Nine Revolutions Primal Chaos Art

"You go down and get busy." the young man waved to the old man Ding Maofang.

When the old man in Ding Mao's room left, the young man pointed to the chair where the beautiful woman sat and said, "please sit down."

As soon as Xiao Lingyu took his seat, he noticed that a not very strong mind began to scan him wantonly.

He knew that this was the thought of the young man sitting opposite, so he didn't defend.

"It's good to be able to cultivate your body to this strength in the lower boundary."

The young man first praised it, and then said, "it's really more than a hundred years. It seems that your accomplishments are also refined in the lower world. Taoist friends feel that they are now in the realm of longevity?"

Xiao Lingyu shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I really don't know this, but I'm sure it's much better than the ordinary friars who have just risen."

The young man said, "the stronger the cultivation, the more difficult it will be to wake up. If a Taoist friend has more than seven days of longevity, no one here can wake up for a Taoist friend. Of course, it is extremely rare to have more than seven days of longevity just after flying. Let's make five thousand Yangjing first."

The master wakes up. Naturally, the cost is much more expensive. Fortunately, Xiao Lingyu still has tens of thousands of Yangjing.

After receiving Yangjing, the young man confessed: "Taoist friends, meditate and adjust their breath first, and try to keep their mind in a state of Qingming."

Xiao Lingyu began to meditate with his eyes closed. About half an hour later, he suddenly felt a mind blowing like a breeze. He gently probed into his sea of knowledge. He knew that the young man began to wake up.

From the beginning of the young man's action alone, Xiao Lingyu thought that the man's awakening skill should be not bad.

That spirit immediately wrapped the golden bead of his soul, and then began to strengthen gradually. The spirit around the golden bead of his soul became more and more thick.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Lingyu's mind wrapped around the golden pearl of his soul gradually turned into eight strands. They were separated in all directions of the golden pearl of his soul in a very special array, and then suddenly trembled together.

However, the tremor was very slight at the beginning, and then it began to intensify slowly, causing Xiao Lingyu's soul golden beads to vibrate at the same time, which did not give Xiao Lingyu too strong soul impact, which can prove that the young man's awakening skills are not as unbearable as the beautiful woman said just now.

An hour later, the formation composed of eight thoughts began to rotate around Xiao Lingyu's soul, and Xiao Lingyu's soul golden beads were also taken with them, shaking violently and rotating rapidly.

At this step, Xiao Lingyu gradually felt some pain in his soul, and his face gradually turned pale. His whole body began to exude hot sweat.

This step lasted for two hours before it stopped. That spirit slowly withdrew from Xiao Lingyu's knowledge of the sea, but Xiao Lingyu still felt that his soul power could not be called after the soul golden bead gradually returned to normal.

The young man slowly finished his work, looked depressed and said, "the realm of Taoist friends must exceed the four days of longevity. It's too difficult to wake up!"

At this time, the beautiful woman woke up from meditation. She sneered: "I said that your skills are not good. You are not convinced. Just now I said that my soul is special and my realm is too high. Now I take out the same words to deal with others. He is a monk who has just risen for more than a hundred years. You say that others' realm is more than the four days of longevity. Do you believe it?"

The young man gave way to the beautiful woman. He not only didn't collect the cost of waking up, but even put in a soul nourishing pill. The beautiful woman ran against him like this. No matter how good his temper is, he will inevitably be angry.

"Don't blame me, sir. My miss doesn't mean any harm." the bent old man, who has been silent, saw that the young man's eyes had narrowed up and quickly interrupted.

Listening to the rickety old man's words, the young man's face was gentle and didn't say anything back to the beautiful woman.

"I know you must be unconvinced. Do you dare to bet with me?" the beautiful woman said aggressively.

"What bet?" the young man asked curiously.

"I bet this guy's realm is definitely beyond the four days of longevity. How dare we bet 200000 Yangjing?" the beautiful woman is confident.

"Good!" the young man pondered, and nodded before he could breathe.

200000 Yangjing is not a small amount, but the young man also firmly believes that his judgment will not be wrong.

"Then go on, I'll wait."

The beautiful woman put her arms around her chest and sat aside, looking as if she had a good time.

The young man said to Xiao Lingyu, "Taoist friends, according to the regulations of this building, you need 50000 pieces of Yang crystals to wake up the monks who live in the realm of more than four days. I don't know if you have enough."

"It doesn't matter. If he doesn't have enough, I'll pay him in advance." the beautiful woman seems to be generous.

"Ha ha, I have." Xiao Lingyu smiled and took out 45000 pieces of Yangjing.

To tell the truth, Xiao Lingyu doesn't like the unruly and capricious nature of the beautiful girl. Instead, he thinks the young master has a good temperament.

As for how much Yangjing to spend, Xiao Lingyu doesn't care very much. As long as he can wake up for himself, he doesn't have a clear concept of the number of Yangjing.

"Taoist friends have just arrived in the immortal world for more than a hundred years. They can take out so many Yang crystals. They are by no means ordinary people!"

The young man praised again, and then confessed: "the back awakening method is stronger. The soul of Taoist friends may be damaged. I can ensure that the awakening will succeed and that the soul of Taoist friends will not collapse, but please make sure that Taoist friends survive the pain."

Xiao Lingyu nodded and said, "you can do your best. I've suffered a lot."

Then, wake up and start again. Xiao Lingyu let go of his mind defense. The young man's mind invaded his sea of knowledge again, and then he also divided eight strands.

However, these eight thoughts were then transformed into eight soul power fingerprints, beating around Xiao Lingyu's soul golden beads.

From the beginning, this method of waking up the spirit brought great tremor to Xiao Lingyu's soul, and bursts of pain came into the depths of soul consciousness.

This kind of pain is hard for ordinary friars to bear, but Xiao Lingyu, who has experienced many battles and even detonated his soul, can still carry it easily and hard.

The palmprint of the divine mind is gradually strengthened, and the pain is also increasing. Xiao Lingyu can obviously feel that under the slap of the palmprint of the divine mind, the golden beads of his soul have begun to overflow the power of his soul while shaking.

The power of one's own soul first diffuses in the sea, then slowly penetrates the body, resonates with the space of the eternal world, and gradually fits

More and more soul power accumulated in this wing room and gathered into a divine mind.

Of course, this spirit belongs to Xiao Lingyu. It gradually strengthened. At first, it was very weak, but it strengthened rapidly.

The bent old man first frowned, then sighed and said, "miss three, you lost."

"How could it be? He has only been flying for more than a hundred years! How could there be such a strong fluctuation of mind?"

The beautiful woman stared and said in disbelief.

Nearly an hour later, when the young man slowly finished his work and put his hands in front of him, as a wake-up to God, he ejected several blood arrows together with Xiao Lingyu. His face was even worse than Xiao Lingyu.

At this moment, Xiao Lingyu's soul has been recognized by the time and space of the eternal world and can fully reveal his body.

Although the mighty and vigorous mind waves cannot conflict because of the prohibitions arranged in the wing room, they accumulate in the room and form a huge threat.

Under this pressure, the beautiful woman only felt her soul tremble and her body tremble.

The bent old man smashed his crutch at his feet, and his whole body surged into a stronger momentum to protect the beautiful woman.