Chapter 777: I don't know if it will be seasick or not
Feng Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his hands.
Her hands are white and smooth, and her fingers are slender and beautiful. Anyone who looks at her will think that she is a rich girl with no fingers on her fingers.
A mysterious and mysterious aura emanated from her body, and the surface of her slender hands was suddenly shrouded in three kinds of light: silvery white, bright red and aqua blue.
The way of time!
Yes, one day while eating, she inexplicably realized the way of time and space.
For her who has mastered the power of space, there is not much difference between the way of space and time and the way of time.
It was precisely by utilizing the powerful attributes of the Way of Time that she was able to display the three abilities in her reincarnation body at the same moment.
At this time, the aura on her body suddenly surged, and a few wisps of black light appeared faintly on the surface of her palms.
The fourth kind of light!
She is actually challenging the possibility of using four abilities at the same time!
However, these few wisps of weak black light only existed for a few breaths, then quickly dimmed, and soon disappeared without a trace.
This attempt ultimately failed.
Staring at the hands shining with three colors of light, Feng Qingyu looked calm and fell into deep contemplation.
After a while, a hint of light yellow appeared faintly on the surface of these beautiful jade hands.
Obviously, she was not willing to fail and was still trying hard.
"who!"
Suddenly, Feng Qingyu suddenly raised his head and looked at the corner of the room, with a look of vigilance on his face.
"You actually discovered it?"
A black figure slowly walked out from the shadows in the corner, with a handsome face, long white hair, and a black robe embroidered with Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagrams.
It’s actually the mysterious young man Beidou!
"How did you get in?"
After seeing the identity of the visitor, Feng Qingyu's cool and beautiful face showed a rare look of surprise.
Mo Disheng and others were nearby, but Beidou, who was only a spiritual master, had hidden the three saints' perceptions and sneaked into his room quietly. This was undoubtedly something that went against common sense.
"It turns out to be the power of humanity."
The two looked at each other, and when they saw the pale yellow light in Feng Qingyu's eyes, Beidou suddenly became enlightened and said with a smile, "No wonder he has such keen perception."
Listening to his tone, he seemed to know the power of the reincarnation body very well.
"Did you know that my master and the other two palace masters are nearby?" Feng Qingyu couldn't help but threaten him when he saw that he didn't answer the question.
"Don't worry, I just want to talk to you." Beidou made a friendly gesture and said in a calm voice, "There is no malice."
"What do you want to say?"
Feng Qingyu's face gradually calmed down and returned to Gujing Wubo's expression, but the three-color light lingering around her did not dissipate.
"After going through the previous battle, you can probably tell." Beidou smiled lightly and said indifferently, "Even Lord Mo can't do anything to Zhong Wen. His rise is unstoppable. This is very important to us.
That’s not good news.”
"So what?" Feng Qingyu replied coldly, "Guo Tianwei is dead. Even if he has the strength of a saint, we will not be left behind."
"That's now." Beidou stretched out a finger and shook it gently in front of her, "What about the future?"
Feng Qingyu looked at him quietly and didn't answer.
"At such a young age, he has already understood the great truth and is able to leapfrog and fight against saints." Beidou continued, "Once he is promoted to a saint, who else in the world will be his opponent?"
"I will defeat him." Feng Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then opened her lips lightly and replied slowly.
"Yes, in my heart, there is only one person whose qualifications can match his." Beidou stared into her beautiful eyes and said word by word, "That's you."
It seemed that Beidou did not expect that Beidou would say this, a look of surprise flashed in Feng Qingyu's eyes.
"It is said that in ancient times, there was a strong man who used his reincarnation body to dominate the world. He was invincible and ruled an era. The world respected him as the 'Great Sage of Reincarnation.'" Beidou said unhurriedly, "Even such a strong man
, in the realm of Dao Spirit Master, you can only use one six-path ability, but you can use the three methods at the same time. With such a talent, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the first person in history."
"But I still lost." Feng Qingyu listened intently and answered unconsciously.
"That's because you haven't discovered the true power of the reincarnation body yet." Beidou said softly, "And this is also the purpose of my coming here."
"What do you think?" Feng Qingyu couldn't help but ask.
"Your power is far more than that." A strange light flashed in Beidou's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of seductive magic in his voice, "I will make you stronger."
