Chapter 550

In Cang Ling's opinion, it was another inconceivable event that broke the routine.

At their level, it's not surprising to break into a person's dream.

But breaking into a person's artistic conception is really unheard of.

"What about your own artistic conception?"

"Don't mention anything..."

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck

Brother Cheng rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "don't talk about anything else. It's rare to have this chance to meet you. You'd better change your shape first."

Before that, Cangling's sense of existence was sound.

It's rare to see an image this time.

Hearing his request, the opposite black dragon lady turned her eyes helplessly.

When will this guy get his brain circuits back to normal?

Shouldn't he be surprised that they are in the same mood?

Shouldn't you ask how to get the seed of artistic conception?

"Wait until I have a real body, sister."

"Come on, let's change it first..."

"No talk!"

City elder brother sees her to cover tightly, then no longer insist on, can retreat and beg next.

"Well, you can lend me a seed first."

"What?"

Cang Ling almost suspected that he had heard wrong: "what did you just say to borrow?"

"Seed of Artistic Conception!"

"You're confused. The seed of artistic conception is a little bit sensed by yourself relying on the rules. How can you borrow it?"

This needs to change a person, the empress will give him a slap in the face, let him not talk in his sleep.

Everyone has his own artistic conception.

This thing is illusory. You can only rely on yourself. How can you ask someone to borrow it.

Brother Cheng pointed to her little tree full of fruit and looked forward to it: "you have so many fruits. It's OK to borrow one for me as a seed."

Cang Ling was almost amused by his fantasy.

"The fruit itself doesn't exist, it's just a kind of illusory picture manifestation after my artistic conception matures."

"You even want to get your own seed from the nonexistent fruit?"

"I don't mind if you can pick it."

Listen to her say so, city elder brother just know oneself think much.

However, face on a bit hang, so really hand picked in the past.

This pick, also really picked a blue fruit down.

"You, how did you do that?"

Cang Ling almost jumped up.

"It's impossible!"

She reached out to touch her own fruit tree, and the dragon claw penetrated the past directly, which could not be touched at all.

It means that the fruit tree really doesn't exist.

It's just because the artistic conception has reached a certain stage, showing the illusory picture of fruit ripening.

But just now Jiang Cheng actually picked a fruit from her fruit tree.

"Ha ha, how do I know?"

Seems to be afraid that she asked himself to go back, city brother hurriedly holding fruit to run away.

He really didn't know how he touched it.

Fast back to their empty artistic space, the hands of the blue fruit on the rapid decay.

Then, it turns into a stone.

Holding the stone, he began to cultivate it as the seed of artistic conception according to the steps mentioned by Cangling and others.

However, it was the same sentence that Mao had no other feelings except pretending to force him along the way.

In the end, he can only instill his own experience and ideas into the seed.

There was no reaction at first.

It's like a dead thing.

But under the constant moistening of the rain curtain of artistic conception, the dried up seeds actually sent out a trace of vitality.

According to the steps, the next step is to warm the seeds with the main rules.

It's a long process.

If there is no main rule as the basis, the artistic conception is just a castle in the air, and it is impossible to form a means of fighting.

When the seed survived, the strong foundation of Jiangcheng was revealed at this moment!

The 992 daozhu rules into the soil, which immediately envelops the seed of "mood".

Then, it was infused with nutrients one after another.

In the history of cultivation, I'm afraid no seed of artistic conception can get such high treatment.

Because if we change to other quasi emperors, there will be only 20 or 30 main rules at most.

Even if the samsara of several times of Miao Yu, but also only a hundred road.

The more master rules, the more nutrients that can be provided to the seed.

Then, the gray seed changed from black to gray, and then to orange, silver, gold, purpleQuality soars all the way, and finally becomes flawless, just like the supreme god!

It's so dazzling that you can't look directly at it.

This is the highest quality of artistic conception seed - resplendent!

If a seed of artistic conception can be formed in the future, it will be a result

That is likely to be the strongest law in the whole fairyland.

Even though the core of it is pretending.

The artistic space of Jiangcheng is not empty, but with soil and seeds.

At the end of this rain curtain of artistic conception, the white seed has sprouted, and a little bit of new green has emerged from the soil.

See city elder brother as gratified old farmer, wipe oneself does not exist hard sweat.

"Look forward to it!"

"I don't know if I can crush those immortal emperors in the future."

Then the journey of artistic conception came to an end.

There are still many zhundi on the scene. Ji Linghan, Mo Chen, Cangji, Ao Yangluo yuan and others have just been practicing in the rain of artistic conception.

At this time, they seem to have gained something, one by one overjoyed.

"My seed has sprouted!"

"Ha ha, I'm smoking, too."

"My flowers are blooming!"

"Wow, have they all blossomed? It's not far from the results. What kind of quality seeds are they?"

"Silver quality!"

"Powerful, powerful..."

"Cough!"

Brother Cheng cleared his throat and attracted people's attention. Then he said leisurely, "you are not good at this quality. Don't you have a bright and flawless one?"

"Ha ha, the emperor is joking. It's just a legendary quality. How can it really exist?"

"Yes, yes, that quality doesn't exist."

People just think he's joking.

But see city elder brother both hands bear after, looking up at sky, light way: "who say don't exist, this emperor is!"

"What?"

"Are you the seed of artistic conception with no time?"

"No, is there such a seed of artistic conception?"

"I don't believe in other people, but I believe in the Emperor..."

Shan Tai, Wei Miao and others began to praise leader Jiang again.

Cang Ling couldn't help but sneer at him: "you are really shameless. You can't see the artistic conception, you can't see it, you can't touch it, so we can't expose you?"

"Don't you know that after becoming emperor in the future, the law will show its quality as soon as it comes out?"