The female devil starting from the Emperor Burial Star

Chapter 487 Butterfly
Reincarnating again and again, switching between insects, reptiles, hairy creatures, and feathers.

Because that bit of innate consciousness is high enough, every time after reincarnation, the newborn's qualifications are terrifyingly strong. However, being too outstanding can easily attract hostile forces, races, and individuals to assassinate them, causing them to die prematurely.

But at the same time, the little bit of consciousness that belonged to Zhao Yunyao was naturally weakened in the constant cycle.

Gradually strip away the powerful and extraordinary nature within it.

This is the mystery of reincarnation. It is impossible to completely transcend reincarnation. The true spirit will eventually be wiped out in repeated reincarnations and transformed into the purest and most fundamental basic existence.

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Then, over the next tens of millions of years.

Reincarnation after reincarnation, rebirth after rebirth, back and forth among the five insects of the Zhoutian. The innate qualifications and potential of each life are weakened synchronously because the essence of consciousness is weakened by reincarnation.

However, this result also makes the reincarnation immersion effect more outstanding and obvious.

On the contrary, it is more and more in line with the fundamental existence of the five insects' reincarnation.

Zhao Yunyao's real body, which was far away in the infinite chaos, noticed this situation. Not only did he not choose to strengthen himself, but he took the initiative to further suppress and weaken that source of consciousness.

And isolate the seal from the powerful influence of the main body.

If you want to fully understand and control the cycle of reincarnation, you have to go deep into it. Just like if you want to transcend the world, you have to be baptized by it before you can understand how not to be affected by it.

The same is true for the five insects' reincarnation as ghosts and immortals.

After being weakened time and time again, and reincarnated over and over again, his initial innate talent became more and more ordinary and mediocre. Until that point of consciousness was completely immersed in the state of reincarnation.

Thousands of lifetimes have passed since the first reincarnation.

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Spirit world, Fengyuan Continent.

In a remote and desolate area, a place called Tianmiaojing by humans and demons.

A thick ancient tree that reaches the sky and the earth is quietly taking root in this place. For countless tens of thousands of years, it has been the core of the entire Tianmiao Realm.

Even many huge cities were built between these thick branches.

Many ordinary-sized mountains are not as thick as these branches. All the mountains, rivers and lakes on the earth's surface can be found on the branches and leaves of this thick ancient tree.

So much so that from a distance, it looks like a pillar supporting the sky standing here.

At this moment, on the back of a huge green leaf that looks like an island, hundreds of yellow-white oval insect eggs are neatly arranged, and the surface looks very smooth.

As the days go by.

The embryos inside these eggs have finally developed into larvae and are at the stage where they can break out of their shells.

Tiny cracks gradually appeared on the unfixed ends of many eggs, and some small black dots could be vaguely seen shaking inside, which soon broke the top of the eggs.

Immediately afterwards, many light green insects, only as big as rice grains, crawled out of the eggs one after another.

The rebirth of life brings everything to a fresh start.

After breaking out of their shells, many small insects followed their primitive instincts and moved their soft bodies to crawl to other places far away from here.

The smell of the broken insect eggs will attract some natural enemies.

All newborn insects must leave here as quickly as possible, otherwise they will fall into the mouths of their natural enemies and become one of their delicious foods.

The survival of the fittest, the strong preying on the weak, had already begun before birth. Inside all the little bugs that instinctively squirmed to avoid, the reincarnation of that little bit of consciousness also mixed in, following the large group of the same kind to avoid natural enemies.

Fortunately, the body of this ancient tree is surprisingly large.

The leaves themselves looked huge, and the veins all over the leaves looked like towering mountains and valleys to these ordinary little bugs that had just been born.

Just run around for a while and you can find a gap to hide yourself.

In this way, he lived in hiding, with a confused spiritual consciousness, just like a wild animal or a bug. He would chew leaves when hungry, and hide at other times.

This went on for more than ten days, and the little insects had reached the stage of metamorphosis.

After searching for a while, the little insect found a narrow and hidden gap in the veins of the leaf, then opened its mouth, spun silk to form a cocoon, and wrapped itself up.

Before long, the whole thing turned into a small green oval cocoon.

Gradually, the silk cocoon began to harden as a whole, and under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air, after only a few hours, it turned into a small insect pupa with the same color as the leaves.

Let the outside world expose you to wind, rain, sun and rain.

The insect pupa hiding behind the leaves was not affected at all. And because it was too weak, many creatures would naturally ignore it and not take it seriously.

In this situation where no one paid any attention to them, another ten days passed peacefully.

The hardened insect pupa that had been fixed motionless on the back of the leaf finally began to move. A series of tiny cracking sounds came from inside the insect pupa.

And little by little, a long and narrow crack forms on the surface of the back shell.

“Crack…!”

The sound of insect pupae breaking gradually increased.

The crack also becomes wider.

Not long after, a butterfly with a long and narrow body emerged from the inside. After a brief adaptation, the pair of thin purple-black wings that were tightly attached to the back of the insect body slowly opened.

Showing the gorgeous and charming patterns.

At first glance, it seems that on the surface of this pair of soft black butterfly wings, there are dots of deep purple stars shining, as beautiful and mysterious as the night sky.

The butterfly's wings, as thin as a cicada's wing, flapped gently a few times, and then it took off.

Riding on the wind, dancing in the air.

Perhaps because of the special nature of this thick ancient tree, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around it is also quite rich, thereby breeding a huge number of low-level spiritual flowers and herbs.

For a cultivator, even if he is just in the Qi Refining stage.

They all looked down on these low-level spiritual flowers and herbs.

The resources in the spirit world were too abundant and rich. Even the remote and barren lands occupied by humans and demons had a vast amount of resources for cultivating immortals.

Therefore, low-level spiritual flowers and herbs that are looked down upon even by immortal cultivators in the Qi training stage have become valuable items that are fought over by these ordinary birds, beasts, and insects.

The little butterfly that had just emerged from its cocoon was also fortunate enough to swallow some nectar from the low-level spiritual flowers.

Under the nourishment of the nectar of the spiritual flower, they quietly and passively transformed into demons. In this process, the ignorant and chaotic consciousness of wild insects also gradually gained some spiritual wisdom.

Until one day, he was lucky enough to swallow some nectar from a magical flower.

Its spiritual wisdom is completely born and formed.

"Who... am I?" The little butterfly landed on the petal of a low-level spiritual flower, twisting its little head, full of curiosity about everything around it.

(End of this chapter)