Chapter 224 When the road is poor, it will change

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1935Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
Suddenly ten days passed, at three quarters of noon, the "Miluo Town Divine Seal" scattered everywhere lit up at the same time. All the powerful men held their roots and worked together to extract the power of the source. The red gold bull's eyelids moved slightly, as if they were about to wake up from their deep sleep. Then, a mighty force suddenly descended from his head, wiping out his consciousness and leaving him still trapped in darkness.

A ray of original power disappeared out of thin air, and it was torn into pieces in an instant, divided among all the great powers. If calculated as 100%, Wu Qingfei accounted for about 10%, Gaya accounted for 150%, and Wu Zhenzhu and Wu Daochi accounted for 30%. Half, Baidi monopolizes 40%. Now that the power of the source is in hand, it proves that this method is indeed feasible. Everyone practiced it individually, spent the rest of the month, and stopped one after another. The benefits gained are still greater than those done independently before.

The "Miluo Town Divine Seal" was once again in turmoil, leading the incarnations of everyone's spiritual thoughts to the depths of the earth. The red gold bull was still as tall as a mountain, sleeping unconsciously, but this time there were eight powerful men of blood and energy who appeared. Bai Di , Wu Qingfei, Wu Zhenzhu, Wu Daochi, and Gaya, there were also three more people, Wen Yulong, Chongyuan Lord, and Zhuanlun.

Everyone was convinced that there was something fishy about it, but no one revealed it. Only Wu Dao Chi snorted softly, and Master Wu Zhen asked for a "Miluo Zhen Shen Seal" for him. Bai Di and Gaya obviously also had it. This move was just a secret thought and was not brought out last time. He glanced at Mr. Chongyuan and felt a little puzzled. This son was a visitor from outside the world. Why was he standing behind Bai Di but a stranger to Gaya? However, his abilities are limited and he is at the bottom among the eight blood masters, so there is no need to worry about him for the time being.

Gaya was filled with emotion. There was no news about Lord Chongyuan. It turned out that he had changed his family and sided with the White Emperor. By opportunism, he got a "Miluo Town Divine Seal", which qualified him to touch the red gold bull and share the original power. If you still stay in Yangchang River, you may not have this opportunity. Everyone has their own ambitions, but the boat is already built, and arguing with each other is of no use. When he saw everyone gathered, he coughed and said concisely and concisely: "The combined force makes us strong. This method is indeed feasible. If you put in more force, you will be richer, and if you put less force, you will be thinner. Dear fellow Taoists, If there is no objection, how about we try again at three quarters in the afternoon three days later?"

Master Wu Zhen and Bai Di thought about it for a while, and agreed one after another. The eight high-level experts who entered the game were vaguely led by the three of them, and the rest did not speak and dispersed.

The spiritual thoughts returned to the body, and Wu Qingfei was thoughtful. He thought that his Taoism was inferior to that of the emperor and Wu Zhenzhu, but he and Wu Daochi were on par with each other and overwhelmed the remaining people. The eight of them worked together to extract the original power, but they couldn't get enough. 10%, I'm afraid it can't just be attributed to Tao Xing, being alone and without help is also an important reason. What Gaya said is that if you put in more effort, you will be richer, and if you put less effort, you will be weaker. This is generally correct. In the final analysis, it depends on the Tao and the means. The Tao cannot be promoted, but the means have room for maneuver.

Wu Qingfei thought about it carefully, and realized that the three days were a bit hasty, and it was barely enough. He made up his mind to promote "Blood Eyes" with all his strength. With the help of the power of the source, he has completely polished the "blood eyes" on the back of his head, and connected them with the heart aperture, navel, Dantian, and tail. When the technique is running, the closed "blood eyes" will open one by one, and blood shadows will float out. A tall and thin man, a rickety old man, a handsome young man, a fat man, and a beautiful woman with swaying eyes, a slight hint of anger, and a myriad of charms in her brows.

