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Chapter 257: The Way of Reincarnation

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    After resuscitating the world seed that was like a ball of light, Luo Jiujiang was absorbed into the world he created.

    Not at all contrary to his expectations, this small world is now full of devastation.

    The head-on confrontation with Xuanwu not only destroyed Luo Jiujiang's meridians and flesh and blood, but the opponent's power also flowed upstream and reached Luo Jiujiang's dantian, almost destroying half of the world.

    The original fertile soil for thousands of miles was covered by a large area of ??saline-alkali land, and the hillside covered with flowers was once grown, and the stone tendons and blue rocks were also exposed.

    The clear lake water disappeared, replaced by a rift valley, a piece of wetland that was once moist and lush, and now some relics can be seen from the Gobi.

    Luo Jiujiang squatted down, pressed his palms on a piece of scorched earth, and closed his eyes sadly.

    His heart ached for what he had seen.

    The dry land clings to the lines of his palm, and the roots of dying plants move slightly, as if it is a silent comfort.

    The world knows Luo Jiujiang's difficulties.

    At this moment, Luo Jiujiang's heartbeat seems to be related to the pulse of the earth.

    It is he who created this world, so he is obliged to protect and also responsible to save.

    Luo Jiujiang sighed, shook his head and stood up.  In a few breaths, his expression has recovered.

    At this time, there is no wind knife and acid rain behind him, and there is no dying seed in his arms, but he still has to continue his previous work and measure every piece of land with his own steps.

    The sun hanging in the sky is no longer black, it represents the power of life, and it is the incarnation of the world where the source of yang is.  In the past, it has been burning vigorously, but today it seems that even the light is weak.

    Luo Jiujiang looked up at it, and secretly thanked him for his hard work.

    He is now in his own small world. Although his perception of the external situation is not so obvious, at least he has realized that his physical condition has improved a lot.

    Was it Daoyuan's hair growth power that repaired me?  Or is Qianling trying to rescue me outside?

    No matter what the situation is, Luo Jiujiang will feel the warmth from the heart.

    Seems to have sensed Luo Jiujiang's gentle attitude and vigorous fighting spirit, and the sun in the sky, which looked a little tired at first, responded with a more dazzling golden light.

    Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand, and the golden sunlight was projected on his palm.  He closed and opened his eyes again, and a faint solar light ignited on the edge of his pupils.

    At this moment, he communicated with the heaven and the earth, passed the vitality spoken by Yang Yuan through his body, and finally connected closely with the earth.

    He regards himself as a channel of transmission, as a source of some kind of filtering.  The hair-growing energy penetrated into the ground through his body, silently embracing the Gobi that had been deprived of all vitality in an instant.

    He raised his arm towards the sky, and stacked clouds piled up in mid-air, and countless transparent rain lines fell from the clouds, moistening the dry and cracked land with sweet rain.

    This spell was once taught to him by Zhenshuang, and now the rain cloud has continued for nearly a hundred miles, becoming the master of the world as a blessing for healing after injury.

    It seems to be some kind of inheritance destined by fate.

    From generation to generation, human beings will always inherit an idea of ??living a more complete and peaceful life, and are willing to make all efforts to protect joy and beauty.

    Luo Jiujiang crosses the Gobi, climbs the hillside, and walks through the white saline-alkali land.  Even if these fertile soils cannot be restored to what they were when the world was first formed, they cannot be allowed to die.

    He is already very tired, but his pace has always maintained the same frequency, and it is also the frequency that can just transfer vitality to the earth through the sun.

    His aura is also faintly overdrawn, but the rain brought by him will still not stop until it is completely unsupported.

    Just like that, Luo Jiujiang walked all the way to the very center of the saline-alkali land, and as far as he could see, another figure finally appeared in the distance.

    The other party was dressed in black, and his stature was a little thin.  He turned around, holding a long black knife in his hand, his eyes were radiant, it was undoubtedly Luo Jiujiang when he was a boy.

    He is the Nascent Soul of Luo Jiujiang.

    He reached out and patted his waist, and somehow conjured up two jars of fine wine with his bare hands.  He threw one of the carbons to Luo Jiujiang, and said with a hearty smile, "Are you tired? Stop and have a drink with me."

    Luo Jiujiang thought for a while, then hugged the jar, lifted up his robe, andThe ambition of changing customs and customs is "transformation".

    Mr. Gongyi has never lost the reputation of the academy for a day, and the Gongyi bamboo has always been the tall, straight and knotted green and strong bamboo.

    Beyond the three thousand worlds, in the most terrifying and gloomy place after the dragon god split the world, he has a new piano.

    Gong Yizhu taught Luo Jiujiang the word "sheng" in the original Yinsha.

    Now Luo Jiujiang has achieved death in his own small world; and when he came to the lifeless Netherworld, Gongyizhu gave him "survival in death".

    With a glance and a realization, Luo Jiujiang's way of reincarnation has been completed.

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