Hibiscus's divine sense is naturally strong.
Long Yin's physique, even if he doesn't take the initiative to cultivate, his cultivation is improved very quickly, and his spiritual power cultivation is improved, which is naturally accompanied by the improvement of his divine consciousness, every time he contributes his spiritual power, his spiritual cultivation decreases, but his spiritual cultivation will not come down, and after Zhang Xiaohan gives him the practice of cultivating the sea of consciousness, few people can surpass him in the strength of his divine sense.
It's just that although Mu Hibiscus Divine Consciousness is powerful, he has not obtained any special exercises for cultivating Divine Consciousness, and his Divine Consciousness has invaded Gardenia's sea of consciousness, and it is only entangled with Gardenia's Divine Consciousness and does not give him a chance to release it.
That's enough.
Gardenia's face was stunned, her eyes were hollow, and a white divine light appeared between Ye Weiyang's index fingers, outlining a complex pattern, the pattern submerged into Gardenia's forehead, Hibiscus's divine consciousness was withdrawn, and Ye Weiyang easily left a mark in Gardenia's divine consciousness.
Gardenia was truly stunned.
"It's not a shame to be my divine servant, what I can give back to you is unimaginable."
Ye Weiyang made a gesture and said to Mu Hibiscus: "Happy cooperation, thank you." ” Hibiscus nodded, stopped looking at Gardenia, and turned to leave.
Zhang Xiaohan was really waiting in the reception room, and when he saw Mu Hibiscus coming in, he asked with his eyes, Mu Hibiscus nodded, stood slightly, and suddenly smiled: "In some ways, the temperament of the night friend is the same as you." ” Zhang Xiaohan shrugged his shoulders, Ye Weiyang succeeded, so naturally he didn't need to communicate with his divine sense, and even the ban didn't need to be arranged: "But I still don't like it." ” No one will like this feeling, just like the science fiction movies I watched in my previous life, the clone is clearly equivalent to a cloned person, no one will like the cloned self, obviously it is myself, I have the same habits and temperament as myself, but I have different thinking, and I will even stand on the opposite side because of different positions.
"I have a feeling of happiness now, the Night Daoist Friend is practicing the Divine Clan exercises."
Mu Hibiscus shook his head, "If the night friends stay in the human world, take revenge" Zhang Xiaohan crooked her mouth and showed a sneer: "Don't worry, one day she will find you, so you can only keep getting stronger." ” "Let's talk about it later."
Mu Hibiscus said this in his mouth, but he unconsciously had different thoughts in his heart, maybe one day, Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Wuyang could stand at the top together.
After waiting for a long time, Ye Wuyang came back, and his expression did not change at all, as if accepting a divine servant was not something worth showing off happily.
"Night Fellow, you can be regarded as a god cultivator of faith," Mu Hibiscus said curiously.
Ye Wuyang glanced at Mu Hibiscus: "No, it's just that I have a divine cultivation that believes in me."
Then he snorted through his nose, "I will not believe in anyone, and no one can take away the power of my faith." ” Mu Hibiscus and Zhang Xiaohan both agreed with this sentence, this kind of practice of the Protoss that relies on the power of faith is a double-edged sword, if used well, it will benefit each other, and if it is used inappropriately, it will harm each other.
This village is an episode of the three of them traveling north, staying for a short time, getting a divine servant, no one has much response, but it's a pity that sneaking all the way, and it's rare to see a divine cultivation like Gardenia.
As the temperature gradually drops to the north, the green vegetation gradually becomes scarce, replaced by a withered yellow scenery, and later, the snow begins to appear, a northern scenery.
All the way north, she didn't deal with too many divine realm monks, but Zhang Xiaohan gradually fell silent, the demonic qi in Tanzhong became more and more tyrannical, she had to start suppressing, and her temper seemed to be irritable, and she could only control herself by saying few words.
The change in Zhang Xiaohan's mood also affected Mu Hibiscus and Ye Wuyang, and both of them rarely spoke, but fortunately, the living habits of the monks of the Divine Realm and the monks of the Human Realm were different, and few monks traveled as long distances as the three of them, plus they were all in a barren mountain and wilderness, and they rarely met other monks along the way.
The three of them all rode on the white wolf, with the lowest physical strength of the white wolf in the late Mahayana period, it was naturally effortless to fly tens of thousands of miles a day, and in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the monks they met along the way, Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Wuyang changed their mounts, and Zhang Xiaohan sat under the white wolf who cultivated to the lowest Mahayana period.
