I'm not the underworld

Chapter 997
After a brief hesitation, the big man holding the magic knife had already started fighting Nuwa.

The red hydrangea smeared with evil energy almost hurt Nuwa herself, so she had to sacrifice another picture of mountains and rivers.

This time, the two played a round.

But it was difficult for the magic knife in the big man's hand, it was really weird and evil.

As long as it is invaded by demonic energy, the magic weapon will not distinguish between enemy and friend, and the attack will also bring demonic energy.

The creatures are even more instantly possessed by demons, lose their minds, and turn against each other.

For example, at this time the white scorpion.

Nuwa couldn't bear to hurt her own people, but also had to guard against the attack of the magic knife in the hands of the big man, which soon seemed stretched.

Chen Yifan couldn't help but lift Xi'er on his lap and put her on the ground.

"Baba!" Xi'er also had a nervous expression on her small face, she was too short to be seen by the desk in front of her, and stretched out her hands to hug Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan had no choice but to lift her up again and put her on his throne.

Although the magic knife in this big man's hand is strong, Hongjun should be able to solve it, let him go!

Chen Yifan thought about it, and prepared to let Hongjun go to the rescue.

However, to Chen Yifan's surprise, a little undetectable fluorescent light suddenly flew towards Nuwa, and Nuwa's magic power suddenly increased greatly.

The tacit understanding on the red hydrangea in his hand also cracked and scattered, and the red hydrangea returned to its original appearance.

"This is..." Chen Yifan was surprised, looking at the picture in front of him, he saw those mortals on the ground looking up at Nuwa in the sky, with extremely devout expressions on their faces, praying silently.

"So that's how it is, and there's still this kind of power." Chen Yifan sat down slowly, looked at the picture in front of him, and said thoughtfully.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yifan quickly took out the fifth volume of exercises, and just operated in one go.

This is the power of faith, but he occasionally saw a few words of description in the ancient books collected from the world.

However, the Huaxia practice circle does not pay much attention to this kind of power, because the source of this kind of power does not lie in oneself, but comes from others.

This makes the group of practitioners who shout every day to go against the sky feel insecure.

The latecomers also followed the attitude of the former and scoffed at this power.

Therefore, those who practice this kind of power are generally earth immortals, and the earth immortals after conferring gods are actually small gods in the human world such as land and mountain gods.

They protect the people, and the people give back with incense and faith.

But the two words, not faith and incense, include all of this.

But in fact, there is a part that is divided into incense, and a part that is divided into belief.

Part of the power of the incense can be extracted through the special techniques of the gods, and can be used as currency among the gods.

A part of belief is power that cannot be extracted. Whoever a creature believes in, it does not matter who the power belongs to, and it can be used to increase strength.

This method of strength cultivation is called the Incense and Fire Shinto.

Because of the loss of faith in the past hundred years, Shinto has almost disappeared.

However, Chen Yifan was suddenly inspired when he saw that Nuwa had the strength to fight against the magic sword by relying on the belief of all the people.

Faith, in fact, is also a force that comes from emotions.

The emotion of admiration, the emotion of nervous prayer, and the emotion of desire, when this emotion reaches the extreme, it produces an extremely powerful force.

This power is temporary for Nuwa.

It is only now that the battle situation is urgent and the people's prayers have reached their peak, so that such a powerful force can be produced.

This kind of power cannot be maintained for a long time, because it is not Nuwa's own power, but an external force.

But Chen Yifan naturally wouldn't add such unstable power to his kung fu.

This simply lowered the mood of his practice.

The matter of Nuwa just gave him an inspiration.

It turns out that the emotions of ordinary people can also generate such a powerful force and release it.

Then, not only the power of prayer, emotions, emotions, emotions and desires can all produce powerful power.

This kind of power can not only act on itself, but can also be "released".

Perhaps, I can intercept this power to cultivate, add this power to my mana, and make it a kind of my own power.

Keep this short-lived power in your own power so that it can last for a long time.

Just right, isn't the way of true affection that I cultivated to deal with emotions?

Right way, this is right way!
The brush in Chen Yifan's hand was writing on the thin gold volume at a speed of a few yuan, and the fifth volume, which was originally supplemented, was rapidly perfected under his hands.

It turns out that this is the content of the fifth volume!

It is so, it is so!
Chen Yifan was so immersed in his thoughts of completing the exercises that he forgot everything about the outside world.

In his eyes, the thin gold book on the table is no longer a book, and the writing brush in his hand is no longer a writing brush.

It is a mysterious world.

In this world, there are no real things, no sun, soil, flowers and plants, and no living things.

But there are various rules of order, various forces, and various emotions intertwined.

This is the world of his cultivation method, and the level of this cultivation method has surpassed everything known in the world.

Because this is his cultivation, the exercises are what he wrote down.

And if it were someone else who practiced this exercise, there would be no way to follow the words he recorded to learn this exercise.

This exercise cannot be recorded and expressed in words and languages, and what he is recording now is only the text symbols that represent this exercise that he can understand.

If it were any other person, he would not be able to understand it, nor would he be able to practice it.

At this time, Xi'er's gaze, who was also on the throne, gradually shifted from the light curtain of Nuwa mending the sky in front of him to Chen Yifan.

The small peach-like mouth opened wide in surprise.

Baba is this crazy?
what is he doing

what is he writingSo fast!

It's just... I can't understand it at all!

Not only could he not understand the words, but he couldn't understand the writing speed, nor could he understand the focused expression on his face.

Just when Xi'er was stunned, from the thin gold book under Chen Yifan, circles of strange power rippled like ripples.

The expression on Xi'er's face became uncontrollable.

No, her immature heart is a little out of control.

Obviously nothing happened, but she couldn't help but want to laugh, cry, and beat her chest from the bottom of her heart.

As a child, Xi'er wouldn't think so much, and she did.

What's more, whether you think so much or not, you really can't help it!
So, when Chen Yifan finally completed the fifth book of exercises in one go, and he woke up with joy in his heart, he only saw Xi'er rolling on the ground, crying loudly.

"Xi'er?" Chen Yifan was taken aback for a moment, and quickly hugged Xi'er up.

Immediately, his back was covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, Xi'er is still young and has a simple mind.

If an adult with a complicated mind was by his side, he would have gone mad at this time, full of demons, and even exploded to death.

Even if he doesn't die, he must be crazy.

(End of this chapter)