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Name: Zhou Tong

Talent: Choice of Fate (Seal)

Bloodline: Nuwa Spiritual Power (Temporary)

Rank: Tier [-] Celestial Being ([-]st Level Realm)

Skill: Immortal Sword Sutra (True Inheritance), Level [-] Advanced

Wu Zhu's mind method (temporary), a fourth-level unique skill, can practice Nuwa's spiritual power.

With Han Yunxi's thought, the translucent system light curtain disappeared before his eyes.

"Since it is a single life-and-death competition mode, then in this plot world, there must be a God's Chosen who is hostile to me."

"Of the two of us, only one will survive!"

"To put it simply, first, I want to find him, and then kill him."

There was a cold light in Han Yunxi's eyes: "My role is Han Yunxi, the protagonist of the original novel. Could it be that the identity of the other antagonist is the big villain Ouyang Shaogong?"

"Will it be so?"

After thinking for a while, he secretly said: "Whether it is or not, if you find a chance to meet Ouyang Shaogong in the future, you will naturally see the result."

"But I don't know the opponent's strength at all. Once I can't resist the enemy's strength, then even if I find him, I will only seek my own death."

"In the end, it's all about strength."

Han Yunxi focused on the extra blood and Nuwa's spiritual power in his system interface.

"My mother, Han Xiuning, is the Great Witch Zhu. All the clansmen in the Wumeng Spiritual Valley are born with Nuwa's spiritual power."

"It's just that most of the clansmen don't know martial arts and spells. Only a few witches, including the mother and the patriarch, can master Nuwa's spiritual power and possess incredible power."

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"In the original plot, before I was born, I was attacked by the evil spirit of the Fenji sword, and it was difficult for me to practice the witchcraft heart method taught by my mother."

"Why don't I give it a try and see if I can practice?"

Thinking of this, Han Yunxi turned around and walked home. Since he wanted to practice Wu Zhu's heart method, no matter what, he couldn't hide it from his mother, and there was no need to hide it.

"Now that my talent is sealed, the only thing I can rely on is the Undead Sword Sutra."

"If you can practice Nuwa's spiritual power, together with the Fenji Sword and the Tianyong City mentality in the future, you will have a little more chance of winning when facing the enemy."...

After returning to the room, mother Han Xiuning happened to be there too. She was an extremely beautiful woman, but she had a majestic aura that made people dare not approach her.

"Mother, I want to try to practice Wu Zhu's heart method again." Han Yunxi said proactively.

Han Xiuning was a little surprised why his son suddenly had the idea of ​​practicing Wu Zhu's heart method today. After all, he had practiced it many times before, but none of them had much effect.

She blamed herself a little in her heart, and secretly said: "It's all because when I was pregnant with Yunxi, a ray of burning silence entered my body, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to practice."

You must know that Han Yunxi is Wu Zhu's direct bloodline, and in terms of talent and bloodline, it is far superior to ordinary clansmen.

These thoughts just flashed away in his mind, Han Xiuning quickly came back to his senses, and said with a gentle smile: "Yunxi, you can practice as much as you want, and mother will watch over you."

Han Yunxi nodded, and immediately sat cross-legged, practicing the Wu Zhu mentality that he had learned before, and soon immersed in meditation.

With the operation of the mental method, he could clearly feel that in his body, wisps of power containing strong vitality were attracted, slowly flowing in the body, and then gradually tempered a trace of spiritual power.

However, at the moment when this trace of spiritual energy was about to take shape, a destructive and murderous aura surged out of his body, immediately crushing this trace of spiritual energy.

Seeing that this practice failed again, Han Yunxi, who was in meditation, felt ecstasy in his heart.

"The Nuwa's spiritual power actually contains endless vitality? And the Fen Ji evil energy is full of destructive power? Could this be destiny?"

"The "Immortal Sword Sutra" I practice is fundamentally the law of life and death. It's like being able to be assisted by Nuwa's spiritual power and the evil spirit of burning silence. Wouldn't it be a thousand miles away?"

With a thought in his mind, a wisp of red lotus karmic fire circulated at the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, devouring the evil spirit of burning silence that appeared in his body.

After devouring the evil spirit of Fenji, the red lotus fire seemed to become more gorgeous, rising and jumping.

Han Yunxi continued to run the Wu Zhu mental method. This time, with the protection of the red lotus karma, all the evil spirits of burning silence gushing out of his body were swallowed up, and finally successfully condensed a trace of Nuwa's spiritual power.

The moment Nuwa's spiritual power was born, Wu Zhu's mental method finally had a foundation, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was continuously poured into his body.

Under the operation of the mental method, Nuwa's spiritual power continued to refine the spiritual energy, growing stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Han Yunxi woke up from meditation, it was already dark, but the spiritual power of Nuwa in his body poured into his eyes, and he immediately saw Han Xiuning clearly in the dark.

