Two months later, in the secret room of the Grand Metropolitan Palace, Lu Ye and Fu Wei sat opposite each other.
The latter looked bitter: "Senior brother, don't you tell me what to calculate specifically, how should I calculate?"
The half-year period that he had agreed with Fu Wei had arrived. Seeing that he had good qi and blood recently, Lu Ye called him over and asked him to give him a divination.
Lu Ye has never had a clue to the transformation path of the talent tree. At present, he can only place his hope on Fu Wei to see if he can point him a clear way with his means.
But the problem is stuck here. Lu Ye cannot tell Fu Wei about the talented tree. Fu Wei is very confused. There is usually a clear direction for the calculation. For example, last time, he helped Lu Ye calculate where he gained.
Lu Ye looked at him steadily, with an expression that it was your business.
Fu Wei felt a headache: "Senior brother, I will ask you a few questions and you can try to answer them."
"Okay!" Lu Ye nodded.
"This is related to your practice?"
Lu Ye nodded.
"It has nothing to do with fighting?" Fu Wei asked again.
Lu Ye thought about it and found that the talent tree itself could not be used in combat, but many Taoist patterns were OK, such as the talent tree clone.
“Some connections.”
Wei Wei became even more confused. It was related to both practice and fighting. In a trance, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the Panshan Knife on Lu Ye's waist, and immediately showed a thoughtful look.
Is the senior brother not a Taoist soldier? For a monk, only this thing is related to both. The monk relies on Taoist soldiers in combination with Taoist soldiers, especially Lu Ye is currently practicing Taoist cultivation, and is about to face this problem.
Taoist soldiers will also play a crucial role when fighting with people.
With the direction, he seemed much more relaxed and nodded, "Senior Brother, wait a moment, I'll give it a try!"
As he said this, he flipped his palm and suddenly six tortoise shells appeared.
When he calculated the last time, he used three pieces, and this time he seemed to be much more serious than last time.
While Lu Ye looked at it, he saw that Fu Wei threw these six tortoise shells in front of him. The tortoise shells did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in the air, each lingering around Fu Wei according to different trajectories and directions.
Just like last time, he looked solemn and muttered something.
The six rotating tortoise shells were spinning faster and faster, and gradually formed an airtight barrier beside him. Many rumored lines flowed on it, looking unpredictable.
At first everything was normal, but at some point, Lu Ye suddenly found that the aura on Fu Wei's body became unstable, and his face suddenly pale.
It was at this moment that Fu Wei suddenly opened his eyes.
But his eyes lost all the blackness, leaving only a piece of snow-white, trembling violently.
He seemed to have seen something incredible, and his face showed an extremely panic-looking look, and suddenly screamed: "Mom!"
His body suddenly fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground with a loud bang.
There was a crisp sound, and six tortoise shells lingering beside him were all broken. A huge scar suddenly ran across the chest, with bones visible deep and blood flowing.
Lu Ye quickly got up, picked him up and hid him behind him, raised his hand and pulled out the Panshan Knife, and looked around vigilantly.
But no matter how he investigated, he found no signs of invasion. The restrictions and formations of the entire mansion were intact, and from beginning to end, Yuan Xi, who was in charge of the city, did not react at all.
"Senior Brother..." Fu Wei's extremely weak voice came from behind him.
Lu Ye turned his head and saw that his eyes had returned to normal, but they were gray and seemed to have lost their luster. He was extremely weak, his body was covered in cold sweat and his clothes were wet.
"It's not that he was attacked..." He forced himself to sit down, "I saw something."
"What did you see?" Lu Ye frowned.
I couldn't figure it out, he just asked Fu Wei to help calculate the direction of the transformation of the talent tree, but why did it suddenly become like this?
And since it was not a sneak attack, what was the case with Fu Wei's injuries?
While asking questions, Lu Ye made a brief investigation and his expression changed.
There was a force that was extremely familiar to him on the wound of Fu Wei!
The power of sorrow!
Looking at the entire inner world, only Shang can exert the power of Shang, but Shang is Ba Qiu's Taoist soldier, how could he hurt Fu Wei? And it was in such a place.
"I..." Fu Wei opened his mouth and recalled the scene he had just seen, which was hard to accept for a moment, but this was what he saw. For the Bu clan, seeing was real.
"Senior brother, you will have a battle with Ba Qiu... a battle of life and death!" He said with a heavy tone.
What he could not accept was not the confrontation between Lu Ye and Ba Qiu, but a deeper involvement.
Lu Ye was his chosen destiny and was also guided by the old patriarch. However, Ba Qiu was the destiny of the old patriarch. He shared life and death with each other, and was one with honor and disgrace. If there was a battle between the two destinies, wouldn’t that mean the confrontation between him and the old patriarch?
No matter what the result of such a confrontation was, it was not something he was willing to accept.
"What are you doing?" Lu Ye suddenly said unhappy.
Not to mention that he and Ba Qiu are currently in a huge gap in strength and there is no possibility of confrontation, just talk about their relationship with each other and there is no grudge at all. Why do we have to fight for life and death?
