"It's not impossible! If you think about the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl carefully, the old cow appears throughout. It was it that allowed the Cowherd to spy on the Weaver Girl taking a bath, and it was it that helped the Cowherd go to heaven to pursue the Weaver Girl. From another perspective, if it was the old cow and the Weaver Girl. He had an affair, accidentally had a dark knot, and was afraid of violating the rules of heaven, so he deliberately created a fairy-tale love affair and let the Cowherd be the taker... Actually, it makes sense!" Feng Linwen thought in his mind. , arbitrarily arranging traditional mythological stories without any quality at all.
Obtaining the true skill of Zuiyang Peak did not greatly promote Feng Linyi's substantive cultivation.
After all, Feng Linyi still only positions this true skill at the 'auxiliary' stage, and the core skill is still the hundred-layer Qi training for the time being.
After using Zuiyang Zhenqi to see that there are different characteristics in spiritual energy, Feng Linhui gained a new understanding of the magic of hundreds of levels of Qi training.
It is a well-known truth that the powerful skills and the true energy and energy that are cultivated are bound to be more condensed and purer than ordinary skills.
It's just that most people only know what it is and don't know why.
Now through the special perspective of Zui Yang Zhen Gong, Feng Linwen could barely understand the reason. But it is even more difficult to understand why a hodgepodge of skills like the Hundred-layer Qi Training can actually produce powerful Qi that is unparalleled in the world.
To put it bluntly, the quality of Feng Linwen's zhenqi now far exceeds the zhenyuan of a monk in the foundation building stage.
To say that he is practicing Qi is because he has not yet crossed that threshold in terms of life level. It's not that the power he controls is weak.
"Perhaps, it's like a formula! Pure purification can certainly achieve the ultimate in a characteristic. But mixing different properties of spiritual energy into true energy in a reasonable formula can achieve a more powerful and comprehensive effect." Feng Lin I thought to myself.
Liu Qingmei went to retreat, and Feng Linwen also returned to his Tiangong Hall, waiting for the start of the inner sect competition in Fushan Holy Land.
As the date of the competition approaches day by day, the atmosphere in the entire Fushan Holy Land becomes more and more lively.
And in this heated atmosphere, suddenly for a moment, the entire Fushan Holy Land shook.
boom!
The earth is surging, and terrifying energy is sweeping across everything, like a tidal wave.
Lines of light and shadow cut through the space, descended over the Sinner's Abyss, and then joined hands to lay out layers of restrictions, spreading terrifying formations.
Trap, kill, ban, destroy, break, destroy... Horrible spells condensed in the void, and the viscous spiritual energy was forcibly compressed into usable non-attributed true energy, even directly in mid-air. Called by the Fushan monk present.
At the same time, the ground fire surged and magma erupted.
Deep underground, there were waves of dull, drum-like knocking and crashing sounds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth shattered, magma flowed across the ground, and a huge rock that looked like a skull was knocked away.
The huge, spindle-shaped magic weapon, which although rough in shape, appeared to be very solid, flew out.
The moment it appeared, the power that had been accumulated for a long time poured down like a torrent.
The prisoners of the Sinner's Abyss flew out of the Sinner's Abyss on the last breath of the corpses of gods and demons. They cheered loudly and vented wantonly in the magic weapon, each exuding terrifying and crazy power.
What greeted them was not freedom, but the 'baptism' that Fushan Holy Land had prepared for a long time.
"Hey! Xiaotian! You can come out now!" Feng Linwen contacted Bai Xiaotian, who had been nagging for a long time.
Fushan Forbidden Land is the reflection of Fushan Holy Land. When Feng Linhuang contacted Bai Xiaotian, Bai Xiaotian went directly through the upside-down space and appeared in Feng Linhuang's Tiangong Palace.
"Now in the entire Fushan Holy Land, almost all the big guys are suppressing Sinner Yuan. Which of the two choices I gave you before?" Feng Linhuo asked hurriedly.
The opportunity is fleeting and must not be wasted.
The two choices given by Feng Linyi were also very simple.
First, of course, take the opportunity to escape.
He escaped far away, and as long as he paid attention to hiding, the big guys in Fushan Holy Land had no way of figuring out that Bai Xiaotian had escaped from the forbidden area.
After all, Bai Xiaotian has many treasures given to her by her elders. It is a basic concept to cover her aura and hide her whereabouts.
The second is for Feng Linyi to take action to cut off the fate that does not belong to her and return the borrowed luck to Cang Zhuzi.
If this is Bai Xiaotian's own choice, Feng Linyi believes that the boss who borrowed her destiny for her will definitely cooperate and will not embarrass Feng Linyi.
In full view of the public, Cang Zhuzi regains his luck, and once he flourishes... no one can say what kind of changes will happen. But there is no doubt that in this way, Cang Zhuzi is the reincarnation of the ancestor of Fushan, and it will be confirmed.
When the Nine Styles of Fusheng are no longer a secret, Bai Xiaotian no longer has the burden of being the reincarnation of the ancestor of Fushan. Then her value will be reduced.
Even in order to stabilize the hearts of the disciples of the Holy Land, the big bosses of the Fushan Holy Land would take the initiative to falsely promote that Bai Xiaotian was the reincarnation of the ancestor of Fushan and enshrine her high.
Sometimes, under special circumstances, fake ones are more popular than real ones.
Of course... there are still considerable risks in choosing the second path. Just sitting on the big ship of Fushan Holy Land can indeed reap more benefits.
"I choose the second option!" Bai Xiaotian obviously had a plan and said quickly.
Feng Linyi nodded, not stingy with his skills.
If everything was arranged by Bai Xiaotian's elders. So Feng Linwen, who had followed Feng and gained so many benefits, had to come up with something and explain.
This can be regarded as... courtesy!
Here, Feng Linwen used the art of changing fate against nature, and with the active cooperation of Bai Xiaotian's elders, he cut off Bai Xiaotian's borrowed luck.
The next moment, luck returned. Cang Zhuzi, who originally only had the protagonist's life but no protagonist's luck, suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of completion.
Of course, this feeling was covered up by the excitement of breaking through the abyss of sinners, and he himself didn't pay much attention to it.
Under the terrifying blow, the prisoners of Sinner's Abyss and the strong men of Fushan Holy Land had a brutal fight.
And the special thing that was originally brewing in the sky above the Sinner's Abyss was swept by the aftermath of the battle and quickly fell towards Cangzhuzi.
It hit Cang Zhuzi directly on the head, and then poured into his body.
Terrifying thunder surrounded Cang Zhuzi, and his aura surged in an instant.
An eye-like orb protruded on his forehead, and an ancient aura was rising.
"As expected, it's him! Everyone joins forces and must not spare any effort." In the dark, the voice of Holy Lord Fushan was mixed with infinite solemnity.
In an instant, a total of seven attacks that condensed this terrifying immortal power fell on Cang Zhuzi at the same time, trying to crush him into pieces.
"How dare you do this to me, your unfilial disciples!" An angry voice came out of Cang Zhuzi's mouth. When he raised his head, his face had changed and his momentum was boiling. In an instant, a long time had passed and he had found the lost power.
The ancestor of Fushan...is back!
