteen Swords of the Heavenly Seal are sitting in the sky, overflowing into the sea of consciousness, and using his spiritual consciousness to temper the new sword soul. Compared with the one under the mountain that day, The towering momentum of Thirteen Swords Mountain is actually comparable to that of the others.
If we could integrate these thirteen swords of divine consciousness into one sword.
The power of this sword can forcibly cross racial boundaries, ignite the life star, and have the power to kill golden immortals.
Balian waved his hand gently and removed the shadow of the Thirteen Swords Sword Mountain Dharma Appearance.
The power of spiritual consciousness is still as abundant as the mountains and the sea.
The spiritual energy nodes between the bodies are like whales absorbing water, converging all the spiritual energy around the body into them, and dimming randomly.
There was no spiritual power on his body. Instead, the two corpse beads in his heart and dantian vibrated, and his blood energy suddenly surged.
The practice method of the corpse demon clan is actually inseparable from the power of divine consciousness.
It's just that in this world, the vast majority of corpse demons are dead bodies. It takes a long time and rare opportunities before they have the opportunity to awaken their minds and regain the power of their consciousness.
Therefore, the perception of a corpse demon with the power of divine consciousness is vastly different from that of an ordinary corpse demon with no intelligence.
The corpse demon with the power of divine consciousness has powerful spiritual consciousness, but it is far from as complete as it was in life, but it only plays an adequate role.
This is why most zombie demons do not have memories of their lifetime.
It is Si Li, the most talented princess among the corpse demon royal family, who has cultivated to this level so far, and her consciousness is still intact during her lifetime.
But now, Bailian's spiritual consciousness is slightly exposed, but he can see clearly every plant, tree, flower and spirit on the entire Xixuan Peak.
The power of the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness is so huge that it is more than enough to support the spiritual methods of practicing immortality and the dark blood of the corpse demon clan.
This is also equivalent to solving a dilemma that Bai Lian has been practicing for so many years in just a few days.
Human energy is limited, and it is not easy to spend a lifetime cultivating in one field to great success.
Therefore, in this world, unless there are extremely special talents who are dual cultivators of spiritual talismans, weapons and swords, and dual martial arts cultivators, it is extremely difficult for some peak dual cultivators of qi to appear.
Not to mention the dual cultivation of immortals and demons whose attribute camps are completely repelled by natural enemies.
Now that the power of divine consciousness is activated, Balian even finds that he can use spiritual power and dark blood power without any connection.
He gently shook his palm, realizing that the power of his consciousness was like a master key that could unlock any domain power in his body at will.
He then confidently and boldly opened the spiritual power nodes in his body, guided by the power of divine consciousness.
The power of the dark blood and the spiritual power, which were originally repelling or even devouring each other in the body, and which had always been carefully maintained in balance, actually blended together very quietly and harmoniously.
The power of the two merges with each other. It looks like a small cyclone wrapped around the palm, but it is like a dormant dragon, implying an unknown powerful force that seems to have never existed in the world and is newly born.
However, while maintaining the integration of these two forces, the power of divine consciousness is still sufficient.
Bailian thought for a moment, and with deep eyes, the color of his pupils turned into light blue, the silver dragon horns grew, and he stood up tall, with a demonic aura soaring into the sky, but it did not affect the other person at all. The fusion of two forces.
The silver-blue demonic energy turned into a cyclone, guided by his spiritual consciousness, Bailian's eyes moved deeply, and he used his mind as a pen to soak up the demonic power, swung it and wrote runes on it, and printed it on Among those two new forces that merge with each other.
I never thought that his tempered spiritual power seemed to have the ability to communicate with the power of all things, and he could effortlessly carve the demon power runes clearly and steadily into that Among the dark blood and spiritual power.
A strange long buzzing sound echoed from the depths of Balian's body. For the first time, the three forces with completely opposite races and attributes were fused. No matter who it was, it was an extremely terrifying and unsafe act of self-destruction.
But there was no sign of nervousness on Bailian's face. The power of consciousness as abundant as mountains and seas was his most reliable and stable backing.
If anything goes wrong, he can control the power of his consciousness and separate these three forces in an instant.
And this is indeed his first attempt to integrate the power of the three races of demons, immortals and demons into one.
However, this is indeed the first time that he has attempted this.
He can control this behavior without making any mistakes, because he has the confidence to be confident at the moment.
But he couldn't predict what kind of magical new power these three forces would create when combined.
The moment the silver-blue demon talisman was formed into a seal, a small storm seemed to appear in the quiet room, gradually spinning from the top of Balian's head to form a vortex like a vast ocean hanging in the deep sea.