She was looking at herself with extremely surprised eyes, "Yunxi, you succeeded?"

"Yes, mother, I have successfully cultivated." Han Yunxi nodded and replied.

"I knew that my son would be able to cultivate Nuwa's spiritual power." Han Xiuning took his hand, and a boulder that had been pressed in her heart for a long time fell down, making her reveal the long-lost relaxation and joy.

"Yunxi, in the future you will surpass your mother and become the best Wu Zhu."

"Well, mother, I will definitely work hard."

……

Time is like running water, and it has passed in a blink of an eye, one month.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Han Yunxi put all his energy into Nuwa's spiritual practice. …

Different from people who practice immortality and refine Qi, Nuwa's practice of spiritual power is based on her own blood, and as her spiritual power grows, it will also feed back and nourish her own blood.

As long as she practiced for a long time, her blood became more and more pure, and Nuwa's spiritual power would become stronger and stronger.

This kind of witchcraft practice has no distinction between realms. According to Han Xiuning, being able to cultivate Nuwa's spiritual power is the grace of God Nuwa. To God Nuwa, the weak spiritual power of human cultivation is also Where is it used to distinguish grades?

Han Yunxi didn't care too much, because to his surprise, Honglian Yehuo, who had been practicing slowly and could hardly make any progress, had made obvious progress again after absorbing the evil spirit of burning silence and Nuwa's spiritual power.

"It's a pity that the evil spirit of burning silence in my body is too rare, otherwise, the red lotus fire will definitely grow rapidly."

The red lotus karmic fire is the source of his cultivation, representing the realm of the "Immortal Sword Sutra" and the mystery of the law of life and death.

"No matter what, I have found a way to quickly increase my strength." Han Yunxi murmured, "As for the evil spirit of burning silence, are you afraid that there will be no more in the future?"

He fixed his eyes on the direction of the sealed Fenji sword, and a blazing light flashed in his eyes.

"He's arsenic, my honey!"

"Fenjijian, I'm waiting for the day when your evil spirit enters your body!"

Han Yunxi knew that that day would not be too far away, because his mother was obviously in a bad mood in the past few days, and he also occasionally heard the name Youdu.

Youdu, which is the place where the Nuwa Niangniang tribe is located, has a very special meaning.

"Wu Xian, one of the Ten Witches of Youdu, is Feng Guangmo coming soon?"

He whispered in his heart, and then continued to immerse himself in Nuwa's spiritual practice.

After all, the arrival of Feng Guangmo also means that the plot in the original book is about to begin!

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Chapter 2 Zhensha Yin and Binding Lingsuo (Subscription required)

Han Yunxi sat cross-legged in the room, practicing Wu Zhu's mental method, and Nuwa's spiritual power flowed through the blood in her body.

This kind of power from the blood does not run in the meridians, but is fused with the bone marrow, flesh and blood, and the internal organs, and circulates in the limbs and bones.

As Nuwa's spiritual power continued to grow, he could clearly find that the vitality contained in his body was getting stronger and stronger. If he used it to practice martial arts and swords, he would definitely be able to make a huge difference in one day.

"Yunxi, stop practicing, come and eat!"

Hearing her mother's cry, Han Yunxi gradually withdrew from the meditation, "Here we come."

While eating, Han Yunxi said, "Mother, can you teach me some spells?"

"What's the matter? Just got some Nvwa's spiritual power and thought about practicing spells?" Han Xiuning said: "Even if it is a powerful spell, it needs spiritual support, otherwise it will be water without source, tree without root, As long as you have the patience to cultivate Nuwa's spiritual power, the magic girls in the family will naturally teach you one by one in the future."

Han Yunxi is too young, if he learns spells at this time, he will inevitably be distracted from his practice. This is also Han Xiuning's painstaking efforts, hoping that his son can lay a solid foundation.

"Mother, I just want to learn the art of sealing." Han Yunxi lowered his head slightly, and said in a low tone: "I see that you are worried about the seal of the Fenji Sword every day. I want to learn the art of sealing so that I can help mother in the future. Don't let my mother be so unhappy."

Hearing this, Han Xiuning's eyes were slightly moist, he gently touched his son's head, and said softly: "My Yunxi has grown up, and I know that I love my mother."

"Mother is not unhappy, it's just that some things in the family are busy recently. After a while, mother will definitely accompany you well, okay?"

Han Yunxi had a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Really? What about the sealing spell? Can mother teach me?"

"Little ghost, do you still miss it?" Han Xiuning pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Since you want to learn so much, then mother will leave it to you, but you must not be too obsessed and waste Nuwa's spiritual practice. "

Han Yunxi suddenly said pleasantly: "Mother, I understand, thank you mother, I will definitely practice hard."

After dinner, Han Yunxi followed his mother to the open space outside the room.

