Chapter 67: The Breakthrough Begins
Lu Yu'an didn't understand the meaning, and Zhang Ye patted the fart.
"Boom..."
Ma Zai was physically and mentally exhausted, too lazy to care about Zhang Ye's rude behavior, and walked towards a tree on the grassland.
These trees are small and scattered, standing abruptly on the green plains, giving people a mysterious and strange feeling.
Ma Zai came to the tree, and Zhang Ye and Lu Yu'an dismounted together.
Only then did Lu Yu'an see that there was actually a pattern engraved on the trunk of this unknown big tree - it was a ring with nine intertwined snakes coiled in it.
Although this tree is not as tall as those in the primeval forest, it takes two or three people to hug it, Lu Yu'an gently stroked the tree, but inexplicably felt as if he had seen it somewhere...
"Zhang Ye, what kind of tree is this?
Zhang Ye was circling around the tree at this time, constantly patting the trunk, as if to confirm something, and replied nonchalantly:
"It's familiar because you've personally touched it before, and this is Fuso wood. ”
Lu Yu'an's mouth opened slightly: "Fusang Mu? is the one who made the holy calling?"
Lu Yu'an counted carefully, there were twenty-four Fusang trees on the plain at a glance, and she looked at the thick trunk in front of her again, and couldn't help but exclaim:
"How many Divine Summons can this refine..."
There are only a hundred Holy Summoning Orders in the Holy Church, and they have become more and more rare over the years, but the Fusang wood here may be enough to refine tens of thousands!
However, Lu Yu'an found that Zhang Ye didn't seem to have the slightest interest in this, and at the moment he was vigorously observing the patterns on the tree.
"Zhang Ye, isn't Fusang Wood a divine creature that quickly increases the strength of divine soul power? Why aren't you tempted at all, it's not like you?"
Zhang Ye smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Girl, there are twenty-four Fusang trees in this place, but do you have any strange feelings?"
Lu Yu'an pursed his lips, and then noticed a problem.
Although her current divine soul power is weak, she should indeed feel the improvement of Fusang Wood, but this is not the case.
"The Fuso wood here is all dead things!"
Zhang Ye's words were astonishing, these Fusang trees had dense leaves, powerful branches, and were obviously full of vitality, but they were said to be dead things, which was very unconvincing.
"Fusang wood has been a sacred tree since ancient times, but it can only be reduced to a tool here, and its surface is glamorous and has actually lost its vitality, just to make Sixiang Lake a seal. ”
Twenty-four trees, even before the era of abandonment, this number probably accounted for ninety percent of the total number of Fusang trees on the mainland!
Zhang Ye has lamented the generosity of the Huangfu family countless times, and when I see it again in this life, it is a little less shocking and a little more nostalgic.
"This one isn't... Keep looking for others..."
Zhang Ye told Lu Yu'an that only seven of these Fusang trees were really effective, and the formation covered the body of Sixiang Lake, and what he had to do now was to unravel the formation.
Ma Zai galloped across the grassland, Zhang Ye confirmed one by one, and finally found seven Fusang trees in turn, so that the Road Rain Safety Department interrupted.
As the seventh Fusang tree fell, Lu Yu'an's eyes bloomed, and the endless grassland under her feet had disappeared with Zhang Ye and Ma Zai, while she herself was under the starry sky, quietly standing on the surface of a blue boundless lake.
"Where is this?
Lu Yu'an had never encountered anything like this, the space here seemed to be endless, and her voice kept echoing, but there was no response.
"Who?!"
Suddenly, there was a strange sound, and the mirror-like surface of the lake rippled, and a black mist rose from the water to the surface of the water and turned into a pitch-black figure.
Lu Yu'an subconsciously touched his waist, but found that the black knife had disappeared.
The black figure became clearer and clearer, and it could be distinguished that it was a tall and powerful man with long hair and waist, he was standing quietly, but Lu Yu'an felt a terrible coercion, but the power of the Holy Ancestor's bloodline in his body was naturally stimulated, and the golden mist instantly penetrated the eight veins of the Qi Sutra!
For some reason, when Lu Yu'an looked at this figure again, he instinctively felt that this man should have been real.
"You... What is it?"
She tentatively asked, but received no answer.
But in the next moment, more black mist rose up, instantly covering the starry sky, and then gradually built a dilapidated ancient battlefield, with broken guns and halberds, thousands of corpses and bones, and the black shadow man stood in the center of the battlefield like a stone statue.
The black fog changed, the scene turned, the man suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and extremely shocking scenes began to appear.
As soon as he stepped on his right foot, the ground directly shattered, and with a wave of his hands, the void was torn apart! The man looked like crazy, and his bare hands exploded with immense power, sweeping everything, as if he was about to shatter the nine heavens and ten earths.
The man punched one punch after another, and the ground began to churn with magma, and cracks in the void continued to form and heal.
Seeing that this battlefield was about to fall apart, suddenly a person appeared in the sky.
It was a monk.
The black fog was not engraved on his face, but it was left blank to show the word "swastika" on his forehead.
With his appearance, the black shadow man stopped going crazy, kicked his feet, and directly raised his fist and flew towards the monk.
However, the monk was extremely indifferent, nodded lightly as if announcing a Buddha name, and suddenly his body was full of divine light, and his right hand took out a small ding the size of a palm.
The picture changed abruptly at this point, the black shadow man and Xiao Ding were no longer there, only the monk was hanging high in the air, holding a simple long knife.
Lu Yu'an's pupils constricted, and the shape of the black knife was very plain, but she felt at a glance that this was the black knife she was holding now!
"Could it be that the black knife is not made of gold and stone, but the flesh of the man just now!?"
As soon as this terrible conjecture came out, Lu Yu'an suddenly felt a chill, and the despair brought to her by the killing intent of the black knife surged up again.
And what made Lu Yu'an even more terrifying was that the monk in the picture suddenly turned his head, and his dark eyes suddenly flashed with white light, and his eyes seemed to run through time and space, looking at her faintly!
Rumble!
With the appearance of this scene, the lake under Lu Yu'an's feet churned violently, and her feet softened and sank under the water.
However, the lake water did not pour into Lu Yu'an's mouth and nose, but wrapped her body like a ball of cotton, Lu Yu'an was invaded by a strong sleepiness, in the haze, the lake water around her body emitted a soft golden light, and the endless heaven and earth aura frantically poured into her pores!
The golden mist in her dantian danced, constantly devouring these aura, all of which were used to baptize her body.
Lu Yu'an felt that her strength was growing wildly, the autonomy of Haoyang's overlord body was getting smaller and smaller, her five senses were becoming clearer and clearer, and her divine soul power had a new transformation!
"Tsukiji Double!"
The refreshing feeling of realm breakthrough came, and Lu Yu'an clearly felt the changes in the dantian.
As Zhang Ye said, she is now like a container, and the aura devoured by the golden mist is endless, and it will continue until the body can no longer bear it!
I don't know how long it took, Lu Yu'an in the lake suddenly woke up:
"The foundation is fivefold! The overlord body has been completely controlled by me, and it has truly become me from now on..."
At this time, the golden mist continued to devour.