Chapter 907: Could It Be That Strange Dream?
"You humans yourself often say that sharpening knives is not wrong for woodcutters! Instead of thinking about using other powers to quickly start feeding this fire god mark, you might as well wait until you can perceive the immortal pattern, and first comprehend the flame immortal pattern. ()”
"Through this Flame Immortal Pattern, if you perceive the Flame Immortal Pattern one step earlier, you will be able to get enough Immortal Power to feed this Fire God Mark through the Flame Immortal Pattern, and you will be able to succeed in ten years at most, isn't this much faster than your ethereal little hope?"
Tears of Roselle obviously really couldn't stand Mo Fei's idea of destroying the heavens, and a few rhetorical questions scolded Mo Fei speechless.
Yes, Mo Fei pinned his hopes on befriending the Vulcan Sign, hoping that the Vulcan Mark would one day wake up on its own and be used by him, but this time is really not good.
Not to mention ten years, even a hundred years and a thousand years may not be possible.
On the contrary, if this wisp of flame immortal power was left, with his cultivation and research speed, all the Nine Palace Spirit Patterns would reach the level of comprehending the Immortal Patterns, and it would not take a few years at all.
Then, through this wisp of flame immortal power, he accelerated the speed at which he comprehended the flame immortal pattern, and under the full feeding of the flame immortal pattern, at most, the fire god mark could truly grow.
In other words, according to the method of Tears of Luoshen, at most ten years before and after, at that time, he was likely to have just become an official immortal pattern master, but he already had a complete flame god pattern.
Thinking about Huo Xinzi, the leader of the Fire God Sect in the Guangwu Great World, just relying on a little bit of divine power of the Flame God Pattern, he dared to call the top god powerhouse, the Guangwu Emperor, and became the second only powerhouse in the Guangwu Great World.
If he had a complete Flame God Pattern, even if his true cultivation was far inferior to that of the Fire God Sect Leader Huo Xinzi, relying on enough divine power, he might not be Huo Xinzi's opponent, and even the Guangwu Emperor, the master of the Guangwu Great World, might be able to compete with one or two.
"Lord of Light, what's wrong with you? You are usually very cautious, but you have never been so desperate for strength as you are today. ”
Just when Mo Fei secretly clenched his fists, looking forward to the scenery when he had the strength comparable to that of the Guangwu Emperor more than ten years later, Luo Shen's Tears, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly asked.
Mo Fei's face changed, and he was silent.
Yes, he was indeed a little hasty today, and just now he made two low-level mistakes in a row, and he was greatly embarrassed in front of Roselle's tears.
Use the power of light to feed the Mark of the Vulcan, whose laws are completely different.
Waste the wisp of flame immortal power with infinite prospects.
In the past, with his cautious and calm nature, it would have been impossible to do these two things.
But in fact, he didn't think about it so much at all, he just thought about improving his strength quickly, even if it was not a big hope, or even a big waste, he was a little bit unhesitant.
"yes, what the hell is wrong with me?"
Mo Fei frowned secretly, calmed down, and thought about it carefully.
"That's right, it's pressure!"
"There is tremendous pressure from the old ghosts of the sky, the sand thief king, and the white-haired old man Gu Chengsheng. ”
But he quickly shook his head:
"No, that's not the point. ”
"I've seen the terrifying strength of the mysterious uncle, and the old ghost will definitely not dare to touch me for the time being. As for the Sand Pirate King, with my current strength, even if I am not an opponent, I at least have the strength to resist, so I don't have to be afraid. ”
"There are also white-haired old men Gu Chengsheng and those old-timers, even if they don't like me, they shouldn't surrender their identity, embarrassing me as a junior, I don't have to be so anxious at all. ”
"Wait, is that a strange dream?"
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.
It's a weird dream, but it's not, it's just that when he was sleeping and resting, some pictures always flashed in his mind from time to time.
In the picture, it is basically the little girl Kodama Linglong who got along for a while at the Listening to the Rain Conference.
At the same time, for some reason, there was always a voice in his head reminding him that the little girl Er Long'er had left the spirit realm again, and was in the territory of the Ancient God Empire at this time.
This kind of mysterious feeling, he himself can't tell what is going on.
Whether it's true or not, he can't tell at all.
But it seems that subconsciously, he gradually believed it.
The little girl, Eryu Linglong, left the spirit realm to find him, but at this time she was in the territory of the Ancient God Empire.
If he wants to go to the Ancient God Empire and find and bring back the Jade Spirit Dragon, with his strength, it is simply a joke.
Not to mention the most prosperous imperial capital of the Ancient God Empire, it is the border between the empire and the alliance, and it is probably difficult for him to break through the past.
"It turns out that I have subconsciously believed everything in the dream, and I am in a hurry to improve my strength and go to the Ancient God Empire to find Long'er's little girl. ”
Mo Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he found the key to his emotional abnormality, everything would be easy to say.
"However, even if I want to find that little girl from Long'er, I can't be too hasty, the key is to find a way to go to the Ancient God Empire first. ”
Just kidding, the Rune Master is the Alliance's greatest reliance against the Empire of the Ancient Gods.
On weekdays, the rune master doesn't dare to let too many people know about the use of power, for fear of being found by the ancient god empire and research a way to target it, let alone let the rune master go to the ancient god empire to find someone, it is definitely a self-defeating net.
Don't rescue Long'er's little girl yet, but he put himself in first.
"If Joseph were still around, it would have been easy. ”
"The temple of the God of Light Sect has opened all over the entire Eternal Continent, and the Ancient God Empire is no exception. ”
"If I can blend in with the temple and infiltrate the Empire of the Old Gods, I may be able to break through the border defense line without hiding from the alliance military headquarters. ”
Mo Fei thought about it for a long time, and he suddenly found that if he wanted to leave the countries of the alliance and infiltrate the ancient god empire, it seemed that he could no longer find a safer way except for the Bright God Sect.
It's a pity that the Divine Son Josehan left as early as when he was still in the Guangwu Great World.
The whereabouts of this divine son have always been erratic, not to mention him, I am afraid that even the archbishops of Old Man John will be difficult to contact people in a short time.
"I'll go, can I only be cheeky and go to Grandpa John?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look bitter.
Since he refused to be the son of God of Light, he had not dared to see the Archbishop John again.
If he really wanted to beg Grandpa John for this, he was not worried about being blackmailed by Grandpa John with the matter of the Son of God. Old Grandpa John has always treated him like a relative, as long as he takes the initiative to ask, the old man will definitely agree.
But he refused to be the first and avoided the others, and then went to find others to help, his cheekiness was not so thick, and he didn't want to embarrass the old man.
"Forget it, let's find another way. ”
"Moreover, apart from looking for Long'er, my own problems have not been solved. ”
Mo Fei shook his head, thinking back to the strange appearance when he used the martial soul before, he suddenly frowned.