"The turbulence in your right hand is growing all the time, and the speed at which they are growing is even far greater than any cultivation. ”

"If you can pull these turbulent currents out and use them for your own use, wouldn't it be equivalent to owning a treasure trove of power?"

"And more importantly, in this way, the pressure on your right hand can also be greatly reduced, as your cultivation recovers and strengthens again, you can draw more and more power, and slowly, the threat of your right hand will no longer be a threat!"

Tianlongwei said slowly.

I have to say that this is really an excellent idea, not only can solve the dissipation of cultivation caused by turbulence, but also can reduce the pressure on the right hand, which can be called killing two birds with one stone.

Do what you think.

The pastor moved his body and quickly adapted to the sensation of having a body again, and then he began to try to draw a small amount of strength from his right hand.

Apparently.

Ideals are always good.

He tried all the methods, the law, the witchcraft, the exercises, the commonly used, the unpopular, but no matter what, he couldn't draw even a trace of power from his right hand.

Even the rebirth technique used before was ineffective.

The small space of the right hand made the collision of energy turbulence reach an extreme, and all the power was firmly restrained and could not be channeled at all.

The pastoral world was not discouraged, he was patient and thought carefully.

Anyway, now that the physical troubles have been solved, he has plenty of time, and there is no need to rush at all.

Observing his right hand closely, he pondered silently.

Fortunately, although his right hand was branded with a new mark, it was his own after all, and it was extremely easy to observe. Gradually, he discovered a peculiar phenomenon.

The turbulent currents in the right hand are intertwined and entangled, forming a terrifying turbulent whirlpool, flowing endlessly.

Spiritual power, divine sense, and bloodline, the three are perfectly blended together, and they form the delicate balance before. The three are always on the same starting line, constantly colliding, constantly agitating, constantly growing, endlessly.

The pastoral community is thoughtful.

No matter what kind of power it is, it will always automatically find balance.

Just like the spiritual power in the world, the cultivator is constantly absorbing and releasing the spiritual veins, and as long as no special changes occur, they will always be in a state of balance.

Suddenly.

Mu Jie was slightly stunned, and subconsciously put his arm in front of him.

At this moment, in the arm, the turbulent whirlpool rotated rapidly, and the three forces were perfectly blended.

Three forces in harmony!

Isn't it divine power when the three forces are combined into one?

The eyes of the pastoral world suddenly lit up!

When he was at the bottom of the Yunlong Heaven and Earth before, he briefly enjoyed the beauty of the integration of the three forces under the misfortune of yin and yang. But at that time, the power of his bloodline was too strong, and the spiritual power and divine sense were relatively weak, making the integration of the three forces imperfect, although it was strong, it was not the true integration of the three forces.

But for now!

The three forces are on the same level, and they are almost perfectly integrated, with no high or low, no strength or weakness!

Isn't this a perfect triad in one?

Isn't this the prototype of divine power?

Thinking about this, the turbulent whirlpool in front of him trembled slightly, and then became as slow as a turtle crawling. Those chaotic turbulences, in front of his eyes, little by little, magnified little by little, little by little clear.

Until, an inexplicable throbbing quietly rose from the bottom of the pastoral world's heart.

The combination of three forces is divine power!

A touch of agility rose from the depths of his soul, as if he was blessed to his heart, and he subconsciously put on a strange posture, which was the divine power cultivation method guided by Mu Yue in the Illusory Mist Ice Realm.

Almost at the moment when his posture had just taken shape, the originally chaotic whirlpool in his right hand trembled slightly, and a wisp of golden silk floated out of it.

The pastoral community is empty.

He didn't pause, he was always calm and indifferent, and he practiced one action after another.

Compared with the jerky and weird when he first learned, his movements are now familiar and standard, full of beauty, and it looks as if he is dancing a beautiful dance.

And with his movements, wisps of golden light were drawn from the whirlpool, these rays of light were thin hair, but they were not affected by the gravitational pull of the whirlpool, slowly floating around the pastoral world, swaying with his movements.

Suddenly.

The Pastoral Realm's movements stopped abruptly, his hands stretched out towards the sky, and his body assumed a strange pose.

"Suck!"

He opened his mouth and inhaled.

The golden light floating in the air, as if pulled by an invisible force, suddenly turned, burrowed into his mouth and nose, and then walked all the way, directly into his body.

The strands of golden threads quickly blended together, and in a short time, they turned into a golden stream.

The golden stream flowed slowly, following an inexplicable trajectory towards the limbs and bones.

Or melt into flesh and blood, or nourish the internal organs, or temper the bones and body!

Gradually, a full sense of power emerged!

The body of the pastoral world, after a long period of destruction and destruction, is like a dry land, and the wisps of divine power are like incomparably abundant rain.

