The Qi Magic of the Divine Dragon, also known as the power of the Divine Dragon, is a special power derived from the Divine Dragon, the guardian of the natural demigods.

In essence, the cultivation of this qi by the people of Tarot Village is no different from the magic mages who use the power of dimensional existence such as Emperor Weishan to cast magic.

So, to put it bluntly, this power is not the learner's own.

No matter how high the attainment of qi is, Tarot also has a way to directly deprive this power with the help of the guardian dragon itself-

Just like Xu Sean's mother, Xu Yingli.

But if Oakes learns this power, he doesn't want it to be borrowed.

After in-depth analysis, he discovered the deep connection between this power and life and nature, as well as with the soul.

As he said to Sean and others, the "heart" that represents the soul and spirit, the "body" that represents the foundation of life, and the "technique" that assists in communicating with nature.

Only when the three are harmonious and harmonious can they reach the highest level.

"I have discovered that people themselves can cultivate their own "qi". ”

Oakes first taught Xu Xialing the way of fog weaving, but Sean and Yingnan were also listening.

His analysis of the power of the divine dragon inherited from generation to generation by Tarot was something that Yingnan had never thought of before, so although she herself was currently the top cultivator of the divine dragon power in the village, she also listened very carefully.

"But it's even more difficult than cultivating the power of the Divine Dragon, and it's almost impossible to start from scratch without a foundation.

And if you have learned the power of the dragon, you can gradually change the nature of your power. ”

An emerald-colored mist energy appeared in Oakes' hand, which was the "Way of Fog Weaving" that he developed by changing the power nature of his dragon power and using his water-controlling attributes.

This power may seem to be a duplication of its own healing spells, but it is actually different.

The healing power of natural spells is to give the life force of all things in nature to the recipient to restore the injury.

And the healing power of the way of fog weaving is one more step.

"The principle of healing injuries is to give the recipient the form of mist to help the recipient recover from his injuries by cultivating the "qi" that is full of life force from his own cultivation. ”

The mist in Oaks' hand changed, and the three of Xia Ling could clearly feel that it was different from the power of their own divine dragon.

"The life force contained in Qi comes from the refining of external energy by the caster itself, including the food eaten, the breath and breath that communicate with nature, etc., so remember not to overuse it-

Unless you're ready to sacrifice your life. ”

He doesn't have this problem himself, and he can also use the bonus of the power of nature to expand the scale of the fog.

But unless others can also be in harmony with nature to this extent, they will be limited by the scale of their own "qi".

But that's enough.

It's a new way to heal.

The most important thing is that once the cultivator successfully cultivates the Weaving Mist Qi, it means that the cultivator has a transcendent power that is completely his own.

At this time, if you continue to use the power of the Divine Dragon, its power will be blessed for the path of fogging, and if you don't use it, even if the Divine Dragon personally intervenes, it will not be able to deprive it of this power.

"The qi cultivated by the way of weaving fog not only has the power of healing, but also can make the recipient feel uplifted and clear-headed, and at the same time have a certain recovery of physical strength and defensive effect.

Used for attack, even if the combat power is not as good as the pure power of the divine dragon, it is also extraordinary.

If you have enough qi, as long as you are not fatally injured, it is basically difficult to die. ”

Oakes' description of Qi made Xia Ling secretly clench his fists:

"If my mother had this kind of power, nothing would have happened."

"However, there are some side effects of this power."

Seeing the incredible expressions on everyone's faces, Oakes touched his nose and poured cold water on them.

"Isn't it strong in combat? This is far from a problem! ”

Sean glanced at his sister with some envy and scratched his head:

"If Xia Ling heals my injuries, I'm afraid my combat power can be greatly improved!"

"So, brother, you're not suitable for cultivating the way of fog weaving."

Xia Ling rolled his eyes when he heard this, and patted his brother's head helplessly:

President Lin ...... No, didn't you understand the essence of the power of the way of fog weaving explained by the teacher? A source of qi that belongs to oneself. ”

She raised her chin slightly, looking righteous and awe-inspiring:

"I think the side effect is to become particularly edible...... But teacher, you're probably overthinking, what girl doesn't want the ability to eat more without getting fat? ”

"That's true...... I was negligent on this point, so if you are happy. ”

Oakes has no objection to Xu Xialing calling him "teacher", and this side effect is indeed something that many people are crying and shouting about......

Sean smiled wryly and shook his head, but then laughed happily—

He couldn't believe it, was this still his sister who had killed him when they met before?

However, it is undoubtedly a good thing that my sister can untie the knot.

……

Just in the tense preparation of Tarot Village, time flew by.

