Just when everyone was confused and at a critical moment,

Above the East China Sea—

Fenglai's fingers with distinct joints were almost touching the edge of the space-time channel. Suddenly, her pretty eyebrows were twisted together.

She was full of confidence, but she instantly turned into a shocked look.

"you."

Feng Lai sucked in the air and lost her original calmness.

She was so surprised not because of anything else, but because of a face, a panda face that was raising the corners of her mouth.

The face was cold and approached her.

Then, the national treasure, which was slow but very firm, silently raised its claws and knocked a bamboo shoot on Fenglai's head without hesitation with a firm and powerful posture.

Bang.

The bamboo shoots are intact.

When the phoenix comes, it is like a bullet and is knocked down hard and falls into the sea.

“…”

She was not even able to look down at her. The panda's calm eyes focused on the bamboo shoots in her claws, and then lazily leaned against the edge of the passage, continuing its lifelong career of peeling and gnawing bamboo shoots.

Hidden merit and fame.

Until Yi Ruchang opened his arms and let the light cover everything in this world.

Xiao Cai's slightly dissatisfied eyes were also disappeared.

Let everything in the East China Sea end here.

There are birds singing around, and more of the brushing sounds made by the wind blowing through the leaves.

This is a pavilion with airtight sides, which looks a little cold.

One of them was a table and a stool. On the table, an empty wine pot was installed on a small cold stove.

An old man, a young man.

At this time, three months have passed since the turmoil in the East China Sea.

Time has come to Qingming Festival this year.

The old man shook his white jade wine glass, looked at the crystal clear pure wine in the glass, leaning against the pillar, thinking about something.

The young man opposite also put away his usual irritability, sat quietly opposite the old man, holding an empty wine glass.

He swallowed, forgot the wine in the old man's hand, blinked, and obviously gave up again.

The old man had maintained this position for about an hour. After about fifty-nine minutes ago, after drinking the wine in his hand, he seemed a little hopeless.

As if he noticed his posture, the old man turned his head with a funny look and asked, "Why, are you greedy for my wine?"

The young man was not stingy in praise, and his old face turned red: "Your wine is a good wine."

"I've heard a lot of nonsense."

The old man waved.

Although he scolded this, he didn't speak out at all. This kind of spirit made the young man laugh.

The young man shook his head and smiled, "I have heard from others about your temper, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

The old man snorted like a child: "It must be the one who is unscrupulous and said bad things on me, hum!"

He had some meaning, and the young man understood.

But the young man looked at the old man's face, thought, and said somewhat unsure: "I think I've seen you."

"Is that true? Liu Sanbai."

"yes."

Liu Sanbai nodded and put down his wine glass with unfulfilled feelings.

The Cangwu Mountain God beat his back and finally stood up.

This Qingming wind has a bit of a late spring cold.

He stood up and twisted his neck while whining skillfully: "It's so cold here, why did you ask me to come here?"

Didn’t you ask me to come? Liu Sanbai was silenced.

However, although he muttered in a low voice, he still honestly said, "Yes, yes."

One by one, one after another, he listened to the old man's complaints, and the two walked towards a small yard not far away.

When he sat in the room again, the old man warmed a pot of wine himself.

When the fragrance filled his body, he looked at Liu Sanbai and asked coldly: "After that war, everything will be fine."

After coming for a long time, the old man seemed to not care about the current situation of the world. Now that he finally asked, Liu Sanbai was excited and said something ready.

"Everything is good, but there is hope. It would be better if you can get more instructions from you." Liu Sanbai replied.

Hearing this answer, the old man Cangwu was obviously dissatisfied and smacked his lips in disgust: "Tsk tsk, why are you anxious? Utilitarian! Three words will never leave your business!

You said, come, is there nothing else except asking me about the follow-up treatment of the seeds?"

He hummed proudly and Cangwu raised her head.

"yes."

Liu Sanbai nodded shyly. All he thought.

It turned out that three months have passed.

Everything in the East China Sea seemed to be yesterday.

Oh no, just close your eyes and those scenes can appear in front of you.

The cold sea water hit the stormy college like this, and his right thumb still cannot bend perfectly.

After Xing Tian fell into the sea, Yi Ruchang successfully tied her up. Then he left with the young man who likes to complain and the panda with bad eyes.

He did everything he could do.

The remaining mess has to be done by the college.

A rough count can be used to guess how many monks have become martyrs. After that, the martyrs' comfort work was completed one after another. Taking advantage of the Qingming Festival, the college once again agreed to organize sacrifices to commemorate the dead souls.

Many foreign friends from East and West who came to assist during the Spring Festival quietly left under the pretext of their reconstruction work and their unwillingness to disturb the reconstruction of the college, but the college did not forget them if they could arrange and thank them.

After all, the college knew clearly who did what. After this war, they had their own ideas.

By the way, there is also the woman who was unable to escape from this time and space in the East China Sea.

The college completely concealed the whereabouts of this woman from both outside and inside, which was more tighter than the seed surveillance at that time. Forget it, he didn't want to know anyway, this woman is not as interesting as seeds.

Of course, the most important thing is the man who made great contributions, Yi Ruchang, his two-yuan store member.

And, seeds.

Like its name, seed is always full of expectations if you don’t know what the result it belongs to. After all, it represents position.

But no one expected that the seed left by Jiang Anzhi was so powerful that it turned out to be reversed.

Yes, the rules.

From ancient times to the present, humans have not been able to fly. Humans have lost their tails due to evolution, and their five senses have been limited to a certain range. The food chain in nature is linked one after another, the spiritual energy gradually declines, and natural resources are slowly decreasing.

This is a natural thing, it is the rule.

But what Jiang Anzhi hoped for was nothing else, but the new rules she created. As Yi Ruchang opened up the seeds, her wish finally cleared away the dark clouds and saw the light of the sky-

That is to broaden the five senses of human beings, to allow human beings to regain the ability to fly, to slowly restart nature,

even,

It is the revival of spiritual energy.

Oh, what a Jiang Anzhi.

Not only that, the phenomenon of spiritual energy recovery has begun to occur.

Ordinary people gradually felt the difference in power, but their control was still insufficient. The existence of monks was gradually known and accepted by more people, but chaos also occurred.

The practice of monks is more convenient. At least now, almost all the benefits are felt. The subsequent development needs to be explored.

To this end, the college has planned to initially establish a center center centered on the college, even Wuhou District and Huaxia, to research and continue to develop seeds, and perhaps it will join forces with other organizations and forces in the future, which is of course possible.

So he is busy, including some work of suppression, guidance, and new development.

It is conceivable that rushing out of the earth will definitely not be a slogan anymore.

Perhaps 2000 years later, humans will do whatever they want to explore in the entire universe, and they will do it with their own spiritual power rather than with the help of tools. They are no longer just imaginations in science fiction novels.

All of these start from the seed startup.

Starting from Cai Lida's sacrifice to enter the Tao, from Yi Ruchang's self-testing method, from the infinite magic power of Cangwu Mountain, and from the transmission of thoughts in the entire time and space.
To be continued...