Behind the big tree outside the crowd, Hua Tianyun's handsome and extraordinary face was so distorted that it was almost impossible to tell it was him. His hands were clenched tightly, and the space between them was almost deeply embedded in the flesh of the hands.
"Huh, calm down, I want to be calm. Even time and spiritual power can do nothing. He just has one more stepping stone, but I am different."
After the madness, there was the ultimate calm. Hua Tianyun quickly regained his composure, but his eyes under his hair shone with an evil red light, which made people shudder.
"This is also a gift from God. As long as there is a chance, this time spiritual power will be mine!"
"Hey hey hey hey hey, just wait and see, it won't be long..."
On the branches of another big tree, Yuan Chen smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.
Yuan Chen had noticed that Tashan had time spiritual power early on, but if there was no suitable time to awaken, Tashan still didn't know when he would be able to successfully awaken.
Yuan Chen didn't go to fight Fuji when he was full and had nothing to do. He was entirely preparing for Tashan's awakening.
The so-called cannonball is nothing more than leaving a timed and fixed ban for Fuji, and by the way, when the ban breaks out, some gadgets that promote Tashan's awakening will be erupted simultaneously.
During his previous fight with Fuji, he had been secretly sprinkling an alternative elixir called "Dream Returning Powder" on the ring.
The composition of the dream-returning powder is very special, and its effect is also unique. Few people can use it, and it has almost never appeared in this era of reincarnation.
Yuan Chen rummaged through ancient books and finally succeeded in finding the substitute material for the dream-returning powder, and then spent the time of reading a book to successfully refine it.
Fuji's own strength constantly squeezes Tashan's potential, and the ubiquitous medicinal powder in the arena potentially promotes his awakening. The two effects work together, finally allowing him to successfully awaken at the right time and turn defeat into victory.
"With this spiritual power of time, senior brother should be able to achieve good results in this Fengmen competition. Then I should think about how to escape."
From beginning to end, Yuan Chen never thought that he would stand out in the Fengmen Competition. If he were not worried that Tashan might lose and Zhang Ruozhuo would be disappointed, Yuan Chen would not even think about such a competition.
However, even if you lose, you need to find a suitable partner. You can't just give up by just finding a Daoxian Sect disciple.
After all, I am also a famous person in the Taoist Sect, a genius who has caused strange phenomena in the world. How can I just give up to just one person?
Just when Yuan Chen had a headache, a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly came into his ears.
"Hahaha, this guy is pretty good and he suits my taste. Are you interested in following me and joining Thousand Machines Sect?"
Who is Yuan Chen? The moment the sound reaches his ears, he discovers the figure of the messenger.
It was a short, fat Taoist hiding in the void, with a slutty smile on his round face, like a maniac spying on a beautiful woman taking a bath.
Yuan Chen's eyes swept across the hiding place of the short and fat Taoist intentionally or unintentionally, and he felt an extremely familiar breath coming towards him, making him fall into deep thought.
"There is nothing in the sect that can arouse my sense of familiarity. Who is this short, fat Taoist?"
Seeing Yuan Chen still lying carelessly on the branches of the big tree, a trace of surprise flashed across the face of the short and fat Taoist hiding in the void, and then he was relieved.
"It's not his fault. How many people in the Dao Immortal Sect know about my Thousand Machines Sect?"
The short and fat Taoist smiled slightly in the void and came again through the message.
"Boy, I see that your bones are amazing and your meridians are different from ordinary ones. You should be unable to practice,"
"I have pianos, chess, books, paintings, Buddhism, Taoism, demons, ghosts, beast taming, puppets, elixirs, treasures, formations, tailoring, theft, gardening, divination, and all kinds of rare books.
It will provide you with endless benefits throughout your life.”
"Since you can't practice, it is also a good choice to use other powers to climb the peak, just like you are now."
Yuan Chen said nothing, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
Why is this so-called Qianjimen similar to my own path?
He does not rely on strong cultivation, but relies on attainments in various fields to navigate the world, which coincides with his usual direction.
It seems that geniuses are all the same, they can always think of another way to solve their dilemma.
At this time, Yuan Chen finally understood what the familiar feeling he felt was.
It is a unique temperament formed by integrating various "side ways" just like myself.
It's just that compared to Yuan Chen, this short and fat Taoist's rank is still much lower.
The short and fat Taoist looked at Yuan Chen, who was still motionless, and was a little anxious. It was rare for him to find a wild person of the same kind, and he was also a junior who spontaneously embarked on this path. He had already determined the position of his disciple in his heart, and he never thought that this junior would actually
No expression at all.
Am I too old to hold a knife, or are the young people of this generation drifting away?
The short and fat Taoist in the void stood up unconsciously, with a pair of thick and short legs supporting his fat belly, looking very happy.
However, the fat man's face was not happy, but rather gloomy.
When he received no response, the short and fat Taoist stepped forward in the void mezzanine, ignoring the space debris flying in the mezzanine, and rushed to Yuan Chen's side unreasonably.
"snort!"
The short and fat Taoist stretched out his equally thick and short neck, and his round head was like a ball, stretched out in front of Yuan Chen's eyes.
"Huh? Why did you fall asleep? Your breathing was very stable just now, so why did you fall asleep so soon?"
The short, fat Taoist who originally planned to observe the situation and ask sternly seemed to have hit the cotton with a heavy punch. The most annoying thing was that there was a sharp silver needle hidden in the cotton.
This is really a waste of effort.
With the pudgy Taoist's always stingy and vengeful character, he should have turned around and left at this time, even teasing Yuan Chen before leaving. However, such a top-notch seedling was really the only one he had seen in his life, and he did not want to give up easily.
"What should I do? Do you want me to wait here for him to wake up?"
"impossible!"
After the pudgy Taoist asked and answered his own questions, he began to say to himself in a persuasive manner, "Oh, you can't blame him. It looks like this kid is tired. The sect's enemy just left and he can no longer hold on."
Taoist Taoist Taoist Chunky feels deeply how difficult it is to walk this path. One-way cultivation is the mainstream of spiritual practice. In contrast, the study of "side ways" not only requires strong talent, but also requires a lot of time, but success is very difficult.
Not easy.
Seeing Yuan Chen, the short and fat Taoist felt that he had returned to the time when he first embarked on this road, and it was just as hard.
"Alas, it is difficult to achieve enlightenment, and it is difficult to destroy the heaven."
Just as the pudgy Taoist was sighing, Dao Ming shouted from the ring: "Ninety-eight, ninety-eight?"
Yuan Chen, who was supposed to have fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes, and his body suddenly bounced up from the tree branch like a spring, and then quickly rushed onto the ring, leaving the short and fat Taoist alone in the void mezzanine.