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029 [The Truth of Spirit Vision]

At night, Hetu Taoist leader Huang Laoer conducted a review for He Zhao.

"It will be good to rest for a while and recuperate." After finishing his words, he waved to the other people in the room. Soon, only the two of them were left in the room.

The Taoist Master put his hands behind his back, opened the window of the room, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and asked softly.

"Zhao'er, isn't the spiritual world scary?"

He Zhao, who was lying on the bed pretending to be crazy, suddenly trembled when he heard this.

How did he know!

Wu Renzhao was in disbelief, staring intently at the profile of Taoist Master Hetu, who was no more than thirty years old, as if he wanted to see something from it.

"Don't doubt that I'm lying to you. The truth of this world is indeed a bit shocking. When I was thirteen, I occasionally saw things that ordinary people couldn't see.

This talent, which is different from ordinary people, has allowed me to avoid many fatal dangers, but it has also brought terrible disasters to the relatives and friends around me.

By the time I turned eighteen, my parents, older sisters, younger sisters, younger brothers, close relatives, and friends were all reduced to a handful of clay.

At that time, I always felt that I was a lone star in the sky and had to live alone all my life. Until one day, I met the master. He said that I had a pair of eyes that could see through the boundary between illusion and reality, and that I was a born stranger.

The only pity is that I am incomplete and not a complete person. To this day, I still don’t understand what Master means by incompleteness and completeness.

But that didn't stop me from practicing with him. Thanks to my own calamitous talent, my practice went smoothly, and I made a breakthrough from scratch to the realm of riding the light.

Moreover, I also had great luck in the spiritual world, copied a fragment of the text, and understood the "Burning Method" that anyone can practice regardless of qualifications.

Unfortunately, due to the forced viewing of the spiritual fragments, my eyes were severely damaged, and I could only stay in the current state for the rest of my life. I was unwilling to leave the Xuandu Dao System and wandered all the way to Wancheng.

What do you think is the reason why I stayed here for fifteen years and founded Hetu Dao?"

After saying this, the Taoist Master smiled and looked at He Zhao, who had a look of shock on his face.

Eyes, fragments of spiritual text, fifteen years!

"So my eyes are actually yours?"

He Zhao asked with a slightly sad expression.

"You are a teachable boy, I chose you in vain."

Taoist Master Hetu's face was full of joy.

"From Xuandu to Wancheng, one thousand two hundred and eighty-nine children could not bear to die suddenly after transplanting my eyes. You are the only one who has a perfect transplant and will not die.

When I came out of seclusion and entered the room, I immediately noticed your frightening spiritual aura. If it were other Taoist masters, they would not be so sure, and they would not notice it.

It's a pity, who told me to explore it countless times? I am too familiar with this cold, numb, lifeless, and deathly coldness."

Having said this, Taoist Master Hetu sighed.

"You are a good young man among the strangers. If it weren't for your gentle spiritual eyes, I believe your cultivation would be more than this. What a pity, what a pity!"

Before He Zhao could make a move, Taoist Master Hetu took out a piece of tourmaline from his sleeve. It was covered with cold, blood-colored lines and spread over half of the area. He didn't know how many times it could be used.

"ban!"

Drink it lightly in your mouth, and invisible fluctuations spread quickly.

He Zhao immediately sensed that the spiritual power he had cultivated was immediately greatly suppressed. It was as if there was a colorless and transparent film separating him. He could only sense that it still existed, but could not mobilize it at all.

"The Forbidden Spirit Seal can isolate most of the alien forces, including the spiritual power of human aliens. Even the iron law of killing by evil ghosts can also prohibit it. So promise me not to struggle. Obediently offer your spiritual eyes, and I will leave you alone.

How about fate?"

hehe.

If he congratulated someone and believed it, he would definitely be the most powerful person in Daxuan.

Luo Liba told a lot of secrets, how could he let him live so easily?

"I know what you rely on is just because you feel that you have become a secret blood warrior, and you have the confidence to fight desperately. However, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands."

