I have a thousand times drop rate

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the Wang family's martial arts competition was already a few days ago.

Even though everyone outside was discussing and discussing the matter of Luohe.

At this moment, in an open space in the back mountain, a faint blue light flickered, and a faint blue rune, which seemed to be composed of pure energy, was floating above his head, and Luo He was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

Under the shade of the trees, the breeze blows.

It seems that the surrounding area is quiet, but the mysterious runes move automatically without wind, and from time to time, layers of faint blue waves rippling out of thin air fill the surrounding area.

Like the waves of a river, whistling non-stop.

At the beginning, these layers of waves still appeared for a moment from time to time.

However, as time passed, the waves became faster and faster, more and more urgent, and soon it was like a turbulent torrent.

"Ding dong... Congratulations to the host for using the esoteric rune and successfully comprehending the power of the primary torrent artistic conception..."

"Name: Torrent Artistic Conception."

"Level: None."

"Attribute: special power."

"Description: A magical comprehension, comprehending this artistic conception, will be able to drive the meaning of the torrent to bless oneself, so that the attack speed and movement speed will be increased by more than ten times..."

Immediately, blue light flickered all over Luohe's body, and amidst the loud crashing water waves, when he opened his eyes, he only swayed slightly.

It's just that he saw the lasing shot out, and the next moment, he teleported and appeared on a boulder 20 meters away.

When the long sword was changed out of thin air, he swung it forward at will, and a large rush of water waves shot out.

Immediately hitting the surrounding area, the towering trees seemed to have been hit by thousands of attacks for a moment, and they were hit with hundreds of holes and wounds.

"Crack..."

The trees pierced by countless holes couldn't hold up after all. When it collapsed, Luohe couldn't bear it either, and laughed.

The power of profound truth is also called the power of artistic conception.

It is not a martial skill, nor is it a practice, it is more like a wonderful understanding of the artistic conception of heaven and earth.

This thing is different from martial arts and martial arts. It can only be understood by oneself, and cannot be taught. It is extremely mysterious and makes thousands of people in martial arts yearn for it.

Once it is successfully practiced, its power will increase greatly, far exceeding that of ordinary warriors.

Legend has it that only those above the earth grade have a one-in-a-billion chance of being able to communicate with the world and cultivate the power of artistic conception.

This Wang Heng is able to cultivate such power, he is really a peerless genius.

Thinking of this, Luohe spread his palms again, similar to two faint blue runes floating in his hands and said: "Kill Wang Heng, such a rune has already made him proficient in the power of the torrent artistic conception, then, all three Using it, the power will definitely increase greatly, far surpassing Wang Heng."

Realizing this, without further ado, Luohe printed two more runes towards him.

Immediately, the brows lit up slightly, and a wonderful comprehension consciousness flowed in his mind. He could clearly feel that his comprehension of the torrent artistic conception was a little more proficient.

This made him admire Wang Heng even more, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

It would be a pity for such a genius to die.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if it could be used for oneself?
Thinking about it in his heart, Luohe pinched his fingertips, and then a flash of ashes and sparks flashed, and then the true energy of the spirit wood in his body was poured away.

Ashes and sparks are the remaining embers of life.

Feeling Luohe's true energy, this thing turned red for a while, frantically absorbing a large amount of true energy.

This method can revive life, it is extremely miraculous, but it is also beyond the grasp of ordinary people.

In just a few short breaths, nearly a hundred true qi had already been sucked away.

This is because the amount of Luohe's zhenqi is huge, more than a hundred times more than ordinary people.

If it were someone else, he would have already been sucked into a living person and fucked.

"Ding dong... The host infused 270 qi into the host, successfully resuscitating life..."

After about a few breaths, the embers became more and more dazzling.

After receiving a large amount of true energy as fuel, and even resurgent, a raging flame was ignited.

Soon, when the flames were stirring, it quietly fell into the palm of Luohe, changing into a figure with hands, feet, limbs and clothes. As for this person, it was naturally Wang Heng.

Body shape, expression, everything is exactly the same.

The only difference is that when looking at Luohe, the expression that should have been haughty and cold, now in the depths of the eyes, after a flash of ashes flashed, it turned into an extremely humble and humble.

"Kneel down for me."

With just a thought, the genius of the Wang family, who would rather die than surrender a few days ago, bent his knees and knelt in front of Luo He without hesitation.

Immediately, the corner of Luohe's mouth curled up, and he said again: "Come, attack me..."

After saying these words, Wang Heng drew his sword out of its sheath instantly, and the torrent of sword energy shot out.

The torrent water curtain was extremely cold, and the impacted space was distorted.

But just as he was about to hit Luohe, with a single swipe of his finger, all the fierce aura dissipated, and it directly collapsed into a pool of water stains that spilled all over the ground.

"stop……"

Seeing that the opponent was about to make a move, Luo He gave another order.

Then, feeling the attack just now, he nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, the fifth level of the seed orifice, the primary torrent artistic conception, and the cultivation level is not worse than before."

"It's a pity that you are still too weak now, you are not even qualified to be my servant..."

Muttering something in his mouth, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's go, leave Heishui City, leave Dasheng Dynasty, and work hard to become stronger. Maybe, I will consider letting you stay by my side in the future."

Life from ashes is the rebirth of the dead.

But just like the living, there is still unlimited growth potential.

He was a genius before death, but after rebirth, he is already a genius with immeasurable growth.

The only difference, maybe they used to be the favored sons of a certain family or sect.

And now they are just pawns in Luohe's hands that can automatically fight monsters and upgrade.

No matter how powerful they become in the future, they will be controlled by Luo He in the end. From body to spirit, they cannot escape Luo He's slavery at all.

Thinking of this, seeing Wang Heng's back disappearing into the depths of the woods without saying a word, Luohe couldn't help but hunt down a few more geniuses, and then let them wander the world, grow their strength, and use them for themselves in the future.

However, this idea is just a thought.

After all, although he is arrogant, he will strike at the slightest disagreement.

However, the people who were killed were all enemies who offended him, and it was not to the point of turning into a murderous maniac and killing people everywhere for the sake of power.

Moreover, there are still some things that have not been dealt with properly, but I don't have that kind of thought.

Realizing this, he immediately looked at the sun that was gradually approaching noon, and felt that it was almost time, so he headed towards the Luo Family Elite Disciple Hall.