Chapter 1872

Seeing the ants fighting with heaven and fate, Zichen's mind was touched.

Even if there is an ant alive today, there will be a batch of them in the future.

How similar are such scenes to the human beings who face disasters again and again?

The heart of compassion, Zichen play a energy, this is the power of the source, can live and die people live white bones.

This energy spilled over large areas of white eggs and the ants.

Let Zichen surprised a scene then appeared, only among those ants, in addition to a wound recovery, the others even lost their vitality under the naked eye, and died instantly.

Such a scene, not only appeared in the ants, but also those white eggs, in which more than 80% lost their vitality and became shriveled.

"How can this happen? What is the light rain? Why does it contain such powerful lethality?"

Zichen appears very surprised, if not his hand, then this nest of surviving ants, will all die.

The only ant that survived recovered immediately and doubled its size. This is a variation. It should be able to break the shackles and break into the earth, but that's all.

The rest of the white eggs, because of the injection of the original power, become more and more vigorous, and then hatch out one by one. They are all very large, and the queen ant is more than the adult ant.

The birth of this nest of ants represents a new life and the rise of a race.

Zichen stares at this nest of ants. Time seems to have passed. The born ants are dividing their work quickly. Some go out to look for food, and some begin to dig holes.

Like human beings rebuilt after the disaster, we cooperated with each other and everything was in order.

When Zichen's attention is placed on this nest of ants, Zichen does not know that there is a spiritual idea that has been looking at him.

"Interesting little fellow."

The owner of Lingnian is an old farmer. He cultivated a field among the mountains and forests. He planted some green vegetables in the field. He weeded and loosened the land every day.

In his spare time, he would open up new fields, but more often, he was looking at Zichen.

At the same time, he was looking at the nest of ants.

Compared with Zichen's focus, the old farmer has a lot of emotion in his eyes.

With new life coming into being, the number of ants is increasing, and there are more ants going out to look for food. At the same time, Zichen's spirit has been explored. There are many underground caves on the earth, which is like a labyrinth.

Zichen still insisted on refining the pseudo heaven every day, and the Dan Ding was isolated from all the voices coming into the outside world. But as the master of the Dan Ding, Zichen could still hear the fury.

In addition to angry scolding, they choose to cooperate with Zichen, and some express that they want to recognize Zichen, but they are indifferent to this.

The underground almost became a underground palace. The number of ants was more and more. Everything was in order. Zichen chose to leave.

Zichen went out for tens of thousands of Li, exploring all the abnormal, looking for traces of other alien races.

A few days later, Zichen came back and got nothing.

When he came to the ant's nest which had begun to take shape, Zichen saw that the ground was in a mess, and the underground palace appeared completely. It seemed that there had been another catastrophe.

The whole underground palace was completely destroyed, but no ant bodies were found.

Zichen found out the spirit and found signs of life more than ten miles away.

He saw the ants again. In addition to the queen, there were less than a hundred ants left, but the ant eggs were dense.

Ants resettle and start a new life, during which some ants are responsible for detecting the danger around them.

Next, the ants move almost every ten days.

It's a perception of danger.

Zichen still goes out all day, not out of date and will come back to have a look.

It seems that because of the original reason, these ants began to evolve. The next ants almost all have the strength of the human environment peak, and with the continuous development, the first land ant also appeared.

During this period, ants have encountered several crises, but each time they escape danger, they will rise again.

In the eyes of some powerful creatures, these ants are once the most true portrayal of human beings.

"Interesting little fellow."

The old farmer didn't know how many times he sighed. Zichen looked at ants every day and explored Zichen's movements every day, which seemed to have become the old farmer's habit.

At the end of the field, there was a small wooden house, but one day later, there was another, and there were other things in it.

"It's hard to see something pleasing to the eye. It's a little tricky."

The old man laughed and his eyes were full of new brilliance.

Zichen still did not ask from the mouth of that big man what is the person against the sky, why the person against the sky will be in danger.

The ants, which were in danger at that time, have now become a huge empire, and the underground is almost their world.They have finally developed into scale.

Their natural enemy anteaters came again, but this time these ants were no longer fighting in vain, but swarmed on like a black torrent, followed by the scream of the anteater. Within a moment, the anteater turned into a pile of white bones under the black flood.

This is a graffiti work, created this army of ants, then Zichen decided to leave.

This time did not go long, Zichen is found two small wooden houses, in that wooden house outside, an old farmer is hoeing in the field.

"When was there such a man here?"