He slowly opened his right hand, and a green fruit appeared in his palm.
The surface of the fruit is as smooth as jade, and its shape is quite strange, almost like a baby curled up in its mother's womb.
"What's this?"
Feng Qingyu's eyes fell on the fruit and could no longer look away.
"Tao Fei Guo." Beidou's answer was concise and concise, cherishing words like gold.
Such an answer was almost equivalent to no answer, and Feng Qingyu suddenly showed a trace of displeasure in his eyes.
"Eat it and you will become the most powerful practitioner in the world."
Seemingly aware of her dissatisfaction, Beidou finally explained, "Even Master Mo will not be your opponent."
"Why should I believe you?" Feng Qingyu looked at him alertly, but did not reach out to pick it up.
"The Taoist Fruit is effective for all cultivators." Beidou said patiently, "You can choose to take it yourself, or you can give it to others. The decision is yours, and I will not interfere."
"You yourself only have the spiritual cultivation level." Feng Qingyu still did not take the fruit, "If this fruit is really so magical, why don't you take it yourself?"
"There are two Taoist Fruits in total." Beidou's answer was accurate, "I will take one myself after I stabilize my state."
"Why don't you give this fruit to the people in Qixing Pavilion?" Feng Qingyu continued to ask.
"They don't deserve it."
Beidou's unexpected answer made her fall into deep thought.
Seeing her in a daze, Beidou smiled slightly, suddenly took two steps forward, stuffed the Taoist Fruit into her hand, then turned around gracefully and returned to the shadow in the corner of the room.
When Feng Qingyu came to his senses and looked around the corner again, there was no trace of Beidou.
Who is he?
Looking down at the embryo-shaped green fruit in his hand, Feng Qingyu fell silent again.
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"Boy, please get on board."
Saint Bing Chi pointed at a huge ship docked at the dock and said enthusiastically.
"Senior, we all have the ability to fly in the air." Lin Zhiyun asked puzzledly, "Why do we still need to take a boat to Bingji Island?"
"Palace Master Lin doesn't know something." Sage Bingchi explained with a smile, "The weather at sea is unpredictable and the scenery changes. It's uncomfortable to fly and it's difficult to tell the direction. It's better to take a boat and enjoy the sea view along the way."
"That's it." Lin Zhiyun nodded, tapped her lotus feet on the ground, and climbed onto the deck happily, "Senior is determined."
"You guys can get on the boat too!"
Saint Bing Chi turned to the other two people and said.
However, the scene in front of him made his head full of black lines and his orifices filled with smoke.
I saw Zhong Wen grabbing his precious daughter's cattails, a man and a woman rubbing their temples together, whispering, their cheeks almost touching each other, so intimate that they seemed not to hear him at all.
"Please! Get on! the ship!"
Saint Bingchi glared at Zhong Wen, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word.
The sound of each word must be sounded harder than the previous word.
"Eh? There is actually a special boat to pick you up?" Zhong Wen finally reacted. When he saw the very grand ship on the beach, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Bing'er, you are so polite!"
Li Bing gently moved his hair away from his forehead with his right hand and smiled at him. His smile was shy and charming, and it was indescribably sultry.
This is the boat I prepared for you!
Also, is your name also called Bing'er?
Veins popped up on Saint Bing Chi's forehead, feeling that his patience was about to come to an end.
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees for some unknown reason.
“Thank you so much!”
As if he noticed something strange about him, Zhong Wen finally stopped dilly-dallying, took Li Bing's little hand, and walked towards the ship. As he walked, he was still talking, "This is my first time going to sea, I don't know if it will happen."
I'm seasick, Bing'er, you have to hold on to me tightly and don't let me fall into the sea."
Stun your sister's boat!
Looking at Zhong Wen who was sticking to his daughter's body like brown candy, Saint Bing Chi clenched his right hand tightly and gritted his teeth.
If he hadn't been sure of victory, he would have been unable to hold himself back long ago and wanted to teach this annoying boy an unforgettable lesson.
What hurts him even more is that even if there is a fight, he is not sure which side his daughter will take.
At the thought of this, Saint Bing Chi's expression suddenly dropped, his eyebrows and nose were squeezed together, and he fell into indescribable sorrow.