Chapter 20: Peach Blossom Land, Night Raid ()

In fact, there were some trivial adjustments to gossip lines before resurrection.

There was no energy in the pot before, so even if the adjustment was correct, there would be no reaction, so I didn’t know what was right and what was wrong. At this moment, it was just a chance to study gossip lines.

The bronze pot has a wisp of residual souls from countless ancient Chinese celebrities and fierce men. Not only does it require the soul of Wang Ce, the Yanhuang son, to be resurrected, but also needs the essence of energy and soul to nourish and strengthen them.

Let’s not mention the spirit of the soul, just talking about essence, qi and blood, who can be more prosperous than a warrior?

Therefore, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the qi and blood. Only by absorbing the bronze pot can the stronger the powerful man be resurrected.

Therefore, Wang Ce's original plan to take the bronze pot to a battlefield and absorb the essence and soul of tens of thousands of soldiers was basically lost - his cultivation level was low, and he could only revive the Yin soldiers after sucking, which was meaningless.

What is particularly terrible is that the bronze pot absorbs the energy and soul, not infinitely large, but very limited. Of course, if Wang Ce's cultivation level is high and there are more resurrected fierce people, the scope will naturally expand.

For now, it's not worth mentioning.

Spread the gossip lines for a long time.

Wang Ceyin had some experiences and thoughtfully digested them.

The Tai Chi Pisces in the Bagua Chart seems to have a unique mystery. The fish eye is the main hub. One of them is about the resurrection summoning, and the other fish eye?

This gave Wang Ce the feeling that it was like two operating systems installed on a computer. Fisheye is the key to switching the system. One of the systems switched out by fisheye, he already knew, what about the other?

"No hurry, I'm not too late in my previous life, so I'll slowly explore the mystery." Wang Ce shook his hands openly and gathered his mind: "Okay, the research is over, it's time to call!"

"I remember the last time, some lines weren't like this?"

Wang Ce vaguely felt that the colors of these several Bagua lines seemed to represent the level of essence, energy and soul stored in the pot.

"Tell me first, now, summon me!"

A trace of spirituality in the bronze pot gave some reactions just right. Should I summon a mysterious ghost war spirit or multiple Yin soldiers!

"Of course it's the mysterious ghost!" Wang Ce was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and strongly despised the dead ghost master of the Body Breaking Realm. What's the point of being so energetic and soulful.

A faint mist spit out from the spout, gradually condensed into a lifeless middle-aged man with yellow dotted lines in his heart!

Wang Ce was satisfied that the dotted line was the lower level, the solid line was the middle level, and the glowing was the upper level.

The level of the War Spirit is easy to identify, and in addition to the heart, the eyes can also identify it. However, most people will try to hide these characteristics.

The Yin soldiers are black lines, the Ming Guards are white lines, the heroes are blue lines, the Xuan Gui is yellow lines, the human heroes are red lines, the Jedi is blue lines, and the tyrants are purple lines!

Trouble is here!

Wang Ce looked at this war spirit with a bitter look on his face, Xuan Gui? Is his blood enough?

I couldn't bear the itch in my heart. I really want to know which fierce man this person is! After gritting my teeth, Wang Ce cut his finger and sent it on him with a tragic look on his face: "Suck it! You vampires!"

Blood was passing by quickly, and Wang Ce's face turned from pale to green, as if it was stepping on cotton and floating in the clouds.

Well, I don’t know yet, it turns out that a lot of blood loss will feel so good! Wang Cemei thought hard, maybe the pleasure of taking drugs is just like this.

Suddenly, Wang Ce shivered. No! This is a symptom of a large amount of blood loss and hallucination!

He fell to the ground with a bang, and Wang Ce almost lost his ability to breathe, and another feeling of feeling as if it was torn apart spread throughout his soul.

I swear that before my cultivation level increases, I will never try Xuangui again.

