The first silver needle was suspended 0.1 centimeter above Monk Wujin's chest. Li Suixin had another silver needle in his hand and twisted it quickly.

What was lingering on the second silver needle was no longer golden mist, but a black mist.

When the second silver needle was wrapped in dark mist and suspended on the chest of Monk Wujin, the third silver needle immediately appeared in Li Suixin's hand with green waves...

Ordinary people looked at Li Suixin at this time, as if they were watching an exquisite magic show. Although they were surprised, they were more appreciative.

Even Meng Youyan, who was standing next to Li Suixin, was no exception. She looked at it with her big eyes without blinking, but she couldn't figure out why these silver needles were hanging in the air.

But these innate Qi Refining Realm monks in the big living room were all so shocked that they could hardly believe their eyes.

Each of them can clearly see the different colors of light swirling around the silver needle. To a certain extent, some of them can easily do one of these things.

But it is precisely because of this that all the innate Qi refining realms, including Tao Ruyi and Lin Zhenyue, were so shocked.

Tao Ruyi can easily activate the magic power to make white ice flowers surround the silver needle, making the silver needle stand in the air.

The golden branch can easily activate the magic power to make the golden mist wrap the silver needle, even better than Li Suixin.

Jiao Zuishan can easily activate his magic power to release flames to wrap the silver needle, and lift the silver needle to make it float...

However, each of them can almost only master one attribute of energy, and each of them also only possesses the talent of one attribute.

But Li Suixin can freely switch between mana or energy of various attributes.

How... is this possible?

Tao Ruyi stared at Li Suixin, her cold eyes gradually becoming solemn. In the large sleeves of the Taoist robe, a pink-white jade-like hand opened and closed, and a small mobile phone appeared in her hand.

She didn't look at the screen of her phone at all. The look she looked at Li Suixin became cold again, but the little hand in her sleeve quickly clicked on the phone, not knowing what message was sent.

Lin Zhenyue frowned, and although his eyes were still looking at the silver needle floating on Monk Wujin's body, his mind began to make deep calculations.

The other Xiantian Qi Refining Realm monks also had their own plans, and the look they looked at Li Suixin was quite intriguing.

Li Suixin seemed unaware of this, and actually used silver needles to arrange a simplified version of the "Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array" on Monk Wujin's chest and right arm.

When the last silver needle flickered with fire and floated on Monk Wu's right arm, there was a soft "buzz" sound, and the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array began to operate.

The radiance of different colors are connected together, influencing each other, supporting each other, changing each other, and forming a subtle cycle in a state of automatically maintaining balance.

Monk Wujin has always guarded his Dantian, kept his mind introverted, and gathered all his magic power in one place, for fear of being secretly plotted by Li Suixin.

When the first silver needle was suspended on his body, other than the sharp aura making him feel uncomfortable, there didn't seem to be any special feeling.

But as the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Formation was first formed, he immediately felt something unusual.

After a soft "buzz" sound, he actually felt like he was out of control with his body.

But the mana that usually moved freely like an arm and a finger suddenly became restless like a tame pet and began to struggle endlessly in his body.

After being restrained to no avail, Monk Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, turned to look at Li Suixin and yelled in panic: "Li Suixin, what did you do to me?"

This is so aggrieved... Li Suixin frowned, you are fat and fat, but you are also a greasy old monk, please don't say such ambiguous words.

Lin Zhenyue on the side said impatiently: "Wu Ban, are you looking for death?"

Just five words made Monk Wuji's fat body tremble unconsciously. He could only suppress the fear in his heart and endure the drastic changes in his body.

Sweat poured out from all over his body, quickly making the large monk's robes damp, and his bald head looked as if it had been washed with water.

Even if he tried his best to contend with this formation that seemed to have no contact with his body, it was still to no avail.

The mana stored in his Dantian was transferred uncontrollably, making Monk Wuzhen almost think that he was about to lose his cultivation, with a look of despair on his face.

At this moment, Lin Zhenyue almost put his eyes within two feet of Monk Wujin.

However, his eyes hardly stayed on Monk Wujin, but stared closely at the silver needles standing in the air in front of him.

The closer you get, the more you can truly feel that the small formation in front of you is releasing attraction in all directions, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding air to converge into the formation.

Even when he was standing next to him, he seemed to be wrapped and pulled by a weak invisible air current, and the magic power in his body also responded weakly. This feeling was vague, but it really existed.

This was enough to shock Lin Zhenyue, but what shocked him even more was the fluctuation of mana in Monk Wujin's body.

Because, as Li Suixin said before, Monk Wujin's magic power was actually stripped away, and the water attribute energy contained in it slowly but unstoppably gathered on the right arm.

Lin Zhenyue knew very well that Monk Wujin would never cooperate with Li Suixin in acting, he just couldn't resist.

Moreover, even if he wanted to cooperate, he did not have the ability to separate the water attribute energy in his body.

After confirming this, Lin Zhenyue stood up straight, looked around, and solemnly said: "Everyone, Lin is sure that what Suixin said is true.

I think the winner of this second competition is still Mo Shucai! If you don’t agree with this result, you can come on stage and verify it for yourself."

Everyone looked at each other in shock. You have said this. Who among us dares to question this result?

Moreover, the fact was right in front of them. Although they were far away and could not sense the power of the Nine Palaces Spirit Gathering Array in subtle ways, they could still see Monk Wuji sweating through his clothes and looking desperate.

After waiting for a few seconds, Lin Zhenyue nodded, turned to look at Li Suixin, admiring his eyes, and said with a rare smile: "Young friend Suixin is amazing, congratulations on winning again!"

Li Suixin smiled calmly and said: "Mr. Lin is overly praised, it's just a small trick."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and flicked it. The silver needles suspended above the body of Monk Wujin seemed to be pulled, and each one returned to Li Suixin's hand like a bird returning to its nest.

Putting the silver needle into the acupuncture bag, Li Suixin paid no attention to Monk Wuji, who was lying on the table as if he was exhausted, and exchanged a few words with Lin Zhenyue on the side.

Meng Youyan hesitated for a moment, but still did not step forward to help. Instead, she called two service staff to help Monk Wujin.

Monk Wuji was filled with resentment and lay here like a salted fish, completely losing his face.

An extraordinary person who was in the innate Qi refining realm and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals was actually used as a guinea pig for experiments.

What a shame!

What's hateful is that even a woman who dresses openly feels a little disgusted with herself.

Before the two service staff could get close to him, he got off the table and appeared next to Meng Youyan.
Chapter completed!