V6.Chapter 509

Big, really big

This was the only thought in he Yiming's heart at this time. His whole person was full of joy. This joy directly penetrated into the bones and drove out the sadness just now.

What is the most precious thing for human beings?

What you can never get is really precious. There are countless people who struggle for an unreachable goal, but in the end, they are always unable to complete their dreams.

But that goal can only be a dream, but it is by no means the most precious.

The most precious thing is to gain and lose again.

Those things that you don't cherish when you have them, but you don't know the importance until you lose them are the most precious. Because only at that moment can we personally experience this extreme feeling of regret and grief.

He Yiming just triggered a heart demon and lost his mind by the evil fire. It is precisely because of his anger, he Yiming reached the point of uncontrollable.

However, now he was not attacked by evil fire, and his heart was filled with an indescribable ecstasy.

Hundred and eight, although he has split countless copies, it is not really irretrievable.

The most critical place is the tracker.

However, the tracker is not unique to him. There are such things on both Baozhu and Baima Leilei, but why is it that only his own tracker can deform and track?

His mind turned, and he immediately thought of the object that was handed to him before 108 left the channel.

At this moment, he vaguely understood. Maybe hundred and eight had a premonition... Or calculated this situation, so he would set up this backhand.

He stretched his fist hard and hit the ice heavily, directly making a big hole in the ice.

This one hundred and eight, unexpectedly so silently give things to yourself, not even call. If you don't suddenly find that the shape of little 1008 is different, you'll miss it for nothing.

If you really miss it

He Yiming shivered excitedly, and he hardly dared to think about it.

With a little hand, he Yiming conveyed an idea. Shinto puppet immediately came to the side of Baishi. He stood quietly, staring at the front with bloodstained eyes.

With this puppet Guardian comparable to Shinto, he Yiming is absolutely at ease.

Unless the divine dragon returns, even if the strong ones in the false god realm come, they can't solve the Shinto puppets in a short time. During that time, he Yiming and others had already come up from the sea.

After making arrangements, he Yiming stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiao baiba, murmuring, "you guy, I'll settle accounts with you after you come back."

As soon as his voice fell, he had dived into the sea bottom and swam in a certain direction.

It is absolutely a thankless thing to search for the fragments of white stone in the sea. If these people are not strong at the Shinto level, and their thoughts are extremely powerful, and they have formed thoughts, then they simply can't find a fixed goal in this boundless sea.

However, after the five Shinto strongmen painstakingly searched, their harvest was definitely not small. Just three days and nights later, when they gathered on the ice again, there were a lot of white fragments on the ground.

But at this moment, it is already quite difficult for them to find new fragments.

Looking at the gravel in front of him, he Yiming was extremely anxious. Of course, he understood the situation at the moment. These gravel did not fall on the land, but fell into the sea bottom.

If you can't find all of them in a short time, with such a light weight as white stone, I'm afraid it will drift to where with the sea water.

Although it is certain that more than half of them have been found at this time, it is still difficult to get all of them back.

The only thing that makes he Yiming feel gratified and grateful is that neither yuan Lixun nor Mou Zilong, nor even the lazy Baozhu, have any complaints, and they all try their best and never keep anything.

Looking at the hundred and eight attached to the white stone, he Yiming suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a strange idea suddenly appeared.

He stretched out his hand and without hesitation pulled little 1008 down from the white stone.

Little 1008 raised his head. His eyes were still wooden. He didn't seem to understand why he Yiming took him off the white stone.

"Listen." He Yiming said solemnly, "there are five of us, desperately looking for this thing." He touched the white stone that little 1008 had just adsorbed with his hand and said, "but this thing is scattered in all directions and it is difficult to find. So we need your help."

Little 1008 still didn't move, and didn't seem to understand what he Yiming meant.

A cold sweat appeared on he Yiming's forehead, and even sweating with his cultivation, which showed how nervous he was.

"Help me, come and find it." He Yiming said sincerely. At this moment, his tone even had a hint of trembling and sincerity. It seemed that in front of him, it was not a little 1008 like a fool, but a real 1008 who fought side by side with him and traveled around the world together.

"You can absorb, you can slowly absorb, all this is yours, and no one will rob you. But now, you must help us find all the white stones."

