Plop!

By the morning of the second day.

Peng Shui finally couldn't hold on any longer. He rolled his eyes, fell to the ground and fainted.

After bleeding for a day and a night, even the monster couldn't bear it, let alone him.

I don't know how long it took before Peng Shui regained consciousness again.

Feeling dizzy and weak.

Let alone stand up, I don't even have the strength to speak.

Then, he saw Qin Cheng get up and walk towards the fairy grass on the table beside him.

Although Xiao Long and Zheng Yue feel a little weird in character, these fairy herbs are good things.

Peng Shui was a little touched. Although the relationship between the two was not harmonious, after all, they were now working together to survive. This boy seemed to have some conscience and knew how to supplement himself with fairy grass.

However, Peng Shui waited eagerly until Qin Cheng picked up the fairy grass.

But they only saw Qin Cheng eating alone.

This is normal, Peng Shui comforted himself.

After all, both of them were very tired, so it was reasonable for Qin Cheng to make up for his own losses first.

However, after waiting and waiting, when Qin Cheng stopped eating, Peng Shui thought to himself that it was his turn now.

As a result, Qin Cheng walked up to him empty-handed.

Checked his breath.

"Well, he's not dead yet."

Then, Qin Cheng left.

"Leave? You just left."

If Peng Shui had the strength to make expressions now, he would be stunned, as if struck by thunder.

You kid swallowed a few fairy grasses and didn't give them to me. Just help me up.

I can't bear to part with the fairy grass, but I think that bowl of white porridge looks pretty good.

What kind of humanity are you? You are so wicked!

Furious, Peng Shui's eyes darkened, and he fainted again.

But in the end, Qin Cheng still gave Peng Shui the bowl of slightly spiritual white porridge.

Although this guy didn't die, he was really working hard.

After one day and one night, Qin Cheng thoroughly recorded the entire communication trace of the divine pattern.

There is no need for Peng Shui to bleed anymore, just leave it aside to rest.

Qin Cheng chewed the fairy grass and began to carve the divine patterns with the power of his mind.

These jelly herbs Zheng Yue brought are all medicinal herbs to replenish the spirit.

It just suits my current situation.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the seventh day.

It was close to noon, and in the pavilion, Xiao Long and Zheng Yue were meditating.

Just when the two of them felt that Qincheng had no hope of success, a muffled sound suddenly came from inside the thatched house.

The two people looked at each other suddenly, and then their faces showed surprise.

I saw a pillar of light suddenly rising from the house, and the dazzling light penetrated directly into the sky.

Then, spiritual energy from all directions gathered crazily towards the thatched house.

Wisps of divine light burst out from the house, turning into thousands of rays of light, just like the sun rising.

"It's the natal divine pattern. On the seventh day, junior brother, he really condensed it."

Feeling the strange fluctuations of heaven and earth, it seems that something mysterious is condensed here.

Both Xiao Long and Zheng Yue's expressions changed, a little unbelievable.

They have also condensed the natal divine patterns, and naturally know the changes in the world when this object was first born.

It's just that after they failed within seven days, they used other methods to gather together, resulting in a limited future.

But what Qincheng condenses is the genuine and pure life pattern.

Both in terms of time and quality, it far surpassed the two so-called array geniuses.

"Come over and have a look!"

The two of them couldn't help it any longer. Although it was not time yet, they flew up and arrived outside the thatched house in a few steps.

"Junior brother."

Xiao Long called out and couldn't help but push open the door without waiting for Qin Cheng's reply.

"It is indeed the Flawless Life Mark."

When they saw the translucent divine pattern suspended in front of Qin Cheng, both Xiao Long and Xiao Long were surprised again.

At this time, there was a palm-sized divine pattern suspended in Qin Cheng's palm. It was as clean as snowflakes, crystal clear, and the lines were magnificent and wonderful.

Thousands of brilliance permeate from this object, as if it carries an indescribable nobility.

There are many types of divine patterns, and the same is true for natal divine patterns.

But the highest quality among them is the flawless life pattern that Qin Cheng has condensed at this time.

Because of its high purity, it can have unlimited room for change.

Unlike the two people, their fate lines have already been determined.

"Is this thing called a life mark?"

Qin Cheng's heart moved.

I was surprised before that the divine patterns on the wooden pillars were much more complicated than the divine patterns I had seen before.

"Two senior brothers and sisters, I don't know why, although I have condensed this fate pattern, I can't grasp it. What's the reason?" Qin Cheng said suddenly.

"Can't control it? That's wrong. The natal divine mark is the condensed energy of your mind, which is equivalent to being one with your soul. You should be able to control it with just a thought."

Xiao Long was stunned when he heard this, a little surprised.
Chapter completed!