First-level magic, an energy editing consumption, this unexpected art of fate, turns out that even the level of Tiangang and Earth Demon is not enough?

In his thoughts, Zhang Deming skillfully completed the editing of the magic. He watched the light ball fly into the Dantian and turn into a strange rune like plasticine. Zhang Budao did not continue his movements and directly exited the spiritual cultivation space.

At this time, Ruan Chunzhi had just finished speaking and found that Zhang Budang had started to flip books, so he stopped talking, held the tea cup and quietly began to taste tea.

Zhang Deming flipped through a few times and suddenly came back to his senses. He did not do anything immediately, but pretended to close his eyes, as if he began to comprehend on the spot.

‘Is this a live understanding? It’s not difficult to comprehend the introductory techniques, but what should I do?’

A hint of doubt flashed through Ruan Chunzhi's heart, and he did not interrupt Zhang Budao's understanding. He looked at him and savored the tea silently.

After a moment, about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Budiao opened his eyes.

‘I’ve got some insight so quickly? Did he also involve fate?’

Ruan Chunzhi's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Zhang Buddhau and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang is......"

He was stunned as soon as he spoke.

After Zhang Budao opened his eyes, he suddenly turned his hand and found an ore. As a monk of Destiny, he recognized the ore at a glance, which was the ore of Destiny and the one-star spiritual material Destiny Mind.

Before he could ask what he was doing, Zhang Budao suddenly flashed a strange spiritual light in his hand. With a faint wave of magic, the ore exploded directly and turned into countless light spots, forming a hollow ball of light spots, covering Zhang Budao.

This sudden change made Ruan Chunzhi stunned, and looked at Zhang Buddha with a frown, not understanding what the other party was doing for a moment.

The hollow ball of light spot only lasted for a few breaths, and the last wave was shattered.

Zhang Budhau wrinkled, and whispered: "Has he actually failed?"

You know, his spiritual cultivation technique is now at the eighth level, and the success rate of making first-level introductory spiritual cultivation beads is at least 80%.

"Fellow Daoist is this..."

Without waiting for Ruan Chunzhi to ask questions, Zhang Budao once again found a spiritual material, which was also a spiritual material of Destiny, but this time it was a spiritual fruit, a life-life fruit.

Immediately afterwards, the fruit exploded again, and countless light spots wrapped a sermon, forming a hollow ball of light spots.

This time the light ball flashed for a moment and did not explode. Zhang Budiao immediately threw out a ball of insight, and then countless light spots gathered in front of him. When the light disappeared, a glass ball the size of a thumb appeared on Zhang Budiao's palm.

"Uh..." Ruan Chunzhi, who was originally confused and full of confusion, looked at the glass ball and was suddenly stunned. In amazement, he looked at Zhang Bushou and said in surprise: "Is a fellow Taoist sacrificer?"

Before Zhang Budiao could reply, he whispered: "In less than two quarters of an hour, fellow Taoist not only learned this technique, but also made the Spirit Pearl. Even though fellow Taoist had learned the Taoist magic before, at this speed... Isn't fellow Taoist a classic-level spiritual master?"

Zhang Budao looked at the beads without answering Ruan Chunzhi's question. He smiled and threw the beads to Ruan Chunzhi, saying, "Fellow Taoist use this thing to understand it, and see how it is different from the unexpected technique of fate in your Taoist fruit."

When Ruan Chunzhi heard this, he came to his senses and said in confusion: "What is the old Taoist's insight? The old Taoist has already realized the eighth level of this technique, and it is only two steps away from the classical technique.

The Taoist s of both of us are completely different. fellow Taoists do not need to comprehend the same as those of the old Taoists. In the era of new magic, one skill is practiced by hundreds of people, and they all must be different!”

Zhang Budao smiled and said, "I know all these. Just understand and experience the differences!"

Ruan Chunzhi frowned slightly, looked at the beads, and a light of inspiration flashed in his eyes. After a moment of not finding anything, he said, "Well, I want to see what the Taoist's natal magic has been understood in a quarter of an hour."

As he spoke, his spiritual power was spitting out lightly, and the glass beads in his hand exploded instantly. Countless light spots immediately surrounded him. The constantly squirming plasticine-like thing in the center of the glass ball rushed directly into his eyebrows.

In an instant, a feeling surged into his heart.

