As the soul power entered, the layer of water originally attached to the petals began to float and dispersed into tiny water droplets, jumping up from the petals and jumping into Xiao Wu's translucent body.
When all the water layers were submerged, Xiao Wu's body solidified and was no longer transparent. Looking at her re-solidified body almost blankly, Xiao Wu tentatively put her hand on Bo Saixi's arm.
This time it was no longer direct penetration, the actual touch gave Xiao Wu a long-lost peace of mind.
Ignoring Xiao Wu's overstepping move, Bo Saixi continued the movement in her hand, pulling the dark purple thin threads away from the petals one by one. One end of them was connected to the tip of the petal, and the other end was connected to the translucent rhizome.
This is a very delicate process. When the last thin thread was pulled away, Tang San, who was far away in the valley and was being beaten by the waves, finally couldn't bear the test of the sea water. He closed his eyes and lowered his head. His whole figure looked like
Boneless and hanging high on the sunken silver pillar.
The silver light on the Chen Yin Pillar dissipated, and Tang San was no longer clinging to the pillar. A blue light flew out from Bo Saixi's hand. The moment the Chen Yin Ring was loosened, the blue light wrapped around Tang San's weak body, pulling it away.
Tang San, who was completely unconscious, was brought to Bo Saixi.
With her back held up by the blue light and floating in mid-air, Bo Saixi placed the almost split flower between Tang San's eyebrows. The flower and the rhizome were separated, and the two were only connected by those slender and fragile dark purple threads.
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The lines between Tang San's brows flickered spontaneously, and blue-gold light and blood-colored light were released from the lines at the same time. They intertwined and eroded each other. When they touched the plant, all the blood-colored light poured into the petals, turning the silvery-white
The petals are dyed with blood, and the blue-gold light wraps around the translucent roots, giving it the color of the sea.
Two completely different forces gathered and collided in the thin thread. Of course, the fragile thread could not withstand the struggle between the two. The sparse stamens in the middle of the flower shattered at this moment, turning into countless golden dots and sticking to the thin thread.
Thin wire reinforcement.
When seeing this scene, Bo Saixi took action again, and a huge shadow appeared behind her. The shadow made it difficult to see its appearance, but its majestic aura made Xiao Wu fearful.
With her head lowered, Xiao Wu only focused on watching the movements of Bo Saixi's hands, not daring to look at the phantom at all.
The soul power poured in from the bottom of the rhizome, the chaotic rhizome began to shrink, the dark purple thin threads returned, and the suspended flowers were brought back.
The root clung to Tang San's eyebrows. Bo Saixi suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiao Wu who was watching. In response, Tang San's left arm suddenly lit up, and a strange light flashed from Bo Saixi's eyes. Xiao Wu
She pressed her on the flower.
The moment her palm touched the flower, a strong red light exploded from Xiao Wu's body. All the curiosity in Xiao Wu's eyes turned into panic. She could feel that there was a special force pulling her towards the flower.
"Relax, don't resist."
Feeling strangely at ease from Bo Saixi's words, the rhizomes sank into Tang San's body bit by bit, and Xiao Wu followed closely behind, drilling into the center of Tang San's brows.
The chaotic roots weaved into a large and fine network in Tang San's body, and the flower-shaped energy merged into the soul bone of Tang San's left arm. Thin dark purple threads emerged on the soul bone, and the large network completely wrapped the soul bone.
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Withdrawing his soul power, the shadow behind him also disappeared. Bo Saixi laid Tang San flat on the rock aside and looked at this junior with complicated eyes.
No secret can be buried forever, no matter how careful Tang San is, there will always be moments of negligence.
The red ring that should have appeared on the spirit beast at the sacrifice of a hundred thousand year spirit beast was not there. Even if he was stupid, Bo Saixi could guess that this kid had more than one spirit, but Bo Saixi never asked Tang San about it.
, because Bo Saixi himself doesn’t care.
But if the martial spirit hidden by Tang San was the Clear Sky Hammer, things would start to look different for Bo Saixi.
His surname is Tang... Tang San's relationship with him...
Blinking silently, meeting an old friend can always bring back those beautiful memories scattered in the years. Although Bo Saixi herself did not want to see the old friend, the one she hoped to see has lost all news.
Bo Saixi did not stop Qian Daoliu's visit. After all, no one on the island except her could stop Qian Daoliu's arrival. But not stopping him did not mean that she was happy to see Qian Daoliu.
Due to their respective religious issues, she was fundamentally unable to get close to Qian Daoliu, and their unhappy acquaintance also contributed to the dullness of their relationship.
If I had to say it, she still had a certain respect for Qian Daoliu. That respect was for people who were both standing at the same height and were rivals, but that was the extent of it.
This is an era that is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of soul masters. It is not an era that belongs to their generation, but their presence is everywhere.
The inheritance of angels has been established. My perception of the mainland in the early years was not wrong, but there was something wrong with the direction of my guess.
Wuhundian's desire to persecute Poseidon Island has not died, at least in Bo Saixi's opinion, relying on Qian Daoliu's sudden visit and relying on that poor excuse that can be seen at a glance.
The descendant of the angel has lost his mind and why would he come to Poseidon Island to look for him? He even asked Qian Daoliu to pretend that he wanted to force his way in.
Fighting is unavoidable. Fortunately, this place relies on the sea. This is the sanctuary of the sea god. Even if Qian Daoliu has great strength, he will eventually stop outside the island.
Tang Chen, I saw Qian Daoliu, what about you?
A faint trace of nostalgia emerged from his eyes, and before Bo Saixi could think about it carefully, Tang San, who was lying on the rock, opened his eyes.
A strange red light clung to his eyes, and he touched his body in novel ways. His face showed joy, but after he was sure, it turned into worry.
"Grand Festival..."
"Are you used to this body?" He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Bo Saixi was not surprised by Tang San's changes. She looked at Tang San calmly, as before.
A container should have the attitude of a container, no matter whose container it is.
This is not important to Bo Saixi. This is the will of Poseidon and she should accept it.
"Should...should?" With unconfidence, 'Xiao Wu' stood up from the ground and looked at Bo Saixi in confusion.
"Come with me."
Grabbing 'Xiao Wu' with one hand, Bo Saixi flew towards the Poseidon Temple. Entering the dim Poseidon Temple, stepping onto the Poseidon Platform, and stepping onto the third floor, Bo Saixi placed 'Xiao Wu' on the bright red
In front of the long sword with magic patterns.
A stream of cold air flew out from the long sword. It penetrated into Xiao Wu's left arm very quickly. Based on the soul bone of his left arm, it wrapped around the tendons of the entire left arm extremely smoothly. It was cold.
The feeling spreads throughout the body.
This chapter has been completed!