Chapter Seventy-Four: What Do You Think of Me Like This?

Zhang Qinghe was still trapped in the center by the demonic phantom created by the visualization map.

However, he is sleepy, but he is not flustered now, and these phantoms actually do him no real harm. After all, just like the Penang Iron Sword, he intuitively faced an immortal god phantom whose personality was only below the Three Great Dao Venerables, and he survived.

The eye on the iron sword is clearly related to the God of Zhongtian, even such a time bomb, he dares to hold it in his hand, after coming to the Great Realm, Zhang Qinghe is also getting bigger and bigger, these phantoms are just a small meaning.

What should I do if my child is nauseous and vomiting? Most of them are crazy, just recite the scriptures a few times.

On the contrary, he cherished this opportunity even more.

These distorted and grotesque, and sometimes even incomprehensible phantoms, naturally contain the avenue of infestation.

On the map of the sun god, there are the rules of the Tao that have been distorted like the Sun and the Star King, from vitality to extinction, the rules of the most yang to the strong, and the path of fire that rises brilliantly between heaven and earth.

Standing on the Tai Sui diagram, it reveals the way of manipulating fate, infecting the fate of others, grinding the fortune of the source, and achieving one's own luck.

There are also many visualization maps that Zhang Qinghe can't name, and the avenues condensed by the demonic phantoms in front of them are innumerable, and some are even difficult to impose to describe them, as if they are even more chaotic.

But what they all have in common is that they come from heaven and earth, and they borrow from it.

It's the same as the superior protector of the Tao that connects heaven and earth.

The Great Dao is an abstract thing that is difficult to impose and describe, and it is only after the Ascending Three Realms that the cultivators of the Great Realm of the Middle Heaven begin to penetrate their own "Dao" through the "permissions" given by the indescribable beings, relying on those infected knowledge and even the Fa Phase.

Of course, what they are enlightening is what they want them to understand.

From the moment a certain path is chosen, the practitioner's spirituality begins to alienate to the immortals represented by that path. Just like the old saints of different forms in Zhang Qinghe's spiritual vision.

Zhang Qinghe speculated that this process would be completely completed in the Mixed Cave Realm.

It's like the spirituality of the spirits of those old saints, completely mixed with the Fa.

Zhang Qinghe, because he was restrained by the infected knowledge, had to realize this process in advance.

However, what he wants to do is not to comprehend and use it like an immortal cultivator in the upper three realms, he wants to analyze.

In layman's terms, use runes to solve the first problem and push open the door of the world.

Runes are a means for them to visualize abstract props, and the same is true of the Faxiang, since the two are common, then Zhang Qinghe can use the runes, which are the so-called Taoist texts, to "read" the Faxiang!

Mine, it's all mine! Zhang Qinghe's eyes glowed with gold.

All he had to do was interpret these circulating rules through the figurative symbols of the sermons, and then translate them into the ones he could use......

Well, it's hard, he admits he's inflated.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Qinghe was defeated......

Why is he, he is not a Colonel Chu, and he is not Dr. Chen, and he has not yet learned the textbook of Rune Initial Solution, which is equivalent to four operations, so he plans to carry out scientific research-level academic research?

"Okay, you guys won, wait, I'll be back. ”

After taking a hard look at this group of ghost things, Zhang Qinghe reluctantly picked up the Great Dao Tianyin, tore out a path from the visualization array, and left this golden mountain.

He doesn't deserve ...... He only deserves to struggle to analyze the prime-level talismans such as the Divine Talisman and the Flame Talisman.

The visualizers were also very reluctant, attached to Zhang Qinghe like glue.

"Hey, you're good, I'm not worthy, don't dwell on it, next one. ”

Zhang Qinghe unleashed another visualization map that was pasted on his face and began to recite the grotesque scriptures, the bloody mouth of the demon phantom with sharp teeth was almost mouth-to-mouth with him, he carried the spirit yuan, and slapped the picture with great difficulty, and fell on the light curtain formed by the prohibition.

Wang Xuan, the old deacon of Wensilou, usually wants to treat these ghost things as treasures, and if he sees them, he is afraid that he will be distressed to death.

Seeing Zhang Qinghe leaving, those distorted and strange ways and principles in the visualization picture pinched each other, and finally returned to calm down, as if he had lost his beloved treasure.

In the ban, the Tao rhyme flows, and the portrait of the fairy god is dignified between the immortal cave and the clouds and white cranes, just like before Zhang Qinghe came, he was as stereotypical and sacred.

Unable to get the wool of the immortals, Zhang Qinghe took advantage of the privilege of the jade pendant to copy and engrave the Xuan-level Dao Protector Method of the Returning Yuan Realm in Wensi Building, and he had to take something away, not the Air Force.

He had forgotten that the jade slips of the Blood Refining Method, the Ten Thousand Flowers Tour, and the Autumn Killing Sword Technique were still lying quietly in the Xuan Sac.

After doing this, Zhang Qinghe walked out of Wensi Building with a disgraced face, but as soon as he came out, he was startled by the crowd in front of the door.

This...... What are these people doing here......

Chang'an Juku is only born between the state capital Junjie, even if the master and the saint are counted, compared to the huge Taihaotian, the number of people is not large.

Although there are morning classes in the Yamashita True Academy, they are only for low-level students, not to mention Zhang Qinghe, and it is estimated that some new preacher masters have never seen it.

Zhang Qinghe sorted out his emotions and stood still, he saw Xu Jianshan, Wang Xuan, Li Shaobai, and Chu Fengge as the leader, and his face was also smiling.

So I knew that these people probably came because of him, and it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Gentlemen, ...... this" The doubt on Zhang Qinghe's face was natural, he really didn't know what was going on.

However, Li Shaobai's face showed an aunt's smile, as if he saw that his juniors had come out, and he was relieved.

Not only that, Wang Xuan and Xu Jianshan were vaguely happy, but the identities of the saint and the sub-saint made them unable to express their emotions well.

As for Chu Fengge...... He wasn't surprised, he just nodded at Zhang Qinghe very closely, as if he was still drinking heavily, full of alcohol, and Zhang Qinghe frowned with an inexplicable meaning on his face.

"That's right, you should have been in an epiphany, you can't feel it, Qinghe boy, you made a big battle!"

Li Shaobai was the first to speak, and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

Zhang Qinghe was inexplicably wonderful.

Li Shaobai also ignored his image in front of the students, lowered his head and whispered to Zhang Qinghe.

"Which visualization picture have you imprinted into the Meixin Mud Pill Palace, you can rest assured, sir, I will never say it!"

He swore by it.

The corners of Zhang Qinghe's mouth tugged, there were few mortals present, who wouldn't hear such a talk, you pretended to be too perfunctory like this!

Zhang Qinghe roughly sorted out the situation.

It was probably because the movement made by those who visualized the auction was too big, and the vision covered the entire Taihaotian, so the people who ate melons and good deeds came to this Wensi Building.

What's going on......