This is a world with extremely rich inspiration, which seems to be even better than the Wanyang Realm after the arrival of the great world. Unfortunately, this inspiration cannot touch the slightest.

The lessons of ancient Changfeng in the human world have not yet come far away, and he remembers them clearly.

Look outward.

This is a luxurious house covering a huge area, paved with white stones, rockery, artificial lakes, and various plants and trees.

And, a Bodhi tree that seems to be a little yellow and yellow when it seems.

This Bodhi tree is An Qisheng's shelter.

"A tree..."

Feeling the old tree that was firmly bound by him, An Qisheng shook his head in his heart.

Even if the inspiration cannot be reached, even the insects are better than the tree, not to mention an old tree that is about to die.

However, I saw many strong winds and waves, and An Qisheng didn't care too much. After a change of thought, he could hear the broken mouths of several old wives passing by under the tree.

"I'm sorry, I've been nine years? My wife is finally going to give birth..."

"I have been pregnant for nine years. This young master of our family is really... Alas, leave quickly, don't let the butler blame us. Whether we need to go and see."

"Miss I don't know if she will come back..."

A few old wives walked over with murmuring, and An Qisheng's perception was cut off. He could not sense all the sounds and scenes except this yard.

His soul is so powerful that he shouldn't be so unbearable even if he cuts off 99% of the world. However, the inspiration that is much richer than the human path in the void of heaven and earth has become a great obstacle.

Unless he is willing to draw inspiration, his perception will be bound in this small courtyard.

"This is a bit troublesome..."

An Qisheng murmured in his heart, but unfortunately, even though his soul had already penetrated into the entire Bodhi tree, he could not move at all.

It seemed that he was trapped in this Bodhi tree.

What's even more troublesome is that this is a Bodhi tree that is about to be or is dead. He can feel the gradually withering of the roots and the chewing of insects in the holes in the tree.

Among them, the one who eats the most fiercely is the place where the tree canopy is a small cicada. The cicada is very small and seems to have just been born, but the strength of eating is extremely strong.

Born in this world with rich spiritual energy, both plants and mosquitoes have spiritual charm in their bodies, and they are obviously too strong in both physical and mental health.

But the world is different, they are just ordinary people, and they may not be more capable than ordinary people in Xuanxing.

But this slightly golden Zen is different. Its biting power is ridiculous. If he hadn't felt what it was, he almost thought that it was a tiger and leopard grinding his teeth with his branches.

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he focused on the branches, knocking the cicada down under the tree with a "splash".

Huh ~

A perfect ivory palm stretched out and caught the fallen cicada.

"You will be born with a newborn spiritual golden cicada. On the same day as my father-mother, this is also considered a fate."

He was a very rich middle-aged man with a round face and a tall nose, small eyes and long eyebrows, ears and shoulders, and a low figure, but he felt as heavy as the earth.

He held Zen with one hand and held a little baby still in his cradle with the other hand.

The baby was just born, with his eyes closed and his fingers biting, as if he was still sleeping.
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