Chapter 510 (1/2)

The art of deriving souls. This word, which has long disappeared from people's ears, appears in people's minds again.

In fact, it's not just Xuantian. Even in the land of sects, ”the art of deriving souls” is also an ancient art of inheritance, which gradually fades away from the world of spiritual masters. Now the widely circulated spiritual cultivation method is ”the combination of the four modernizations and the nether world”, which integrates one's own body into the surrounding environment and adheres to the power of nature, so as to exercise one's own spiritual power.

It is simple and fast, and in the early stage, the effect of spiritual gain is better than ”soul derivation”, a typical quick method. After all, there are few people who can master and master the cultivation methods of ”the art of deriving souls”. Even though the spiritual effect will be better than the ”combination of the four modernizations” in the future, because of the difficulty of cultivation, no one is paying attention to it.

This is why Shen Yanning was shocked when she noticed the faint mental power around Zifeng.

This son must be extraordinary!

This exclamation made Zifeng in the grass slowly open his eyes, and he only felt that the spiritual power in the sea was strong again. Seeing the surrounding scenery, his eyes were slightly wrong. He jumped up from the grass and turned quietly to one side.

Shen Yanning originally wanted to say hello. When she saw Zifeng retreat to one side, she gave up.

”Bastard, I'm not polite to see the Deacon!” Qin Botian doesn't want it to be over.

This time, Qiu Zhi behind him couldn't bear the wind. He said coldly, ”Qin Botian, I advise you to prepare for hegemony and don't create complications, otherwise it's bad for you and me!” This time, all the disguises were torn off. Since they were so eager to see Tianzhou, why should Tianzhou swallow it? It's a big deal that the fish died and the net was broken. Besides, Qiu Zhi didn't believe it. Qin Botian dared to continue making trouble in front of the deacon of Fuzong!

With a cold hum, Qin Botian continued to walk forward and stood in the shadow of a towering tree in front of him. At the command, the children of the surrounding fumen put all the sandalwood tables neatly in a moment, and Qin Botian didn't know when to place ten beautifully shaped chairs.

In the divided area around, the children of all States gathered and sat on the ground. Only Tianzhou fumen retreated to the rear again and again until they stood behind the crowd and separated from the competition venue of fumen.

In the lazy afternoon, Qin Botian must have prepared a lot of time for this long speech. Among the young people sitting on the ground, a large area has drooped his head and looks like a sleepy look.

Sitting in the first place, Shen Yanning Su's hands were tight and loose, and he wanted to touch them. Finally, he couldn't help but ”Hoo” stood up, ignored Qin Botian, who was chattering on one side, and drank softly, ”where is the Tianzhou fumen? Who will take part in the assessment except for those who stay? Come out! ”

This light drink also awakened the sleepy people and looked at them.

Obviously, he could hear the towering anger in Shen Yanning's tone. Qin Botian beside him was stunned, turned his old face red, smiled twice, and Shanshan stepped back. However, at the moment he looked back, he found that his position was sitting by Qiu Zhi! There are ten chairs in front of him. Do you want him to sit in Shen Yanning's position?

Qiu Zhi glared at him with hatred. Qin Botian calmed his tone, ”Lord Qiu, don't you arrange your people in Tianzhou?”

Waving his hand, Qiu Zhiyun responded, ”no need, life and death are from heaven, I accept my life!” Anyway, no matter what Qin Botian said, he is sitting in this position today.