Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 120
Ren Qinglian didn't expect that the topic would be brought up to her so soon, she shivered slightly.

In front of these two people, he had the feeling that all his secrets had been seen through by the other party.

Empress Pingxin stared at him for a long time, frowned and said: "Hey, I can't see through, how can I not see through, in this nether world, there is someone who I can't see through? Who is he?"

Although Ren Qinglian didn't know where this Pingxin empress came from, she secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Yes, who are you?" Empress Houtu asked Ren Qinglian with a sudden smile.

Empress Pingxin rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "So you don't know..."

After finishing speaking, both of them stared at Ren Qinglian.

For the first time, Ren Qinglian had a new understanding of the word "like awn on her back", and she broke out in a cold sweat unconsciously.After organizing the sentence in my mind, I said: "I am me, Ren Qinglian from Chang'an City, Tang State, Nanfangbuzhou, and the follower of Master Xuanzang who learned the scriptures!"

"Oh..." Empress Houtu smiled meaningfully, and said, "Tell me about your magical ability to control water!"

"Water control supernatural power?" Empress Ping Xin gave Hou Tu a strange look.

Ren Qinglian knew that these two people were probably the most unfathomable people she had ever seen, and what could be concealed had already been concealed. Telling Wu Zhiqi's matter would not have much impact on her, so she told the story of Shepanshan After the matter was revealed, fearing that the two of them might be suspicious, he added: "If you don't believe me, you can go and check there. The Twelve Capitals Tianshui Gate Formation is still there!"

Empress Houtu pondered for a moment, then nodded, "I've already checked, and there is indeed a Twelve Capitals Tianshui Gate Formation there. I never thought that there are people in this world who know the derived formation of the Twelve Capitals Heaven Formation!"

Ren Qinglian opened her mouth, feeling extremely horrified.Just after I finished speaking, the other party had already inspected Shepan Mountain, and found that underground rock formation easily. What kind of strength is this!
"Things that the four monkeys in the mixed world have not accomplished, you think he can do it as a small human being!" Empress Pingxin murmured suddenly.

The Four Monkeys in Confusion?Ren Qinglian's heart skipped a beat, knowing that they were talking about the Chijiri Horse Monkey, and remembering the water control supernatural power they asked about, she couldn't help but connect it with the Wu Clan, could it be...

Just as he was thinking about it, Houtu laughed and said: "Although the four monkeys of the mixed world do not belong to the Nine Nether Ten Categories, they cannot escape the sage's tricks after all, but he is different. Even you and I can't deduce what happened to him. To be other saints, I'm afraid it's about the same... What's more, do we have other choices now?"

Ren Qinglian was secretly surprised that these two dared to compare themselves with the saints, their strength was simply beyond her imagination.However, as they said, even the saint can't guess what happened to him?That's good news.

Immediately smiled and said: "I don't know what the two empresses have ordered, Qinglian should do her best!"

"Do you know the origin of Wu Zhiqi's supernatural ability to control water?" Hou Tu nodded and asked with a smile.

"But it has something to do with the ancestral witch?" Ren Qinglian tried to say with a twitch in her heart.

"That's right, the Chijiri Horse Monkey's destiny among the four monkeys in the chaotic world is at the water level of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind. The holy calculation has become the stepping stone for the human race to ascend to the prehistoric protagonist." Houtu said quietly.

"Nine levels of Weak Water? Do the two ladies want Qinglian to cultivate the Nine Levels of Weak Water?" Ren Qinglian couldn't help asking when she thought of the weak water magic formula she found in Wu Zhiqi's secret collection.

Hou Tu nodded, and said: "Not only that, except for the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, the other eleven original divine powers need you to condense them!"

"How is this possible?" Although she doesn't know what the other ten original divine powers are, Ren Qinglian has seen the God of Weak Water Art. Just to cultivate the ninth level of weak water, one needs to reach the peak of Daluo Jinxian, let alone At the same time, he cultivated eleven similar top-level powers.

"Others naturally don't have this possibility. Even the four monkeys we were optimistic about in the past, it is not something Wu Zhiqi can do to cultivate these eleven kinds of power! But you are different. I sensed it in your dantian. The power of the innate gossip formation, with the help of the power of gossip evolution, as long as you can temper the eight powers of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and electricity to the strength of the nine extremes, then you can condense the nine heavens. , nine-dimensional time, nine-pole weather, and nine-condensed rain and dew will be much easier..."

It was only then that Ren Qinglian realized that what was condensed in her dantian was actually an innate gossip formation. According to Yi Li, Dao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. Transform into other material forces.

But the cultivation of this source of power is extremely difficult, even Wu Zhiqi has a faint plan to give up the practice of Ruo Shui Shen Jue, and thus create a Tian Swallowing Jue!

However, he was quite curious about the other kinds of original power mentioned by Houtu, and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask, what are the other kinds of original power besides Jiuzhong Weak Water and Nine Heaven's Breathing Soil? "

Empress Pingxin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed and said, "The other six sources of power are Jiuming Lihuo, Jiujing Yimu, Jiuxuan Gengjin, Jiumei Tianfeng, Jiuxiao Chilei, and Jiuyou Zidian!"

"Jiumei Tianfeng? I don't know what it has to do with the Sanmai Shenfeng..." Ren Qinglian couldn't help murmuring as she listened.

What kind of cultivation those two people had, they naturally heard it in their ears, Hou Tu frowned and said: "I've only heard of Taoism's Samadhi True Fire, so what's going on with this Samadhi Divine Wind!"

Empress Pingxin suddenly remembered something, and said with a cold face: "Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten that Brother Tian Ang's blood was taken away by the Western Sect..."

"That's right, damn it, old man Taiqing condensed the true fire of Samadhi of Taoism with Brother Zhu Rong's blood. Could it be that his Western religion also uses Brother Tian Ang's blood to condense the samadhi of Buddhism?" Houtu calmed down. said the face.

The strength of these two people's strength fluctuated, and Ren Qinglian's quarrel immediately overflowed with blood.

Fortunately, Ren Qinglian is not an ordinary cultivator, and her body is solid. If she were a monk of the same level, she might have been shocked by this momentum and hurt the foundation of her soul, and she would become a useless person from then on.

Even so, Ren Qinglian didn't dare to let the two aunts continue to be angry, and said with a wry smile: "You two ladies, can I ask, what is the use of these twelve original divine powers?"

Only then did the two notice Ren Qinglian's injury, and sneered calmly: "Too weak, worse than the newly born little witches in our clan!"

Ren Qinglian's face darkened, the fertility of the witch clan is extremely low, but as long as a newcomer is born, it must be a person with outstanding talents. The newly born little witch itself has the strength of the early stage of true immortality. This is their pure physical strength. Ren Qinglian is suffering now. Baba's practice has been practiced for so long, and his physical body has been completely transformed, but he is only in the middle stage of refining the gods, how can he compare!
(End of this chapter)