"boom--"

The door of the room was violently broken open from the outside, and Huang Laoer, the cheap master, led four powerful and shirtless men to step inside.

On their arms, there was a vague pattern tattooed on them, which seemed to represent a certain force.

Moreover, the auras of the four people were definitely not comparable to those of Ah Da whom I had seen before.

"The alien blood in their bodies has been transformed at least two-tenths, and at the highest it has been three-tenths. What about you? You have just become a secret blood warrior, and I am afraid it is only one percent of the entry level. You can catch me without any help, I

I don’t want you to die. After all, I watched you grow up.”

Cruel enough!

He Zhao silently let go of the bone dagger he was holding in his arms. Without the injection of spiritual power, this thing was useless.

Seeing his little action, Taoist Master Hetu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

His cautious character made him win over ruthless people invisibly.

"As expected, you also obtained a sacrificial weapon from it."

"superior!"

Huang Laoer tore off the disguise and waved his hand with an expressionless face. He secretly cursed in his heart, if he was playing with such sincerity, he would be killed immediately!

Didn't we already expect that this day might come?

"rub--"

The two people in front of him used their feet hard, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of He Zhao's bed.

The two of them stretched out their hands with ferocious faces, one wanted to lock his shoulder bones, and the other stretched out his fingers ferociously, intending to gouge his eyeballs.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Boom——"

The smile on Taoist Master Hetu's face froze. The expected scene of He Zhao being captured and his eyes picked out without any resistance did not happen as expected.

Instead, two secret blood warriors who had transformed two-tenths of their own alien blood had their chests shattered and shot backwards.

"Plop!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, and several people looked back, only to see two people lying on the ground, with large amounts of blood flowing out of their chests, and their eyes wide open.

“Sometimes quality makes up for quantity.”

He Zhao wiped the blood and broken bones from his fists, lifted the quilt and got out of bed and mocked.

The heterogeneous blood transformed in one's own body is not one percent of what Taoist Master Hetu said.

Under the influence of some unknown reason, fully one tenth!

Of course, the progress of transformed blood does not represent the degree of original alien strength.

However, Wu Renzhao still felt his own terrifying power and terrifying explosive power.

It was just two light punches, and in one blow, the secret blood warrior who had transformed into two tenths was beaten to death alive.

Putting aside the difference between different blood types, He Guang did not use gold powder, and the jade dagger suppressed this, and completely defeated the two dead people by more than ten blocks.

There is a huge difference between complete liberation and substantial weakening, and the gap is indescribable.

"Didn't you use Blood Bear's heart blood?"

Taoist Master Hetu frowned. He really couldn't figure out how this child he had secretly watched for fifteen years hunted for the heart of an alien.

"boom!"

He Zhao didn't answer him. He suddenly pulled out his right hand that was in his arms, threw off his arms and took a posture. His whole body suddenly rose up, crushing the floor under his feet, and at a lightning speed, he arrived at the body of the Hetu Dao Master.

forward.

The right fist is clenched, and the body is bent backward like a big bow.

"boom--"

The fist was thrown out fiercely, causing the air to roar violently.

If this punch was a real blow, it would probably break the person into pieces.

"Military boxing, fierce bow?!"

He Zhao really surprised him a lot today.

Why did the exclusive boxing technique of Xuan Jia Rui appear on a stranger from a small town?

The fist was only two inches away from the chest of Hetu Taoist Master. He Zhao frowned deeply. Why didn't the opponent avoid it?

"Certainly!"

Huang Lao'er held the Weeping Bone in his hand, and Wu Renzhao immediately noticed that an invisible force locked his body tightly.

All over the body, only the eyeballs could move. I tried with all my strength to break free, but the result was not as expected.

Even if it is one-tenth of the transformation level, he cannot violently break the immobilizing effect of the sacrificial weapon.

"Young."

Taoist Master Hetu stretched out his free left arm, ignoring the fist that was only an inch away from his chest, and poked He Zhao's eyeballs lightly and gracefully.


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