C354 Deduction of Spirit Patterns
C354 Deduction of Spirit Patterns
This was simply the legendary technique of an immortal!
The three people that were summoned were shocked silly as they stared blankly at their surroundings. They were unable to recover from their shock for a long time.
" Oh, right, what were you talking about just now?" Jiang Ling turned around and asked Tang Yufeng.
"Nothing, nothing!" Tang Yufeng waved his hand and quickly changed the topic. "How should I address you, senior?"
Jiang Ling heard what he said and was slightly stunned. He thought for a moment.
It was definitely not possible to call him "Ancestor."
If he were to summon a mighty figure from the Upper Realm in the future, and the other party was also a Ancestor, wouldn't that be very awkward?
He searched through his mind and recalled a name from his previous life.
Jiang Ling turned around and looked at the distant haze. It was as if he was recalling the past, as if the past was unbearable to look back on. He said.
"You can call me..."
Jiang Ling paused and said with a sigh.
"Heavenly Sovereign."
When the name resounded in their ears, the entire spatial zone shook. It seemed as if a profound Dao energy was flowing out of it, causing them to feel as if they were hearing the name of a Divine Immortal.
Heavenly Sovereign, this name perfectly portrayed a mysterious, powerful, and profound image!
These two words seemed to be deeply engraved in their minds, and couldn't be erased no matter what.
"Senior Heavenly Sovereign, is there any way you can help me awaken the Spirit Pattern?" A look of anticipation appeared on Han Xiong's face as he looked at Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling turned to look at him, and some rough information about the Nine Provinces flashed through his mind.
Manzhou was located on the left side of the entire Boundless Domain, and it was located in the southwest direction of the Southern Wasteland.
Between the Manzhou and the Southern Wasteland, there were many mountains separated from the "Vast Ocean."
The wind and earth here were completely different from the Southern Wasteland. This race called the "Barbarian Race" lived here. Their divine souls were special, and they were unable to absorb spiritual energy into their bodies, so naturally, they were unable to cultivate.
However, the bodies of the Barbarian Race were incomparably robust. They would use some secret techniques to place the green tattoos on their bodies. These were called "Spirit Pattern," and they had the power to summon the wind and summon the rain, pluck the moon and pluck the stars.
Their strength was not much different from the cultivators of the other continents.
When the barbarian was sixteen years old, they would participate in the test to see if they had the qualifications to awaken the Spirit Pattern.
If they did not, they would naturally become the object of disdain and ridicule.
He returned to the special space.
Han Xiong had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was tall and strong like a brown bear. The people who were squatting and standing were all as tall as him. If he stood up, he would be at least two meters tall!
Was he really sixteen years old? !
Jiang Ling's heart twitched.
This unlucky child must have failed to awaken his Spirit Pattern and was discriminated against by others, or perhaps he was the unlucky one whose family had been trampled upon by others.
However, wait a moment.
If he didn't awaken the Spirit Pattern, he didn't seem to be a cultivator. At most, he would be a First Grade Blood Moving Stage!
First Grade!
"F * ck! System, you f * cking tricked me! What about the so-called summoning of powerhouses? "
"This is an expert?"
"I'm afraid it's the strongest person in the entire village who can fight! "
Jiang Ling was speechless. Then he saw the hopeful eyes below.
It was the same look he had when he started cultivating and looked at the old man.
Sigh, forget it. In any case, Jiang Ling would also receive a reward for this unlucky child's advancement in the future.
It was also a matter of raising his hand to become an expert. He would definitely make a profit without losing anything.
The other two wouldn't be as scammed as him, right?
"Mm." Jiang Ling looked at Han Xiong and pondered for a moment. Then, he looked at Han Xiong and sized him up.
Han Xiong felt that Heavenly Sovereign's eyes seemed to have passed through his skin, directly into his flesh, scanning back and forth.
"There is a way, but it is just a little painful." Jiang Ling said seriously.
Hearing this, Han Xiong's face turned red with excitement. He could not help but stand up and say:
"Heavenly Sovereign, I beg you to help me!"
He didn't seem to take the second half of what I said.
"It might hurt. Are you sure you want me to help you?" Jiang Ling asked again with a conscience.
"To be able to awaken the Spirit Pattern, suffering is nothing!"