This mysterious ghost fighting spirit was filled with spirituality for a while, and the ordinary fighting spirit, which had been previously ordinary, had an extraordinary and calm temperament for no reason!

The war spirit floated over, bent down to Wang Ce, and shouted: "Tao Qian and Tao Yuanming, pay homage to the lord!"

Wang Ce lay motionless like a wood, tears of regret: "Mr. Tao, you have sucked my blood dry, I am just an empty shell now!"

Wait for a moment! Tao...Yuan...Ming! Who is the master of "The Peach Blossom Spring"? The master of pastoral poetry!

Wang Ce barely stood up with a blue face, looked at the old man, and praised him with surprise: "It's really fierce!"

"Damn it, I'm now looking forward to the day when Li Bai and Liu Sanchang are resurrected!"

"Sister Xiangjun, I'm sorry for you. You'll go back to the world of the pot from now on." Wang Ce did not hesitate and sent Sister Xiangjun back to the bronze pot. With a change of heart, he recalled Tao Yuanming back to the pattern!

There is no way, this picture can only accommodate one battle spirit.

Pi Xiaoxin has never really possessed the battle spirit after they got it. It is because they have not tested their bodies and have not been dealt with by the "refiner" and cannot contain the battle spirit.

"This time I lost blood, I have to make up for at least three months."

He fell on the bed, and Wang Ce wanted to be unable to get up. He got up and touched the empty teapot. He walked out of the bedroom with the wall in disappointment, "I'm so thirsty!"

He grabbed the gourd ladle and scooped the water, and poured it hard in one breath.

"Hmm?" Wang Ce's heart moved.

It was also at this time that Wang Duan, who should have been sleeping, jumped out of the house with full arms and shouted: "Who!"

A sound shook the sky, and a ghostly figure emerged from the night, rushed down quickly, and took Wang Duan a fierce sword technique.

However, in order to achieve the cultivation of the visitor, he released a qi and shook Wang Duan's sword away. While groaning, the sword held in both hands instantly burst out with infinite sword energy!

Boom! Wang Ce's bedroom was swept into flying chips without any suspense!

"Ha, I, Duan Qizhen, finally avenged my son today!" The visitor stood on the wall and laughed wildly: "Little bastard, I want you to die and you won't be able to get a war spirit! Break it for me!"

A sword energy that swept across thousands of troops exploded in an instant, and it was like a big bomb being thrown away, and Wang Duan was knocked away with an astonishing posture.

Wang Duan in the air sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and his toes were like a mad tiger, and he pounced on him again: "Duan Qizhen! I'll fight you!"

"Dad!"

Wang Ce stood on the ruins of the bedroom and shouted, Wang Duan's breath stagnated, and he was ecstatic: "Xiao Ce, you are fine!"

"Impossible!" Duan Qizhen roared wildly: "With my sword, how could you survive!"

A plate whirled and flew down like a giant eagle and hunting rabbit. The force was so fierce that it was hard to imagine!

When Wang Ce was about to be unavoidable, Wang Ce kicked the wall down and then turned away with the momentum!

The dust from the falling wall filled the back, and there was a medium-sized crossbow. With a loud bang, a crossbow arrow shot the middle section from a close distance!

Wang Ce was on the ruins just to find the crossbow tool, and raised his hand and shot it out with a crossbow.

A smile suddenly frozen, and my eyes widened: "I..."

I...I...I...I...

The Gangfeng Realm is so terrifying! So...perverted!

The strong wind of the body actually shocked the fierce crossbow arrow to a huge reduction in force, and it only shot into Duan Qizhen's body one inch!

Duan Qizhen grinned: "Little bastard, do you think you can kill me?"

He actually grabbed the crossbow arrow shot from the crossbow lightly and threw it backhand!

Wang Ce felt like he was hit by an eight-pound hammer on his shoulder, but was knocked away by this small crossbow arrow several meters!
Chapter completed!