Chapter 165: Infant Formation



When Luo Jiujiang slowly uttered the word "moon", the small world in the chaos seemed to sense Luo Jiujiang's mood and shook slightly, not very obviously.

Even when he was in a mysterious state of enlightenment, with his mind clear and his heart free from external objects, the "moon" still reminded Luo Jiujiang of Han Qianling.

Apart from Qianling, who else in this vast world could be his moon?

The Dao Source, acting as the sun, hung high in the sky, but Luo Jiujiang's Dantian no longer contained a second Dao Source. Even the Dragon God had transformed his own eyes into the sun and moon. Without a foundation, how could Luo Jiujiang conjure a bright moon with his bare hands?

As a small round creature, the spirit of the five elements did not know the situation Luo Jiujiang was facing at this time, and he did not know that if Luo Jiujiang thought he was suitable, he would have to go to the sky to accompany the "sun".

He just looked at the thin, burning golden ring in Luo Jiujiang's eyes, and subconsciously felt afraid to speak to him. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words to respond to Luo Jiujiang: "Then, then you can plant the moon."

This little guy is so silly and cute that he still thinks the moon can be grown.

Luo Jiujiang didn't answer. His eyelashes half-closed, as if he were thinking, or perhaps just wanting to be quiet for a moment. After a moment, he raised his hand and gently touched the dragon scale he wore around his neck.

He did not remove the dragon scale that was pressed against his skin, but simply held it up quietly in front of his eyes.

Previously, during the confrontation with the Dragon God, Qianling's soul had emerged from the dragon scales it possessed, and exchanged himself for all of Luo Jiujiang's blood of the Dragon God, so that he could win the battle with certainty.

Until now, although Qianling's spiritual consciousness is no longer with him, the dragon scale is still tightly attached to Luo Jiujiang's skin. When Luo Jiujiang touched it, he felt the warmth generated by himself.

The dragon scales that had originally hung around his neck were filled with water, their color changing from light to dark from the base to the sharpest point. The light edges were as blue as the sky, while the dark roots were as blue as the sea. The center, where the sky and the sea met, was round and shimmering, and to the touch it felt like the finest jade.

After Han Qianling's spiritual consciousness left, the scale turned gray and faded, as if it had lost its soul.

Luo Jiujiang held the scale in his hand and looked at it over and over again. Finally, he carefully brought it close to his lips and gave it a light kiss.

He has decided to use Han Qianling's dragon scale as the moon core of his own small world.

In reality, Han Qianling's dragon scales were completely devoid of spiritual energy. They were now not only dull and faded, but also awful and ugly. Having lost their stunning, flowing blue, the scales were now a murky grayish-white like a fingernail. Their color and texture couldn't even compare to an aged pearl, and their spiritual energy and material were even inferior to ordinary spirit stones.

You have to weigh everything present, compare their color, state and texture with the moon one by one. Not to mention the silver sand scabbard on Luo Jiujiang's waist, even the palm flower in the hand of the Five Elements Essence is more suitable than this scale.

But it was the only one that was pulled out from Han Qianling. It was Qianling's scales, and Han Qianling was Luo Jiujiang's moon.

This alone was enough for Luo Jiujiang to make up his mind.

The whole small world was quiet and silent. In front of and behind Luo Jiujiang was a sea of ​​colorful flowers. After being bathed in the drizzle, the petals were holding two or three small drops of water, pitiful and lovely like a handful of morning dew. The warm sunlight shone on the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains, reflecting a colorful halo on the water droplets, making this place look like a fairyland on earth, a paradise on earth.

However, beauty is just an illusion. Outside the paradise, there are many dangers lurking everywhere.

The existence that wants to devour this small world in its infancy is naturally surrounded by chaos.

The spirit of the five elements had once deceived Luo Jiujiang by pretending to be crazy and stupid. Although he deliberately spoke in a childish tone and pretended not to understand many of the questions, he told Luo Jiujiang the truth about one thing.

The core of chaos is chaos.

And everything Luo Jiujiang did in the center of chaos, whether it was light, mountains and rivers, growing plants, or the rain that spread vitality to the earth, all of them were to establish order in chaos.

If Hun Dun also had consciousness and feelings, then he would feel like there was something stuck in his throat when looking at Luo Jiujiang. He would feel that Luo Jiujiang was like a stone that had been deeply stuck in his softest organs, making him want to get rid of him as soon as possible.

In particular, this stone is still expanding outward and growing larger.

Luo Jiujiang seemed to be lifting a heavy object with ease, but in reality, he was constantly bearing the pressure of the chaos. The sky and the earth were like his extra dantian, circulating back and forth between the three to nourish his spiritual energy. Correspondingly, all the expulsion and oppression from the sky and the earth were also fed back to Luo Jiujiang without any error.

Until a quarter of an hour ago, Luo Jiujiang still ignored it - he still had to plant flowers and had no time to fight against chaos.

And now, the time has come to fight back.

Luo Jiujiang took the dragon scales off his neck and spread out his hands that were holding the scales.

"Since time immemorial, solitary yang cannot produce life, and solitary yin cannot grow. Therefore, the sun and moon in heaven and earth are paired with yin and yang—"

"The back of the hair is filled with murderous intent!"

Luo Jiujiang's words are as hard as gold and stone, his voice is like ice and jade, and his breaths are powerful and resounding!

As he finished speaking, the whole world remained the same as before, but the aura was completely different.

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