After the two stood facing each other, Han Xiuning looked at him and said, "Yunxi, our Wumeng Lingu clan is ordered by God Nuwa to guard and seal the Fenji Sword for generations."

"The most fundamental purpose of the sealing spells passed down in the clan is to seal the evil spirit and sword spirit in the Fen Ji Sword. Therefore, there are also two types of sealing spells, namely the evil spirit seal and the spirit binding rope."

"Due to the passage of thousands of years, the spiritual power used by God Nuwa to seal the Fenji Sword is also weakening, so we need to use sealing spells to strengthen it."

Han Xiuning said: "All these years, we Wumeng Lingu and Youdu have joined forces to seal the Fenji Sword, so we were able to get through it safely."

"Youdu? What's that place?" Han Yunxi asked suspiciously.

Han Xiuning said: "People in Youdu also enshrine Nuwa God, and they can display Nuwa's spiritual power. You will naturally know about this in the future."

"And in these two days, people from Youdu will come to seal the Fenji Sword with Mother, and then you will be able to see him."...

Han Yunxi asked: "Because the sealing of the Fenji sword requires the suppression of the evil spirit and the binding of the spirit at the same time, so mother asked outsiders for help!"

Han Xiuning sighed and said, "That's right, except for me, the others in the clan don't have enough cultivation, so I can only ask others for help."

Han Yunxi said: "I will definitely practice the spell as soon as possible, and help you seal Fenji together!"

When Han Xiuning heard this, the haze in her heart dissipated a little. She has always had some bad premonitions in recent days, and the people from Youdu have not arrived, making her even more anxious.

But at this time, she looked at her son's young but serious face, and her heart slowly calmed down.

"Alright, then mother will teach Yunxi the art of sealing."

"Listen well, Wumeng Linggu's sealing spell is rooted in Nuwa's spiritual power. The Zhensha seal uses Nuwa's spiritual power to mobilize the clean energy of the world and turn it into a golden light that exorcises evil and keeps righteousness. When the magic seal falls, it is enough to suppress evil spirits and subdue demons, and it has great power."

"As for the spirit-binding rope, it is instead to attract the filthy air of the earth, turning it into the most yin and pure Yinling silk, and then weaving it into a spirit rope with a secret method. Only in this way can the invisible spirit body be bound."

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"These two sealing techniques complement each other, and they can cooperate with Nuwa's spiritual power to suppress the ancient Fenji sword."

When Han Yunxi heard the words, he said solemnly: "I also ask mother to teach me."

At present, one of the mother and son is teaching attentively while the other is studying hard. Time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, another five days passed, and Han Yunxi could clearly feel that her mother's mood became more and more anxious with each passing day.

In the evening of this day, Han Xiuning taught all the most fundamental secrets of the two major sealing spells and then exhorted: "Yunxi, you have already learned all the sealing spells, and you need to work hard on the rest to be able to do so." The cultivation of spells becomes more and more profound."

"However, you must bear in mind that cultivating Nuwa's spiritual power is the foundation, and you must not be obsessed with magic and miss the foundation."

Han Yunxi nodded in agreement, and said, "Mother, don't worry, I understand."

At this moment, some members of the clan hurried over to report: "Lord Xiu Ning, people from Youdu are here."

Han Xiuning breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then showed a bad look on his face, and said with a cold snort, "Let's go."

As soon as she took two steps, she stopped again, turned to Han Yunxi and said, "Yunxi, mother will be busy with sealing these two days, you must take care of yourself."

Han Yunxi nodded and said: "I understand, mother, you can rest assured!"

Only then did Han Xiuning turn around and leave in a hurry.

Looking at her leaving figure, Han Yunxi sighed in his heart, "Since Feng Guangmo has arrived, tonight may be the time when Wumeng Linggu will be destroyed."

"Sorry, I can't save you, let alone anyone else."

During the time together, Han Xiuning's unreserved maternal love for him made him feel grateful, but the upcoming enemy was not something he could contend with.

If Ouyang Shaogong is really another God's Chosen, then he will only become more terrifying. No one knows what kind of world that God's Chosen has experienced before, and what kind of cards he has.

Han Yunxi took a deep breath. In the current situation, it is in his best interest to maintain the development of the original plot, which can give him more time to grow.

"Once the Fenji sword enters my body, my strength can be improved rapidly, and when I arrive in Tianyong City, I will be guarded by the real Ziyin. That will be the safest period of time."

"But the key is tonight. If Ouyang Shaogong is really the chosen one, I'm afraid he won't let me go easily. If I'm not careful, I may be in danger."

He glanced at the direction Han Xiuning was leaving, and followed quietly.

The night gradually fell, the bright moon rose, and the cold moonlight fell on the canyon. In that dark night, shadowy ghostly figures surrounded the canyon from all sides.

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