Originally, Ruan Chunzhi didn't care much, just wanted to see what the magic that the other party had learned in a quarter of an hour looked like.

But this perception was stunned. Without it, this perception was too standard, without any personal tendencies, as if it was the most destined art of this technique.

After he discovered this situation, he decisively made some adjustments based on his perception. Even though he was now at the eighth level, this first-level spiritual education bead actually gave him a little gain, and his foundation had undergone subtle changes and was much more solid.

As his breath changed slightly, the moment he adjusted his Taoist fruit slightly, Zhang Budao felt a little, and his mind quickly came to the spiritual cultivation space.

In the spiritual ecstasy space, in the depths of the chaotic sky, chaos was surging rapidly at this moment. As the chaos surged, an extremely dazzling light spot slowly condensed in the endless enlightenment light spots.

There are four thicker spots like this, right, there should be three. Because one of them has become extremely dim now, as if it will disappear at any time.

‘It’s done!’

Looking at the birth of the brilliant light spot, Zhang Budhaus smiled with satisfaction.

"This... The old Taoist has heard countless rumors about spiritual masters before, and has long heard of the power of spiritual masters.

However, the classic-level spiritual masters are now almost all in the Yuling Holy Land. The old Taoist has never come to the door to set up beads. He doesn’t know that the spiritual beads have such effects?

The mere first-level spiritual cultivation bead can actually make the Taoist fruits of the Taoist fruits subtle and perfect, it is really... "

After a moment, Ruan Chunzhi opened his eyes and said excitedly, and his eyes looked a little hotter when he looked at Zhang Budhau.

Zhang Budao smiled and said, "Actually, there is no difference between spiritual masters and alchemists, and weapon masters, but they have special skills. Do you want to tell me what the difference is. Let me correct me."

"Correct the error?" Ruan Chunzhi was stunned and smiled bitterly: "I used the insights of fellow Taoists and discovered many of my shortcomings."

Zhang Bushu said: "Then let's talk about the difference!"

In this way, under the guidance of Zhang Budao, the two began to talk about the unexpected art of fate and began to talk about the Tao. From the initial introduction, they gradually talked about advanced development ideas and even conceptual directions.

It seems that Zhang Deming really wants to study this technique carefully, and is sincerely discussing the truth and preparing for subsequent research!

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It took a long time for the two to stop discussing.

Zhang Budao smiled and said, "Okay, let's get here today. I still have something to do."

Ruan Chunzhi stopped discussing with an unfulfilled intention. He found that this fellow Taoist Zhang’s ideas were simply too imaginative and suitable for his path.

Hearing Zhang Budhau's words, he obviously understood that Zhang Budhau had not given up yet and wanted to rush to save people. He wanted to speak but stopped, and in the end he did not say what he wanted to say. He did not try to keep him, but said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I don't help you today. If you have any needs in the future, please come to find the old Taoist. Don't worry, if you can take action, the old Taoist will never postpone it. The old Taoist's debt of favor has never been ruthless."

Zhang Budao shook his head and said, "No need, I just said that Yinuo has changed his skills, it's enough."

Ruan Chunyi was stunned and said, "How can this be done? The old Taoist never greed for cheap things, and the one who gets the benefits today should be the old Taoist..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned. Because he suddenly realized that the power of fate in the dark told him that he had really paid off his debts and paid them seriously. There was no way to take advantage of them, leaving cause and effect.

Zhang Buddao smiled and said to Ruan Chunzhi who was stunned: "Then let's stop here today, let's leave here!"

After saying that, Zhang Budao floated up and left the valley of unexpected fate.

‘What’s going on?’

‘Is the mere first-level accidental art of fate really helpful to the other party? It can even be worthy of the fate of a Liuhe Grand Cultivator? Or is it that the Taoist discussion just now made it gain a huge reward?’

Ruan Chunzhi seemed to have never encountered such a strange thing before. After a long time, he looked at the disappearing Zhang Bushou and whispered: "How could it be?"

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After Zhang Budao floated away from the Valley of Fate Accident, he waved his hand and the space portal appeared. Without hesitation, he took a step in.

Bailingmen, Taoist palace, holy residence, and in the cultivation room.

At this moment, in the training room, there was only a colorful multi-crystalline bead flashing with a bright light, looking like a spiritual treasure, but it seemed that there was no specific level.