Zhang Xiaohan spent most of his time suppressing the tyranny of demonic energy, but gradually, this tyranny began to have a tendency to be uncontrollable, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes always had inexplicable ferocity, this ferocity was not aimed at Mu Hibiscus and Ye Wuyang, but both of them also felt the pressure.
As a last resort, every time it was time to rest, Zhang Xiaohan took out the materials to refine the weapon, and she couldn't wait to burn all the materials of the refining tool with the true fire of the sun, and finally one day, she actually sacrificed a black flame.
The demonic qi was no longer willing to lurk in Zhang Xiaohan's body.
Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Hibiscus were all stunned, Zhang Xiaohan had already refined the purple qi, only the demonic qi was not used, that is, he hoped that one day, the demonic qi and the muscles and bones of the demon qi would be returned to him, but now, the demonic qi actually wanted to suppress Zhang Xiaohan's purple qi and his own spiritual power.
Looking at the black flame in the palm of his hand, Zhang Xiaohan was expressionless for a while, and then withdrew the black flame with a sigh, the intention of immortality surged in his heart, and the heart that had not throbbed for a long time seemed to begin to beat.
"What's wrong" Mu Hibiscus asked in a low voice, the black flames burning in the dark night cast a shadow on his heart, and Zhang Xiaohan would not easily show such an expression.
He couldn't tell what kind of expression it was, as if he was helpless, but he seemed indifferent, as if this was what she had been waiting for, and as if she had always hoped that it would not happen.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhang Xiaohan shook her head and refused to elaborate, but Hibiscus just looked at her uneasily and didn't ask again.
The demonic qi was finally suppressed back into the sandal, and the throbbing of the heart slowly disappeared, of course, this was only temporarily suppressed, and as the distance approached, the interval between such suppressions would become shorter and shorter.
The white wolf boss lay quietly to the side, just when Zhang Xiaohan's heart was throbbing, the hair on its body couldn't help but stand up, until Zhang Xiaohan's heart throbbing disappeared, it calmed down, but before half an hour later, it suddenly roared in its throat, and Ye Weiyang suddenly tightened his eyebrows, looked behind him, and said softly: "There is a god who cultivates." ” The keen perception of the divine cultivators between each other, unless Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Hibiscus have been releasing their divine consciousness far away can reach the same, Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Hibiscus both looked at Ye Weiyang's eyes, and at the same time restrained their cultivation.
It's evening, the winter sunset is tilted below the horizon early, and the darkness seems to be coming in the next moment, and it is easy for people to feel gloomy in their hearts, but this time, the sky is far away with a divine light full of vitality, as if the darkness will be dispelled far away in an instant.
Even Zhang Xiaohan was at the moment when the divine light appeared, and the suppressed irritability in his heart also melted away, but at the same time, he felt a pang in his heart, this is a very powerful divine cultivator.
In the blink of an eye, there was a white light everywhere I looked, and there was a sudden breath of tranquility and peace in the air, as if I was suddenly in another strange world, where there was no tyranny, only tranquility and peace.
Zhang Xiaohan's mind was in a trance for a moment, and he was suddenly extremely cautious in his heart, but he was unwilling to wake up from such a peaceful feeling bathed in holy light.
The white divine light was fleeting, Zhang Xiaohan sobered up, and the person had stood up unconsciously, and finally shocked in her heart, with her divine sense, she was also fascinated by the divine light, and the strength of the other party could be said to be unfathomable.
A monk in a white robe came slowly in mid-air, and the background behind him gradually darkened his complexion with more and more holy brilliance, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes met, and he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, it has been more than two months since he entered the god realm, and he has seen a lot of gods and monks, but it is still the first one to make Zhang Xiaohan pay so much attention, such a bright and otherworldly face, as if he saw simplicity for the first time, but one came on the sun, and the other left the darkness behind.
"I disturbed a few Taoist friends to rest, and I just felt the tyrannical aura, which affected the divine light in my body, which was very rude."
The sound of singing poetry seems to drill into the body along the 36,000 pores of the body, and the comfortable ironing in the heart makes people feel the slightest disobedience.
Zhang Xiaohan still understands in his heart that when the divine cultivation reaches a certain level, let alone every gesture, even when he speaks, his eyes will unconsciously exude the brilliance of the divine race.
Ye Weiyang raised his hand to salute, the standard etiquette for meeting between priests and cultivators: "In the next night, these two are friends in the next night." ” "It's going to be in the water."
