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"how did you do it?"
Jing Zetian couldn't help but be curious.
He Qingming nodded, with a smile as bright as a flower, thinking that Aotian would have time to ask me for advice.
"Reach over here."
He raised his hands and turned his hands behind his back, motioning for the other party to put his hands up.
The young man Aotian lowered his eyes, seemingly hesitant, but still obediently took his hand.
Putting his hands together, He Qingming took the initiative to interlock his fingers and grabbed the young man's hand.
Immediately, the spiritual energy rippled, and the place where the hands overlapped was filled with large silver light, and at the same time, avenue rules bloomed.
Others cannot see the abnormality, only they can see what is happening.
Jing Zetian concentrated his attention and felt that gentle and pure spiritual power was continuously coming from his palm, as well as the secret rules of the great road mixed in the spiritual power.
Not just brute force, not just relying on the body, using muscles and bones to exert force.
Instead, we call upon the spiritual power, apply the virtual to the real, dismantle the spiritual power, break it into pieces, practice it into a thread, and then continue to weave it into the shape of the human body, and then combine the virtual human body with the real human body, so the power It is no longer power, no longer relying solely on the physical body, but also the powerful spiritual power coming from the spiritual platform.
Fusion, expansion, aggregation, expansion.
Just for a moment, Jing Zetian was completely immersed in that field. He didn't move for a long time, and he had an epiphany at the first glance.
Unlike him, He Qingming was of course awake. Seeing Aotian enter the state of enlightenment so quickly, I have to say that he was a little unbelievable.
Contact transmission is the fastest, most convenient and most effective way. The joining of hands is contact. Before, he had seen many teachers teach the Dharma like this, and he wanted to imitate it and pass it on, but he didn't expect it to be successful as soon as he passed it on.
I had an epiphany all of a sudden.
Some monks never have an epiphany in their lives. This guy has an epiphany. How strong is his talent?
However, He Qingming was certainly not dissatisfied, and said in his heart that he was worthy of being the man who might kill me in the future. I don’t recognize him if he is not talented!
After a moment of relief, Jing Zetian came back to his senses and saw He Qingming looking at him with a smile on his face, as if to say, "Am I very powerful? You have to praise me."
This man is clearly a genius who is pampered by the top brass of Dao Sect. He is extremely powerful, but he is really ignorant of the world and a bit naive.
However, I don't hate it, rather... I like it very much.
Jing Zetian was stunned, quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and then looked into those icy eyes, "Thank you."
Just say thank you? !
He Qingming frowned slightly, but he had no choice. This guy was just cold and had too little knowledge. He probably didn't know how meaningful it was to help others gain enlightenment.
Jing Zetian watched He Qingming's eyes drop, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but immediately stopped himself and turned to look at the stone tablet.
After He Qingming's casual slap, the stele stayed at the "first place". A quarter of an hour passed. The other young talents tried their best to think of ways, but they could not beat this man's casual slap.
What a terrifying talent.
Living with this person in the same life is definitely cruel to the genius of the same generation. Although Jing Zetian is not deeply involved in the world, he can still understand these things.
So, did the other party just show a lonely look in his eyes?
Because he was so strong that he left everyone around him behind, so there was no one around him.
Jing Zetian looked at the stone tablet thoughtfully.
He Qingming looked at his back with doubts in his eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.
Suddenly, Jing Zetian made a gesture and clenched his fists, his eyes were as bright as fire. He barely had any energy left, but suddenly he exploded.
boom! Spiritual power surged wildly, and the space shook.
The golden light gushed out fiercely from the bottom of the stele, and instantly reached the highest level, even breaking through the top of the stele.
This movement shocked everyone on the mountain.
This includes people outside the secret realm.
They were all dumbfounded and couldn't believe it!
Who did it? That barbarian? Why can he do it?
Zhou Jinyuan was teaching the rude old man a lesson when he noticed the movement and turned around to take a look.
I saw that the young man drew out his fist, and with the hit point as the center of the circle, the stone tablet cracked into large spiderweb-like fragments.
He actually broke the test stone!
Everyone's scalps were numb, as if they had seen a ghost. How could this be achieved by pure brute force?
Does he really only have the foundation building period?
He Qingming seemed dumbfounded, but he didn't expect Jing Zetian to grasp the key so quickly.
Jing Zetian looked towards him, and he raised his eyes blankly.
The corners of young Aotian's lips slightly raised, diluting the coldness of his facial features, "Is that so?"
He Qingming blinked, his reaction was half a beat too slow, and then he nodded and said, "That's right."
Then, he smiled even wider and said, "You are awesome."
With his back to the vast blue sky, a few rays of sunlight fell on him, making his already stunning appearance even brighter, and his ice-cold eyes glowed with a faint golden light.
Like the sunrise over the snowfield, it is grand, magnificent and stunning.
It will be burned into the depths of your soul, and its beauty will be unforgettable.
