The first thousand two hundred and sixty-eight chapters two conditions
The poor and fearful saint's eyes lit up, maybe this would be a breakthrough.
"Fat Lu, when you and Tiantian Huluo first sank into the water, what did you do?"
The poor and fearful saint asked.
Lu climbed up into the pool with one hand, fearing that the saint would touch him again, so he hurriedly ran behind Gu Xuan.
"I didn't do anything. If I sink, of course I will struggle.
As a result, the more I struggled, the heavier I sank. I immediately concentrated all the power of rules in my body on my body, and the result was that I sank faster."
"Where's the Sky-Swallowing Tiger?"
"As my mount, the Sky-Swallowing Tiger has the same mind as me, so of course it did the same thing."
The corner of Gu Xuan's mouth trembled. I really can't see how the two of you seem to be connected.
Gu Xuan held his chin and said calmly: "I also used the power of rules at that time.
To be precise, I started to sink after using the power of the rules."
The poor and fearful saint snorted and glanced at Gu Xuan proudly.
"I only started to sink after I started using my holy power."
The implication is that the energy this saint uses at will is all holy power, unlike you who only dare to use the power of rules.
Black lines appeared on Gu Xuan's forehead.
Is this a time to show off your superiority?
Gu Xuan ignored the poor and fearful saint, turned his head slightly and asked:
"What about you? Blood Ancestor, what was your situation at that time?"
Blood Ancestor was originally hanging upside down by a pavilion. When he heard Gu Xuan's words, he flapped his wings and flew over.
"I was on the shore and turned into a pool of blood. I didn't find anything abnormal?
However, I saw that Xiao Ou was standing in the water at that time, but he did not sink."
Gu Xuan's expression changed, and a violent shock fell on the Blood Ancestor.
"Xiao Ou, you didn't say anything about such an important thing?"
Gu Xuan stared at Xiao Ou fiercely.
The Blood Ancestor grimaced in pain.
"Boss, you should beat Xiao Ou, how can you beat me?"
Gu Xuan said helplessly: "Isn't there nothing we can do? I just promised not to beat him, so I can't break my promise so quickly, right?"
The Blood Ancestor was stunned. What he said made sense, but he couldn't refute it.
But, something doesn't seem right?
Xiao Ou made a face towards the Blood Ancestor.
This guy should be beaten for actually stirring up trouble.
"Hurry up, little lotus root. If you wait any longer, you will be roasted into dried lotus roots by the black fire outside."
Gu Xuan threatened.
Xiao Ou made a "cut" sound. His current strength can be handled by ordinary warriors at the beginning of the Holy Realm. What kind of fire can roast him?
He's not afraid.
However, when he saw Gu Xuan's face became a little gloomy, the shadow in his heart caused by being beaten by Gu Xuan several times immediately resurfaced.
"Don't be so shameless, I said it, I said it!"
Xiao Ou showed an innocent and cute smile. She had no choice but to fight her, so she could only laugh with her.
Being a Medicine Emperor is considered unique for being able to do this.
Other Medicine Emperors, no, let alone Medicine Emperors, even if they are Medicine Ancestors, they are worshiped as ancestors by the pharmacists.
It’s true that the same medicine leads to different lives.
Xiao Ou silently mourned for herself in her heart.
"I finally understand. The reason why you sank is because you used the power of rules or holy power.
But, it’s useless for me. I, the Medicine Emperor, have made great progress recently. When I stood on the water, I was using spiritual power—pure, natural and pure spiritual power!”
Xiao Ou held her chin, imitating Gu Xuan, showing a wise expression.
"What do you think?"
Gu Xuan inadvertently lowered his hand holding his chin and looked at the Saint Qiongfear.
The poor and fearful saint thought for a moment and then said:
"The so-called spiritual power is the energy directly condensed by the natural force of heaven and earth, that is, spiritual energy.
This kind of energy is difficult for a warrior to use directly because it is not suitable and will damage the meridians.
Warriors usually convert it into elemental power, or the power of rules, or even holy power for use."
Gu Xuan nodded and answered:
"Yes, many ferocious beasts who do not understand the way of cultivation, as well as most of the Yao Zu Yao Emperor, choose to directly use spiritual power to fight.
In other words, the space of "Wu Fang Ku Land" they created was specially set up for warriors.
Xiao Ou didn't know how to use the power of rules, but took advantage and was not affected."
When the poor and fearful saint heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Finally, he discovered some clues about Wu Fang Ku Di's space. He must wash away the shame just now.
Otherwise, if this matter spreads out, how will I be able to gain a foothold in Fentian Continent in the future?
However, the problem now is that all this is just speculation and needs to be confirmed.
The poor and fearful saint looked straight at Gu Xuan, his meaning was obvious.
The corner of Gu Xuan's mouth trembled.
"You are a high-ranking Holy Realm person. Instead of going out to test, you actually let me, a half-step true emperor, go out to test. Are you kidding me?"
The poor man who is afraid of the saints smiles.
"I can go out. But once someone goes out, this place will be exposed.
If I were exposed, wouldn't it be terrible if I couldn't control the transfer of my spatial spiritual treasure in time?
If you go out, even if you are discovered, with me here, you can at least prevent the black fire from being burned, right?"
Gu Xuan stared at the poor and fearful saint. Although what the poor and fearful saint said was very reasonable, he always felt that something was wrong.
Suddenly, Gu Xuan's eyes focused on the smile of the poor saint.
This sly smile doesn't look like something a poor person would show if he was afraid of the saints?
This smile, so embarrassing and so guilty, would actually appear on the face of a poor and fearful saint?
This is simply like a knife, thinning the face of the poor and fearful saint, which is thicker than a city wall!
In Gu Xuan's mind, his thoughts suddenly turned.
Going out to test is bound to be extremely dangerous, but as long as two conditions are met, the risk will be reduced a lot.
The first condition is that your body is strong enough.
Anyone who is strong in body training, even if he does not use the power of rules and holy power, can move mountains and fill seas with his physical body alone.
As for the second condition, it is naturally the use of spiritual power.
Ordinary warriors rarely use spiritual power directly, but they are forced to do so, and they have to use it even if they don't.
To use spiritual power, you must have spiritual power. The simplest way is to convert the energy in the body into spiritual power.
Whether it is Yuan Power or Holy Power, it is obtained by using various breathing methods and purifying spiritual energy.
To obtain spiritual power, one needs to reversely purify Yuan Power and Holy Power, convert them into spiritual energy, and then condense them into spiritual power.
This sounds complicated to say, but for a warrior at the Holy Realm level, logically speaking, it is not difficult.
But the coquettish attitude of the poor and fearful saint made Gu Xuan have some guesses about the poor and fearful saint.
"Senior, I am afraid that you have never practiced the art of body refining, right?"
Gu Xuan asked tentatively.
The poor and fearful saint blushed and nodded.
Gu Xuan also nodded. It seemed that his guess was the truth.
"So, I'm afraid of the old man, you can't even reverse the method of vomiting and inhalation, and you can't even do such a simple deduction question?"
The face of the poor and fearful saint suddenly turned the color of pig liver.
"Go, go, go, if you don't get out, I will throw you out!"