For the appearance of the old farmer, Zichen was very surprised. He stayed here for a long time, but he had never seen the old farmer, let alone such a field. Moreover, it took a long time for the field to be renovated into this shape.

To be able to stay alone in this deep mountain, this is certainly not an ordinary old farmer. Zichen stood in the distance, looking at the old farmer bending down to hoe, hesitated whether to come forward to say hello.

Obviously, this is an old man, and this should be his place of seclusion.

As for the realm, after the spirit of Zichen swept, he found that he could not explore.

"Meeting is fate. Since it's here, come down and sit down."

The old voice sounded, the old farmer opened his mouth, but did not look at Zichen.

"I'll be sorry." Zichen arched his hands and fell towards the bottom.

"Be careful, don't step on it."

Zichen stood outside the vegetable field, standing quietly.

The old farmer was still hoeing the land, and did not look at Zichen. After a moment, the old farmer said, "on your right hand side, there are some rapeseed, bring it to me."

Zichen turned his head and saw a small cabbage seed as expected. It was just a very common one, even without any aura.

Zichen picked up in accordance with the words and walked cautiously towards the front.

"There's a bucket. Go and get me some water."

On the other side of the old farmer, there was a small barrel.

With Zichen's current strength, a move of heart will lead to a piece of rain, even the source of water, but the old farmer's command, Zichen did not hesitate, took the bucket to go.

Vaguely, Zichen seemed to be able to guess the old farmer's intention. He went straight down the mountain, hit a bucket of water, and then walked up the mountain step by step.

The old farmer was still hoeing the land. After Zichen came back, he ordered again: "plant those rapeseed."

Zichen nodded and planted the rapeseed again, then watered it, and then the rapeseed was landfilled.

In this way, one old and one young are busy in the field, during which the old man will occasionally give some advice, Zichen is speechless, until sunset.

"After a day's work, I'm exhausted."

The old farmer straightened up and beat the waist with his fist. He looked at Zichen for the first time.

Zichen also looked at the old farmer. His eyes were muddy. His hands were covered with calluses and wrinkles on his face. He looked like a real old farmer, not a strong monk.

With a kind smile on the old farmer's face, he looked at Zichen and asked, "are you tired?"

Zichen shook his head and said: "not tired!"

"You're not tired, old man. I'm tired. Wait, I'm going to cook."

As he spoke, the old farmer walked to the vegetable field next to him.

"No, I'm not hungry." Zichen immediately waved her hand.

"Nonsense, how can you not be hungry after a day's work?"

The old farmer picked the freshest vegetables.

Zichen wanted to help, but was refused by the old man again. Helpless, Zichen had to fetch water again to clean the vegetables.

The old farmer's action is very quick, soon is to clean vegetables, and fried several small dishes, during the old farmer also use the home dried bacon, fried a meat dish for Zichen, the dish aroma spread.

They were sitting on a stone bench outside the wooden house. On the stone table were three dishes of green vegetables and a dish of meat. After putting down the last dish, the farmer said, "I haven't come here for a long time. I'll get some wine later."

Zichen didn't refuse. The old farmer acted strangely, but absolutely without malice.

Soon, the old farmer brought a small jar of wine and two porcelain bowls. After opening, the slightly turbid wine poured out.

Handed a bowl of Zichen, the old farmer said with a smile: "don't dislike it. It's home brewed."

"No!"

Zichen took over, drank it all and said a good wine.

Food is a common dish, wine is a more common wine, all of which are very similar to the ordinary people's life in the land of tianwu. There was no variety of delicacies or spiritual supplements for this meal. But Zichen was very happy, very comfortable, relaxed and natural. It was a feeling that had not been seen for a long time.

They did not ask each other's past and each other, just drink and eat food.

After three rounds of wine, the old farmer seemed to be unable to drink. His eyes narrowed slightly and looked up at the sky, then Zichen.

I don't know why, purple Chen has a kind of hair feeling, seems to be in a moment, think of the three words against the sky."I've been busy all day. I'll stay here tonight. I have work to do tomorrow."

Purple Chen nodded, and then curiously asked: "still continue to plant vegetables tomorrow?"

The old farmer shook his head and said, "no, tomorrow we will train our troops."

"Training? What soldier? " Zichen looks at the old farmer doubtfully and drinks the last bowl of wine.

"Heavenly soldiers!" At this moment, he suddenly became mysterious and tall.

"Poof!"

The wine in Zichen's mouth spurted the old farmer's face.

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