Jing Zetian subconsciously held his breath, quickly moved his eyes away, and said with a side face, "Thank you for teaching me."
He Qingming was used to Aotian's indifference, so he was not disappointed. After all, this kid grew up among wild beasts, so it was normal for him to not know the warmth and warmth of the human world. He raised his eyes and said calmly: "It seems that the trial is almost over."
The ten people who can advance to the next stage have been decided.
Golden light shrouded the qualified ones, and one could tell at a glance that they were about to be transferred.
"The dragon's lair is a very dangerous place. If we get separated, you have to be careful."
He Qingming turned his head and reminded.
The young man Aotian paused, and a hint of wavering flashed through his calm eyes.
Because this seemed to be the first time... someone told him to be careful.
Instead of tricking him and hunting him, he should be eaten alive, his muscles and bones removed, and his blood and flesh eaten.
But what is the other party’s intention?
Before he could understand, the golden light suddenly enveloped everything around him. He subconsciously looked in the direction of He Qingming, but saw that the other person's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then disappeared.
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After a while, He Qingming stepped into the dark cave, looking left and right from time to time, and said silently: "There is really no other way. That kid is really insecure. Do I really want to continue to follow him?"
He Qingming had to admit that in addition to the system tasks, he also had some personal reasons for being curious about the boy's path and looking forward to him growing up.
He thought deeply and felt his surroundings at the same time. Is this the dragon's nest? Or is it just peripheral?
The air was extremely cold and freezing, and there was a constant whistling sound coming from the front.
The concentration of spiritual energy here is comparable to that of the upper world, or even stronger. The further you go, the more powerful pressure you can feel originating from ancient horrors.
I shuddered and my Taoist heart was shaken.
Of course, that is for ordinary people. He Qingming's true body is staying in the ancient Tianxuan secret realm. He has been to no less than ten ancient secret realms and has long been used to this kind of scene.
The surroundings were quiet, but there might be a deadly beast hiding somewhere.
After walking for a while, his spiritual sense sensed Jing Zetian's aura, and he hurried over and went around several times before finding the cave from which the aura came.
The space here is vast, the rocks are rugged, and the ground is covered with all kinds of spiritual plants.
He Qingming lowered his eyes and met Jing Zetian's gaze.
The young man Aotian's body was stained with mud and dust, and he was squatting on the muddy ground, holding the roots of Ganoderma lucidum with one hand and holding a bunch of Ganoderma lucidum in the crook of his arm.
He Qingming was stunned and walked over quickly, "Why are you going to such trouble?"
"..."
Jing Zetian frowned, pulled out Ganoderma lucidum, ate it, and stocked up on spiritual materials. He had always done this, and there was no way he could survive otherwise.
His body devours evil, and if it doesn't devour the surroundings, it will devour itself. What choice did he have?
Looking at the white figure walking over, he seemed to vaguely see disgust and unhappiness in the other person's eyes, and it was inevitable that he had dark thoughts in his heart.
Unlike you who are pampered and have all resources at your fingertips, my existence does not allow me to be picky.
After all, are you the same as those people? You are so high above me that you treat me like a piece of fish.
Jing Zetian's face turned dark for a moment.
However, he did not expect that the girl in white put her Taoist robe away and knelt down, came closer and murmured: "They went too far, they won't even give you that thing."
What that thing? Jing Zetian's expression flashed with astonishment.
He Qingming raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said straightly: "Storage Ring."
The young man Aotian was stunned.
When he was in a trance, He Qingming grabbed his dirty hand without politeness, blew on it and used the purification technique, grabbed a black ring from the void, and put the ring on the person in front of Jing Zetian.
This move is willful and domineering, and has the strong meaning of forcing others to agree to marriage.
"This is very simple to use. Brand the divine consciousness to make it recognize its owner. Then you can store the things you want to store with a spiritual thought."
As he said that, He Qingming emphasized: "This storage ring is different from ordinary ones. I took it from an ancient secret realm. It's a living spiritual plant. It's really a bargain to give it to you."
So you have to remember how good I am.
Jing Zetian stared at the black ring, his pupils seemed to be trembling. After a while, he raised his eyes and met He Qingming's gaze directly.
The look in his eyes was so dark that He Qingming couldn't see what it meant, and he thought the other party dared not like it.
But soon, Jing Zetian finally spoke.
"Do you know what this means?"
"What?"
He Qingming was confused, but saw Jing Zetian standing up, still with the same cold face, but something felt different.
"It's okay, thank you."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
He Qingming saw him nodding and reaching out to himself to pull him up, so he obediently took his hand.
Perhaps because the mud was too soft and he didn't pay enough attention, his steps were a bit slippery and he accidentally fell on the opponent. His body was too close to each other and his head was directly buried in the opponent's shoulder. The distance was so close that he could hear the heartbeat.
The other party even held his waist.
He Qingming was slightly startled, and then his face turned red.
I always feel like this posture is not quite right...
Ah, don't touch my waist! !