When the two meet, it is natural that there will be a long drought and a sweet rain.

Mu Jie couldn't help but tremble, only to feel that every cell in his body had recovered, desperately and greedily devouring those divine powers.

"Hmm..."

After being paralyzed for a long time, I finally enjoyed the feeling of being full of power again, and the pastoral world was so comfortable that I almost wanted to look up to the sky and howl.

But it was clearly not the right time for him to dance again.

Maybe it's because he really has divine power, his movements are more fluid than just now, and every movement is full of quaint freehand flavor, flawless.

And with more and more perfect movements.

The divine power in the whirlpool in his right hand swung out at a faster speed.

These wisps of light quickly penetrated into the body of the pastoral world and dissolved in all corners.

His power.

Little by little, little by little, little by little, stronger.

Unstoppable!

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"That's what you're for?"

Tianlongwei stretched out his hands, and a golden light in his palms slowly flowed, reflecting his shocked face.

Power!

True divine power!

After 10,000 years, this magical power has really been reproduced, and it is still on the premise of not borrowing faith

Is this a miracle?

Others may not know it, but as a 'fossil' left over from that era, he has a sufficient understanding and comprehension of divine power.

Even in that era of myths and legends, even in that era of coexistence of gods, divine power is not so easy to obtain!

Especially without the help of faith.

Every existence that can comprehend divine power alone is a god-level existence!

No one answered his question.

Only the ever-increasing golden light, colliding and intertwining with each other, diffused with a powerful and pure power.

Tianlongwei is no longer aggressive this time.

He just sat there silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

From time to time, wisps of golden light fell on him, and soon disappeared.

And then.

His body, densely packed with mysterious runes, appeared little by little. The scarlet red of the previous one, like the blood drying up, slowly faded, and was replaced by wisps of dazzling gold.

More conspicuously.

On his forehead, a delicate and small figure slowly unfolded.

If you look closely, it is a strange beast covered in cascading scales, stepping on auspicious clouds on all fours, bathed in Ruiqi, looking down on the eternals

I don't know how long it has been, but the pastoral world has awakened from its selflessness.

When he opened his eyes, a gleam flashed from the depths of his eyes. The light was incomparably bright, and it unleashed a terrifying force.

"Whew!"

Exhale softly.

The feeling of explosive power in the body is so familiar and yet strange.

Strangely, the feeling of being invincible once again filled the soul, and strangely, this power was so powerful that he thought he had surpassed his previous peak and reached another realm.

I moved my body slightly.

cracking sound

A series of explosions like fried beans rang out.

Unprecedented feeling of well-being and fullness throughout the body. A delusion rose from the bottom of his heart without warning, making him think that he could soar into the sky!

A blessing in disguise, a real blessing in disguise.

Mu Jie carefully inspected his body, and he found that his realm had stepped into the peak of the Divine Fetus Realm.

Although he is still in this somewhat weak realm, the strength and accumulation in his body have been strengthened many times more than before.

There was a vague feeling in the pastoral world that he was about to break through. And this breakthrough will definitely far surpass any previous breakthrough and help him reach an inexplicable height.

"I don't know, does the nine lives and nine deaths have any effect on divine power?"

"If there is, or this advancement, it will be a real rebirth!"

The pastoral world whispered silently.

Shaking his head and suppressing the thought first, he raised his right hand and looked closely.

The light on his right hand was much dimmer than before, and the rapidly rotating vortex inside was nearly a third smaller. However, it was still spinning and colliding, and it was clear that it was swarming with energy inside, and it would probably not be long before it was back to its previous level.

The pastoral community couldn't help but get excited.

What Tianlongwei said is right, this right hand has really become a treasure trove of power!

It can generate a steady stream of divine power to supply him with energy. As long as he persistently draws divine power from it and then refines it into use, his power will continue to grow endlessly.

To know.

The power vortex in his right hand was faster than any cultivation speed, and the divine power produced was extremely pure.

This is simply a source of divine power for the pastoral world, and it is a source that never needs to worry about depletion.

"It doesn't take a thousand years!"

"Just give me a hundred years!"

"It doesn't matter if you are the Demon Emperor Heaven or practicing neon clothes, which one can stop my pace?"

There is nothing more confident than great power. At this moment, the pastoral world that has fully recovered is more calm, calmer, and more confident.

As soon as the self-confidence returned, the previous thinking changed dramatically.

He decided to go and see Lian Nishang.

This woman obviously has an incomparably bright future, but at the moment she is in dire straits.

"If I save her now, will I be able to change her future?"

"If you can, take her now, not only will there be one less future enemy, but even one more rare thug?"

"Why not?"

Smiling slightly, the pastor pushed the door open.

The pride of the future?

Wait for me to come