Chapter 1397 Preparing for a rainy day (2)

With the experience of studying the spirit pattern array last time, this time, Yue Qingcheng's speed is much faster.

There is no problem in transforming the spirit pattern formation, but the materials for building the spirit pattern formation are not available in the Xuanwu Continent, so they can only be provided by Di Bugu.

a day later.

"Okay." Yue Qingcheng raised her eyebrows.

The material of Dibugu is many times stronger than that of Shengguang Continent. The Shenyi Dynasty can last for so many years with such a broken spirit pattern array. If there is no accident, her spirit pattern array can last even longer.

Di Bugu said: "You calculate the base point of the spirit pattern formation accurately, and then build the corresponding spirit pattern formation in the Holy Light Continent."

Except for the way of refining medicine, Emperor Bugu's teacher who was Qingcheng in the past month is completely fine.

Yue Qingcheng nodded, she is a qualified student, needless to say, she has already done everything.

It's just that every time she has to be shocked by Di Bugu's knowledge and versatility.

He doesn't look too young, how could he have the time to develop himself into a mobile encyclopedia if he can cultivate so well?

Di Bugu asked, "Next, what's your plan?"

"Study the source of blood." Yue Qingcheng did not hesitate.

She is not a laboratory lunatic, but the power of the bloodline derived from the bloodline source is very important.

According to her preliminary guess, in a silver-level continent, it may not be simply winning with spiritual power.

It was as if she was still at the Yuanli level, and she could use the thin spiritual power in her body to leapfrog the level and defeat Ziyuan warriors.People with the power of blood, it is impossible to say that they can also take advantage of these advantages to defeat spiritual power warriors who are several levels higher than them!

Of course, if the spiritual power is cultivated to the peak, no matter how strong the blood power is, it will not help.

But this does not hinder, the power of blood has become a great help for warriors!

"Okay." Di Bugu looked at her lovingly.

The little guy has always had a mind of self-improvement, as long as he has such a mind, he can go anywhere, even the Kingdom of God is no exception.

In this way, the little guy is getting closer and closer to the Kingdom of God.

"Well--"

Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly.

Yue Qingcheng's eyes were slightly sharp, "What's wrong with you?"

Reach out, grab his pulse.

However, apart from the churning of blood, there was no injury.Why did he react like this?

Di Bugu pursed his lips and said without explanation, "Let's go back."

Yue Qingcheng was slightly stunned, but didn't ask anything, and let him take her back to the Dugu family.

On the way, I saw the towering Shengmei Square suddenly collapsed, and Huayue Square became the only tallest building again.

"Long live Flower Boss! Long live Flower Boss!"

The huge shouts of the people can be felt even in the sky.

Yue Qingcheng looked down through the clouds and mist, and saw that she couldn't bear the loneliness soon after she left, wearing a curtain fence on her waist, leading people to destroy Shengmei Square, and was happily accepting the cheers.

It's a real headache.

A group of people from Shengwu Academy and young people from the Dugu family not only did not obstruct, but also became accomplices.

"What nonsense." She shook her head helplessly.

"Go down?" Di Bugu asked.

Yue Qingcheng hugged the little white tiger tightly, and said, "No, let her play. I won't get involved."

After returning to the Dugu family, Yue Qingcheng entered the sky prison again.

Naturally, Aunt Chunling's bloodline must be condensed.

First of all, Yue Qingcheng has been studying the blood of God Wing for a while, and then researching the source of its blood, he is familiar with it.

Secondly, Aunt Chunling was ordered by the Queen to assassinate Princess Shengmei. Since Princess Shengmei's life lamp has not been extinguished, the fall of Aunt Chunling as the assassin is more logical.

Even if the Queen of the Stone Soul Dynasty held Aunt Chunling's life lamp in her hand, she would have no choice but to watch the lamp go out.

What's more, who would light the lamp of life for a mere grand lady?

(End of this chapter)

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