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For the next period of time, Zhang Ruochen stayed in Xingtian Cliff.

It is said to be a cliff, but it is actually bigger than a million living planets combined. The big floor is thick and thick, and the space is constantly expanding, and the air is filled with strands of colorful chaos.

It is not an exaggeration to compare this place to a half-sacred world, it is an excellent treasure realm for cultivation.

No wonder the red crow tree can breed wildly here.

It's no wonder that countless monks want to ascend Xingtian Cliff, apprentice to learn art.

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There is no day, no night, and it is hard to see a creature other than the Red Crow Tree.

Living here for a long time will make people forget the existence of time.

Zhang Ruochen sometimes went to meditate on the edge of the cliff and watched the clouds of Haishixingwu dissipate, and the waves were magnificent. Space and time existed in a unique way here, which gave him unprecedented feelings.

Sometimes I would go to Jingzhudong and read ancient books like mountains and seas.

The more he experienced, the more Zhang Ruochen felt his lack of knowledge. Although, after refining a heart of the **** tree, he obtained the knowledge of a Yuanhui of the **** tree, but the knowledge of the **** tree has limitations after all.

As a god, you must learn more.

Sometimes Zhang Ruochen would enter the Red Crow Forest and swing a sword to chop down trees.

The red crow tree was harder than he thought, like holy iron, some ancient trees in it, Zhang Ruochen could not cut them off with only one sword. Moreover, the red crow tree will launch a counterattack, and its branches are like spears.

With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation base, he can naturally deal with it.

But if you change into a sacred monk, you will definitely die.

Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient bronze coffin and released the God Eater from the coffin. The insect swarm entered the red crow forest and immediately uttered a cheerful cry, ate the tree trunk, and devoured the fire crow fruit.

"Wow!"

The branches of ancient trees showed bright flames, and slapped on a god-eater.

The three-meter-long Divine Devouring Insect was beaten and flew more than ten miles away.

But the shell is hard and there is no injury.

The god-eater roared in anger, like a mad bull, the worm's feet quickly kicked up, rushing to the red crow tree again, and continued to eat.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The battle between the red crow tree and the god-eater, broke out all the time.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the air, with hair flying, looking down, very satisfied with the struggle. God-eaters cannot be kept in captivity all the time, they have to be motivated at all times, and they have to go out for food by themselves.

Obviously, the red crow tree is an excellent food.

Not necessarily, but I can take this opportunity to evolve the God-Eater to the fifth generation.

At that time, their explosive power might surpass Zhang Ruochen himself. If it is possible to obtain the powerful reproduction ability of the red crow tree, it will be even more incredible!

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On this day, Zhang Ruochen sat on the edge of the cliff, and the ground around his body was full of divine soil, glowing in the sun, and his mental power thoughts turned into rows of rice-sized tadpoles, flying all over the sky.

Suddenly, all the tadpole villains dimmed, turning into a stream like a swarm of bees returning to their nests, entering Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"It failed again. It is really not easy to break through to the seventy-fifth level."

In the battle of Xing Huantian, the Buddha's relic and the heart of the **** wood have been integrated with Zhang Ruochen, and his spiritual power skyrocketed again, reaching the peak of the 74th order.

Going further, as long as he reaches the seventy-fifth level, Zhang Ruochen is confident that he can compete with the higher gods only with mental power.

But this step is too difficult!

It should be understood that many spiritual power gods who have cultivated for more than 100,000 years can not reach the seventy-fifth level, and eventually die under the catastrophe of the Yuanhui.

Zhang Ruochen had only become a **** for decades, and he had already reached the threshold of the 75th step. This is the speed of cultivation that other spiritual power gods cannot imagine.

Behind him, there was the sound of footsteps.

"Uncle!"

Carrying a mahogany lunch box, Xu Tingting came to the edge of the cliff, took out a dish of butterfly dishes from the box, and said: "Uncle, I made four dishes for you today. Can you taste it soon? By the way, There is still a pot of wine!"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the young girl in Tsing Yi, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and fed it into his mouth. He praised: "Yes, very good. I haven't tasted the world's food like this for many years."

Take another sip of wine.

"Wine is also a great wine."

From Zhang Ruochen to Xinghuantian, Xu Tingting sent him meals every day, which was considered very intentional.

According to her seniority and age, she was much worse than Zhang Ruochen.

However, she insisted on calling him Uncle Zhang Ruochen.

After a long time, the two became acquainted and talked a lot.

Zhang Ruochen gradually realized that Xu Tingting had been separated from his parents for many years. It was only recently that he was found by Xuwen's elders. He brought Xinghuantian along the way and Xingtianya again.

As for the situation of her parents, she did not know, Zhang Ruochen did not ask much.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood, Xu Tingting lowered his head and asked softly: "Uncle, are you really Chi Kunlun's father?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at her.

She was taken aback, waved her hand in a panic, and said, "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just want to know why Chi Kunlun is not with you? Do you know where he is now?"

When asked the last sentence, Xu Tingting's pretty face turned red, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a place to sew in.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't see her thoughts, and continued to pick up dishes, saying: "You know the situation between me and his mother. So, when he was a child, we had some misunderstandings, but these misunderstandings are now solved! He should have returned to Kunlun Realm now, and may also be in the Starry Sky Battlefield."

