Chapter 38 38. The power of consonance

Author: Qiu Weiwei

Chapter 38 38. The power of consonance

His eyes came to Wang Mo.

After the smoke dissipated, Wang Mo held up the big stone above his head with both hands and said softly in confusion: "How could a big stone fall from the sky? It's strange that such a big stone is not very heavy. I was able to hold it for so long.

, is it a test of endurance?"

Yan Jue knew what the girl was thinking and clarified her confusion, saying softly: "The stone is just a platform for exerting power. The real test has not yet come. This stone is just an image I drew, and the weight is under my control. I want

It’s getting worse, it’s not too late to give up now.”

Wang Mo was a little out of breath, but he still whispered firmly: "Don't underestimate my determination, I won't give up!"

Qing Shui smiled slightly and said softly: "I still like this point of not giving up and being strong."

Yan Jue moved his fox ears, and said softly with admiration in his fox eyes: "Your will is very valuable. It seems that we can directly enter the real trial."

He now has a little appreciation for this human being. It seems that what Qing Qing said is right. She is indeed quite strong, but why was she so stupid at the beginning? She looked overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility!

Yan Jue jumped on the stone, opened the folding fan and said softly: "My weight can also be controlled at will. Are you ready? It's about to start~"

The stone sank suddenly and began to become heavier and heavier.

Wang Mo's waist couldn't help but bend down a little more, and the ground he stepped on was cracked. Wang Mo's face was pale and he felt like his arm was about to break.

Wang Mo said with difficulty: "It hasn't started yet! The big stone is weighing me down and I'm about to die. You still jumped up. The stone is getting heavier and heavier. How can I hold on?"

I didn't expect this fox to be so heavy! The rocks are getting heavier and heavier. What if I can't hold on anymore? No, no, she can't give up yet. Luo Li, her mother, and her friends are still waiting for her to rescue her!

Hearing the complaint from the girl below, Yan Jue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: "That's because you don't know how to use force. If you can use your force well, a stone can be as light as a feather even if it is as heavy as Mount Tai."

Wang Mo said softly with a painful look on his face: "Power? I don't have Luo Li, I don't have Ye Luoli's contract, and I don't have transformation. How can I have any magic power? I have no power at all!"

Yan Jue lay on the stone, supported his head with one hand, closed the folding fan with the other hand, knocked on the stone, and said casually: "Humph! Immortal power, brute force, mental power, everything is force."

Wang Mo's head was spinning crazily, and she knew that this was a hint given to her by Yan Jue.

She definitely didn't have magical power, and she didn't seem to have brute force. As for mental strength, she thought of the time when she first contracted with Luo Li. Not only did she become a princess, but she also became friends with the best people in the class.

Is this the so-called mental power? Thinking about beautiful things will bring mental energy? The test of Lingxi is her determination to let these people see human beings.

Wang Mo holds up the stone little by little. Behind her is the hope of mankind. She will not fall, and it is impossible for her to fall.

The care of friends and the support of family members. Grandpa Tree King once said that when the human world encounters changes, everyone in the human world must also persevere.

Wang Mo said firmly: "I still have the energy to love, so please increase your power!"

Wang Mo's voice was loud and clear. If she had to stand up, she would not back down.

Yan Jue was a little surprised, then he tilted his head and laughed: "Hey, you are enlightened, Lingxi Pavilion will amplify your power, then let me see, I am going to make it worse."

Wang Mo said softly: "The force of hundreds of kilograms was smashed down. In order to protect my family, friends, and Luo Li, there was no magic power or brute force. Give me the strength of my heart."

Wang Mo can no longer feel her arms. She only knows to hold them up, not to put them down, not to give up.

Wang Mo said softly: "Ye Luoli's magic, the power of love, gives me the heart energy of love."

The pink light flashed on Wang Mo's heart. Wang Mo's transformation was successful. There were more love accessories on his body, and his skirt turned into a two-layer tutu with an extra layer of lace.

Yan Jue said softly: "I have transformed, and there is a good show to watch. Now let's see if you can handle the power of telepathy."

Wang Mo threw the stone above his head upwards.

Yan Jue stood up calmly and landed on the statue, and the stone disappeared.

Wang Mo said softly: "The power of consonance? I couldn't breathe just now."

Yan Jue smiled slightly and said: "Really? The human heart can indeed produce powerful power. Next, it depends on whether you can cope with the power of consonance. The beautiful poem has not yet begun."

Wang Mo looked at himself in surprise as he saw the new changes in himself.

Then Wang Mo heard Yan Jue's words and said in shock: "What? I was almost crushed just now, and it hasn't started yet?"

Yan Jue said softly: "Ye Luoli's magic, ink calligraphy pen, writer's pen and ink, swaying amorous feelings, lightly depicting landscapes, and embellished with red colors."

Wang Mo looked at the brush in Yan Jue's hand and said softly: "Is that a brush? Are you trying to test my drawing?"

Qing Shui chuckled, this Wang Mo is so stupid and cute!

