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

Chapter 642. 643. Yellow Bird Emperor Collection ([-])

Pei Xihe engraved all of these simple scriptures in his heart at a glance, and found something strange after reading them silently twice. There was no coherence between the words, and they seemed to be arranged randomly.

With a little speculation in her mind, she stretched out her right fingertips and used magic power to draw seal scripts floating in the air.

There are a total of 78 seal scripts, condensed by mana, with a faint golden glow, Pei Xihe stretched out his hand and brushed them, and those seal scripts immediately started to rotate.

If it is out of order, can you find the correct order and get the information in it?

Pei Xihe has a photographic memory since she was a child, and draws inferences from one instance to another. Now that she has practiced for a hundred years, she has read many scriptures, and she has the confidence to find the correct answer.

She twitched her brows slightly, and her thought power spread out from the villain of Yuanshen, quickly covering all the 78 seal scripts, and splicing these scripts in different orders at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, Pei Xihe frowned, with a look of confusion on her face. Now she has tried the arrangement of 110 seven bells and made various combinations. Although the reading is quite smooth, the meaning is completely different, making it difficult to decide .

In addition, she had an increasingly strong premonition, telling herself that she seemed to find the wrong way?

Pei Xihe looked at the stone tablet floating beside her, the jade light was warm and moist, making her eyes darken.

She pursed her lips. The scriptures on it had been engraved in her heart, and she would never forget them. After several attempts, she still hadn't cracked them. Could the real mystery be on this stone tablet?

Pei Xihe raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and a flickering cluster of brilliant golden flames was urged by mana, and instantly landed on the stone tablet.

The real fire of the sun is originally one of the top ten divine fires. The mysterious Taoism contained in it belongs to the most yang, fierce and domineering, and now under the blessing of her magic power in the fairyland, it reveals its majestic side.

The flames fell on the stele, and immediately exploded, turning into a mass of hot and vigorous fireworks that enveloped the stele.

Although the material of the stele is extraordinary, how can it withstand the power of real fire?In an instant, it was roasted by the raging fire, making a crackling sound, and the smooth surface was covered with cracks of all sizes, and then melted by high temperature, turning into a large mass of light blue liquid.

But what is strange is that the red-yellow scriptures have separated from the stone tablet at this moment, condensed and not scattered, and suspended in the air. The arrow rushed towards the red-yellow scripture.

Bang!
The sound of the explosion was not very crisp, with the dullness of heavy drums and heavy beating. The wind, waves and sandstones brought up could not get close to Pei Xihe's three feet in front of him because he was driven by mana.

What was blasted was the red and yellow seal cultures forming a red and yellow light cluster, which extended out and turned into a long line like a spiritual one.

Pei Xihe's frowning brows relaxed, and a smile finally appeared on his face. To be precise, this long line should be a guide, pointing in one direction.

What a deception.

The holder wants to decipher the mystery of this scripture, and may think that it is some kind of inherited Taoism. Unexpectedly, the content in it is actually not important at all, it is completely a blindfold of the arranger. Instead of sorting the scriptures, we will really discover this way of guiding the way.

Pei Xihe mobilized the mana in the primordial spirit and injected it into the "Long Line", and the next moment the "Long Line" rushed out. Pei Xihe was wearing a golden radiance, with subtle and mysterious runes flickering, displaying the power of the Golden Crow Extreme supernatural powers.

The line led the way, and Pei Xihe ran his magic power, followed closely behind. It took about a quarter of an hour, spanning [-] miles, and when the long line dissipated, Pei Xihe was already in the vast and deep mountain forest .

There are opportunities and crises everywhere in the fairy temple. Pei Xihe still remembers that when he first set foot in this world, he was almost killed by a ray of invisible wind. After that, he was even more cautious, but he was in danger again and again .

But the situation is very different now, with the cultivation base of a celestial being and the body of a demon god, Pei Xihe can come and go freely, very unrestrained.

Seeing the long line disappear here, she knew that she must have arrived somewhere, and the magic power spread out immediately, exploring all the places it touched, until something strange appeared [-] miles southward.

The power of thought can transform a monk's ears, eyes, mouth and nose, and sense the fluctuations of external objects, so Pei Xihe took all the scenes there into his eyes and hurried away.

Green trees rose from the ground, seven or eight feet high, densely covered with lush leaves, covering each other, forming a large area of ​​shade, only a few strands of golden light fell to the ground through the slits of the swaying leaves.

Looking up again, you can see that there is a nest on the branch of a tree.

In the brown nest, there is a petite bird that looks like an owl, with a white head, and it is slowly grooming its fluff.

And its nest is extremely clean and dry, without debris, only a few green pearl-like fruits filled with spiritual energy, and a green-yellow leaf beside it, like a willow, falls in the corner.

The bird suddenly raised its head, and in its nimble pupils there was a solemn indifference that did not match its petite figure.

It stopped its beak, spread its wings, and flapped violently, attacking like a ray of light.

As soon as Pei Xihe stepped here, he saw a thin ray of light swooping towards him. There was no wind and waves, and it was more like hiding in the sky and the earth. The aura quietly blended into its trajectory and turned into a tail.

Pei Xihe read in a volume of classics that all movements in the world are relative, and the speed will also turn into a violent collision force. That ray of light rushing towards him is enough to shatter gold and crack stones.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and sharpness emerged from her golden pupils. Pei Xihe had already held the Tianguang knife in her right hand, and slashed fiercely in front of her.

Since Pei Xihe was young, she has been wielding a wooden knife over and over again, and now her knife skills have reached the pinnacle. No matter how fast she is, she cannot avoid her knife.

Just when the long knife was about to hit the top of the thin light, the straight light suddenly turned and swept back.

At this moment, when the tail halos dissipated, Pei Xihe saw that it was a petite bird, shaped like an owl, with a pair of dark blue eyes staring at him firmly.

It fluttered its wings, its breathing was a little short, and it was grateful in its heart that it was defeated in time, otherwise it might be the first yellow bird to slam into the knife to seek death.

Ordinary magic tools can't stop its impact at all, but the long knife in this female cultivator's hand has an extraordinary aura, I'm afraid it's a divine object, and when the two collide, it's not the blade that shatters, but her own head that explodes.

It fluttered its wings, and suddenly brought up a majestic wind and waves, blasted towards Pei Xihe fiercely, leaped upwards, and its figure grew rapidly, obviously returning to its real body.

Monster races can mimic changes, but only when they are real is the strongest strength, and many racial supernatural powers also need to use this to display.

(End of this chapter)