Five blood shadows raced around Wu Qingfei, spinning like a revolving lantern, all opening up the divine realm of blood and energy. The overlapping areas were like five-petaled lotuses. Wu Qingfei sat still, holding a "Miluo" in his right palm. "Zhenshen Seal", his left hand slowly closed, and the "blood eyes" in his body closed one by one. Every time he closed a place, a blood shadow was annihilated. By the time he had completely gathered his energy and woke up from his trance, two days and nights had passed. He was reining in his horse at the precipice and had only tried to stop. Wu Qingfei had confidence in his heart and quietly waited for the appointed time to arrive.

Wu Qingfei was not the only one to think about it. The power of the source is an excellent resource for cultivating blood. No one can have too much, and everyone feels that they have suffered a loss. When the second round of joint extraction comes, everyone uses their own methods. , intending to occupy as many points as possible. After a fight, in the end, the stronger ones got more, and the weaker ones got less, and cleverness was not as good as plunder. The White Emperor and the Witch Anvil Master still got the lion's share, which was also expected.

It was expected, but also unexpected. What surprised everyone was that Wu Qingfei quietly captured more than 20%.

Others didn't know what was going on, but Bai Di was as clear as a mirror. His disciple had perfected the "blood eye" and had five "blood eyes" in his body. The blood energy stored in each place was comparable to what an ordinary master would gain from a lifetime of practice. This time he After opening his mind, he summoned the blood shadow to work together and caught everyone off guard. Naturally, he gained a lot, but he would not be so lucky next time. After all, the blood shadow cannot be compared with the real master of blood. If he is distracted, he will inevitably focus on one thing and lose the other. Taking the power of the second source is the limit of what he can bear.

Bai Di knew the "Blood Eyes" thoroughly, and Wu Qingfei also had the same judgment. Five "Blood Eyes" gave birth to five blood shadows, and they could be manipulated according to the heart's desire, like an arm and a finger. However, releasing them all would inevitably be careless. , extracting the power of the source must be done in one go. If you miss it, it will be a thousand miles away. It is not as simple as one plus one.

By the third and fourth rounds of extracting the original power, everyone had adjusted well, and the amount obtained was determined. Wu Qingfei only took about 10% and a half, but it was difficult to divide more. The only advantage is that this half of the original power belongs to him alone, and he does not need to share it with his colleagues, which saves countless disputes.

The Miao people raise Gu, and in the end only one person can stand out. Wu Qingfei is worried. Wen Yulong, Wu Daochi, Zhuanlun and Chongyuan Jun may not know the secrets and become stepping stones without knowing it. Bai Di, Wu Anvil Master and Gaya have the upper hand, and his fate can be imagined. If he cannot reverse the situation, he will die without a burial place.

There is a great terror between life and death. Now that we are involved in the situation, even if we are facing Bai Di, we cannot care about the relationship between master and disciple, and we must not sit still and wait for death. Wu Qingfei thought about it carefully for a long time, and when he was in trouble, he changed his mind. Suddenly, he was so blessed that he came up with a feasible strategy.

In the fifth round of extracting the original power, Wu Qingfei still took one and a half percent. He repeatedly deduced correctly, with a look of perseverance on his face, and distributed all the original power to the five blood shadows, centering himself to promote the cultivation of others. Hold it, the sword takes a slanted direction, the branches are strong and the stems are weak.

At first, there was a lot of fuss, seven gourds and eight ladles, and I was really busy for a while. I don't know how long it took, but the tall and thin man's eyes lit up, and he ignited two balls of blood fire. He took the lead to settle down and sat cross-legged. Wu Qingfei had a thought in his mind, and he started practicing on his own, without the need to manipulate or instruct him. Immediately afterwards, the rickety old man, the handsome young man, the obese meatball, and the beautiful woman sat down cross-legged one by one, surrounding Wu Qingfei. They each refined their qualifications, practiced with concentration, and all of them spontaneously gave birth to a ray of self-awareness.

This ray of self-awareness is firmly anchored in Wu Qingfei's spiritual thoughts, responding like a god and being able to do his own thing.