"Isn't it dangerous?"

Xu Tingting's worries were completely written on his face.

Zhang Ruochen said: "As a man, after all, you have to face danger to grow. Why do you care about him so much?"

Xu Tingting lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I...I just want to thank him for helping him in the World Goddess Building."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I was there at the time, and it was obviously the matter that he provoked, and it has nothing to do with you. Besides, Senior Xu's cultivation is more than 10,000 times better than that of the kid. In which round will he be shot?

Xu Tingting suddenly became particularly firm, and said: "No! Uncle, you don't know how brave he is. At that time, there were so many masters of the monster race, but he could still stand up and justify his parents. He clearly knew that uncle is your enemy. There are many, and Empress Chi Yao has many enemies, but she is fearless, and she is not afraid of those strong people hiding in the dark."

"Furthermore, he can run away alone, because he is worried about the safety of my grandfather and he took a huge risk and took us away. Brother Kunlun is definitely an indomitable man."

"Guru!"

Zhang Ruochen drank the wine in the flask and said, "Does he know your identity?"

Xu Tingting shook his head somewhat discouraged.

"Don't worry, if I see him, I must tell him that there is a silly **** Xingtian Cliff who will never forget him." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xu Tingting was even more shy, and said somewhat complaining: "Uncle! It's not good for you to say that..."

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said, "Uncle here is a sentence, do you want to listen?"

"What is it?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The cultivation environment of Xingtianya is incomparable elsewhere. And your grandfather, who is also a mentally strong person, can be regarded as a famous teacher. You must practice hard and strive to catch up with Chi Kunlun as soon as possible. Surpass him. At that time, you will have more time to get along. Otherwise, the difference in cultivation level will be too big, which is not a good thing."

Zhang Ruochen felt deeply by himself.

He likes to be with Mu Lingxi, it can be very relaxed and very pleasant. However, he still has a lot to do after all, unable to enjoy the ease.

He likes to play flute and piano with Kong Lanyou, and travel around the mountains and rivers. However, he still has the Emperor Father imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, and many enemies who want to kill him, as well as the Holy Monk Xumi, the God of Blood, the Lord of the God of Death..., countless people's expectations.

Who can really live as himself?

Xu Tingting nodded slightly and listened to Zhang Ruochen's words.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and noticed that the time-stamped light spots around him became alive, converging into a long river of time-stamping, floating in the sky.

"Did it succeed?" Zhang Ruochen thought.

The voice of the old woodcutter entered Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Come to the crater of Chaos."

Zhang Ruochen showed joy, turned into a divine light, and flew straight to the end of the long river of time imprints.

When he arrived, Bai Qing'er and Xu Wenzhi had arrived, standing in the air in the crater.

Below, the chaotic flames were hot and thick smoke billowed.

The sundial is suspended in the chaotic flames, and the surrounding time-marked light spots converge into an ocean of time, flowing in a strange pattern.

The old woodcutter stood in the crater, his figure was as tall as a green pine, his old face turned red by the flames, and his arms suddenly raised.

"Wow!"

The sundial flew up from the chaotic flames and fell in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The time-marked light spots around, frantically rushed towards it, disappearing into the rough stone body.

On the sundial, the twelve graduations derive twelve different light and shadows, like the sun rising from the east and the west setting, and the moon's shadow is missing, and the seasons change.

"Try it!" the old woodcutter said.

Zhang Ruochen didn't conceal his martial arts cultivation base ~lightnovelpub.net~ The air in his body circulated, gushing out from the palm of his palm and pouring into the sundial.

With a "bang", the time imprints in the space of a hundred thousand li all tremble and converge towards the sundial.

On the sundial, at four o'clock in the afternoon, a gate of space appeared.

Zhang Ruochen flew into the door without hesitation.

After many years, he once again entered the inner space of the sundial and appeared in a place like an ancient cave.

Back then, in order to rescue Chi Kongle from the **** of Xiuchen, the door of the sundial's space was opened once. After that, Zhang Ruochen wanted to enter the sundial, but he couldn't do anything about it.

In the cave, the extinguished fire was actually burning.

Zhang Ruochen looked carefully and found that the flames were formed by the converging of time stamps.

Time is burning!

The old woodcutter's voice came into Zhang Ruochen's ears again, saying: "The sundial has been repaired, but the spirit of the instrument has become very weak because of severe trauma, and he has lost consciousness."

"At present, the sundial can only support up to ten heaven-filling gods to practice together. If it is a great god, only one person can practice."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Couldn't the spirit of the sundial grow up quickly?"

"How can it be that easy? The growth of the spirits is a long process. What you can do at present is to take the time to first develop the consciousness of the spirits. Of course, there is no other way!"

Zhang Ruochen asked quickly: "What is the solution?"

"Directly cultivate a **** who specializes in the way of time into the sundial and turn it into an instrument spirit. However, there are also drawbacks. After all, as long as the **** is a god, there is an upper limit for growth. Unless the **** you find has its own strength and The potential is extraordinary." The old woodcutter said.

Zhang Ruochen heard it strangely, always feeling that the old woodcutter meant something, as if he was deliberately guiding him to think somewhere.