Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 132: Dad ghost?
Qin Wentian returned to his Residents and started practice. At this time, his overall condition is not very good.
In the dream, Qin Wentian is under a starry sky. Above him, a pattern of crazy swirling interweaves, and then converges into a starry fist, falling down from Vault of Heaven, but there is no power, because here It is Qin Wentian's dream. But in Astral River Hall, the sixth layer of space, the falling starlight fist shadow, did continue to destroy his will, and made him experience endless pain, unless he was determined and could not support it. Long.
Qin Wentian at this time simulated the scene at the time with dreams, and his heart was still surging. From the first layer to the fifth layer of Astral River Hall, he felt that the gorgeous lines turned into vortex black holes and turned into a terrible punch. When he stepped on the sixth floor, he already felt that it was not boxing, but that the stars and fists fell down, destroying the world.
Every boxing shadow is like a star. The magnificent scene dropped by thousands of stars is deeply shocking, especially when the attack falls on his mind. The millions of stars converge into together. already is no longer a single star, he can only see the stars streamer, and then trembles with shock.
"It's gorgeous." Qin Wentian raise one's head looked at the night sky in dreamland, sinking into it completely.
After a long time, Astral Yuan Force in Qin Wentian seemed to growl, and then saw appear(ance) stars Heavenly Hammer in his hands, and suddenly fell down towards the ground. He smashed a pair of divine imprint, this divine imprint is like a night sky, Overlapping night sky, the overlapping night sky seems to be slowly flow, round down flow.
"If this divine imprint is engraved into divine weapon, there will inevitably be a great increase. Maybe, it will be able to engraved the divine weapon weapon of 3rd rank Zhongpin or even 3rd rank high-grade." Qin Wentian breathes deeply, he was quite excited, and then he created a paper pen Began to paint, under the stars.
After a long time, he carved many times, and finally carved the second painting in his life.
It is still a fuzzy figure holding a Dualbladed Halberd. This shot is as steady as a mountain. Dualbladed Halberd is pierced by a moment, as if there are terrifying vortex appear(ance). At the point of the halberd, it seems that there are stars, turning into a gorgeous arc, fierce toward Going forward to vortex, giving the illusion of devouring everything.
"This is the second form of Great Dream Halberd Art, Falling Star." Qin Wentian murmured and named the halberd.
Today, he has created two types of Great Dream Halberd Art, the first Open Mountain and the second Falling Star.
The second type will require him to gather the power of stars, but for him who can gather Divine Yuan, this will not be a big problem.
Standing up, Qin Wentian started to dream practice in the second type Falling Star. It is one thing to be able to imagine and characterize it, but to use it in battle, the requirements are much higher, which is not so easy. .
Falling Star is naturally aware of the starfall of Astral River Hall, but it is simply impossible for him to achieve the vortex starfall of 5th level 6th level convergence, only the 3rd level shock amplitude can be carved, but even so, the 3rd level shock is enough for him The attack power has increased a lot. Once this strike is realized, it will be the strongest attack after the Open Mountain type, which is definitely more terrible than the Open Mountain type power.
Qin Wentian is crazy with practice, but still feels that time is not enough. After all, even if Little Rascal's is fast, it still takes a lot of time to rush to Chu Grand Stage. This is why there is no one in Emperor Star Academy, because the distance is too long and there is no Monster Beast mount It takes a lot of time to go back and forth.
In the end, Qin Wentian still failed to perfect the Falling Star practice, and hurriedly supplemented the Astral Yuan Force with Yuan Meteor Stone, which made him sigh, the time passed too quickly.
When the body's Astral Yuan Force was full again, Qin Wentian's consciousness came to his mind, and he saw the tiny Astral Being again.
This is the stone left to him by the father of the dead ghost. Once, he saw many incredible things in it. He also got cultivation technique such as Spirit Refinement Method heaven defying. Although it is not a divine ability attack, but The value of Spirit Refinement Method, Qin Wentian dare not estimate, once leaked out, it can definitely cause the turbulence of the entire Chu Country.
"The decisive battle is coming, I hope I can have a bit of good luck." Qin Wentian whispered in his heart, feeling the Sikong Mingyue's killing intent and the strong strength of the other party, Qin Wentian felt a lot of pressure, and his strength did not seem to capture the Ruler's Feast One seat, especially the Falling Star type, has not been fully successful with cultivation, so he hopes to try his luck in tiny Astral Being.
The consciousness drifts into it, and Qin Wentian feels once again that it is in the vast galaxy, with many star fragments inside.
Qin Wentian Soaring in it, Astral Yuan Force on the Yuan Meteor Stone held in the palm of the hand turned into a terrible streamer, and came madly towards the inner space flow of this tiny Astral Being, and immediately fell into the several star fragments locked by Qin Wentian consciousness? For a large number of Yuan Meteor Stone, try to find a way to improve fighting strength.
