None of the people of "Xi" have truly reached the realm of widowhood, but their personal special abilities are enough to make up for this weakness.

Wangxiang stood by the mirror wall, staring coldly at Fang Tianmu, Fang Tianmu was sitting cross-legged far away, there was no Wangxiang in his eyes, the breath of no life was rising on his body, and he was still breaking through.

The kite walked up to Wangxiang and persuaded, "Township, are you okay?" Wangxiang was silent, and the kite knew his thoughts, and said, "I'll accompany you to practice and start from scratch." Wangxiang rejected her and said, "I want to say goodbye to you." ”

"Oh? Where are you going? ”

"I'm going to practice on my own for a while."

"In the Age Domain?"

"No, I'm going back."

"I'm with you."

"No," Wangxiang turned to face the kite, and told him word for word: "You have to take care, don't run around, I'll be back soon." ”

"Hey" As soon as the kite spoke, Wangxiang disappeared, and he didn't say hello to Yan Jiang and them. Kite understands that Wangxiang must have been forced by Fang Tianmu to be in a hurry, the two of them are not good at dealing with each other, and they were stopped by their partners when they wanted to fight to the death several times, Fang Tianmu's strength is not what it used to be, and the pressure of Wangxiang can be imagined.

Yan Jiang came over and asked for a while, and then said to the kite: "Wangxiang is not a mortal, he will be fine, his talent and ability, it is really inappropriate to practice with us, let him do it freely." ”

"Okay...."Yan Jiang is right

The people of "Xi" said: "We need to quickly improve our strength, give up other techniques, and continue to evolve our own unique techniques." So they went out into their own places and began to practice separately.

The kite walked to a place, the red soil was bare, not even the grass grows, she squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, sniffed, and found that the red soil has some sour smell, although she was not born in a peasant family but knows a lot about the things in this field, this red soil should be fertile soil, but this sour smell is strange, it should be caused by long-term infestation, so that no seed survives on the whole land.

The palm-sized flower fairy flew out, got to the kite's wrist, sniffed the soil, covered its nose and retreated in disgust, it swung its arms, pollen spilled, but no grass grew.

Together, the kite sent a lot of life to the soil, but there was still no grass.

She changed her mind again, threw a seed into the sky, and after sending vitality, the seed sprouted and took root in the air, and in only ten breaths, it became a big tree, and the big tree fell, and a large number of roots were deeply rooted in the red earth.

But after a few moments, the tree began to wither, corroded from top to bottom by an extremely acidic substance, even if the kite continued to deliver life, it was useless, and the Soul Wood eventually fell.

The kite sighed at the power of nature, but also worried that the environment here was not suitable for his cultivation, so he couldn't let the plants and trees fly in the sky all the time.

She looked in the direction of her partner, but she didn't want to disturb them, so she sat on the ground and watched in a daze, which was a long time.

Suddenly, a blaze hit the mirrored wall, startling the kite. When she turned her head, she couldn't see Mu Ziyun, but she saw a large piece of soul flame provoking her.

Kite frowned, strode to the wall, and after four or five breaths, he saw where Mu Ziyun was, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!" But Mu Ziyun couldn't hear what she said, and he didn't turn his head, as soon as he raised his hand, the flame turned, rolling like the wind, and as soon as his hand fell, the flame drilled into the ground, and the loess was melted and turned into molten slurry, and the molten was a new form of flame, still climbing against the mirror wall, posing in a provocative posture.

"What are you showing off! Muddy wood! The kite slapped against the wall, but Mu Ziyun ignored her at all. Mu Ziyun snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the molten slurry gathered into a river like a stream of water, swimming lightly in the air, and with another snap of his fingers, the river of molten slurry snapped and turned into countless sparks, and when the sparks were scattered, they gathered in pairs and turned into one by one

"Dandelion" flew into the distance. The flames are constantly changing their forms in the void and the real, which is the highest level of control.

And the soul fire is being manipulated, and it is still accepting new things and evolving. In the blink of an eye, a big tree formed by the condensation of flames appeared, just like the real tree, even the bark had old lines, fiery red roots, fiery red leaves, fiery red torso, when the wind blew, the leaves rustled, no one could imagine that this was a burning flame.

"Really.... That's amazing. Although the kite was annoyed, he had to recognize the high level of Mu Ziyun's current realm.

The yellow earth under the fiery red tree drilled out fiery lines, and they slowly rose and appeared at the same time

"Bifurcated", but the lines of each line of fire are different, and they weave their own patterns, like lines drawn with a ruler.

The kite said quietly: "Is this still a flame?" No matter what, the gesture of this fire is too different from the fire of the world, and the kite can't feel the heat of the fire, so it feels more and more that it is not fire.

"How can he make fire evolve to not be fire?" As soon as he finished speaking, the fiery red trees suddenly scattered, scattered to each forked line of fire, and in an instant, a fire field appeared on the yellow earth, this scene was very similar to the white plain on the Tianshan Mountain when they first arrived in the Tianshan Mountain, the breeze was blowing, the fire field was rattling, and Mu Ziyun's hand was moving one by one

"Fire Leaf". After a snap of the fingers, everything was restored, like a delicate painting suddenly smeared with color ink to achieve abstraction, all things turned into their original form, and merged into one, it was a wisp of fire, slowly flew back to Mu Ziyun's hand, Mu Ziyun turned his head at this time, glanced at the kite, and then stopped looking.

"What does he want to tell me?" Kite realizes that Mu Ziyun is not showing off his abilities to himself, but he doesn't understand what he means.

The little flower fairy knocked on the kite's face, and the kite looked at it, and the flower fairy spilled pollen on the red earth, and the kite shook his head and said, "It's useless, this soil is sour." "But the flower fairy went straight into the earth.

The kite was frightened, and quickly dug out the flower fairy, the flower fairy was sour, choked and dizzy, and lay weakly in the kite palm, but it still raised its hand, and in the sesame palm, a thin hair bud grew, and the bud turned out to be sour, mutated, but after a few breaths, it still withered.

The strange appearance of the grass and trees deeply shocked the kite's heart, and she suddenly thought of the big fiery red tree made by Mu Ziyun, that is the tree, but it is made of flames, if this soil is sour and can't grow grass and trees, then why can't it be changed by grass and trees instead of soil?

The idea of the kite suddenly jumped out of the limitations of the rules, grass and trees do not have to be planted in the soil, they do not have to be the appearance of plants and trees, it can also be fire, it can also be water, it can be everything in the world, as long as it is wood in nature.

The kite thought together, a seed sprouted in its hand, her thoughts passed on to the soul in the grass, the two heart to heart, suddenly, the grass is not like grass, it has grown wings, but it still can't fly, and it has become the appearance of a bamboo dragonfly, when the bamboo leaves rotate, the grass and trees really flew into the sky, and the kite technique, at this moment, completed the evolution.

The kite turned her head to look at Mu Ziyun, but her grateful gaze was not seen by Mu Ziyun who was far away.