Chapter 73 The legacy of the previous world.

Chapter 73 The legacy of the previous world.

  This scene, which in the eyes of strangers can be called spectacular, is still going on.

  Just like the change in the sky, all Qi practitioners can feel that some kind of sacred existence about the wind between heaven and earth is cheering.

  Such a major event naturally attracted the attention of many people.

  Accessible anywhere, Xu San looked into the distance with a shocked expression.

  "Xu San, there seems to be a very powerful guy communicating with God!"

  A somewhat slovenly woman stood nearby and pointed into the distance.

  "What?" Xu San was shocked and asked quickly: "God? Baby, are you kidding me?"

  "I don't know! It seems like a god, and it seems like the wind? But it feels like the sky!"

  Feng Baobao's voice Getting smaller and smaller, his eyes were blurred, and he stared into the distance not knowing how to answer.

  Xu San looked at Feng Baobao, who was confused, and knew that she couldn't explain clearly.

  But this thing can be felt even here, and I'm afraid the whole thing will soon spread throughout the country.

  "Baby, can you feel the specific location?" Xu San turned his head and pointed at the map.

  "It's roughly here!" Feng Baobao was stunned for a moment, and finally pointed to a place.

  "The world will meet!"

  Xu Santian's eyes flashed, he greeted Feng Baobao and left.

  That wave of spiritual activity and cheer can be clearly felt in Tianjin.

  The flowing air fills every corner with gentleness. The fresh air and gentle fluctuations can be said to be a baptism.

  Minor illnesses, minor disasters, and minor sub-health will all be washed away in this fluctuation.

  That's why it is so obviously perceived by others.

  But outside of this, people below a certain level cannot feel it.

  Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

  The old Heavenly Master stood on a huge rock and looked into the distance.

  "The Witch of Heaven!"

  He said these four faint words, and the old Heavenly Master looked into the distance motionless.

  He frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

  Some sensitive beings across the continent have felt this change, especially in the northeast.

  Three rays of light that ordinary people couldn't see flew out from the deep mountains.

  One white, one yellow, one black, an inexplicable existence, staring in the direction of Tianjin.

  "I didn't expect that there would be such a great witch in this era!" A somewhat old voice came from the yellow light.

  Next to it, in the black light exuding a cold aura, there was also a voice.

  "If you take this little guy as your disciple..."

  But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

  "It's just you, wishful thinking!"

  A contemptuous voice sounded from the yellow light, with an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

  "Go forward 1,000 years, and neither of us is worthy of carrying this man's shoes!"

  "Huh!"

  There was a cold snort in the black light, as if he was angered.

  "This is not 1,000 years ago!"

  The black light surged past, but the yellow light did not give in and directly blocked it.

  The white light turned around and went back. The other two lights waited for a while and then disappeared.

  The overwhelming light didn't seem to exist, and no one noticed anything strange here.

  Tianjin!

  The two female members of the Tianxiahui who followed Zhou Tian immediately felt the pressure seeping into their hearts when Zhou Tian danced.

  Without the ability to speak at all, the two women fell to their knees on the ground.

  Feng Zhenghao, who rushed over, looked at the park in shock.

  Huge pressure spreads around, stirring up the invisible realm.

  The spirits in the world are more active than ever before, especially the wind.

  Feng Zhenghao's body was filled with black energy, and his eyes were shining with fire as he looked at Zhou Tian who was constantly jumping and dancing with a strange sense of beauty.   

  Spirituality is like sea water, gathering in this area, like a whirlpool, pulling spirituality from all directions.

  There is an inexplicable power in the sky, responding to Zhou Tian's dance.

  With every movement, a whole wave ripples around.

  Every beat of the drum was like a tsunami.

  Feng Zhenghao looked at the two women. Layers of elves and spirituality washed over the two of them like waves.

  Wisps of light invaded the body, and the two people were undergoing baptism.

  Born out of the sacrificial ritual performed by the ancient shaman, it is a sacrificial dance that has been simplified and changed.

  Although the effect is not so earth-shattering, it is still a great opportunity.

  But it is precisely because of this that these two women can accept this resource.

  If it is the original version, the procedures are complicated and the ceremony is complete.

  I'm afraid these two people can only serve as sacrifices.

  Even I am not qualified enough.

  A glimmer of light flashed in Feng Zhenghao's eyes, and he immediately said: "Sha Yan, take Yaya and kneel there too."

  Feng Shayan was slightly startled when he heard his father's words.

  This made Feng Zhenghao frown and said seriously: "Go quickly!"

  Looking at the serious Feng Zhenghao, Feng Shayan nodded quickly and pulled Feng Yaya away.

  Feng Zhenghao also grabbed his son Feng Xingtong's hand, and the black energy on his body protected the two of them.

  As he walked forward, he observed the surroundings. After observing for a while, he picked a suitable location and stopped.

  Without hesitation, he knelt down directly.

  Bend over and lower your head, with your hands palms facing down.

  Feng Xingtong behind him also followed suit.

  Feng Zhenghao didn't hesitate at all. It wasn't that he didn't care about anything.

  That was because it was not Zhou Tian who he knelt down to worship, but the grand consciousness condensed on him.

  The spirit that can be called a god is pure, has no wisdom, and is simply a spirit with pan-consciousness.

  It's like nature incarnate.

  Waves of spirituality turned into waves, baptizing others.

  This power is an all-round creation. If the person who receives it for the first time has the same nature, the soul and physical qualifications can be changed.

  Gains in strength, cultivation, and corresponding talents are secondary.

  This is still the effect on other people.

  The biggest gain is Zhou Tian.

  When the sacrificial dance began, Zhou Tian immediately noticed the difference.

  Some residual power left in the soul within the body began to become active.

  Just like a rusty machine injected with energy again, the dry life is revived.

  That power made Zhou Tian's dance suddenly different.

  That familiar feeling reminded Zhou Tian of something!

  "This power... is protection, the traces of wind protection left over from the previous world."

  Zhou Tian understood why he was the one-of-a-kind psychic shaman who could communicate with the gods of heaven and earth and the spirits of nature.

  Blindfolded Zhou Tian, ​​there was darkness in all directions.

  Only the ground beneath your feet came from your skin, leaving traces of light in the darkness.

  In this sense of nothingness without all directions.

  The light that originally appeared in the darkness was Zhou Tian's own body emitting light.

  Those were the traces of protection, which were completely integrated into Zhou Tian's body during this ceremony.

  The previous world was a special Demon Slayer world, and the power system of that world was not high.

  But it does not mean that the nature of the world is not high. Even such a world is inherently higher than ordinary gods.

  And the protection it bestows, especially the casual ability.

  Even if the power of the world no longer provides it, the original traces still represent the favor of the world.

  (End of chapter)