There is no time in the mountains, time passes little by little.

The vines are getting thicker and thicker, and the leaves are getting denser and denser, gradually starting to shine, which means that the gourd is becoming more and more mature, and Xu Yu is also getting anxious.

Several times of communication with the old man were ineffective, which made him give up the possibility of lobbying. Several other gourds were performing a sequintet every day, and he could only absorb as much nutrients as possible to strengthen the fluorescent origin in his body.

"Time, please make way for me, brother, I will help you split this day!" Suddenly, Xu Yu, who was drowsy as he listened to the sing of the Fanyin, was frightened by cleverness. He suddenly looked at the neighbor next door.

The mysterious Taoist rhyme spreads, and the powerful and uncast power spreads out, bursting with a strong vitality. The strong wind suddenly rises, and sand and stones fly.

Xu Yu found that the fluorescent light in his body was also affected by the Tao rhyme and was quickly absorbing vitality. He didn't even bother to think too much. He calmed down and tried to absorb the Tao rhyme by absorbing the nutrients of the root vine.

The wind stopped and the sand fell, and the Taoist rhyme didn't last long, and it quickly disappeared. Xu Yu was satisfied and felt a little regretful. The time was very short, but he could clearly feel that the light of his origin had condensed a lot.

After waiting for a long time, the neighbor Hulu never moved anymore. He looked at the hut in the night, and the old man obviously did not notice all this.

“Hey hey hey?”

Without a response, he tried to shake it a few times, swayed and swung his swing, and barely hit his neighbor's gourd: "Brother, touch one?"

Still no response.

If you guess correctly, the neighbor's long-lasting and promiscuous womb was finally unable to see through, and the origin was silent in the gourd waiting for a new gourd to begin.

The only trace that proved that he had been here was probably that the vine leaves absorbed vitality and the blooming light became a little brighter.

Looking back on the last shouting of his neighbor in his previous life, what he could think of was the great god Pangu. Time should be the top Taoist Shichen, who ranked among the top among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, who controls the Dao of Time. But the neighbor is obviously not the great god Pangu, but a fellow traveler with Pangu Kaitian.

There was no trouble in his heart about this. Whose ancestors had never been rich? Moreover, the neighbors were not the protagonists of Kaitian.

"Are the seven gourds all created the world, and finally fell and reincarnated here?" He couldn't help but wonder.

His ancestor dragon is not the same as the ancestor dragon in his cognition, but with the comparison between Pangu, he can clearly feel how exaggerated this gourd vine is.

Is it a coincidence or someone who operates behind the scenes? If someone deliberately does it, Pangu-level existence is already the most outstanding person in the world. Who can act as a puppet? If it is a coincidence, is there such a coincidence to gather seven creators to fight monsters?

The night passed, and the quintet stayed all night. When the first ray of light of the morning came, the neighbor on Xu Yu's right suddenly burst into infinite light.

"Infinite, infinite! Maha, Maha!"

"If you hear this, I am on the other side for a moment..."

Every time a passage of scripture is chanted, the golden light blooming on the gourd on the right is brighter. After a few times, it is like a golden treasure gourd, illuminating the clouds, and the sky light and dawn are dimmed.

"Hahahahahahahaha, the Demon Lord is rising and falling!"

The golden light suddenly restrained, the void twisted, the arrogant laughter shook the mountains and forests, the unspeakable aura of the underworld extended, and soon everything disappeared and returned to silence.

“Hey hey hey?”

"Touch one?"

Another loser.

A great wise monk opened up the ten directions of the glaze and pure light realm, so that the deceased would be reborn, and to extend the wronged ones, and enter the Buddha realm at once, and make great wishes with great compassion to cross the Asura Avici Hell. The karma of sentient beings retaliated and become demons and annihilated in the samsara.

What we are talking about is the neighbor on the right, another person who died after opening up the world, which also confirmed Xu Yu's speculation, seven major players on a vine.

Strangely, after the neighbor on the right failed to solve the puzzle, he calmed down completely. The spiritual gourds also began to rejuvenate with the silence of the Buddha Demon Gour. If it weren't for the occasional divine patterns on the gourd's body, it would have looked no different from ordinary gourds.

He felt something. The other Hulu brothers were not unable to see through the mystery of the fertility, but the origin was insufficient and they also needed to absorb enough essence from heaven and earth. The reason why the two neighbors failed was to let go, because after the first ray of light this morning, the Hulus would enter the "youth" state. If they could not see through the mystery of the fertility, their previous life would completely dissipate.

Just like that baby, you cannot be born just because you don’t want to be born. You are growing taller and will always be born at a certain time. This is the law of heaven and earth.

"It's one step further from maturity." He sighed, and the time to send people to their heads was coming.

After absorbing the vitality of the Buddha Demon Gour dissipating, the original fluorescent light in his body condensed a lot again, and it was a trend of growing. He would transform after another touch. He thought he could take a few more waves, but when he kicked, the middle path collapsed, and there was still some dissatisfaction.

But for the old man, today is a wonderful day.

The gourd grandsons are no longer worrying, and there is a good sign of development towards the old man's dream of justice. So the old man sat under the vineyard, smoked two pots of cigarettes, and ate twice.

In the following time, Xu Yu was not only trying to communicate with the old man, but also absorbed nutrients with peace of mind. The gourd vines became thicker and thicker, and the glowing light of the leaves became stronger and stronger, but there were no signs of maturity.

A strange feeling began to linger in his heart, making him always feel that he was missing something. It was this lack that caused him to be unable to mature for a long time.

He told the old man about his doubts. The old man put away the cigarette pole, put it in front of him and muttered something. After a while, a stone on the ground was pushed open, revealing a thin head and drilled out.

"Grandpa, what's the matter if you ask me to come?"

pangolin?

Xu Yu looked at this little thing with a unique look. It was the first time he saw the initiator after so long. His vague memories were also recalling everything related to pangolins...

The cause of the whole incident was that the pangolin drilled through the mountains that suppressed the two demons. The mountains were the "mother" of the gourd, and it was a gourd condensed by the gods refining thunder. The pangolin could not even beat the toad spirits under the two demons, but could actually drilled through the gourd that suppressed the two demons.

Even though I knew it was the sacred mountain that suppressed the two demons, I didn’t even talk about it, but then I met the old man because the pangolin was stuck in the rocks and called for help. The pangolin born from the mountain could even drill the "mother gourd" of thunder, and would it be stuck in the stone?

Later, the pangolins clearly understood how to suppress the two demons, the origin and whereabouts of the "female gourd", and the method of taking the treasure gourd seeds. When the two demons had the idea to refine the seven-star pill with the gourd seeds, the pangolin appeared again, and at the cost of his death, helping the two demons to fulfill their determination to refine the alchemy.

The original work can be considered a mythical story, and the logic is not rigorous. However, when Xu Yu was reincarnated, he was surrounded by six great masters who created the world and swinged, making him afraid to read it as a story. If he was accidentally eaten, he would be eaten.
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