The memories in the fragments flowed into the consciousness of Qin Wentian's. Qin Wentian lighted up ten star fragments in succession. Then he withdrew his consciousness and opened eyes. The looks at was full of Yuan Meteor Stone without Astral Yuan Force flow. He only felt My heart twitched slightly.
Such a big price, if it was n’t for the Divine Weapon Pavilion that gave him a lot of Yuan Meteor Stone to support his practice, he would n’t be able to figure it out, but it would still only break the memory of the ten star fragments.
Qin Wentian has no time to distress these costly Yuan Meteor Stones. Just close your eyes and start digesting those memories, hoping to find useful memories.
The first memory, when he saw the pictures in the memory, he couldn't help shaking his heart slightly.
He saw a lot of expert, and there was a crazy battle between heaven and earth. Those expert were all terrible exist(ence). Now he has no access at all.
The reason why Qin Wentian is trembling is because he saw someone.
Uncle Black!
In the picture, the hands and feet of Uncle Black are intact. The shawl with black hair has a bit of a demon meaning, Qin Wentian almost didn't recognize it.
While standing next to Uncle Black, there is a middle-aged person. This middle-aged Qin Wentian has seen it. The Qin Heavenly Divine Sect's is the best. expert. I saw him standing against his hands. Between in the sky, Uncle Black stood beside him. It seems, just his subordinates.
This picture is short-lived. When Qin Wentian withdrew from memory, but eyes was red, his fists clenched, it seemed very painful.
Seeing that Uncle Black was once full of spirits, he couldn't imagine who was the ‘disabled’ old man in his impression, who had abolished Uncle Black and what kind of battle he experienced.
And who is that middle-aged man, and why do you have him every time?
breathes deeply, Qin Wentian continues to digest those memories, and then he sees many pictures, but he finds a rule, and each picture has the middle-aged exist(ence).
This made Qin Wentian give birth to a bold imagination. The star fragments in don't tell me tiny Astral Being are just middle-aged memory fragments that carry his memory?
So, isn't his memory completely broken, incarnation is a billion pieces.
And the identity of middle-aged, don't tell me is, his dead ghost father?
Thinking of this, Qin Wentian's made a huge wave in his heart. According to Uncle Black, the strange stone was the only thing left to him by the dead ghost, and then turned into tiny Astral Being. If it really is as he guessed, tiny Astral Being carries middle age Lifetime memory, then, middle-aged man may really be his biological father!
This also seems to understand why Uncle Black has been silently guarding himself, because Uncle Black is a friend or subordinate of the dead ghost father, and it is most likely the relationship that can die for the other party, otherwise it will not be He has been taking care of him since the disability, looks at he has grown up.
At this time, Qin Wentian seems to have forgotten his original purpose, immersed in the imagination of his own life, and only the last memory picture is left.
There is a young man in this last memory picture. The young man is surrounded by towering halls. However, the stubbornness on his face seems to be out of step with the majestic surroundings. I saw him sitting cross-legged with his eyes exposed. The stubborn expression, then saw the starlight flowing above his fingers, suddenly pierced his body, and at the same time, spit secret art, as if there was a sound, floating into the head of Qin Wentian.
Suddenly, the boy became red. His body, bloodline, seemed to have bloodline shackles. If his fingers pierced the body, secret art flowed, and the layers of shackles continued to break. The young man's figure was drowned by blood light, making a painful scream.
Qin Wentian's's heart trembled again. After coming out of his memory, his heart was violently undulating.
The Twelve serial killing acupuncture method was originally born out of this.
Moreover, this acupuncture method should be intentionally created for yourself.
In memory, the juvenile's technique is almost the same as this set of acupuncture, but with the juvenile's secret art, the bloodline shackle completely collapses and is destroyed, but the Twelve serial killing stitching method can only temporarily release the bloodline seal.
"The Uncle Black is afraid that I can't bear it, so I created a set of buffer stitches, so that I ca n’t bear the explosion after I unlock the shackles.
Qin Wentian sighed in his heart, the bloodline of the year is exactly the same as himself, it seems that he guessed right, the young man, Correct in his young age.
"There should be nothing wrong. Did the old man leave me the memory of his life, so to speak, the old man, is already dead?" Qin Wentian sighed and looked at the starry sky. The starry sky was bright and dazzling. .
Why can't he do what daredevil dare to do in his youth.
His Qin Wentian is not abandoned, and his father is most likely a great character.
Then, he can't let the dead ghost father down.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, the starlight shone on his fingers, and then he suddenly clicked on himself. The tips of the Twelve serial killing method were applied by fingering. For him, there would be no difficulty At the same time, the blood in his body also moved with the secret art.
His blood started to growl!