The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 302 302. Primordial Mortal
Pei Xihe raised her hand and shook it vigorously. She didn't even have the strength of flesh and blood in her body. In the past, she could have a strength exceeding ten thousand catties with one hand, but now she is like a mortal girl.

This is the first floor of the three-story trial of the Tongtian Demon Tower.

Her state at this moment is the retrospection of the power of time.

All the power of the monks is traced back to the beginning, whether it is the power of thoughts, the power of spirits and demons, or the power of blood and flesh, they are all blocked by special means.

Counting her age this year, she has become an adult, and her figure is tall and straight, as tall as a stalk.

I have never felt such a weak power, even if I got it when I was young, because of the aura entering the body, it has a different strength from ordinary people.

Even the power of Shenwu's bloodline will be banned, so she is extremely at ease, the power of other cultivators is at the same starting point as her at this moment.

It is not yet known what the rules of this trial place are.

A black snake floated quietly in the air. It was the ouroboros that Pei Xihe had refined. Its black body turned into a faint light, which immediately merged into the center of her eyebrows, letting her know the specific information.

It turns out that this trial ground is a real place of absolute spirits, there is no spiritual energy, and even if the monks recover their cultivation, they will not be replenished. They can only be supplemented by pills or refined spirits, otherwise they will be exhausted sooner or later.

But there is an even more powerful existence, the magic source energy belonging to the true demon of Tianwei.

This kind of magic source energy belongs to his original power, and it is difficult to describe in words the benefits to these cultivators under the world.

It's just that during the trial, these demonic energy turned into different monsters, and they had to be killed to obtain them.

This requires the cultivator to recover his own strength little by little, and the mystery needs to be understood by himself.

Without the induction of mind power, for any monk, he would lose an eye, but those who are born with psychic powers already have keen six senses.

Her ear pinna moved slightly, and she quickly moved away from the spot.

Pei Xihe broke off a branch from the tree beside him along the branch. It was quite slender but had a sharp tip.

All the knives I have practiced so far are Tang knives, which are sharp and good at stabbing.

There was a bit of coldness in her eyes. It was a black snake attacking towards her. The sharp white snake teeth shone a bit coldly under the sunlight, which was transformed by the energy of the magic source.

As soon as Pei Xihe stabbed out, he hit the snake's seven inches, immediately broke through its body, and penetrated deep into it. Even if he lost his huge strength, he would never forget the technique of exerting force.

The black snake screamed mournfully, entangled with the branches and circled around the snake's body, and was thrown by her directly.

The black snake, which still had a bit of vitality, suddenly limp down and turned into a dead thing. A trace of black magic energy escaped and merged into Pei Xihe's body.

She carefully felt this power, but suddenly disappeared like a stone sinking into the dantian.

Looking at the branch in his hand, the branch with water is still flexible, stained with some blood from the black snake just now, and at this moment it slowly becomes black air.

Pei Xihe didn't have a knife in his hand, and he was a little uncomfortable. This was just an ordinary wooden branch, and the power of the knife moves he used was extremely limited.

She sank her mind and communicated with the small world of the sun and the moon, which belonged to the mustard seed world embedded in her soul. Although it took mental power to take out the spiritual things, it could be done with an ordinary steel knife.

A Tang Hengdao fell into his hand, without the slightest aura, it was tempered from ordinary steel.

Holding a knife in your hand is always safer.

It takes a long time to understand how to break the ban of the power of time.

There were also vague hints in the information that the black snake sent to her, and she needed to start over and realize her own strength a little bit before she could be awakened from her deep sleep.

In fact, what she is most familiar with is fire.

After all, there was a time when the real fire of the sun burned the soul, and at the moment of rebirth, he transformed into the Great Sun God Crow and controlled the Great Sun Golden Flame.

As for fire control, it was the instinct of the Golden Crow demon gods.

Fire is one of the five elements. Metal, wood, water, fire, and soil are collectively called the five elements. The five elements are the operating state of the aura of heaven and earth, and are the results of the operation.Reflecting each other, they immediately prove the formation of everything in the world and their interrelationships.

She recalled her comprehension of the path of fire, the body that was originally suppressed by Shenyue, had the slightest movement, spiraling upward along her fingertips, and the red flame was burning.

It is the most basic flame, and it is very familiar. It is the blazing supernatural power she obtained from Liehu back then.At the time of urging, because the recovery of spiritual power is not much, it is extremely weak.

Pei Xihe stared at this cluster of red flames, it was too weak.

But there was a bit of understanding in his heart, if he wanted to wake up the real fire of the sun, he had to really understand the law of its existence, even if it was just a little bit, he could wake up the golden flame that was blocked by the power of time.

But the way of fire contained in one of the top ten sacred fires in ancient times is the ultimate existence in the world. At the peak, even those heavenly gods who stepped into the gate of enlightenment in the memory of their inheritance cannot resist, and will be burned to clean up the traces of the way.

You can get a glimpse of the high level of it.

She shook her hand and extinguished the red flame.

It seems that this trial is to bring the cultivator back to the original, mortal state, and then rely on the power of re-understanding the rules to awaken the power he has.

After all, everything in this world is made up of rules and laws.

Along with the monks, they absorb spiritual energy for their own use first, and the little Qi refiners who have just glimpsed the path of immortality cannot understand these subtleties at all.

Therefore, it is necessary to gather power first, whether it is spiritual power or magical power.

In the process of continuous improvement, comprehend the essential rules, from the shallower to the deeper, this is the reason. In fact, the comprehension of all the monks under the world cannot keep up with the essence of their own power.

What Tianwei Zhenmo wants is to suppress all the power of those who participated in the trial, and then recover the power through comprehension of the rules, from deep to shallow, to seek the truth.

When the strength of the whole body is recovered, the energy of the magic source in the body will burst out instantly, and with the help of the power of comprehended rules, the breakthrough of the realm will be as smooth as a long dragon piercing through the air.

And Tianwei's real inheritance is on the third floor.

When the monk regains his strength, it is equivalent to passing the trial here, and he can enter the second floor.

Pei Xihe clenched the long knife in her hand, so the more energy from the source of magic, the better, and it would be of great benefit to her cultivation.

The next step is to quickly understand the rules of one's own strength, and then fight to accumulate the energy of the devil.

The bloody part of this layer is that once another trialer is killed, all the accumulated magic energy in his dantian can be obtained.

Each other is prey.

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The hem of Ming's shirt embroidered with vigorous green bamboo swayed slightly.

Song Ranzhen had no magic power in his body.

He stretched out his palm and pushed it briefly, and there was a mysterious force circulating in it. He immediately killed the cultivator in front of him with a palm, and the energy of the devil source flowed into his body from his dantian.

He took advantage of it, and his own comprehension of Taoism was far superior to others, so the suppression and ban were also stronger, but Song Ranzhen would not be helpless when his magic power dissipated.

(End of this chapter)