Chapter 25 It’s up to me
What a bad fate!
Qingtian said helplessly: "I probably know who it is. It should be the transformed monster in the white mist forest, named Bai Jing or something."
She didn't remember it at the time. She wanted to fool him and never see him again, but she didn't know there would be a follow-up.
"Bai Jing? That's the surname of the Bai Jing family in the empire." Yilan was surprised. The person with this surname was not a World of Warcraft.
Qingtian replied: "That's not clear. Let's forget about it for now. Let's think about how to recover."
Her current goal is to recover as soon as possible so that she can cope with the soul fusion in five days. Other things are trivial in the face of life and death.
"The demon soul seed is equivalent to an alternative demon core, and we still have spiritual power space, which is equivalent to having two energy storage pools. If used well, recovery will be very fast."
Lanzemar further explained his understanding, "But in turn, they all need to absorb spiritual power, and there are differences in their cultivation and operation, which will be more troublesome."
Qingtian suddenly thought: "What if we combine them into one?"
She was inspired by the fusion of souls to think this way. After all, the use and maintenance of the two warehouses required double the effort, and now they were still competing for spiritual power without feeding the body back.
"How about you give it a try?" Yilan expressed her support, but Lanzemar had no objection.
Qingtian calmed down and began to try to communicate with the magic thorn vine and the spiritual space.
The current spiritual space is mainly represented by plants, and the thorn vine looks somewhat similar to the poison ivy she built before, so she began to use her mind to imagine the thorn vine gradually taking root and sprouting in the spiritual space...
Soon, the spiritual space vibrated, the ground cracked, and purple-black tentacles stretched out from the ground, gradually expanded, occupied the entire ground, and began to climb upward.
The originally peaceful plant space suddenly showed resistance. The dense branches and leaves quickly shrank and withered. The leaves fell on the ground and spread out in layers, trying to cover up the ugliness of the thorns.
The bare branches let the dazzling white light pass through easily, burning the thorns trying to climb up.
The battle between light and darkness was not bloody, but extremely fierce!
Qingtian's whole body began to tremble, and the ocean of consciousness sent out a tsunami-like storm, and the spiritual space seemed to be overturned and collapsed at any time.
"The situation is not good." Yilan huddled in her conscious space.
"Sure enough, it's difficult to fuse "human" and "demon". If it doesn't work, just stop! Otherwise it will be dangerous!" Lanzemar was also very worried.
Sunny endured the pain and still continued.
Why not?
What is a human and what is a demon?
People who do evil are also demons, and demons who do good are also human.
There is no darkness without light, and mutual repulsion and interdependence coexist.
Why not?
He, Sumucheng, can wear human skin and perform evil deeds.
Why can’t my spiritual space accommodate a demon seed?
Whether I do evil or do good, it’s up to me to say it, and it’s only after I do it.
This is my spiritual space!
It's up to me!
The firm consciousness penetrated the spiritual space like a sharp sword, and the two parties fighting each other suddenly stopped, contracted their offensive, and gradually relaxed.
The thorn vines are no longer aggressive, the branches and leaves above them have stopped shaking off, and new leaves with dark purple meridians have regrown, and the light is no longer burning and has become warm.
Gradually, the thorn vines merged into the earth. The originally mud-colored earth took on a purple-black appearance, and the green grass gave off a dark light. Different plants in the space formed protrusions on their branches, giving birth to spikes.
On the other side of the cactus, thorn vines happily interspersed among them, enriching the monotonous area.
After the space was stabilized, the spiritual power recovered and circulated at a high speed, and the muscles and bones roamed in the sunny sky. The originally broken bones were repaired and healed, becoming firm and tough, and even qualitatively improved.
Feeling these changes, the three of them finally felt relieved.
Lanzemar sighed: "I really didn't expect that you could reach this point. Your soul power is beyond imagination."
"Wow, that's great. After the body recovers, it should be even better than before!" Yilan jumped happily in the consciousness space.
Qingtian is also very happy. The first problem has been solved. With this recovery speed, he will no longer have to lie down like a mummy soon! What follows is an escape plan five days later.
"Then, while everyone is awake, let's hold a meeting to discuss the problems we face..."
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Damn humans!
Seeing Qingtian absorbing a few spirit stones, the civet cat Nami was confused for a while. When it calmed down, it ignored him and took a closer look with its magic eyes that could see through spirits. Hum, three spirits were overlapping. Well, I don’t know what I’m doing.
After calling twice, there was still no movement in Qingtian.
It's boring, the tool cat is so miserable!
When I was about to jump out of bed, I smelled the scent of the spirit stone that made me feel comfortable physically and mentally.
If the little girl can eat it, I should be able to eat it too. After all, this meow is also a purebred Xue Ruier from the White Mist Forest. He is a Warcraft, oh, no, a spiritual beast!
So it put the two remaining top-quality spiritual stones on the floor, pulled them with its fat little feet, and bit them with its upper mouth.
So hard, you can’t bite?
Let me think about how the little girl ate them...
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Time passed very quickly, and Qingtian withdrew from the space of consciousness with a heavy heart. This time, he had a deep understanding of the grudges between Lanzemaer, Sumu Cheng, and the Holy Girl. It was a big drama.
Lanzemar was a young and promising countess during the former Carmel Empire. She came from a prominent family, was good at fighting, and had her childhood sweetheart, the Marquis Hall.
But later, Mar's sister Lanzeria, the last emperor of the Carman Empire, Carmen Milu, and the regent Dimos intervened in their relationship, causing many entanglements. Coupled with other social conflicts, a civil war broke out and the dynasty fell apart. .
In the end, Lanzemar's faction established the Lanze Empire. But before the founding ceremony, she was deceived and imprisoned by Lanzeria and Deimos.
In the years that followed, she broke the memory blockade, endured it for many years, pretended to obey Deimos, and stole the Demon King's token before she found a chance to escape and transferred her soul to Morton Yilan, who was assassinated at the time.
Sumucheng and the Saint are actually the soul carriers of Deimos and Lanzeria.
So this time we are facing two monsters that have lived for thousands of years... Qingtian is speechless. The difficulty of saving lives is too high and it is a bit unbearable...
Lanzemar also said that this continent is a land abandoned by the gods. Even high-level divine generals cannot enter the divine domain, and similarly high-level magical beasts cannot enter the demonic domain. The most that can be achieved is becoming the top powerhouse on the continent, extending his lifespan, and also needing to abide by the rules of time and space here.
What she said in layman's terms means, don't be afraid, go boldly, they are also blocked by the ceiling.
The problem is that compared with them, I may be like a little mouse on the ground now. If I am not careful, I will be trampled to death. If I want to escape this disaster, I have to plan carefully.
After finishing his thinking, Qingtian thought that he had forgotten to say hello to Nami before he entered the consciousness space. It had been a long time now, and the little guy was probably going to be angry.
"Nami? Are you there?"
Um? Sunny looked around and saw that there was no white cat in the empty room.
Did you run away?
While I was wondering, I suddenly noticed something strange on the balcony of the room. The afternoon sunlight slanted on the curtains, and half of the originally neat shadow outline appeared on the side!
"Who?"