Shui Chun returned the salute, his eyes looked at everyone quietly, I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhang Xiaohan felt that his gaze was compared with Ye Weiyang's face.
Then he gave another salute, but without saying any more, he left directly.
The eyes of the three of them all moved slightly with Shui Chun's departure, until the person disappeared completely, Zhang Xiaohan said softly: "Weiyang, compared to you, how much is the difference in cultivation?"
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Ye Weiyang frowned: "I just have a divine servant, I can't see through his divine servant, if he wants to, his divine light can eat my divine light." ” The strength of the Protoss cultivators is determined not only by the exercises they practice, but also by the amount of faith power, which is a very subtle comparison and not so easy to calculate.
Usually the power of faith of the divine servant is the purest, but if the divine servant himself will also receive the power of faith, he will not give away the power of one person.
The divine light of Shui Chun is still far away, and it can purify the tyrannical aura in Zhang Xiaohan's body, which Ye Weiyang can't do if it's close at hand, but Ye Weiyang has also practiced the Divine Clan exercises for nearly 10,000 years.
"It is equivalent to the existence of a Mahayana monk in the human world, or the late Mahayana period," Hibiscus said as he stared at the vanishing Shuichun back.
"Maybe, Boss Zhang, can you fight against such an existence" Ye Weiyang answered Mu Hibiscus first, and then looked at Zhang Xiaohan.
"Maybe, but I don't want to be his enemy, his aura makes me feel so comfortable that I don't even want to leave."
Zhang Xiaohan shook his head.
"The Divine Clan Exercises are inherently restrained by the Demon Clan's Exercises, and the Divine Light is also the nemesis of the Demon Qi, this Shui Chun should have felt the Demon Qi, but he didn't stay to find out, it's very strange."
Hibiscus is just as strange.
"What's so strange, our combination, as well as the tyranny of the demonic energy, the distance is still far away and his divine light is involved, if you really want to make a move, he may not necessarily take advantage, you see that he is very familiar with this place, we are unfamiliar, at first glance, it is better to wait for us to throw ourselves into the net."
Ye Weiyang showed some disdain.
Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Hibiscus both nodded, and then their faces showed some worry, if there were a few monks like Shui Chun in the place where the bones of the Xiao Xiao were located, it would not be easy to get the war drums.
The three of them rested for a while, mainly to wait for the three white wolves to recover their strength, the sky was already dark, the moon was bright, the stars were shining, although the weather was cold, it did not affect their actions, they did not understand the situation ahead, all deliberations had no effect, the three of them sat silently on the back of the white wolf, and continued to move forward.
"Weiyang, there are not many accomplished female cultivators in the Divine Realm, and Mu Hibiscus and I will leave sooner or later."
Zhang Xiaohan suddenly said thoughtlessly.
"I am grateful that you have restored my freedom, and even though I don't know anything about the future, I don't go to divination anymore."
Ye Weiyang's tone was slightly sarcastic.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you in the past."
Zhang Xiaohan looked sideways at Ye Weiyang and said, this apology was sincere.
"Boss Zhang also feels sorry when no, no, you don't have to be sorry, I should thank you, it was you who created me and gave me life, no matter what your original intentions were, and no matter what you have done, you are finally ready to give me freedom, just with life and freedom, I should thank you."
Ye Weiyang leaned at Zhang Xiaohan, his face full of mockery.
Zhang Xiaohan faintly retracted his gaze and looked at the darkness ahead: "I believe that one day, you and I will stand on the same height, but I hope that we will not stand on the opposite side." ” "Hehe, Boss Zhang really looks up to me, oh, it's not that I look up to me, it's very confident in yourself, after all, I am a part of you, a part of your Yuanshen."
Ye Weiyang didn't answer, but it was an answer.
Shui Chun's divine light is terrible, when the sky is slightly bright, Zhang Xiaohan is still refreshed, there is no impetuousness in her heart, and even the occasional few words of ridicule from Weiyang did not make her show signs of anger, not only herself, but even Hibiscus and Ye Wuyang were very surprised and frightened.
Of course, they knew that the Protoss Exercises restrained the Demon Clan's Exercises, but they never expected to reach such a level.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohan still has her own cultivation and purple qi in her body, and the suppression of demonic qi is exactly what she wants.
When the red sun finally rose on the horizon, several figures appeared in front of him, all of them were white-robed monks, four men and four women, each of whom had a peaceful complexion, a flowing divine light on his cheeks, and clear eyes. ” The voice was as pure as a chant, and it was the same as the water. t1706231537: