In fact, with the increasing contact with Gu Yueying, the old man felt more and more strange things in this world, and that fate cannot be violated. Every creature, even every thing, is closely connected by these long-determined rhythms and melodies, forming a dense network, so everything has become a doll of fate, let it go at will. fiddled with.
"This little girl, Yueying, was born to be a fortune teller." The old man sighed more than once. Apart from fate, he couldn't think of anything else that could explain Gu Yueying's super strength in this profession. Ability to comprehend.
At this moment, the old man has no scruples. At this moment, in his heart, nothing is more important than bringing this girl into the divination avenue. If the girl in front of him suddenly asks him to kill this The three holy spirits lingering in the city, I believe he will not hesitate at all, although he can't deal with the three holy spirits who are close to the secret way, but he believes that those who are now staying in the secret place of the witch clan The old guys in the human world who entered the witch realm are absolutely willing to do anything for a human genius oracle, after all, they have also been angered by the original Xuanwu clan with pure blood for thousands of years. If a genius prophet can be cultivated from the human world, their enthusiasm will not be lower than their own...
"For those ancient humans who couldn't get any older, the three holy spirits really don't seem to be a big deal..."
After thinking about it, the old man not only laughed again.
The giggling old man didn't know that the wheel of fortune that was already spinning was accelerated here again...
In the flower spirit space of the flower spirit, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Just now, a very powerful spiritual force suddenly appeared in a corner of the city, and that spiritual force also used a very strange method to send The mysterious order hidden behind the void stirred up a wave of waves. It seemed that the power of the spirit had merged into the mysterious secret way, but even for them, the holy spirits who were close to the jade secret way, Time is also an inaccessible domain, so Dongfang and Long Jiutian don't know what happened there. Only the woodcutter Ziqi, who has inherited some Tianxin chain experience from Yu Boya, can roughly tell that the order of time there is being destroyed. A powerful spiritual force is stimulated in a peculiar way, and that spiritual force seems to be integrated into the rhythm of time.
Zhong Ziqi's complexion was very strange, because the situation at this time was somewhat similar to the last mysterious ceremony he saw Yu Boya performed back then, and he became more and more certain in his heart that this must be the rhythm of time!
If there is any race in this world that can make a difference in the realm of gods, then there is only the witch race in ancient legends. The cultivators in this race are very strange. Human cultivators try to understand the changes of Tianxin, and they don't accumulate power like the monster clan. After they started to practice, they unanimously forged the already powerful and terrifying spiritual power through special methods. The cultivators of the witch clan believe that spiritual power It is the origin of power in this world. They believe that spiritual power can communicate with all energies. Through ancient and mysterious techniques, they can communicate with the Yin and Yang realms, and experience the three realms and six realms. This is no longer a means for practitioners.
According to legend, those mysterious prophets who appeared occasionally in the history and changed the direction of history are all members of the witch clan.
Everything about the witch clan seems to be shrouded in mist. Even Long Jiutian and Dongfang Chunyue, who have survived in this world for nearly ten thousand years, can only conclude that the witch clan and prophets do exist , but they don't know where this strange witch clan is, and what kind of cultivators in this witch clan are like...
However, at this moment, these true legends rushed into the minds of the three of them at the same time. Long Jiutian and Dongfang Chunyue glanced at each other, and the word Wu Clan was about to blurt out. Zhong Ziqi whispered to himself, "Could it be those Wu people?"
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The elegant and pure Zhu Ling and the solemn Ajin stood side by side, staring at the western sky with surprised eyes.
After a long time, Zhu Ling withdrew his gaze from a distance and whispered to himself: "Have people from the Wu clan also been born? How could those prophets who look down on human beings come to this mortal world?"
