With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 565: Magical Tree
"I have a beautiful wish, which is to sow the sun~"

Gu Qingyuan hummed a song as he worked hard, sorting out the turbulent cosmic radiation, the ripples of star power, the flow of spiritual energy, smoothing out the waves in the void, and... the remnants left after the long river of time had washed away.

Over the long river of time, all the magical powers involving the law of time, regardless of their power, are strange and weird enough. There are creatures walking out of the ancient times, and there are also strange people appearing in the future. Various timelines, past, present, and future, are intertwined and influence each other, which is enough to cause collisions of various avenues.

Fortunately, Baili Tu only involved a phantom of the long river of time, and drew in a trace of the divine power of time. He only condensed a few scenes of the past. The shadows of the past were not enough to cause a conflict of the Tao.

If it were someone else, just the manifestation of the long river of time would not allow them to break free from the constraints of the rules of time. They could only watch themselves being thrown into the unknown fragments of time, turning into an isolated island in the long river of time, entering the time loop, being trapped to death, and being killed.

But who is Gu Qingyuan? He is a man who swims upstream in the long river of time. To him, the tiny bit of divine power in the long river of time is not as powerful as a piece of planetary fragment.

As for Baili Tu... he is dead, deader than dead. When he used all his strength to activate the law of time, he was anchored in the long river of time. He displayed his power through the body of a saint. The moment the phantom appeared, Baili Tu's existence had been robbed by the erosion of time and he was turned into a silhouette on the long river of time. He had indeed existed, but all traces of him in the future and the present had been washed away, leaving only Baili Tu who lived in the past.

When his entire timeline is swallowed up, Baili Tu will turn into a fish swimming in the long river of time, unable to escape.

The present and the future were plundered and soaked, which was reflected in the real time and space when he brought in the long river of time. Baili Tu's powerful saint body immediately fell apart, scattered all over the ground, and his soul disappeared.

The bodies of saints are so powerful that they can be reborn through a drop of blood, which is enough to show how much energy is contained in their bodies. The death of a saint is like the death of a whale and the birth of all things. The spiritual energy, magical powers and infinite energy that burst out at the time of death are enough to transform the ecology of a planet and set off a brief spiritual recovery.

Logically speaking, when Baili Tu died, at least the large star region centered on the place of death would be impacted by the explosion of qi, blood, spiritual power and other residual energies, but now the large area has been sorted out and calmed down by Gu Qingyuan.

"The body is strong, but the spirit is just barely up to the passing line. Compared with magic, he is more proficient in the application of various laws derived from blood. Alas, this cultivation system is too biased. How can a giant with big legs go far?"

Gu Qingyuan sighed that the combat power of this world was quite good, far surpassing that of later generations. It could be said that the immortals of later generations who came here, except for the immortal magic that could give them the upper hand and gain some advantages, could still handle the Tongtian realm, but could not deal with the Sheng realm. To kill an immortal, they could just use a punch, a kick, or a thought to kill him on the spot.

The older they are, the stronger they are, and the more prosperous they are, just like the prehistoric world. In the beginning, one can still have a share, companion spiritual treasures, and carry the most precious treasures with him. Later cultivators can only use crude methods and refine a few acquired magic weapons to keep up appearances.

At the time point where Gu Qingyuan was before, the cultivators could only make pickled vegetables and steamed buns, and refine some treasures that sounded grand but were not yet at the level of ultimate treasures, and called them magic weapons.

This is because all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, opportunities for cultivation, and blessed places have been fully utilized by the ancient monks to replenish their own resources. Today's precious medicine was just an ordinary grass in ancient times, and it is readily available.

Gu Qingyuan clapped his hands, turning over the starry sky in front of him like loose soil. The flesh and blood of saints on the ground kept gathering into human forms, and then collapsed in an instant, repeating the cycle. Saints are extraordinary, and their bodies have a trace of immortality. Even if the spirit and soul are gone, the body is still immortal. Baili Tu died because of the law of time, and a trace of time remained in his body. Under Gu Qingyuan's operation, various coincidences allowed this body to maintain a strong vitality.

"If I were at Tongtian Realm, I would only have to write a few lab reports, but I didn't expect to pick up the flesh of a saint. I am grateful for the gift of nature."

Gu Qingyuan spoke, and with a flip of his hand, the saint's body, which was constantly revolving and gathering, was pinched by an invisible force and rolled into a blood ball, like a blood pill, emitting an alluring scent.

He stood up again, carefully determined the direction, and then stretched out his hand fiercely. Infinite star power was drawn to him by Gu Qingyuan, and powerful waves emanated from his hands. The invisible magnetic force was activated, and soon, a meteorite mountain of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers fell.

This place was carefully selected by Gu Qingyuan. Not only is the magnetic storm constantly blowing, the surrounding asteroids, meteorites and meteors all have basic magnetism. He even used his divine power to push a star across countless light years just to get enough light.

Seeing the Meteorite Mountain land steadily, he raised his hand and waved it. The blood mud pill fell into the mountain and coated the entire mountain clean in an instant, swallowing up all the useful substances.

After a while, the mountains of hundreds of thousands of kilometers were covered with a thick carpet of flesh and blood. Gu Qingyuan then reached out his hand to his heart and cut the flesh, but there was no blood at all, only a ray of spiritual light.

Gu Qingyuan forced himself to cross the long river of time, and all his cultivation was wasted. As there was no immortal way at that time, most of the immortal magical powers disappeared, leaving only his thirty-six heavenly powers, seventy-two earthly powers, a total of one hundred and eight magical powers and secret techniques still intact.

He took out the spiritual light, and his body inevitably felt a little weak, so he quickly threw the spiritual light down. The spiritual light fell to the ground and grew in the wind, like a seed full of strength, taking root, sprouting, and growing vigorously.

This is a seed of magical power, but in Gu Qingyuan's plan, this seed of magical power will continue to transform and sublimate, and it will become a Tao seed, and eventually, it may even produce a Tao fruit.

This thing is precious and difficult to grow, but is there any soil in the world more nutritious than the flesh and blood of a saint?
Yes, Baili Tu could never have imagined in his dreams that Gu Qingyuan’s plan for his body was planting soil and fertilizer for flowers.

The flesh and blood fungal carpet continued to wither and then recover. In the process, the seeds broke through the hard shell and grew vines, gradually binding the entire mountain. The original Yuanci Meteorite Mountain had lost its shape, leaving only an unknown plant root floating in the vast universe.

The infinite star power, radiation, vitality, spiritual power, dark matter, etc. in the void of the universe, all kinds of energy substances were constantly absorbed by the vine mountain, and it accepted everything. A vortex of energy began to form, visible to the naked eye, and under the violent absorption, wrinkles appeared in the space.

A small tree stood up, absorbing the wind from the void, receiving the rain of dark matter, drinking the blood of saints, enjoying the yin and yang magnetism, swallowing the dark energy radiation, and being illuminated by stars. It had spiritual energy as soil, star power as soil, and mysterious power as irrigation, and only then did it grow a trunk several feet long.

(End of this chapter)