The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 89 Transformation Dafa
In the dim wooden house, Ye Wuxin sat cross-legged on the ground with an indifferent expression.

"Every time I see Ye Erniang, my emotions will quickly enter a state of collapse. As my skills improve, this feeling will become stronger."

"Same root, same origin, does a rising tide lift all boats?"

Ye Wuxin snorted coldly, and a trace of thought entered the system space.

He didn't believe that the emotional points accumulated in the past few days, coupled with his internal strength of more than [-] years, could not solve this hidden danger.

Within the system space, the original white jade small cauldron was faintly permeated with chill, and a touch of blue slowly soaked into the white jade.

"It's about to be completed. When the day of Dacheng is achieved, at least 30 years of skill can be added, which is also of great benefit to Mingyu Gong."

Turning his gaze, the remaining 5 emotional points were quickly consumed and converted into five intermediate roulette draws.

The huge roulette was spinning rapidly and stopped in the blink of an eye, and a cheat book written in a special script fell into Ye Wuxin's hands.

[Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill (Three Stars)]

[Evaluation: XZ Esoteric Dharma Protector Magical Art, if practiced to the highest level, one can have the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants. 】

[Remarks: Thirteen elephants?Thirteen tusks! 】

It is useful, but not very useful. This is Ye Wuxin's view on this martial art. Practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna is purely a matter of talent. He has no patience to practice this body training method now.

Frowning, the roulette spins again.

This time, with a burst of dazzling white light, a red gourd fell into his hands.

Indistinctly, a strong smell pierced into the nostrils, which made people quite intoxicated.

[Drinking Monk's Wine Gourd (Two Stars)]

[Evaluation: The wine gourd that the wine monk wears next to him, which contains his treasured wine. 】

Hehe, another piece of rubbish, if he could take a second look at the Nine Suns Divine Art, how could a broken wine gourd get two stars.

Throwing it into the pile of debris, the bloodshot eyes in Ye Wuxin's eyes slowly disappeared, and he continued to run the Ming Yu Gong, which suppressed that inexplicable emotion.

"continue."

At this moment, an inexplicable smile emerged, and the roulette started spinning again, and it didn't stop until a long time later.

From the moment the pointer stopped, a phantom appeared in front of Ye Wuxin, faintly familiar to Ye Wuxin.

After a long time, the phantom gradually solidified, and a slender, down-and-out man in a white-washed clean cloth gown and holding an erhu appeared in front of him.

[Character card: Mr. Mo Da (three stars)]

[Evaluation: The sword is hidden in the qin, and the sword makes the sound of the qin. 】

The phantom gradually shattered and merged into Ye Wuxin's body, and even Ye Wuxin's expression became quite downcast.

"Hey, I was hit by a thunderbolt, can the situation be any worse?"

As the roulette slowly stopped, Ye Wuxin frowned, her expression becoming extremely lonely.As it turns out, the situation could indeed be a little worse.

[Character card: Wei Xiaobao (one star)]

[Evaluation: Clever and cunning, good luck. 】

In an instant, a phantom with a slightly slippery expression turned into fragments and melted into Ye Wuxin's body.

At this moment, that expressionless face was a little more lonely and slippery, coupled with a trace of coldness from Ming Yugong, the whole person's temperament became indescribably strange.

After a long silence, a trace of indifference flashed in Ye Wuxin's eyes.

"continue!"

The roulette was spinning crazily, and the slightest bit of mental oppression could crush Ye Wuxin, who was on the verge of collapse, at any time.

With the disappearance of the last lottery chance, a bloody book fell in front of him.

【Blood River Excalibur (Three Stars)】

[Evaluation: A river of blood flows out of a sword. 】

With a hook at the corner of his mouth, the madness in his eyes reappeared.

"Is that all? Consume that high-level lottery draw, and I want to see what tricks you can play."

As soon as the words fell, a crystal white jade turntable appeared in front of Ye Wuxin, and the black hands spun rapidly, waiting for the final result.

Just when he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, books fell from the roulette and piled up in front of Ye Wuxin.

[Transformation Dafa (six stars)]

[Evaluation: Jinguang's first miracle. 】

[Remarks: Those who are not determined will be trapped in life and death and cannot extricate themselves. 】

"It turned out to be it!"

Ye Wuxin looked shocked, with an unbelievable look, and his spirit, which was originally affected by many emotions, was also lifted up a lot.

Transformation Dafa, a by-product of a person's pursuit of immortality, every time he undergoes a transformation, his skill and physical potential will be greatly enhanced.

There are all kinds of supernatural powers, Ye Wuxin is not too clear, but the price is also very obvious, that is, random loss of part of memory.

Unless there is a granulation needle or Yan Wangling backing up the memory in advance, it will never be able to recall those lost memories.

After quickly flipping through these classics, Ye Wuxin's expression became colder and colder.

"Even this system of unknown origin doesn't have the side effect of being able to restore memory loss? Then it depends on fate. The world and the earth work together, and the hero is not free when transported, hahahaha."

After writing down all the content of the Dafa of Transformation, Ye Wuxin left the system space with a hint of joy on his face.

'Although there is no granulation needle or Yan Wang antelope, I finally found a way to delay it for a while, and my destiny is mine. '

Taking out the paper figurine avatar, Ye Wuxin had a serious expression, and used the method of Yan Wangling to extract memory, instilling his own spiritual power and pieces of memory fragments that did not belong to him.

Yi Zhiping, Mo Da, Wei Xiaobao and Xu Zhu, with the disappearance of these memories, the mind that was originally on the verge of reaching the limit gradually returned to calm.

'So that's the case, it's the case, no wonder it will have an impact on the personality, it's simply to force other people's spiritual power into their minds. '

'No wonder those memories are so vivid'

Looking at the paper figurine in his hand, Ye Wuxin felt that the paper figurine at this time was a little more agile than the previous paper figurine, as if it had become conscious.

In his hands, this is the only existence that is qualified to carry spiritual power. Even though he knows that this is an expedient measure, he still has to do it.

"The stronger the internal strength, the more qi and blood, and the same is true for the spirit. The relationship between you and me is like a rising tide. One body cannot accommodate two complete souls."

"I thought you disappeared, but I didn't expect you to still exist. I should have thought of it as early as the first mood swing."

In the dim wooden house, Ye Wuxin's face was pale, and he murmured to the smart paper figurine in his hand.

After a while, Ye Wuxin left the wooden house and met Su Xinghe and the others who looked anxious.

Seeing Ye Wuxin's pale face, several people had worried expressions on their faces.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that I had a headache when I was young. It's nothing serious."

(End of this chapter)