The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

After finally comforting Li Zhi, Bai Qinghua returned to the house and sent a message to Tu Ling, asking her to wait for him in a valley outside the capital in three days. Then he began to pack his things in preparation for entering the forest of death.

Entering the forest of death, you must prepare a large amount of miasma-breaking pills and detoxification pills. Bai Qinghua also refined some soul-restoring pills that can quickly restore spiritual power. After thinking about it, she refined a bottle of restoration pills. She wanted Entering the Death Forest as Xian Hua, although the Death Forest is dangerous, there are many people who go there. There are always some people who like to explore and hunt for novels. Although she can wear a mask, it is not safe, so she decides to use her original Rong Mian went to the Forest of Death, so that even if something unexpected happened, no one would connect her with Bai Qinghua.

After preparing these things, Bai Qinghua said goodbye to Dan Lao and Li Zhi in the afternoon of the next day, and went up to Huifeng Cliff alone. Bai Qinghua was familiar with Huifeng Cliff. The top of the mountain was still covered with snow, and the cold wind was howling. Even with Bai Qinghua's cultivation at this time and unable to use his spiritual power, he still felt the cold wind blowing on his cheeks. Bai Qinghua walked around the top of the cliff and looked at every corner. After a while, he walked to a slightly flat rock and sat cross-legged on it.

After adjusting her breath for a moment, the whole body suddenly erupted with a threatening sword intention. The sword master was killing, and the sword intention drawn by Bai Qing was also killing. The sword intention and the sharp blade formed by the cold wind collided with each other. With her as the center, the air was There was some distortion.

Bai Qinghua's usual weapon in his previous life was a long sword, named Zihuang. However, although the Gods also used spiritual weapons, they did not rely on them. Spiritual weapons were only media for the Gods, and the Gods focused more on cultivating themselves. The Divine Flame is the talent of the God Clan that awakens at the age of seven. You can check the bloodline inheritance. The basis for checking the inherited bloodline divine power is to look at the divine flame that has been awakened. The Divine Flame is divided into seven levels, divided by color, namely: red, orange, yellow, Green, cyan, blue, and purple. The richer the color of the flames in each level, the purer the divine power. High-level divine flames can naturally suppress lower-level divine flames. The gods control the flames, and the higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the flames. The stronger it gets, it is said that the divine flame that has reached its peak can burn an area instantly.

What Bai Qinghua awakened in her previous life was a rich and pure purple. The purple divine flame was something that the God Clan had never seen before. Therefore, the God Clan at that time could be said to be celebrating with great joy. The elders asserted that she was the God Clan who completely shed their mortal body and became a true god. force's only hope.

After the divine soul recovered from his injury, Bai Qinghua also checked his body carefully, but did not sense the existence of divine flames. He thought that his body was a completely mortal body, so how could he have the innate supernatural powers of the gods.

Although Bai Qinghua had not practiced any sword techniques in her previous life, she had rich experience and excellent comprehension. After obtaining the Yanyue Saber Technique, she concentrated on practicing it and realized the meaning of the sword as early as a month ago. But her current When the sword intention is first formed, it can only be released outside the body, but it cannot be retracted and released freely like an arm. It needs constant sharpening and conciseness. When the sword intention is finally completed, the body can transform into a sword and kill the enemy thousands of miles away.

Bai Qinghua sat cross-legged for two days and nights. When the day agreed with Tu Ling came, Bai Qinghua opened his eyes on time, collected his skills, and walked into a simple stone room on the top of Huifeng Cliff. Putting on a black outfit, she tied her black hair up high, took out the Fuyan Pill and put it into her mouth. The Fuyan Pill is an antidote developed by Bai Qinghua based on the Zhuyan Pill. After taking it for half an hour, Bai Qing Hua's appearance began to change. First, her skin became smoother and fairer. The baby fat on her face disappeared, revealing her perfect jawline. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and her nose bones were straight and slightly raised. Her red lips were not dotted, and the woman in front of her seemed to be God's most beloved darling, her beauty was incomparable.

When Bai Qing painted the Fuyan Pill, Yu Wushuang came out of the ancient jade space. Looking at the appearance of Bai Qing's paintings at this time, he couldn't help but froze on the spot. Although he had seen the real paintings painted by Bai Qing before he was ten years old. Appearance, but Bai Qinghua has changed a lot from that time. Four years have passed, and the woman in front of him is taller and her eyebrows are wider than before, making people unable to take their eyes away. The most important thing is What's surprising is that the appearance of the woman in front of me actually coincides with the slim painting from back then. How could this happen?

"Qingqing, your appearance!"

Yu Wushuang's pupils widened in shock, and Bai Qinghua could clearly see his appearance through his eyes.

"Is it so similar?"

This appearance is so similar to that of myself in the previous life. In a few years, the eyebrows and eyes will be completely opened, and I am afraid that they will be exactly the same as myself in the previous life. How could there be such a coincidence?

"Wushuang, do you think all this is God's will or a coincidence?"

Bai Qinghua raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, his eyes slightly dazed.

"When you were sleeping, I integrated all the essence and blood of your divinity into this body. Perhaps it is because of this that your appearance is similar to before."

Yu Wushuang lowered his head and thought for a long time, and could only barely think of this matter. Perhaps this was the only way to explain it.