The seductive lines slowly emerge from the edge of the mask.
Jun Wuchen did not stay in place for too long. After the color of his hair and eyes changed, his whole aura changed, and a faint ancient and majestic aura spread.
The energy flow of those crazy attacks seemed to be temporarily suppressed by another force, and the violent attacks were stagnated.
Just in this blink of an eye——
Jun Wuchen took one step forward, crossed the dividing line directly, and stood next to the Wugou Spring.
The rioting energy flow receded like a tide.
The dazzling light also disappeared.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Bei Chenming revealed an eye from between his fingers. Through the blurred vision, he saw Jun Wuchen's figure standing in the middle of the clouds, with no arms or legs missing. He looked in good health.
Bei Chenming breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief, as long as he didn't die.
The powerful explosion just now made him almost think that Jun Wuchen was going to be torn to pieces alive.
Now it seems that he still underestimated him.
Bei Chenming didn't bother to look any further. His eyes had just been burned, and now they were still crying. It was painful and astringent, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
He quickly closed his eyes, mobilized his spiritual power to circulate around his eyes, and slowly repaired them.
Precisely because his eyesight was damaged and his vision was blurry, he did not notice anything strange about Jun Wuchen.
The clear and flawless spring floats quietly among the clouds.
One after another, transparent flower buds appear and disappear on the water like condensed springs.
Because the flower buds are completely transparent and shimmering, they look like light groups from a distance, with details blurred.
But if you look closely, you can easily see that each of these flower buds has a different shape.
Some are tightly closed.
Some are already half-opened, revealing a little crystal-clear stamens.
Only three are fully mature and in full bloom. Their clear and complicated petals are layered on top of each other. They look like lotus flowers, but are countless times more delicate than ordinary lotus flowers. Each one is like a carefully crafted work of art.
Three innocent lotuses seem to grow side by side, closely connected, blooming in the center of the "spring", surrounded by countless buds.
Jun Wuchen observed it for a moment and then stretched out his hand.
A mysterious force of silvery purple spread out from his fingertips, like strands of silk thread, hanging on the "water surface", swimming forward along the water surface, cleverly avoiding every flower bud.
The immature lotus buds cannot be touched.
Once any bit of spiritual power comes into contact, it can destroy these delicate and extremely pure innate spiritual beings, thus triggering a chain reaction. An entire pond of Innocent Lotus will wither in an instant, leaving not even a single petal behind.
Once they grow back, I don’t know how many years it will take.
Therefore, when you find the Innocent Lotus, getting close to it is not a skill, but being able to pick it off smoothly is a skill.
Jun Wuchen stood motionless beside him, all his strength concentrated on the strands of silver-purple silk threads, manipulating them to get closer to the three blooming Wugou Lotuses, and then lurking close to the water surface to find the Wugou Lotus.
Rhizome.
The transparent rhizome penetrates deep into the spring and merges with the spring water. There are countless flower buds and rhizomes next to it, with extremely small gaps.
The silver-purple silk thread checked again and again and finally found the target.
Jun Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the silk thread instantly turned into a thin blade, cutting off the rhizome lightly and quickly, then quickly expanded, wrapping the three severed Wugou Lotus, and quickly retracted it.