For the next period of time, Zhang Ruochen lived in Xingtian Cliff.

It is said to be a cliff, but it is actually even larger than the combined one million life planets. The large ground is thick, and the space is expanding all the time. The air is filled with wisps of colorful chaotic spirit.

It is not an exaggeration to compare this place to half a holy realm, it is an excellent cultivation treasure realm.

No wonder the Red Crow Tree can reproduce crazily here.

No wonder countless monks want to climb the Star Cliff and learn from their masters.

...

There is no day or night here, and it is hard to see even creatures except the Red Crow Tree.

After living here for a long time, people will forget the existence of time.

Zhang Ruochen sometimes goes to the cliff to meditate and watch the clouds in the Haishi Star Dock disappear and the magnificent waves. Space and time exist here in a unique way, allowing him to give birth to all kinds of unprecedented insights.

Sometimes I go to the Jingzhuan Cave and read classics like mountains and seas.

The more he experienced, the more Zhang Ruochen felt the lack of knowledge. Although he refined a heart of the divine wood and obtained the knowledge of a Yuanhui of the Heavenly Divine Wood, the knowledge of the Heavenly Divine Wood has its own limitations after all.

As a god, you must learn more.

Sometimes Zhang Ruochen would enter the Red Crow Forest and cut down the trees with his sword.

The Red Crow Tree was harder than he thought, like holy iron. Some of the ancient trees were not able to cut them off with just one sword. Moreover, the Red Crow Tree would launch a counterattack, and the branches were like guns and spears.

With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, he can naturally deal with it.

But if a holy cultivator enters, he will definitely die.

Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient bronze coffin, released the god-devouring insect from the coffin. The insect swarm entered the red crow forest and immediately made cheerful screams, gnawing on the trunks, and devouring the fire crow fruit.

"Wow!"

There were branches of ancient trees, bright fires appeared, striking at a god-eating insect.

The three-meter-long God-Devouring Worm was knocked away more than ten miles away.

But the insect shell is hard and not injured.

The God-Devouring Worm roared angrily, like a crazy bull, the insect's feet quickly kicked up, rolled up smoke and dust, rushed to the red crow tree again, and continued to eat.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The battle between the Red Crow Tree and the God-Devouring Worm broke out all the time.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the air, his hair was flying, and he looked down at the bottom, very satisfied with this kind of struggle. He could not keep the god-eating insects in captivity, but had to stimulate their ferociousness at all times and let them go out to find food by themselves.

Obviously, the Red Crow Tree is a great food.

Not sure, I can take this opportunity to evolve into the fifth generation of the God-Eating Worm.

At that time, the combat power they burst out may exceed Zhang Ruochen himself. If they can obtain the powerful reproduction ability of the Red Crow Tree, it will be even more amazing!

...

On this day, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with the ground around him covered with divine soil, and his mental power and thoughts turned into tadpole villains the size of rice grains, flying all over the sky.

Suddenly, all the tadpoles shone darkly, and turned into a stream like a group of bees returning to their nests, entering Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"I failed again. It is really not easy to break the realm to the seventy-fifth level."

During the battle between Xing Huantian, the Buddha's relics and the heart of the divine wood have been integrated with Zhang Ruochen, and his mental power has surged again, reaching the peak of the seventy-fourth level.

Going further, as long as you reach the seventy-fifth level, Zhang Ruochen is confident that he can compete with the superior god with only mental power.

But this step is too difficult!

It should be noted that many spiritual gods, who have been practicing for more than 100,000 years, cannot reach the seventy-fifth level, and eventually die under the disaster of the Yuanhui and are destroyed.

Zhang Ruochen has only been a god for decades and has reached the threshold of reaching the 75th level. This is the cultivation speed of other spiritual gods that they dare not imagine.

Behind him, footsteps came.

"Uncle!"

Xu Tingting came to the edge of the cliff with a mahogany lunch box, took out a plate of butterfly dishes from the box, and said, "Uncle, I have cooked four dishes for you today. Is it okay to try it? By the way, there is also a pot of wine!"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the girl in blue in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, picked it up, fed it into his mouth, and praised: "No, very good, I haven't tasted the delicious food in the world as carefully as I did in these days for many years."

I took another sip of wine.

“Wine is also a good wine.”

From Zhang Ruochen to Xinghuantian, Xu Tingting delivered food to him every day, which was very thoughtful.

Originally, she was much worse than Zhang Ruochen by her seniority and age.

But, she insisted on calling Uncle Zhang Ruochen.