But Qing Shui looked at Wang Mo's transformed clothes, huh? Why are they different from the original ones? However, if you look closely, they are almost the same as before. Maybe there are more decorations, and the skirt is a little longer, which makes it look better than before? The headdress is the same as before.

It’s the same, except there’s an extra heart-shaped crown on the front bangs.

This set of clothes for the Lingxi Trial is pretty good! It just looks more gorgeous with more accessories than the original clothes!

Yan Jue seemed to sense Qing Shui's words and looked at Qing Shui, but Qing Shui didn't understand why Yan Jue suddenly looked at her and smiled tenderly at him.

His eyes came to the ice princess

Luo Li looked at Shu Yan who was frozen in ice: "Ice Princess, why did you freeze Shu Yan!"

The Ice Princess sat lazily on the throne, supporting her chin with one hand, twirling the fingertips of the other hand and saying softly: "He broke in on his own, and I did this to save him."

Luo Li said doubtfully: "But why did you freeze him?"

The ice princess said softly: "He is my work of art!"

Jasmine said angrily: "Stop joking, he is a flesh and blood person, not a work of art."

Seeing Shu Yan, Jasmine happily wanted to touch the icicle. As soon as the Ice Princess moved her hand, the icicle flew back to her. The Ice Princess said coldly: "I did not agree to let you touch him."

Jasmine looked at Shu Yan worriedly and said softly: "Master."

"Ice Princess, return my master to me!" Jasmine shouted to the Ice Princess eagerly.

The ice princess said angrily: "Master, master, what master, you are a fairy. I really don't understand how you can have such a good relationship with humans - even Qingqing is like this."

Jasmine crossed her arms and whispered to the Ice Princess: "Ice Princess, the queen has obtained our fairy power and opened the door. Now we have to take the master back to the human world to stop her."

Jasmine clasped her hands and prayed: "The master is a kind person, please let him go."

The Ice Princess sat lazily on the throne, resting her chin on one hand.

Princess Bing's voice was careless: "It's not impossible, but I want you to exchange one person for me. Not only will I let him go, but I will also save him."

Luo Li and Jasmine looked at each other and asked together: "Who is it?"

The ice princess raised her eyes and looked down: "The little girl with the power of fire."

The power of fire...

Luo Li looked at the Ice Princess in confusion: "My master? Why?"

"I have never seen Qingqing with such an indifferent temperament that she would help anyone. I was very curious about her. I even made an exception and asked my brother to take her to Lingxi Pavilion, and Qingqing also helped her gain the power of Lingxi."

Princess Bing's eyes were full of cunning, and her brother and Qingqing didn't want her to have any contact with Wang Mo.

But it doesn't matter, she will figure it out on her own.

The Ice Princess moved the frozen Shu Yan forward and said, "I'll give this back to you. I can also make it grow again. You can give it to me in exchange for her."

Luo Li was a little angry: "What are you going to do to the master? Are you going to hurt the master?"

The Ice Princess sat on the throne, and she whispered playfully: "I just want to chat with her. Of course, after the grudge between you and Mandola is resolved."

Luo Li felt sad in her heart. They didn't have immortal power now, so it was impossible to rescue Shu Yan from the Ice Princess.

Even if he is rescued, Shu Yan's time still cannot grow.

Jasmine's voice sounded in Luo Li's ears: "No, we don't agree."

Luo Li took Jasmine's hand, looked at Jasmine, shook her head, and took a step forward: "I agree, I will accompany the master after the battle with the queen is over. Let Shu Yan go."

The Ice Princess seemed to have expected this answer, and smiled slightly.

Jasmine shook Luo Li's arm and whispered anxiously: "Luo Li, you are crazy! We can't agree!"

Luo Li patted Jasmine's hand comfortingly: "If the master were here, she would agree without hesitation, and I would accompany the master."

The Ice Princess stood up and said: "Okay, since you agreed to my conditions, I will meet your requirements and let him out."

His eyes came to Wang Mo

A golden brush suddenly appeared in Yan Jue's hand, and an enlarged version of the golden brush appeared in the air.

I saw Yan Jue drawing in the air with a brush, and the enlarged version of the brush was also moving: "Clear ink, elegant, landscape style."

Wang Mo observed his surroundings. Yan Jue's strokes stopped on the ground and turned into real paintings.

Wang Mo whispered in surprise: "Ah! The painting turned out to be real."

Yan Jue put the tip of the pen on the tip of his tongue and tapped it: "Mo Shu pen, pick up the color on my body."

After saying this, the color of Yan Jue's clothes turned plain white, and his golden vertical pupils turned black.

"Yan Jue, the Master of Ceremonies of Lingxi Pavilion, used my colors to complete the final ceremony. The thick ink and light colors can be freely retracted and restored, and the colors are with me."

The color on Yan Jue's body came back. He stood quietly on the statue and uttered a few words: "The trial of Lingxi Pavilion is 100%."

Realizing that the landscape painting on the floor was moving, Wang Mo quickly stood up to avoid it, but her speed was still not as fast as the pen and ink.
To be continued...