Suddenly, the air in the training room fluctuated slightly and a space door emerged.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Budao's transcendent figure stepped out of the space door, and then he waved his hand to close the portal.

With a slight fluctuation, his face changed back to its original appearance. Then he waved his hand and put away the demarcation bead.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Deming waved his hand again, and a ball of light emerged as the light surged.

Yuling Summoning: Yuling Vine Demon Summoning Technique Ruan Chunzhi!

As a ball of light merged into his body, Zhang Deming was stunned. Not only did his cultivation level change from entering Liuhe in an instant to the peak of Liuhe, but his strong power of fate was also permeated.

It was still me, but my breath was completely different. The unique feeling of fate made Zhang Deming stunned. At this moment, it seemed that everything was in his hands.

No wonder fate, fortune, and the way of cause and effect are so respected, and have the reputation of a top path. Without it, this feels too powerful. They are obviously the cultivation level of Liuhe, but the experience is completely different.

At this moment, Zhang Deming found that the whole world seemed to be different. He seemed to be able to see a lot of silk threads floating in the Taoist palace. As long as he was willing, he could reach out and wave these silk threads, thereby changing the fate of countless people.

Moreover, he found that Ruan Chunzhi's mirror image was so suitable for him, or Ruan Chunzhi's way was so suitable for his destiny.

When he was testing the spiritual spiritual space, he found that in the spiritual spiritual space, after the enlightenment light spot was born, the deeper the influence of the light spot, the more energy the energy of luck and merit.

After a long period of research, I found that these energy comes from changing my destiny, and it seems that his words and deeds can change the established destiny of others.

But before he had the mirror image of Ruan Chunzhi, he only influenced various behaviors and changed his fate passively. Now with the mirror image of Ruan Chunzhi, he can completely change his fate actively!

Moreover, changing one's fate is extremely difficult for others, and it requires a huge amount of cause and effect. But to him, it seems to be an instinct, as if he was born to do this!

"call······"

After a long time, Zhang Deming let out a deep breath, calmed down his inner thoughts, and then began to carefully understand the means of this mirror body.

In order to be on the verge of caution, Zhang Deming even spent half a day entering the Xundao City, finding several ordinary alliance disciples, trying to shake the other party's fate, and causing huge changes in his ordinary life.

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After busy testing for more than half a day, Zhang Deming stopped moving. Although due to the mirror body, Zhang Deming was already very familiar with Ruan Chunzhi's way.

But after all, it involves the fate of a top-level road. With Zhang Deming's personality, it should take at least half a year to test it before he should take action. However, because time is tight now, he has no time to prepare at all.

So after a long time of testing, he had to start to take action. He was afraid that he would drag it down again. When Lan Fuyao's light spot was completely destroyed in the spiritual space, he might be struggling to do it when he took action.

At this point, Zhang Deming no longer hesitated.

With a turn of his hand, Lan Fuyao's long zither appeared. At this moment, from Zhang Deming's special perspective, an extremely illusory silk thread emerged from the long zither and merged into the huge net of fate of heaven and earth.

Even with his current cultivation level, Zhang Deming could not clearly see the entire giant net. As for straightening out the silk threads in these giant nets, it would be even more difficult to move them.

When Zhang Deming saw this, his mind fluctuated slightly.

In the Baimai Palace Qingjing Pool, the strange runes between the eyebrows of the Taoist body slowly disappeared.

A rune slowly appeared between Zhang Deming's eyebrows, and his aura also climbed again. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a peak seven-star monk.

As the breath changed, the huge net in his eyes became much clearer and could see clearly. But it was still like a mess. Even at the peak of the Seven Stars, he could not completely understand the net. There were too many entanglements.

The only thing that made Zhang Deming relieved was that Lan Fuyao's line, for some reason, was not entangled with the giant net too deeply and was just wandering on the edge.

This surprised Zhang Deming and frowned a little. You know, this is the Internet of fate. Even though Lan Fuyao is very cold, there are not many people who come into contact with her.

However, although connections and other connections are related to the entanglement of fate, this is not very important!

On the contrary, as a great scholar of Liuhe and a big shot of Quanqingguan, as long as she lives in this Hongmeng, her destiny should be deeply entangled into such a network, plunged into the depths of the mess, and deeply entangled with all living beings.

It shouldn't be like this now, marginalized and only has some entanglement with the giant net. Isn't this the same as someone who is about to jump out of the Three Realms?
Chapter completed!