It’s just that for some reason, the fusion of these three forces, guided by the power of divine consciousness, was like a sand tower under the shadow of a mirage, successfully condensed, but it suddenly disappeared. The sand melts and collapses in the storm.
Watching the three strange auras of silvery blue, dark red, and pure white in front of me disappear into dots of light and disperse.
Bailian’s calm eyes did not show any disappointment.
He lowered his eyes and pondered, murmuring to himself: "Is it really not as simple as you thought?"
But in any case, through the communication and integration of the power of divine consciousness, Under this, even though these three forces could only merge and merge with each other for a short time, they then dispersed.
But if he activates these three powers at the same time, there will no longer be any mutually exclusive and mutually devouring reactions.
You and I don't interfere with each other.
However...it cannot be fused. What...is there something wrong with it?
Bailian, who was lost in thought, did not notice when the remaining light of the three forces in front of him scattered into dust and light and scattered, falling on the plush accessories hanging around his waist.
The long hairy ball suddenly radiated brilliantly.
Bailian seemed to feel something, and he paused for a moment. When he lowered his head, he saw that the hairy ball was hanging down from his waist, and when it fell into his legs, its shape began to change.
The soft fur ball with half an arm as long as a tail turned into a jade pen with a color as green as a lake.
The wolf's hair is white and flawless, except for a cluster of ink at the tip, which has an elegant charm of plain wind pine.
Bailian looked more and more stunned.
Seems puzzled as to how a good-looking ball of hair could turn into such a jade pen.
Bailian picked up the jade pen between his legs and looked at it over and over again for a long time. The jade pen felt warm and cool when he touched it. It was not as cold and hard as ordinary jade, but like a beautiful woman. It feels as smooth and moist as cool skin.
This jade pen... seems to be able to resonate with his demonic power?
Bailian didn't understand how the hair he plucked from the poor tigress demon when he was drunk could turn into a jade pen at this time and resonate with his demon power.
And this jade pen looks like it is exuding an incomprehensible mysterious power. Holding it between your fingers, it makes Balian Tiantian seem to know how to deal with it at this moment.
He drew in the air, and the power of his spiritual consciousness turned into ink and traces, sinking into the wolf hair of the pen tip, and the silver-blue evil spirit sank into the jade pen at a speed that could be described as greedy.
Write by hand again, and draw the spiritual demon talisman again in mid-air.
This time, the demon talisman that no longer reflects any color was born.
The demon talisman once again merged into the two intertwined forces.
This time there was no instability, collapse or decomposition. The demon talisman touched the second force and its color changed.
Gradually faded into a light golden color.
Although it is a demon talisman drawn by demon power, for some unknown reason, Pingduan has a bit more sacred meaning.
Balian didn't think too much. He tried to knead the three forces that were integrated in his palm, but they didn't move at all, as if what he held in his palm was a piece of fine iron that had been tempered by thunder and lightning.
He has never seen the three forces of demon, fairy and devil merge at the same time.
Therefore, it is impossible to predict what kind of new skill power will be generated when these three forces are combined into one.
Just at the moment when the three forces merged, it was as if the amount of information appeared in the skull, and a certain understanding was clearly obtained.
The fusion of these three forces seems to involve three new skills: space, domain, and blood fantasy.
Balian was deeply aware of what kind of energy fluctuations would be caused on this mountain peak if he fully released these three power bodies at this moment.
The new battle array created may even alarm the capital of the Emperor of the Immortal Realm.
Bailian had no choice but to suppress his inner excitement and curiosity, and use the power of his spiritual consciousness to clearly peel apart these three completely different power systems.
Dissipate the power between your palms.
The tall body gradually returned to normal, with all the demon power, dark blood power and spiritual power restrained and hidden.
Only the moonlight chains behind him jingled, as if they were silently mocking Balian, a weakling with no cultivation.
Bailian stretched out, and the bones in his body crackled like fried beans.
He raised the jade pen in his hand high to the top and looked at Lin carefully.
This thing... doesn't look like it belongs to ordinary mountain monsters.
The hair can still retain such a magical amount after being separated from the body.
Balian stretched out a finger and gently fiddled with the snow-white wolf hair, wiping away a trace of blood that had been stained on the tip of the wolf hair at some point.
The feel of this hair...
Bailian frowned slightly.
It was unusually familiar...
The corner of his mouth twitched, and a ridiculous reason suddenly rose in his heart.
This familiar feel is somewhat like the feel of the little tiger's tail.
This young highness is not so ignorant that he casually frees a man on the side of the road. He also spends his own energy and the most beautiful hair on his tail to make him a Come out with the jade pen...
Otherwise... in this world, is there any creature that has the power to be so close to the demon clan and demon power.
Bailian weighed the very light jade pen in his hand and watched it turn into an ordinary, ordinary waist ornament.