Chapter 62: Futu Controls
"Hehe, since you have called me master, what do I have not to agree to your request?"
Wang Tian still smiled.
"Little master, I just said it casually, and now you are far from reaching the strength that can help me."
The whole person of the stele suddenly hid his sadness.
"Amount"
Looking at the stele spirit whose emotions changed so quickly, Wang Tian was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and he smiled indifferently:
"Yes, now can I go out?"
Wang Tian looked at the chaos of the void around him, and couldn't help but ask out loud.
"If you want to leave, then take control of this world first"
The stele spirit laughed faintly, and the whole person's body began to gradually disappear, turning into a chaotic air flow and dissipating.
"What is control?"
Wang Tian asked suspiciously.
"To control is to do whatever you want, little master, in this Futu Monument, there is a hidden Futu Technique, and cultivating the Futu Recipe is the first step to successfully control the Futu Monument"
The voice of the stele spirit came from all directions, and it was not noticed for a long time.
"Futu Jue? Where is it? ”
Wang Tian only saw chaos.
"...... in the heart of the little master"
The stele spirit stopped talking, and the entire floating slaughter space fell silent again.
Quiet, the pin drop can be heard.
Dark, reaching.
And Wang Tian stood motionless somewhere, his dark eyes flashing with a strange luster.
"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life, the Monument of Death, the Monument of Heart, the Soul of People, the Mindless ......"
"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life......"
Fifteen words, the words clearly echoed in Wang Tian's mind, like a Hong Zhong impacting, the voice was sonorous and powerful, and the words were like magic sounds, vibrating in Wang Tian's mind.
"Why do I always feel like I'm vacant?"
Wang Tian slowly closed his eyes, in this kind of place, it is better to open his eyes than to close them.
call
There was a slight breeze blowing and blowing on Wang Tian's face.
At that moment, Wang Tian's heart suddenly reached the extreme, and all the martial arts and methods he had learned were all 'forgotten', and immediately, he slowly opened his eyes.
The chaos was still there, but a trace of golden light appeared in Wang Tian's pupils.
It was as if the golden light broke from the black clouds when the darkness broke through.
"Futu Jue!"
The glimmer of golden light turned crookedly into three big golden characters, which made Wang Tian's tense face finally relax a little.
"Hehe, what a magical floating recipe"
Wang Tian smiled, and then watched the golden light shine through, turning into golden threads, and shooting into Wang Tian's black pupils.
Airplanes! In Wang Tian's mind, the thousands of golden threads turned into small golden characters, suspended in his mind for a long time, as if they were imprinted.
"This is the Futu Technique, such a wonderful martial art, which makes people unconsciously immersed in it"
The lines of small golden characters were jerky and difficult to read, and Wang Tian only read less than one-tenth of them, and the whole person was shocked by the huge amount of information.
"Incarnate a thousand Buddhas? Good arrogant description"
Wang Tian's face was shocked, and his whole mind was still immersed in the vast floating slaughter technique.
Airplanes!
Wang Tian's hands began to form strange handprints, at first, it looked jerky, but with the handprints forming again and again, Wang Tian's hands gradually became flexible.
The turbid air around him began to flow slowly, and Wang Tian, who had been sealing in his hand, suddenly became the center of the vortex of this turbid air.
Wang Tian's whole body began to emit a faint blue light, and the turbid air around him began to surge towards Wang Tian.
Wang Tian's body began to swell slightly, and the turbid air around him entered his body through the pores of Wang Tian's body, spreading throughout every meridian.
"How?"
Wang Tian's face began to turn red, and his whole body became uncomfortable.
"The physical body realm focuses on physical training, and only when you reach the day after tomorrow can you absorb the wisps of vitality in the air to refine your physical body into a vitality container."
Wang Tian's body pain did not decrease in the slightest, but tended to worsen, but his eyes flashed with excitement.
The appearance of the Futu Jue seemed to allow him to cultivate Yuan Qi in advance, which was definitely good news for Wang Tian.
Call!
Wang Tian opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, and his whole complexion suddenly became ruddy.
Wang Tian was not idle, his hands kept sealing, and his mouth kept breathing.
Breath and breathe, this is the first exercise method that Wang Tian has gotten since he got the diamond-shaped pendant, and it is very effective! And after Wang Tian's strength was refined, he did not abandon it.
With the beginning of Wang Tian's breathing, the turbid air in his body seemed to suddenly have an outlet, and a large amount of abandoned turbid and useless air was exhaled through Wang Tian's mouth.
Only a small fraction of the pure vitality was filtered out and reincorporated into the meridians.
Zizizizi.
Those pure vitality began to pass through the meridians in wisps, nourishing Wang Tian's physical body.
"Give me ten days, and the sixfold quenching realm of the physical body will definitely be fully entered!"
Wang Yuetian suddenly burst with self-confidence.
"Hehe, the little master is really talented"
The stele spirit color figure suddenly reappeared, and the smile on his face was strong.
"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life, the Monument of Death, a person with a heart, no intention, talented?"
Wang Tian's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It turns out that this is a mutilated floating monument"
Wang Tian sighed heavily.
"The little master is really smart"
A touch of remembrance appeared on the stele spirit's face again.
"And that's too?"
Feeling the endless flow of pure vitality in his body, Wang Tian's face was a little expectant, the broken Futu Recipe had such a miraculous effect, how could the complete Floating Tu Recipe be strong?
"Little master, it's time for you to leave"
The stele spirit reminded him.
"Leave, can I control this floating slaughter?"
"Hehe, the little master will go out and try it"
The mysterious smile on the face of the stele spirit, as soon as the words fell, the scene in front of Wang Tian's eyes changed again, and the pitch-black nothingness once again turned into a martial arts pavilion with a glimpse of yellow sand, and the black and dull Futu stele was still gradually standing there.
Different from the previous barrenness, the surrounding area of the Futu Monument has appeared a little bit of green, giving people a sense of vibrant green.
Under the gaze of the stele spirit's meaningful eyes, Wang Tian slowly walked forward.
"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life, the Monument of Death, a person with a heart, no intention, talent...... Gifted"
Wang Tian slowly chanted in a low voice, his voice was low and powerful, and the words resounded through the desert of Wuxue Pavilion.
Airplanes!
The Futu stele in front of Wang Tian began to tremble violently, the black light was all over the stele, and a circle of strange patterns rose from the stele, the pattern style was simple, and the sense of mystery was revealed everywhere.
Wow!
Under Wang Tian's gaze, the tall black stele suddenly rose from the ground, and the black light filled the sky, dazzling and depressing.