Zhuo Hua

Chapter 106
Zhuohua didn't know how much time had passed, and she had even forgotten where she was. There was only one thought left in her mind.That is, she wants to completely eliminate this pile of black energy.

This area was closed, and she didn't even have an escape route.

The thoughts in her mind turned into obsessions, supporting her and preventing her from falling easily.

Sweat covered her forehead, and she felt as if she was trapped in an endless loop, with no hope or end in sight.

Gradually, the interval between black gas condensation became longer and longer.The condensed form is getting weaker and weaker.

After Zhuo Hua lay on the ground panting for an unknown number of times, he finally became silent and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, her hair was tightly attached to her cheeks, and she was panting heavily like a stranded fish.

The clothes on his body were already riddled with cuts.

The bright red dress was covered with dark stains.

This kind of battle is to wear down people's will and conquer their spirit bit by bit.In such a state, most people will despair little by little and eventually collapse.

Zhuo Hua lay there, unable to recover for a long time.

Finally, is it over?
She couldn't believe it.

Probably because her hopes had been shattered too many times, she no longer dared to hope for anything more.

The darkness slowly dissipated, and the original appearance of this layer finally appeared.

There are a lot more things on the second floor than on the first floor.

Like the first floor, the exercises on this floor are also books rather than jade slips.Zhuo Huajiang took a simple look, and found that it was a refining weapon and a rhythm.

I thought it would be a sword technique or a magic technique.A flash of disappointment flashed in Zhuohua's heart.

However, what made her happy was that there were actually a bunch of high-grade spirit stones on this floor.

Seeing the spirit stone, Zhuo Hua felt much better after being tortured.

She took the weapon refining book and read it carefully.

Although Mu Gui is already of a very high level, it will not be enough if Zhuo Hua grows up in the future.If he wanted to refine his own weapons, Zhuo Hua would still prefer to do it himself.After all, only you know your own needs best.

Thinking of this, she looked more seriously.

Although monks can memorize things quickly, they are not like Zhuo Hua who can memorize things just by glancing at them.

She inexplicably felt as if these things had been firmly engraved in her mind, and they were terrifyingly familiar.

Although she memorized the contents of the rhythm book, she had no choice but to have no suitable instruments for her to use, and she could not practice.

What interested her the most was the book "Breathing Condensation Jue" she found in the corner.The breathing methods written in this book were easier to use than anything she had ever known before.

The most powerful thing about it is that it can ignore the level of cultivation.

If she uses this method of concentrating her breath, even powerful people who are many levels higher than Zhuo Hua will not be able to detect her existence.This thing is more than a little better than the breath gathering charm.

However, this method can only be practiced by monks with light roots or dark roots. For people with other spiritual roots, it is like waste paper.

Everything in this tower seems to be specially built for the light and dark spiritual roots.Zhuohua couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Everyone says that the two spiritual roots, Tianlinggen and Darklinggen, are extremely special existences in the world, and there are very few records about the techniques of these two spiritual roots.

Except for a few false heavenly roots and false dark spiritual roots, there has never been a person with pure these two kinds of spiritual roots.But people in the world believe in the existence of these two pure spiritual roots.

"The heaven and the earth are the same, the phoenix is ​​manifested, the twins are born, and they sleep forever." This sentence that was once hidden in the depths of memory suddenly exploded in Zhuohua's mind.

　The…n…day of insomnia????
　　After thinking about it, since I can't sleep, I'll post an article.

　　I don't remember the days when I watched the sky brighten up a little bit.

　　A flash of sleepiness was followed by an increasingly clear mind.

　　Feeling a bit broken????
　　
　
(End of this chapter)