Moreover, the relationship between Liao and Shang is also very good. If such a relationship continues, it will not be said that if you can become friends in the future, you will not become enemies.
"I didn't ask you to help me calculate the direction of my future practice. Why did you see these things?"
"I don't know either?" Fu Wei shook his head.
Lu Ye frowned.
He has seen Fu Wei's ability. Whether it is in the spectacle of the wonders or the fantasy of the fantasy, it shows that this kid is very good at the way of spectacle.
But what are you counting now? Take a step back and say that even if he grows to the level of Ba Qiu in the future, there will be some disagreement with Ba Qiu. But when he really reaches this level, there is no irreconcilable grudge, and he will not be able to face life and death.
Then he suddenly remembered that Mingyuelun had asked him to avenge him. After being rejected, Mingyuelun made it clear that some things would happen even if he didn't want them.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Mingyuelun had already had a foreshadowing of her own breakdown at that time, and the target she wanted to take revenge was undoubtedly Ba Qiu.
First there is the bright moon wheel, and now there is Fu Wei. Could it be that there will be a battle between me and Ba Qiu?
But even so, at most it is just a competition and there will be no battle between life and death.
"What else have you seen?" Lu Ye felt it was better to ask clearly.
Fu Wei shook his head and said, "Many things can't be seen clearly, hazy, oh by the way, there seems to be a tree behind my senior brother, with roots hanging down and tangled around the void!"
Lu Ye suddenly narrowed his eyes: "What kind of tree?"
"Golden, very big, and it seems to be burning. I don't know what it is. I have never seen it before. Its roots seem to be wrapped around Baqiu's Taoist soldiers, and they are devouring something crazy..."
The golden tree is like a burning big tree, and it is undoubtedly a talent tree.
Fu Wei actually saw the talent tree!
But since Lu Ye obtained the Talent Tree, it has been hidden in his body and has never been revealed. How did Fu Wei see it? Could it be said that the Talent Tree can be revealed after it has transformed again?
The roots hang down, wrap around the void, and swallow Baqiu's Taoist soldiers.
Sorrow is the most treasure! Can the talent tree swallow it?
Lu Ye's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bold idea came to his mind.
"Senior brother, my head hurts so much..." Fu Wei showed a painful expression, "My chest hurts too, and I feel that my strength seems to be sealed by a kind of power."
"What's wrong with your injury?" Lu Ye didn't understand this yet.
Even though Fu Wei saw some amazing things, the injuries caused were somewhat inexplicable.
"This is a sword from the future!" Fu Wei explained with his head in his arms, "The fate of Senior Ba Qiu cannot be seen, this is the backlash of the fortune-telling."
A sword from the future!
Lu Ye was frightened. No wonder he didn't find any traces of being invaded, and he felt that this was the power of sorrow.
In fact, this is the power of sorrow, but it was triggered by Fu Wei's peeking into a corner of the future.
Could this guy really happen?
"The last question is, who won the battle between me and Ba Qiu?" Lu Yewen.
Fu Wei shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't see the result..."
Lu Ye nodded and stopped exploring it. He asked that question just because he was simply curious and would not take it seriously. Even if he and Ba Qiu really had a life-and-death battle in the future, the answer Fu Wei told him at this moment would not affect his mentality at all.
"Sit down!" Lu Ye ordered, sat cross-legged opposite Fu Wei, raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, activate the power of the talent tree to help him burn the power of the sect.
This time, it was because of himself that he caused Fu Wei to suffer. After this calculation, he would be seriously injured and would have to recover for at least half a year before he could recover. If he was still affected by the power of sect in this weak state, the recovery period would inevitably be longer.
Lu Ye couldn't help him quickly recover his lost vitality, and at least he could help him resolve the power of sorrow.
Fu Wei hummed and looked very uncomfortable.
It is not easy to dissolve the power of sect, because sect is already at the level of treasure, and the power lingers in the wound belongs to the power of the treasure.
Before, every time Lu Ye helped him resolve it, it took ten days and half a month.
However, this time the progress was obviously faster, because Lu Ye discovered that the power of sorrow left by the future sword was much weaker than what he had suffered before.
So it took only three days before and the sorrowful power on Wei Wei was completely resolved.
He was shocked!
If anyone in the inner world knows Ba Qiu best, it must be the old Bu clan who followed him back then.
The old Bu clan and Fu Wei have talked about the world about the world, so Fu Wei certainly knows the bizarreness and difficulty of the power of the sect.
This is a force that the other ten Hedao City Lords are extremely afraid of. Once they are injured by Ba Qiu during the fight, their strength will inevitably be weaker. The more severe the injury, the greater the impact they will be.
Even if a strong man on the same level as Ba Qiu wants to resolve it, he will have to pay a huge price.
As for ordinary Taoism... there is no means or ability to resolve it at all.
But Lu Ye and Rongdao did this in three days. How could Fu Wei not be shocked?