No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 327 A Different Profound Art
"Hey, is this "Eight Nine Mysterious Techniques"?"

Nuwa frowned slightly.

This method is so powerful that he naturally wants to get a powerful monster clan cultivation for himself.

It's a pity that no one is up to par, and no one can even complete the first turn.

Nuwa also asked her elder brother Fuxi to help her deduce it, and wanted to implement this method in a large number among the demon clan.

Fuxi just glanced at it, and said that this method is determined by God, and those who have no predestined relationship can't practice it even if they spend their whole life, and it is futile to comprehend it by force.

Nuwa was not reconciled, she had retreated and enlightened herself for hundreds of years, and gained very little. With this skill, each of the twelve demon gods under her command are descendants of ancient gods and beasts, and she can still improve a lot with her natal supernatural powers that have been cultivated for hundreds of years.

So Nuwa had no choice but to seal up this method with great regret, waiting for someone who is destined.

So he can be said to have kept the content of this method in mind, but today he listened to Yi Fan's sermon.

Every sentence is extremely easy to understand, the words are simple and capable, but they can hit people's hearts directly and make people comprehend extremely quickly.

As a sage, Nuwa's natural understanding is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He can understand every sentence of Yi Fan in an instant.

Under the fine induction.

Each of these supernatural powers can really be used, and ordinary immortals can traverse the three realms just by mastering one or two of them.

Although suffering from the wrong time and place and being unable to practice, the sage immediately saw fireworks, earth, fire, feng shui in a speck of dust in front of him, claiming to be a world.

Nu Wa instantly appeared in the dusty world, and when she lifted her foot, her whole body turned into a sharp golden light, spanning a million distances in an instant, and it was the famous teleportation magical power of the Three Realms, "Golden Light!"

In the next moment, Nüwa successively displayed great supernatural powers such as Fatianxiangdi, King Kong is not bad, and 72 transformations, all of which are flowing and flowing, powerful, and are generally the same as the supernatural powers recorded in "Eight Nine Mysteries".

"Could it be that the exercises this kid said are true?"

Although Nu Wa has been convinced for the most part, she is still unconvinced in her heart.

He is a majestic saint, and his elder brother Fuxi is No. 1 in the deduction of the three realms. Even the two of them can't comprehend the magical skills. Even if you are a mere celestial being, you can comprehend and practice, but why do you simplify it in a few words? Why is it so easy to understand with such supernatural powers?
A gleam of firmness flashed in Nuwa's eyes, and a slightly heartbroken void grabbed a handful of black soil.

This land seems to have life, constantly wriggling and changing, trying to break out of Nvwa's jade hand to escape from birth, but unfortunately it is firmly imprisoned and unable to move. It is the nine heavens bestowed by Daozu Hongjun when he created man. interest soil.

This land is really precious, even for saints.

After accumulating enough merits and virtues to make people holy, the remaining Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Nuwa secretly hid them, Hongjun Daozu didn't pursue them, and planned to save them for later use. Today I was really angry, so I decided to Take it out and verify it.

Nuwa thought for a while, a sly look appeared in her beautiful eyes, she rarely showed a little girl's eccentric look, her slender hands fluttered and intertwined, and a miniature villain appeared in her palm.

This person is very young, but ordinary, wearing a green cloth priest robe, he seems inconspicuous, but looking at his appearance, he is exactly the same as Yi Fan, the leader of Chengtian Sect.

"Hmph, his name is Yi Fan, so you'll be called Yi Sheng. I'll shape the foundation of a saint for you, so I can't believe you can't compare to that kid!"

Nuwa tossed it casually, and Yi Sheng grew up against the wind, turning into the size of a normal person, bowed to Nuwa, and shouted: "Yi Sheng thanked the saint for his kindness."

"You don't need to be too polite, this is part of the supernatural power of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong", you go and practice it, if you don't succeed, I will destroy you!"

Nuwa sternly said, shooting a beam of light into Yi Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The magic power contained in this streamer is not the original version of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong", but part of the magic power that Yi Fan has simplified.

This supernatural power is all-encompassing and extremely powerful. Even if Yi Fan simplified it a bit and wanted to finish it all, I don’t know when and what month Nuwa was able to master the profound art in advance, but by taking advantage of the saint That's all, one way, ten thousand ways.

Yi Sheng quickly agreed, not daring to be careless, he found a place with abundant spiritual energy in this dusty world, and began to comprehend supernatural powers.

Soon, clouds of light appeared on Yi Sheng's body, and traces of eight or nine profound arts gradually condensed.

Such a speed of comprehension is basically No. 1 among saints, at least among the countless disciples of Huaguoshan Chengtian Sect, none of them can match it.

With a wave of Nuwa's hand, the time in Mote World passed quickly, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

"what!"

Yi Sheng shouted loudly, and with a shake of his body, he immediately turned into a giant, punching down, and the mountains and rivers rolled, just like the end of the world.

Yi Sheng transformed again, turning into a golden-winged roc for a while, and a dexterous sparrow for a while, and even rockery, big trees, temples, etc., which were extremely realistic and realistic, without a trace of transformation.

"Sage of Enlightenment, Yi Sheng has lived up to his grace and has successfully comprehended a turn of Xuan Gong!"

"One month? Isn't it too long!"

Nuwa understood Yi Fan's profound skills almost instantly, and this Yi Sheng, who was bestowed by himself as a saint, took a month to comprehend. Isn't this a little sorry for her cultivation? .

"Come on, this sliver of luck is Yi Fan's Heavenly Dao luck. You absorb him and put him under Chengtian Sect's sect, and study and understand the divine skills well. I will use him in the future!"

Nüwa casts Yi Sheng from the dusty world into the Huaguo Mountain by immovable life and death.

At this moment, Huaguo Mountain has changed a lot.

Immortals of various races have different auras of profound arts in different colors and heights according to their different talents.

Everyone has different races, different talents, different bloodlines, and the supernatural powers they comprehend are not nearly the same, but they all undoubtedly have the breath of profound arts.

Nuwa was startled again.

"Eight Nine Xuan Gong" was created for the human race. It is the supreme skill bestowed by the ancestor Hongjun lamenting the innate physical inadequacy of the human race.

The theory in Wanlingzhong is that everyone can practice this method, but only the human race has the best effect.

But in any case, whether it is the supernatural power cultivated by Nu Wa as a dignified saint, or the supernatural power cultivated by a mere fairy, except for the different power, the state and essence of the display are generally the same .

And the magical powers realized by these immortals all over the mountains and plains can actually vary from person to person. This is no longer the original mysterious power.

What's more, it's not just Nuwa's understanding of simply making the profound art simple and easy to understand. It seems that Yi Fan's way also contains the power of good fortune, so that all races can exert the greatest power of the mysterious art as much as possible.

"Oh my god, the supernatural power to create all spirits, what kind of monster are you kid?"

You must know that the kung fu bestowed by Hongjun is aimed at the human race. If other races are successful in cultivation, they will not be powerful enough. The immortal clan, the underworld clan, etc., and even the extraterritorial celestial demons can practice and comprehend, all of them are like reincarnated celestial demons, which one is not the magic flame soaring into the sky?
Nuwa was dumbfounded, the more she listened, the more complicated Yi Fan's way became.

(End of this chapter)