Seeing the firm look on the other party's face, Jiang Ling did not say anything else. He stretched out his finger and pointed.
"Weng!"
Tang Yufeng and Bai Mingyue saw a mysterious light shoot out from Heavenly Sovereign's hand and landed on Han Xiong's body.
Immediately, a dazzling silver light burst out from his body. A powerful Qi surged like a tidal wave, shocking both of them.
Following that, the Qi on Han Xiong's body became stronger and stronger, producing muffled rumbles.
"Heavenly Sovereign is actually so powerful that even a person without any cultivation base is like this..."
Before the two of them could finish their exclamations, a sudden change occurred.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Han Xiong transformed into a ball of Blood Mist amidst the silver light!
"F * ck!" Tang Yufeng's face turned green, and he couldn't help but curse.
"I've already said that the awakening of the Spirit Pattern in the barbarian race is something that is destined to happen. It can't be changed! This Heavenly Sovereign is being too arrogant!"
Bai Mingyue looked at the Blood Mist, and also frowned. She secretly sighed.
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." On the main seat, Heavenly Sovereign's tone was apologetic.
"Haha, no problem." Below, Tang Yufeng smiled and did not know what was on his mind.
They were now in this mysterious spatial zone, so they didn't dare show any dissatisfaction towards Heavenly Sovereign.
However, the feeling of their opponent's strength had dropped a lot in their hearts.
"Little brother, I'm sorry." After Heavenly Sovereign finished speaking, he pointed with his finger, and another silver light shone on the Blood Mist.
"Buzz!"
In their eyes, they could clearly see that the Blood Mist was constantly distorting, and finally changing into Han Xiong's appearance.
"What!?" The two of them lost their voice in shock and cried out in alarm.
They rubbed their eyes and looked at Han Xiong carefully, but he was unharmed, just like before!
"What kind of extraordinary technique is this!?"
"Even the legendary almighty beings from the Upper Realm can't do it!"
"What is Heavenly Sovereign's background? Could he be an existence from the Upper Realm? !”
A storm was stirred in their hearts. The doubts and mocking thoughts just now were all gone. What was left was only fear and shock.
"I came back to life? !!" Han Xiong looked at his hands and feet dumbly.
Just now, he felt his body heat up, and his mind flashed with the word "finished," and then exploded.
"The meridians and divine souls of the barbarians are different from ordinary people. Do you still want to try if you make a mistake?" Jiang Ling said to Han Xiong in a friendly manner.
"Try!" Han Xiong clenched his fists and a word jumped out from between his teeth.
Without the Spirit Pattern, it would be no different than death!
"Alright!" Seeing his determined look, Jiang Ling did not say anything. He sent another silver light over.
"Weng! Silver light flowed on Han Xiong's body, flowing along his bones, flesh, and muscles.
Bai Mingyue and Tang Yufeng did not look at Han Xiong this time. They looked at Heavenly Sovereign, who was sitting on the chair.
Heavenly Sovereign's eyes were closed, and his right hand was drawing in the air. As if he was playing with the strings of fate, the stars on the chessboard gradually lit up. The two of them looked at the stars and saw that they were connected to each other in a profound, ancient, and complicated line.
It was like the circulation route of a cultivation technique!
"Heavenly Sovereign is deducing a cultivation technique!"
In a split second, this correct answer appeared in their minds.
"Boom!" Han Xiong turned into a Blood Mist again.
"Buzz!" With Heavenly Sovereign's finger, Han Xiong came back to life again.
"Are you coming?" Heavenly Sovereign asked.
Han Xiong nodded.
A silver light lit up for the third time.
As the explosions rang out, the time Han Xiong "persisted" for grew longer and longer.
Tang Yufeng and Bai Mingyue's eyes were wide open and their mouths were wide open. They looked at the scene of "dying and dying," and they were shocked to the point of becoming numb to it.
The star patterns on the chessboard glittered with starlight and became more and more profound. The patterns were densely packed, making the two of them feel dizzy just by looking at them.
"Bang!"
Finally, the stars on the chessboard shone brightly. It was as if all the stars in the sky had appeared in front of everyone. Then, the light shrunk and turned into a mysterious pattern that landed on Heavenly Sovereign's hand.
The three of them widened their eyes like copper bells. They all knew that the deduction of the cultivation technique had succeeded!"