Chapter 1792
"My spiritual power is too weak."
Yan Tao spoke calmly.
Spiritual power is different from spiritual power.
Mental power comes from talent.
Although spiritual power is also related to daily cultivation, it is just a matter of continuous consolidation and deepening.
People's spiritual power is like a vast ocean stored in the mind.
Your talent directly determines the amount of mental power you can utilize.
Spiritual power, on the other hand, comes from the power of nature.
The amount of spiritual power stored in your body depends entirely on your usual rest and meditation.
Although Yan Tao is extremely talented, this body is not weak.
But she's only been in charge of this body for a few years, and she's too young to compare with her mental power.
Even if you succeed in practice, you will only make a slight gain.
If so, if she wants to become an emperor-level warrior, her spiritual power must be at least equal to her spiritual power.
"I know."
Yan Zun stood up and walked straight out of the room: "Follow me." ”
Yan Zun led the way in front.
Several people stalked around into an extremely remote corner.
It was overgrown with weeds, and even the walls were mottled and peeled off.
The road under my feet is covered with thick moss, and I don't know how many years no one has walked it.
Yan Tao frowned slightly.
It was his marshal's mansion, but how could she remember...... I've never been to this place before.
Song Yefeng stepped forward in small steps, approached Yan Tao's ear, and whispered: "Marshal, this place used to be used to imprison death row prisoners, and it has not been used for a long time. ”
The Marshal's Mansion was rebuilt on the ruins of the Yan Mansion.
However, the Yan Mansion was too big back then.
Only Yan Tao lived alone, and he repaired part of the building in the center of the city at the beginning.
The rest of the place, the marshal does not live, and he is too lazy to care.
"Here we are."
Yan Zun pushed open the dusty door.
He doesn't move by a big margin. But it stirred up a puff of dust.
Yun Kuo and Yan Tao reacted very quickly,
One to the left, the other to the right, narrowly avoided the dust raised.
Song Leaf behind him stepped on it step by step, and he couldn't avoid eating a mouth full of ashes.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Song Leaf choked and sneezed.
Yan Zun stepped into the room.
This room is large enough to accommodate a hundred people at once.
As soon as he entered the door, Yan Tao sensed an extremely majestic spiritual power.
The girl's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze swept around the room.
Gathering Array.
There were hundreds of overlapping Spirit Gathering Arrays in this room.
Moreover, it is extremely delicately arranged and interlocking.
Hundreds of formations were accommodated in this room at the same time, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"Follow in my footsteps."
Yan Zun led the way in front, followed by Yun Kuo and Yan Tao.
Song Yefeng held his fat belly and jumped cautiously, for fear that he would step on the wrong step and be crushed into slag by this formation.
Several people circled the room more than a dozen times, and Yan Zun finally stood in the center of the room.
He first bowed respectfully in front of him before turning sideways and motioning for Yan Tao and Yun Kuo to step forward.
Yan Tao took a step forward.
Without the cover of the formation, she could see clearly the appearance of the center of the house.
There, there were ten people sitting cross-legged.
Ten people with different faces, some old and some young.
But they all sat cross-legged on the ground with their hands folded, as if they were cultivating.
Yan Tao glanced at it several times before he saw it clearly.
All ten of them are dummies.
It's just that it's too realistic, and the spiritual power that is constantly surging in their bodies will give people the illusion that they are still alive. ()
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