fifth form

Chapter 790 Demonstrating Divine Art
Among the practitioners of Taiqing Zhenshu, Zhang Xuezhou has the highest level, and then it is the turn of Zhang Manqian and Ren Anran.

The reason why Zhang Manqian releases the Tai-Halal Technique is because of her own needs and the ability to explode mentally. The Yin-Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Curse she practices is more suitable for the release of the Tai-Halal Technique, and Zhang Manqian's cultivation level is not low.

However, Ren Anran's practice is a latecomer, as if he has a lot of practice experience. For Ren Anran, practice is just going the old way.

The miracle of the God of Tour naturally needs to be displayed, and the performer is not released by Ren Sheng, and Zhang Xuezhou does not need to force it, but Ren Anran, the new successor who has obtained the soul jade, can perform it.

After explaining a heart mantra, Ren Sheng talked about the Tai Halal Technique again.

He bowed his head respectfully and listened under the statue, but Turkolando's expression was complicated.

She is too familiar with Ren Yisheng.

As long as she heard the voice, she knew who the other party was, instead of asking why the other party became like this.

This also made her understand why the god didn't say a word in the medical room, and didn't communicate with her a word.

"One god, one successor... I'm sending the entire Tur family away!"

If it was said that Ren Yisheng had only given away a son and a daughter before, but now the entire Tuer tribe is involved.

But if any life at this time points to her, everything Turkolando has will be annihilated.

The violent heartbeat was accompanied by the slight sweat on his forehead. It was also difficult for Turkolando to stand at ease in the shrine.

"The gods have favored me, and I will show you this matching magic technique!"

After the narration of Taiqing Zhenshu, Ren Sheng's body dispersed into a cloud of mist, and then returned to the soul jade.

It was everyone's turn to carry out the next thing, but Turklando still leaned over, looking a little slow in reaction, Ren Anran had no choice but to stand up.

At this time, after listening to the news of the gods, some people dared to raise their heads, and there were many brave people who peeked at the sound of the palms of the gods, trying to see the new form of the gods.

But more people were attracted by Ren Anran's voice.

Looking at the former successor Turkalando, and at Ren Anran who was wearing a feather robe, wearing a divine crown and holding a soul jade in his hand.

Ren Anran stuttered a bit in Tur, but this did not hinder the recognition of many people.

Obviously, under the auspices of the chief and the elders, the favor of God has been transferred.

As for the process of this, it makes people daydream.

But many people were quickly attracted by Ren Anran.

She took out a golden knife under the statue, and then slashed at her arm, and the blood quickly fell down her arm.

When everyone thought that Ren Anran was going to perform a bloodletting ceremony to show his loyalty to God, they saw that Ren Anran was chanting something, and when he pressed his finger against the wound, the bleeding stopped immediately.

When he thought again, Ren Anran had already wiped his sleeve on his arm, leaving only a faint scar mark.

"The divine magic bestowed by the gods on our clan is healing, as long as more people learn the divine magic and match it with our paladins, our clan will be invincible!"

Ren Anran stretched out his arms and shouted towards the top of the shrine.

There were some fragmentary voices echoing.

Obviously, Ren Anran was somewhat unsuccessful in doing this kind of thing.

Firstly, Ren Anran held the ceremony in a hurry and never formally assumed the position, which led to a lack of prestige.

The second reason is that the technique Ren Anran demonstrated was not seen by everyone, it was only limited to the people in the front row, and the people behind couldn't see it even if their necks were stretched.

And the third point is that the chiefs and elders did not respond with their mouths, but more of the "God of Tur" who immersed his eyes and mind in the center of the palm of the statue.

"Cough cough!"

Turkolando coughed twice, and pointed to himself again.

"You release divine spells on me, and then give it to the First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder..."

The ability of the breath of the gods can make Turkolando's work extremely easy. As long as the will of the gods is conveyed, and she suppresses the elders when she relays them, the elders will obey.

But right now it is another ability.

This requires a real show.

When the golden knife was returned to his hand, Turkolando also carefully cut a wound on his arm.

"Divine art!"

When Ren Anran unleashed the too-halal technique that was invisible to the naked eye, Turklando couldn't help but sigh, only to feel that Ren Anran had created something that was difficult for her to understand in her entire life.

"Great Elder, come, come!"

The scars on his hands were almost healed, and Turklando also began to signal to the group of elders.

"It's... really bloodletting!"

An anesthesia gun was put on the front foot, a steel needle was inserted in the throat and he almost choked to death, and blood was about to be let out on the back foot. Even though the Great Elder fanatically believed in God, he couldn't help but feel a little terrified in his heart.

"You do it yourself!"

Turkolando handed out the golden knife.

She led the way, and the elders obviously followed suit.

The Great Elder trembled, and hundreds of eyes focused on him, which made the Great Elder do whatever he wanted.

He raised the golden knife and carefully cut a blood groove on his arm.

After the blood was left, Ren Anran unhurriedly released the too-halal technique.

"The bleeding has really stopped, and my wound has healed." The elder said excitedly, "Qing Cha Lan, come and try!"

"Let me try!"

With someone taking the lead to demonstrate, the first elder was safe and sound, and the elders became more courageous after being relieved.

There are those who make wounds on the arms, those who make wounds on the legs, and those who cut the chest and belly with knives.

When the Fifth Elder cut off four of his fingers with a single knife, Ren Anran felt a little scared of these fanatics.

"Elder, I have just received the grace of the gods, and the divine arts will not be fully received by you for a while!"

"Patriarch, what about you?"

"Chief, take action!"

"Can you ask God to help?"

The Fifth Elder looked at his four broken fingers and felt his rapidly fading physical energy. He didn't panic at all.

As long as God's grace shrouds him, he has nothing to fear.

And he did feel his wounds healing.

"God's favor covers me, my broken finger is connected, everyone look!"

The Fifth Elder crazily raised his severed finger, and moved towards the fault where he was crazily bleeding, only to see the granulation sprouting out in a short time, and then continuously connecting with the flesh.

"Casting spells in the air, realm is indeed the most important prerequisite for spells!"

No matter how smooth the spellcasting is, the lack of sufficient realm will inevitably lack the power of spells.

Ren Anran looked at these fanatics, and was fortunate to have Zhang Xuezhou to rescue them from the rear, otherwise today's magical display would have been greatly reduced.

The path of realm cultivation is extremely special, and the magical power it brings is even more peculiar. It was considered by them to be enough to confuse the ancients before, but it is obviously not bad to confuse today's believers.

If they do this kind of thing in the Red Alliance, they will most likely be reported as engaging in demagogic feudal superstition activities, but it is almost just right in the Tur tribe.

After the crazy Fifth Elder showed off, the Sixth Elder, who signaled his sincerity, became even more fanatical, cutting off his left hand with a single blow.

This is a difficult medical situation for Zhang Xuezhou, who is mentally traumatized and difficult to perform minor healing.

He looked at the Sixth Elder who raised his severed hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

And in the soul jade, there was also the anger of the real God of Tour.

"Stupid stuff!"

He cursed lowly, and uttered bursts of irritable primitive ancient language.

Being suppressed by Ren Anran and Ren Sheng at the same time, and under the coercion of Ren Sheng, he also had to start to help solve the trouble at this time.

(End of this chapter)