Chapter 586 (1/2)

The birth of the Holy Spirit is undoubtedly a great surprise to the heaven, which dilutes the sadness in the heart.

Because this means that beheading God has become a saint!

Naturally, he could not hide his thoughts from the little guy. He could not help shaking his head and said, ”you think too much. Although the spirit of beheading has been born, it is still one step away from the holy soldiers.”

Wu Tian was stunned and his mind peeped away. As Xiao Wuhao said, the breath of beheading God was very strong, which was even several times higher than that of other top level imperial soldiers. However, it was obviously not as good as holy soldiers.

”What's going on?” Wu Tian frowns.

”In fact, I am also very confused. According to the truth, holy soldiers are the minimum standard for the birth of the Holy Spirit. But why is it that the Holy Spirit is born when God is still in the stage of emperor's army?”

After a little frown, he turns his eyes to the God.

After meditating a little more, Xiao Wuhao looked at Xiang Wutian and said, ”if I guess correctly, it must be because of the relationship between flying fox and heaven.”

”Little Yi?”

Hearing the speech, Wu Tian and his poems are very surprised, but Xiao Yi is also a Leng, full of doubts in his head, and looks at Xiao Wuhao, waiting for his explanation.

”Yes, it's Xiaoyi. To be correct, it's her tears.” Xiao Wuhao nodded his head and said that a piece of meat can bring back the dead and a drop of blood can make white bones and raw meat. This is not a legend, but it does exist.

However, many people don't know, including the gods in the ancient times. In fact, the tears left by flying foxes when they are young are the most precious treasure. The vitality contained in them is more than tens of times of flesh and blood.

Before that, Wu Tian caught the flying fox to avoid the blood rushing out of the cave, and the tears just fell on the chopping God. In other words, it was after absorbing the tears of flying fox that the spirit was born by beheading God.

”So amazing?”

Wu Tian was surprised to see Xiao Yi, but her eyes were full of light. All of a sudden, she seemed to think of something. She looked at Xiao Wuhao and wondered, ”it's not the first time that we have seen Xiaoyi cry. How can we not find the magic you said?”

”Yes! Xiao Yi grew up with me and shed a lot of tears. If it's like what you said, I'm not a saint soldier. There's no place to put it? ” The poem is shriveled and ridiculed. Obviously, he doesn't believe Xiao Wuhao's words.

”You don't understand that!” Xiao Wuhao complacently smiles and patiently explains to several people.

”First, flying fox must be in its infancy, and second, it must be in grief, the tears left behind, in order to have the majestic vitality. If it is beyond our infancy, or has not yet reached its infancy, or under normal conditions, the tears left will be no different from our tears. ”

After pondering for a long time, Wu Tian shook his head and said in silence, ”your reason is not too far fetched.”

”Far fetched is far fetched, but it's all true. Once a big man tried it himself, and after drawing this conclusion, she was shocked. However, due to some reasons, she didn't make it known to the world, and thanks to his failure to say the news, otherwise, the flying fox family would have been exterminated.” Xiaowuhao road.

”Who is that great man?” Wu Tian asked curiously.

”Boy, don't try to talk to me. When the time comes, you will know.” Small no Hao light said a word, the figure a flash, then disappeared in the sight of the sky.

Helpless shaking his head, Wu Tian looked at the flying fox. His eyes immediately burst into a strange color and said with a smile, ”Xiao Yi, can you cry a little more?”

Smell speech, small according to the head shrink, decisively hide behind the poem.

Poetry see, pretty face immediately black down, warm anger way: ”brother, what do you want to do!”

”Ha! Nothing, just curious. ” No day laughs.

All of a sudden, a dizzy feeling, like the tide, quickly sat on the table, Wu Tian's body swayed. If it was not for the poetry's quick witted and quick hand, he would have fallen down in time.

”I didn't notice it when I put so much blood. Brother, you are too careless.”

The poem didn't like to look at him. With a wave of jade hand, the power of light fell. It took only a moment to repair the bloodstain on Wu Tian's wrist, and no trace was left.

No day embarrassed smile, can't say, all because of thinking about Xiaoyi's tears, he just distracted it! If that's true, I think poetry will be in a hurry.

The sword was still shaking violently, and his yearning heart became more and more intense. With a slight smile, he said: ”don't worry. Let's drink once in a few days.”

It seems that the beheader can really understand Wutian's words. He no longer trembles, his radiance is restrained, and then disappears without any sign. A strong wave of mind also spreads out in the sea of Qi. Wu Tian is stunned and looks inside the sea of Qi, but he finds that he is suspended beside the yuan God, slowly absorbing the power of elements.