Chapter 5242 (1/2)

If you don't follow the old Taoist, I'm afraid the old Taoist will be wordy again.

Ye Lingyue sighed.

She read the formula in her mouth, and some scriptures appeared on her feet.

It's just different from the earlier scriptures.

Ye Lingyue's pace at the foot of a sudden, a lot faster.

That's the Lingfei Sutra of daomen.

Although ye Lingyue is a little inferior to a Guang in the understanding of Lingfei Sutra, she also has her own outstanding points.

She can put the culture on her feet and limbs, so that her body method and speed up a lot.

In a flash of her figure, many vines were thrown into the air.

In an instant, ye Lingyue entered the Dao array.

”What are you doing?”

Di Xin saw ye Lingyue who had been killed in Dao array. His eyes were deep, and he scolded him.

He is busy at the moment and has no fault in scrutinizing this stupid apprentice.

”You're busy. I'll pick up the leak.”

Ye Lingyue looked at the seven blood columns, floating and sinking those halos.

Daomen Bingxin obviously noticed those halos.

He snorted coldly.

”If you don't learn how to walk, you want to learn to run. It's a drop of faith. You can't absorb it without faith.”

Taoist Bing Xin really knows the temple of faith.

Ye Lingyue understands.

Daomen Bingxin lived tens of thousands of years ago. Before the Kunlun heavenly vein collapsed, there were many temples of belief, large and small.

If there is a temple of faith, there is the power of faith.

So it's not surprising that he knows.

And these drops of faith are purer than those ye Lingyue saw earlier.

Because they have been consecrated in the temple, there is almost no impurity.

But what daomen Bingxin doesn't know is that ye Lingyue has a temple of faith.

Although she has no temple in her body now.

But her original body had a temple of faith.

Although the temple is now under water.

But ye Lingyue has already made a decision to take back the temple of faith and his own flesh.

In this case, it is also good to prepare more for the power of faith.

The power of faith in these plants should be the power of faith in the temple of the river.

Once the power of faith leaves the temple of noumenon, it will become the power without God.

As long as they are collected and consecrated in the new temple, they can become the power of faith in the new temple.

Thinking of these, ye Lingyue can no longer stand.

She moved her mind.

The black breath in the body reappeared.

”Take your time. I'll collect the power of these beliefs. Don't hurt me.”

Ye Lingyue said, at the foot of a quick, rushed into the seven blood column.

Emperor Shen's eyelids jumped, but he didn't stop him. His Daoist array was just aimed at evil spirits and devils. Now Lingyue's body has Taoist power. Even if he is killed in the blood column, he will be OK.

Once into the blood column, ye Lingyue flies and jumps, and quickly collects the halo.

It's about ten halos, and when they come together, they become a little droplet.

It's about ten drops, and you can make a big drop of faith.

By analogy, about a hundred mutant plants can gather into a big drop of faith.