Reborn as a tree

Chapter 307 Blinking
Everything in front of him made Zhu Pai suddenly feel dizzy.

After swallowing nervously, he suddenly didn't know where his hands should be.

Subconsciously, Zhu Pai clasped his hands in front of his body as he did when he was a child.

This scene naturally did not escape He Jiu's perception.

He Jiu didn't expect that he would scare Zhu Pai into such a virtue just by boasting casually.

'This guy has no guts, how did he survive in the abyss? '

After complaining in his heart, He Jiu said lightly: "Your magic pattern has been thought out for you, so you should take off your shirt."

In normal times, Zhu Pai would probably be a little dazed about this request.

But today he was too shocked. After hearing He Jiu's order, he subconsciously took off his shirt.

He Jiu continued: "Stand still, don't move, I'm going to draw a magic pattern for you."

After hearing He Jiu's words, Zhu Pai immediately straightened his whole body.

Although He Jiu felt that Zhu Pai's current state was a bit strange, he didn't think too much about it, and drew directly on Zhu Pai.

For this magic pattern, He Jiu had been conceiving it in his mind for a long time, and the writing was very coherent at this time.

Soon, a complex magic pattern was completed on Zhu Pai's body.

What surprised He Jiu was that Zhu Pai was not greatly affected after enduring a third-order magic pattern.

In his perception, with Zhu Pai's carrying capacity, it can still easily carry two or three third-order magic patterns.

This was slightly beyond He Jiu's expectations.

Originally, he only matched three second-order magic patterns with this third-order magic pattern, but this was obviously a waste of Zhu Pai's carrying capacity.

After hesitating for a while, He Jiu began to redesign the matching of the magic pattern.

Zhu Pai, on the other hand, still stood stiffly in front of He Jiu, letting He Jiu's roots keep gesticulating on his body.

It wasn't until half a day later that He Jiu finally redesigned the magic pattern to be drawn for Zhu Pai, and started to paint.

A series of magic patterns were drawn continuously, and soon covered the front chest of the bamboo raft.

He Jiu's beards kept on drawing on the back of the bamboo raft again.

After Zhu Pai's back was also covered with magic lines, He Jiu drew the outlines on Zhu Pai's legs and arms again.

When He Jiu stopped the last stroke, Zhu Pai's torso to limbs were completely covered with lines exuding magical fluctuations.

The continuous influx of energy finally brought Zhu Pai back to his senses.

After admiring his work with satisfaction for a while, He Jiu said lightly, "That's right, let's try it out!"

After Zhu Pai was stunned for a while, he began to sense the new force in his body.

After a while, Zhu Pai suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was several feet away.

This situation obviously made Zhu Pai himself a little confused.

After being slightly stunned for a while, he tried again to sense the extra force in his body.

After a while, the magic pattern on Zhu Pai's body lit up again, and his figure appeared more than ten feet away again.

This time, he finally grasped this ability, but this surprised him endlessly.

He looked at the magic pattern on his body in disbelief, and murmured: "This is... the ability of the magic pattern?"

He Jiu smiled and said, "That's right, I have drawn a total of five magic patterns on your body.

They are the third-level flash, the third-level advanced agility, the second-level breath weakening, the second-level perception enhancement, and the second-level dark vision.

One of the most core skills is this third-order flash!
The magic lines on your legs and arms are all drawn with the aid of flashing. "

After Zhu Pai was taken aback for a moment, he felt the change in himself again.

After a while, he found that the sensitivity of his body had increased by nearly [-]%, and his passive concealment and passive perception skills had both been enhanced.

As for dark vision, although he can't try it now, he can guess its effect just by hearing the name.

With so many skills added in the blink of an eye, Zhu Pai once again felt as if he was in a dream.

Although he had already guessed that the magic pattern in He Jiu's mouth was not simple, he never thought that a magic pattern was equal to a powerful skill.

With magic patterns all over his body, even if he is suppressed by the will of the plane, he still has sea-level strength!
And the skill of flashing allows him to deal with opponents who are stronger than him.

For a thief, this skill is not stingy with magic!

'This is the power of the gods?
But among the gods I have believed in before, none of them seem to have such heaven-defying skills...'

As Zhu Pai's heart fluctuated, the expression on his face was constantly changing.

The expression on his face was also changing, and Lin Qianhuan was beside him.

This child who has lived in killing since he was a child has always had a persistent pursuit of strength.

Although people around him have been telling him that only the wood god can save this plane, and he must believe in the wood god.

But during the days before He Jiu, he didn't feel that the wood god was as powerful as others said.

He even felt that the skills taught by Zhu Pai had improved him far more than the Miaojia saber techniques taught by Mushen.

In his pure feelings, he vaguely felt that Zhu Pai was the most powerful warrior he had ever seen.

But today, he was really shocked by the terrifying demon head outside the city gate.

Before he could recover from the shock, he found that the most powerful warrior he had ever thought of had lost his composure in front of the wood god.

Just when his cognition was gradually collapsing, he discovered that Mushen's strength had skyrocketed just by relying on a seemingly ordinary magic pattern.

Everything that happened today was too dreamy for Lin Qianhuan.

At this moment, Lin Qianhuan finally understood why the soldiers in Ansha City always had such expressions when they mentioned He Jiu.

Because he finally witnessed the power of the wood god himself.

'It turns out that the wood god is really as they said, a real god! '

In the extreme shock, a thin thread of faith stretched out from Lin Qianhuan's body, and hung on He Jiu's tree core all the way.

'Hey, there are windfalls? '

For Lin Qianhuan, a talented child, He Jiu still has some expectations.

Now that this little guy has finally become his true believer, He Jiu is quite satisfied.

He smiled and said, "Do you want magic patterns?"

Although Lin Qianhuan was in shock, after hearing He Jiu's words, he still nodded heavily at the first moment.

He Jiu smiled and said, "Since you are going to perform missions with Zhu Pai, I will draw some magic patterns for you as a reward.

However, your current strength is still weak, and you cannot bear the flickering magic patterns, so you can only draw a few second-order magic patterns for you first. "

It happened that there was still some magic liquid left, so He Jiu sketched it directly on Lin Qianhuan's body.

(End of this chapter)