After a long time, the two of them became very familiar and chatted a lot.

Zhang Ruochen gradually realized that Xu Tingting and his parents had been separated for many years. It was only recently that the senior Xuwenzhi found him and brought Xinghuantian all the way and came to Xingtian Cliff again.

As for her parents' situation, she didn't know it, so Zhang Ruochen didn't ask much.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood, Xu Tingting lowered his head and asked softly: "Uncle, are you really Chi Kunlun's father?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at her.

She was startled, waved her hand in panic and said, "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning. I just want to know why Chi Kunlun is not with you? Do you know where he is now?"

When he asked the last question, Xu Tingting's pretty face turned red, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't see her thoughts, so he continued to pick up food and said, "You know the situation between his mother and me. So, when he was a child, we had some misunderstandings, but these misunderstandings have been resolved now! He should have returned to Kunlun Realm now, and may also be in the starry battlefield."

"Isn't it very dangerous?"

Xu Tingting's worries are completely written on his face.

Zhang Ruochen said: "As a man, you have to face danger in order to continue to grow. Why do you care so much about him?"

Xu Tingting lowered his head and whispered: "I...I just want to thank him for helping him in the Goddess Tower in the World."

Zhang Ruochen said, "I was there at that time. It was obviously the thing he caused, and it had nothing to do with you. Besides, Senior Xu's cultivation is more than ten thousand times better than that boy. How can he get his turn to take action?"

Xu Tingting suddenly became particularly firm and said, "No! Uncle, you don't know how brave he is. At that time, there were so many demon masters, but he could still stand up and justify his parents. He clearly knew that Uncle, you have many enemies and Empress Chi Yao had many enemies, but he was fearless and was not afraid of those strong men hiding in the dark."

"And, he could escape alone because he was worried about the safety of my grandfather and I, so he took a huge risk and took us away. Brother Kunlun is definitely a man who stands tall and upright."

"Gurl!"

Zhang Ruochen drank the wine in the wine pot and said, "Do he know your identity?"

Xu Tingting shook his head a little discouraged.

"Don't worry, if I see him, I will tell him that there is a silly girl on Xingtian Cliff who is obsessed with him." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xu Tingting was even more shy and said with some complaints: "Uncle! It's not good for you to say this..."

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said, "Uncle has a saying here, do you want to listen?"

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The cultivation environment of Xingtian Cliff cannot be compared anywhere else. And your grandfather is another strong spiritual power, and he can be regarded as a famous teacher. You must practice hard and strive to catch up with Chi Kunlun as soon as possible, or even surpass him. At that time, you will have more time to spend with you. Otherwise, the gap in cultivation is too large, which is not a good thing."

Zhang Ruochen himself was deeply touched.

He likes to be with Mu Lingxi, which can be very relaxed and pleasant. However, after all, he still has a lot to do and cannot enjoy that kind of relaxation.

He likes to play the flute and piano with Kong Lanyou, and travel around the mountains and rivers. However, he also has the father imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, and many enemies who want to kill him, including the Sumeru Holy Monk, the Blood-Defeated War God, the Lord of the Death Island..., and the expectations of countless people.

Who can truly live as himself?

Xu Tingting nodded slightly and listened to Zhang Ruochen's words.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed that the light spots of the time mark around him became active, gathering into a long river of time marks, floating in the sky.

"Has it been successful?" Zhang Ruochen thought.

The old woodcutter's voice transmission entered Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Come to the Chaos Crater."

Zhang Ruochen showed joy and turned into a divine light, flying straight to the end of the long river of time markings.

When he arrived, Bai Qing'er and Xu Wenzhi had already arrived and stood hanging in the crater.

Below, the chaotic flames were scorching and thick smoke was rolling.

The sundial is suspended in the chaotic flame, and the light points of the time imprints gather into a time ocean, flowing in a wonderful regular pattern.

The old woodcutter stood at the crater, his body as strong as green pine, with an old face reflected in red by the flames, and his arms were raised violently.

"Wow!"

The sundial flew up from the chaotic flames and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The time imprints the light spots around him, rushing towards it frantically, disappearing into the rough stone body.

On the sundial, twelve different lights and shadows are derived from twelve different lights and shadows, such as the sun rising from east to west, and the moon shadows are round and waning, and the four seasons are replaced.

"Try it!" said the old woodcutter.

Zhang Ruochen did not hide his martial arts cultivation, and his spirit was circulating in his body, gushing out of his palm and pouring into the sundial.
To be continued...