Chapter 890: The Hundred Mile Family (5)
Yaoguang didn't answer, and looked at Baili Zisang with a light smile, what kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd!
Baili Zisang didn't say it explicitly, but said: "Senior Sister Yaoguang has a three-line spiritual root, and it took two years to break through from the six-fold cultivation of the foundation to the two-fold soul transformation realm, if you also have this ability, you don't need guidance." ”
Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, this cultivation was not achieved overnight, although they had all entered the realm of transforming souls, but they had all cultivated since childhood, and they had crossed the sixfold realm in two years, which was absolutely impossible at that time, but listening to what the head of the family said, this woman is still a three-line spiritual root, could it be that the three-line spiritual roots have already reached this realm?
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, they cultivated a single spiritual root, and others cultivated a three-line spiritual root, but it was only slightly lower than them, who else dared to despise Yaoguang at this time, and it was too self-sufficient.
"Is it true, it can't be my cousin's nonsense!" A woman in pink standing next to Baili Zisang didn't believe it, and pulled a woman next to her and said, "Cousin, do you think it could be that my cousin saw that woman was beautiful and deliberately raised her?" ”
The woman who was called "cousin" by the woman in pink, wearing a long white dress, two years older than the woman in pink, looked quiet and quiet, she was Baili Zisang's sister Baili Shu, and now she is a fivefold cultivation of the soul realm.
"Don't worry, don't talk nonsense," she frowned and reprimanded the woman in pink, "My brother is not that kind of person. ”
Although she said this, she still looked at Baili Zisang worriedly, if it was just an ordinary beautiful woman, it would be fine, but Leng Yaoguang's appearance may not be able to find a second one, and he is a cultivation wizard, even if his brother is tempted, it is not too much ......!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yaoguang again, and when she saw the bright eyes, her breathing tightened, and even as a woman, she couldn't help but have her heart beat faster, let alone a man.
Nangong Wuwu secretly glared at Yaoguang, dissatisfied that she took away everyone's attention as soon as she came out, compared to her, Mo said that she was a person, even the chrysanthemums in the garden have become a foil, especially the little gold in her eyebrows, which makes her unattainable feel a little more holy, and the world sees the immortals, probably this is the feeling!
Yaoguang did not ignore any line of sight in the garden, but in the end, due to Baili Zisan's presence, many people suppressed their emotions, whether they were admiring or dissatisfied.
At this time, Baili Zisang gave an order, and the competition began.
Yaoguang turned his head and snuggled into He Bajue's arms, looked at the people in the field lightly, probably paid attention to their number of exercises, and said softly: "The cultivation exercises are not bad, but the speed is a little slower." ”
He Batjue fed her a grape, "There are thousands of exercises, each with its own subtlety, but the speed is not so easy to improve." "If you want to increase your speed, you must first have extremely mellow spiritual power to support it, but ordinary people's spiritual power savings are limited, and their spiritual power is used to speed up, and they must fall behind in the exercises.
However, this is not to say that these people can't practice the exercises to speed up, the most important thing is that there are not so many such exercises.
Yaoguang's cultivation of the Lotus Flower Transformation is a technique that He Batjue brought down from the Divine Realm, and of course it cannot be compared.
The two people in the field were fighting lively, both sides were wood-based spiritual powers, and the shape-shifting beasts were entangled in the field for two days, and their sharp fangs seemed to have become real things, gnawing on each other and refusing to let go.