In the expectant eyes of he Yiming, little 1008 finally moved.

Its body slowly began to shake, and then he pulled down his legs, hands, and even his head in he Yiming's tongue tied eyes.

Put these five parts in front of him, and his body shook, giving birth to his head and hands and feet again. Then, he jumped up and jumped on the white stone again, firmly attached to it.

And the limbs and head placed on the ground began to slowly wriggle, and finally became five smaller versions of the one hundred and eight.

He Yiming's mouth wriggled, and he murmured, "I knew for a long time that you must have a way."

Behind him came the sound of water waves. Mou Zilong turned out again. With a wave of his hand, a whole ten pieces of white stone flew over.

"Brother he, it's hard to find white stone fragments now." Mou Zilong breathed out and said, "I plan to search farther away, so this time it may take a day to return."

He Yiming quickly waved his hand and said, "brother Mou, wait a minute."

Mou Zilong turned around and looked suspicious. He Yiming said, "brother Mou, I have a friend who can guide the direction of Baishi. You take this guy on the road and you will be able to find more fragments of Baishi as soon as possible."

Mou Zilong's eyes lit up and complained, "brother he, since you have this means, why don't you take it out earlier."

He Yiming smiled bitterly and apologized repeatedly. He only knew to search everywhere before. If the search speed was not getting slower and slower, how could he think of this.

Carefully handed one of the little 1008 to him, he Yiming said, "you can take him and search in the direction of his fingers, and you will definitely get something."

Mou Zilong stunned and took over the little guy who was a little smaller than his little thumb. His eyes were full of incredible expression.

Because this little guy not only looks like a human, but also walks by himself. Looking at this action, if its body is expanded hundreds of times, then it is not different from a human.

Thinking of he Yiming saying that this was his friend, Mou Zilong's heart couldn't help but burst into an indescribable cold.

"This... What is this?" Mu Zilong asked astringently.

He Yiming smiled and said, "this is 108."

Mu Zilong's eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth grew bigger and bigger. Why not close it again!

After a long time, Mou Zilong finally took a long breath and said, "it turns out that Mr. 108 is a divine beast. But it's the first time I've seen such a human like beast in my life."

He Yiming was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what Mou Zilong was thinking.

Originally, he thought that 1008 was a divine beast that could change its size freely, similar to Baozhu, but the appearance of this divine beast was a little strange.

Shaking his head in tears and laughter, he Yiming explained a little. After that, Mou Zilong turned away with a little 108 in a complicated mood. It turned out that there was such a magical life in this world. It was really incredible.

But with this thing to guide the way, they want to collect all the white stones is no longer a dream.

He Yiming did not stop, but sent several other small 1008 to Baozhu, Baima Leilei and Yuan Lixun respectively.

The appearance of little 1008 in this way was definitely a surprise to everyone, but compared with Mou Zilong, they quickly accepted this little guy.

He Yiming sent the two space ornaments to Baima Leilei and Baozhu respectively. Once they found the fragments of white stone, they can be directly put into the space ornaments, saving them the time to go back and forth.

In this way, a whole month later, when they gathered here again, they had collected all the white stone fragments.

As long as we see that the five little 1008 are no longer pointing out the way everywhere, but competing to integrate with the larger circle of small 1008 on Baishi, we will know the answer.

He Yiming's heart was filled with a feeling of happiness when he watched the little 1008 growing up and the speed seemed to be faster and faster.

And Mu Zilong, an old-fashioned Shinto strongman, looked at 108 with a bit more awe.

"Brother he, how long are you going to stay here?" Mu Zilong asked in a low voice.

He Yiming was in a happy mood. He looked at Bai 008 and laughed, "I want to wait here for brother Bai to recover. If he doesn't recover, I won't leave here for a day."

Mou Zilong was slightly stunned, and then nodded his head with satisfaction, saying, "Mr. Bai sacrificed so much to close the channel, which is exactly what he should do."

He Yiming nodded in agreement. He looked at 108 and prayed silently in his heart.

Hurry up and get better. I have to hire you to continue to be my bodyguard.

His eyes turned and fell on those white stones. A rather strange idea sprang up in his heart. I don't know whether these white stones, which consume more than half of their energy, can still attract 108 services?