Nine worlds

What a sage! ! !how is this possible?Dimeng looked at his teacher in shock with disbelief? ? ?

My child, it seems that it has something to do with your holy pattern, because I felt an aura that doesn't belong to you in the stake just now!Although it only disappeared in a moment, I'm sure that the power contained in your sword just now must have his shadow. How can someone with such a sharply destructive and domineering power make your holy pattern so dim.

Nan Hu's words immediately plunged Dimeng into a deep memory, remembering that Wang Ling disappeared before his eyes when he lifted his foot, and remembering that he had received his full strength sword but could not even penetrate his body; after a long time Di Mengcai withdrew her thoughts and muttered: Who are you?Why don't you even come to me? Are you really like what I said at the beginning: just pretend you haven't seen each other!Thinking of this, the thin sword in Dimeng's hand slipped down and squatted on the ground, sobbing softly. The conflict in his heart made Dimeng at this moment like a child lost in the forest. He would look out the window every night for a year. Suddenly appearing out of thin air, not only changed his own destiny, but also took everything from him domineeringly. .

Why! !When the child becomes strong, one day you become stronger, go to him!In any case, he is your destination, just like the holy pattern between your eyebrows, he is guarding you all the time.

Dimeng looked up at Nanhu and nodded, wiped off the tears all over his face and turned back to the cold and arrogant red phantom; Thank you, teacher, it's getting late, I'll go back first and see you next time Teacher; Di Meng bowed deeply to Nan Hu.

Okay, go back and adjust yourself to see if you can sense his breath!Perhaps this is the reason why your holy pattern is so dim, because the teacher feels that your sword just now has not reached the point of fusion, if you merge with his breath and then stab out that sword, its power must be even more terrifying. .

What Nan Hu said was like a thunderbolt hitting Dimeng's mind: Yes!The teacher once said that the holy pattern was formed after the incident between the two dragons and phoenixes. It not only represents that he also has his aura!Only in this way can we better absorb the ubiquitous Holy Spirit Qi and achieve a balance when breaking through to a knight, because the Holy Spirit Qi needed after reaching a knight is more than dozens of times that of a swordsman. If such a huge Holy Spirit Qi is not If the holy pattern is balanced, it will definitely be backlashed by the violent holy spirit; so when the cultivator reaches the magic guide or knight, the holy pattern will appear in a short time. Compared with the holy pattern produced by the fusion of the two, the natural holy pattern Must be the lowest level. .

child, child, what's wrong with you?Seeing Dimeng standing there motionless, Nanhu yelled worriedly. . .

After waking up, Dimeng saluted again embarrassedly: Teacher, I'm fine, but I just thought of something, so I'll go back first. .

It's okay, you kid, hehehe!Go back quickly, and hope that this year's temple competition will be the same as before. .

Teacher, I will definitely work hard. While talking, I walked out of the yard and walked towards the way I came here, but it was obviously much lighter than Dimeng's pace when he just returned to the temple. .

Nan Hu looked at Dimeng who disappeared around the corner and showed a knowing smile. He glanced at the wooden stake beside him: I really want to see you, but I don't know why you haven't shown up?But I will watch over the child Dimeng, and hope that because of the harm Dimeng suffered in the empire, it will not bring disaster to the empire!Nan Hu was deeply worried about how powerful he could be with just a little breath, and what kind of existence he was!

Ever since the sword stabbed in his teacher's yard, Dimeng seldom left his wooden building; it was as if he was back in the past and practiced swordsmanship every day to absorb the Holy Spirit and start again, but Dimeng's strange thing was that he kept No matter how hard I tried to sense it, I couldn't detect the existence of the breath that the teacher discovered and belonged to him. .

Once again, Yijianci was on a big tree in the corner of the wooden building, and the sword did not appear at the beginning, just like him, after a short appearance, there was no trace of him anymore, but what he took away was everything he had.

Sighing lightly, Dimeng put away the rapier and returned to the wooden building, ready to absorb the Holy Spirit to strengthen himself. Although the progress was slow, he didn't have the slightest thought of giving up. .