At the dawn of the Qingming Festival, the water vortex portal of the Tarot Secret Realm reappeared in the cave, and the convoy of the Ten Rings Gang drove in one after another.

However, they were confronted by the heavily armed and ready Tarot villagers.

Led by Xu Shaun and Xu Xialing, two young people.

On the other side, Xu Wenwu completely lost the kind smile that he had always maintained outside.

"You've let me down again, Sean."

He pulled out a piece of paper, which was the letter Sean had written to him before leaving.

"Laha ......"

He looked at his resolute son with a blank face, and slowly tore the letter in his hand to shreds:

"Boy, I've eaten more salt than you've ever eaten rice, and it's not your turn to teach me what I should do and what I can't."

"Dad, you've been tricked by the Soul Eater! Tarot has also encountered such a situation in the past! ”

Sean took a deep breath, and with the help of his aunt, he had learned the power of the dragon, and he was no longer afraid of his father.

But when his gaze turned to the ten rings on the other party's arm, his gaze still became complicated:

"Your Ten Rings are the reason why that monster tempted you to come, do you remember what you said about your memory when your mother was killed?

That monster had already affected you at that time, and it was the enemy of our family! ”

"Oh? In other words, has the tarot also used this kind of indiscriminate means in the past to imprison the souls of his clansmen? ”

Xu Wenwu frowned, but then he heard the voice of his "wife":

"Help me! Get me out! ”

So his eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately became firm again:

"I recognize my wife's voice."

"She's my sister, and I miss her as much as you do."

Yingnan, who was dressed in a battle robe and holding a long stick, spoke with a serious face:

"But it's not right to honor her in this way, Tarot didn't, and won't do what that monster said to you—

Our history is documented, the monster behind the door has existed for thousands of years, and that's true! ”

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other."

Xu Wenwu shook his head, his eyes became solemn:

"One last time, let me pass!"

"Can't do it!"

"Sure enough......"

Xu Wenwu tilted his head and resolutely ordered:

"Ruined here!"

The battle began.

With plenty of time to prepare, Xu Wenwu brought in a large number of members of the Ten Rings Gang, and many heavy weapons were also prepared.

However, the Tarot people use supernatural dragon scale equipment, and almost all of them have the power to practice even the power of the dragon that can only power dragon scale weapons.

This is a battle between the Modern Combat Corps and the Fantasy Gatekeepers.

In the first wave of attack and defense, both sides suffered damage.

But the Ten Rings were shocked to find that with the sound of emerald mist and water waves, the downed or injured Tarot villagers stood up again and rejoined the battle!

"What is this!"

Xu Wenwu, who knocked down Sean with a few punches, looked at the mist in his daughter's hand in shock, as well as the three young tarot women behind her who were also holding the mist, but on a much smaller scale:

"When did Tarot have this ability!"

Isn't this healing ability unique to the Druyin of the Rendekai Society?

Although it doesn't look the same, his wife never told him that Tarot still has a heritage of healing spells!

"You're going to be here?!"

Xu Wenwu looked at his son who got up with an ugly face:

"As grateful to him for keeping you from spending these few years in a foreign land, he shouldn't meddle in my family—

Where is he? ”

"If the president wants to intervene, you won't have a chance to come to Tarot!"

Sean wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and re-assumed the attack stance:

"The president said at the beginning that he wanted us to talk about it...... Since you can't make sense in words, you can only use your fists, right? ”

“…… You can say that again. ”

Xu Wenwu raised his eyebrows, and the two sides fighting together seemed to have tacitly avoided their father and son, but he glanced at the village in front of him, ignored his son's challenge, and walked straight over:

"Whether it's Tarot or your president, you have given you the confidence to dare to take the initiative to challenge me, it's a huge improvement for you."

He walked slowly to the ancestral hall, put incense on the portrait of his wife enshrined in the center, turned to look at his son who followed him again, and nodded:

"Let me see how much you've improved in this time."

"Boom!"

The Ten Rings poured blue plasma, and it slammed into Sean's dragon scale stick!

But as Xu Wenwu said, his more than 1,000 years of combat experience is not at all something that Xu Shaun, a young man who has just reached adulthood, can compete with without the power of the complete divine dragon.

After a few punches, Xu Wenwu had perfectly interpreted the truth of "your father is your father" and beat Sean down.

"When they found her, you just watched from the sidelines, doing nothing, just standing by the window and watching her die!"

"Boom ——!"

The Ten Rings burst out with brilliant light, and Xu Wenwu's fists slammed into Sean's chest with unparalleled strength, knocking him directly out of the hall and falling to the shore.

"Now, you finally have the courage to use the power she taught you, but against your father!"