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At this moment, Bu Feng, who was cultivating his mind with his legs crossed, was suddenly awakened by a deep throbbing from his samadhi. He looked at the dark gray spiritual power extending from the heavenly spirit on his forehead with emotion, Those spiritual powers that had died down these days did not know what kind of stimulation they had received at this moment, and rushed out of Bu Feng's spiritual origin one after another, jumping like crazy, as if resonating with some unknown place, the rhythm of the jump seemed to be Breaking through the empty void, the void that was dragged by the spiritual power seemed to become a tangible thing, pulled violently, and then retracted violently, with ever-changing shapes, reflected in the dark gray spiritual power. Ruo Wu's incorporeal body, at this time, a strange feeling came to Bu Feng's heart, it was an unusually familiar feeling, as if—
A kind of enlightenment suddenly surged into that quiet and abnormal heart, and Bu Feng stood up abruptly, the feeling coming from the mental force field seemed to be that tearing away the gray mist in those nightmares again and again. It feels like his heartbeat is getting faster and faster. Over the years, this feeling has only appeared after he fell asleep. This is the first time that he can feel it so clearly when he is awake. He tried his best to memorize every change in the mental force field with his spiritual thoughts, and any trembling of those ethereal spiritual forces was imprinted in his mind by his forced thoughts, if it weren't for his spiritual power The strength is different from ordinary people, and the spiritual sense has also been forged by the Taoist mind-cultivation method. I am afraid that he can no longer support the huge workload at this moment. The two chakras of his body quickly turned around, frantically tearing in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and then quickly condensed and purified it, and then input it into Bufeng's heavenly spirit and nerve sea, replenishing the huge energy consumed there, but However, the speed of this replenishment was far behind the vitality consumed by the records of divine thoughts, and traces of natal vitality drifted out from his essence essence and replenished into the near-dry sea of nerves and heavenly spirit.
Bu Feng can clearly perceive the danger of his current situation. He forced himself to use his divine sense to record the fluctuation of mental power. The energy consumption is too huge. The natal vitality in the body is also affected by the consumption of this divine sense. As long as those natal vitality are exhausted, not to mention this body, even the spiritual source may not be able to exist.
However, he gritted his teeth, calmed down, and stopped thinking about these things. In any case, he must completely record the fluctuations of his spiritual power. Maybe this is his only chance. The mental fluctuations caused the rhythm of time to change, so that he could completely solve his own problems and get rid of that fateful nightmare.
The spiritual power stored in the sea of nerves has been completely exhausted. Now, of every power consumed by Bu Feng's spiritual records, seven percent is the refined vitality transformed from those two chakras, and the other three percent It was transformed by his natal zhenyuan, and as the natal zhenyuan in the spirit essence became less and less, his complexion became paler, and an extreme sense of weakness kept hitting him.
The two chakras were spinning like crazy, and all kinds of energy filled in the surrounding space were driven by the vortex formed by the crazy chakras, and brought into Bu Feng's body. The not-so-tough meridians were shattered by the huge and heterogeneous energy impact, but immediately, a grass-green luster flashed, and the power from Zhu Ling, rippling with infinite vitality, repaired the broken meridians and rebuilt them. Then a new shock, broken again, repaired again—
At this time, when Bu Feng gritted his teeth desperately, determined to consume the few remaining natal essence, the Tianxin chain on his neck was triggered by the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, soft silver The luster swayed from the Tianxin chain, and those soft luster made Bu Feng's body as comfortable as soaking in warm sea water. The fragmented skin that had been swept away by the energy storm began to recover quickly in this soft white luster. The skin began to grow, and with this soft silvery luster, the grass-green life energy that directly leaked from his original body began to retract into the original soul, protecting the few traces left. The true essence of life.
But at this time, the Tianxin chain has been detached from Bu Feng's neck, floating in the void less than one meter in front of him, and began to revolve around Bu Feng, and the vibrations of the still jumping and vibrating spiritual power became chaotic. , a trace of gray spiritual power began to be absorbed by the Tianxin chain shrouded in silver luster, as more and more spiritual power was absorbed, a trace of gray luster appeared in the soft silver luster, And those spiritual forces who sensed the danger were reluctant to retreat, and retreated to the origin of the spirit.
Bu Feng's spiritual thoughts also stopped, and Bu Feng, who was immersed in regret, remained silent, but his heart was shouting wildly, as long as he was given less than a minute, he would be able to suppress the fluctuation of his mental power. Record it completely, and then you will be able to study what the rhythm is, what keeps you tied up in this fateful nightmare, just give me another minute—
The flickering silver light aroused Bu Feng's silent mind, knowing that there was no need to rush this matter, not to mention that this was already a great harvest, he let go of the regret in his heart, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him, the silver luster was light Lightly flickering, the spiritual power that could not be evacuated was absorbed by the center of the silver luster, and the traces of gray luster were continuously assimilated by the silver soft light, and finally there was not even a single trace of gray, he stared wide He closed his eyes, watching in surprise that the silver light swallowed all his spiritual power, and didn't notice at all. Under the effect of the soft silver light, the broken wounds on his body recovered silently, and the newborn His body is hundreds of times tougher and stronger than before.
And what about Bu Feng? However, he suddenly thought of his own situation these days. Yes, that’s the only way to explain it. Whenever he sleeps, it must be this strange silver light that swallows those vibrating spiritual power, so the instinctive fluctuations of the spiritual power cannot Through the mysterious time, so I haven't been dreaming about those future things for so long—