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The pattern on the lamp shines, spinning around like a revolving lantern, and the flame of the lamp spontaneously ignites, swaying and beating on the mouth of the lamp. It is indescribably enchanting, like a seductive woman with virtual flames twisting her body and dancing. Dance enchantingly.
Zhou Wen's eyes were attracted by the strange lamp flame, as if the lamp flame was the most beautiful woman in the world. People couldn't help but get caught up in it and couldn't take their eyes away from the lamp flame.
Zhou Wen was extremely determined and felt something was wrong, so he forcibly looked away from the lamp flame.
But when his eyes moved away from the lamp flame, he was attracted by the flickering and flowing patterns on the copper lamp. At this time, Zhou Wen suddenly discovered that those patterns were not simple patterns, but an ancient text, and those words contained The demonic power was countless times more powerful than the flames of a lamp, and Zhou Wen could not help but be attracted to it.
"How could this happen!" Zhou Wen's left hand fingers suddenly started to move on their own, beating unconsciously as if they were playing a piano, but his consciousness did not let his fingers make any movement at all.
Zhou Wen wanted to use his other hand to control his left hand, but the fingers of the other hand also started to move.
Soon, not only his fingers, but also Zhou Wen's whole body began to move uncontrollably. This movement was not irregular. Zhou Wen discovered that his body was dancing.
Zhou Wen has never been exposed to dance and has no interest in dance. He will not even watch dance shows. But at this time, he looks like a professional dancer, and his body seems to follow the rhythm of some music. Dancing, making all kinds of moves that he had never thought of before.
And these dance moves of his, no matter how you look at them, are all those of a woman. They are very enchanting, light and elegant.
But when it was danced by a grown man, it looked very funny. If Li Xuan saw Zhou Wen dancing like this here, he would probably fall to the ground laughing.
Zhou Wen tried hard to control himself, but it was useless. He switched several vitality techniques in succession, but they were all useless. His body twisted more and more violently, and there were also many movements similar to ogling. .
Soon Zhou Wen discovered that his movements were exactly the same as the beating of the lamp flames, as if he was a puppet controlled by the lamp flames.
"Damn itwhat the hell is this" Zhou Wen felt like he was going crazy.
As Zhou Wen danced faster and faster, the Mystic Sutra, which was originally running automatically, slowed down. As the Mystic Sutra slowed down, Zhou Wen's body also gradually slowed down.
When the Immortal Sutra completely stopped operating, Zhou Wen's body also completely stopped twisting.
But the next second, the vitality in the body was flowing crazily, but it was no longer the route of the Lost Immortal Sutra, but another vitality technique that Zhou Wen had never practiced before.
"The pattern on the oil lamp is also a vitality secret?" Zhou Wen was surprised, but also a little happy.
This kind of Yuan Qi Jue is very weird. It is different from the Yuan Qi Jue that Zhou Wen has come into contact with before. It seems to have countless weird changes. Sometimes it is light and graceful, and sometimes it is as fast as a rainstorm. It makes Zhou Wen have the urge to dance through the air.
Time passed by, and when Zhou Wen regained control of himself, his body had already mastered the vitality technique.
The oil lamp that was originally suspended in the air suddenly lost all its brilliance and fell to the ground, returning to its original shabby appearance.
Zhou Wenzheng was about to pick up the oil lamp, but suddenly he felt something was wrong with his body. The Yuan Qi Jue he had just practiced dissipated, and the Mystic Immortal Sutra began to operate again.
It¡¯s just that this operation is different from any previous one. The vitality spreads throughout the body, circulating like blood.
Boom!
Zhou Wen only felt a buzzing in his brain, and a voice kept echoing.
"If the gods rebel against me, I will kill the gods If the immortals rebel against me, I will kill the immortals If I don't speak with the gods I won't be the same as the immortals I am who I am" The voice was unbridled and arrogant, but there was something This kind of magic power makes people tremble and fear, but it also makes people's blood boil. There seems to be something surging in the heart, wishing to poke a hole in the sky.
This voice is not unfamiliar to Zhou Wen. During the countless nights when he practiced the Immortal Sutra, this voice kept whispering in his ears. However, before, he could not hear what the voice said at all.
Today he finally heard clearly what the voice was. It was a woman's voice, but it had a soul-stirring momentum, as if all the creatures in the world were crawling at her feet.
Although Zhou Wen only heard this voice, he couldn't help but think in his mind.A picture emerged. Countless gods and Buddhas were prostrate on the ground, all worshiping a woman, as if they were on a pilgrimage.
It¡¯s a pity that this is just Zhou Wen¡¯s own imagination. He couldn¡¯t see the woman¡¯s face clearly. He only felt that her temperament was unparalleled. She seemed to be aloof, but she was not as holy as an immortal or Buddha. She had a murderous aura.
The voice in my mind became weaker and weaker, and seemed to be about to collapse. In the end, it was almost inaudible.
Zhou Wen vaguely heard the last sentence that seemed to be slightly different from the previous repeated sentences: "Come againdayimmortal deathtime"
It¡¯s just that the sound was too low at the end and was about to collapse, and I couldn¡¯t hear the complete sentence at all.
Boom!
The Immortal Sutra running in his body seemed to explode, and all the cells in his body seemed to bloom together, making Zhou Wen wonder if his body had self-destructed.
??Depravitycontinuous degradation
Zhou Wen felt as if his consciousness fell into the deep sea, constantly falling, sinking, and finally his consciousness was completely submerged in darkness.
Since practicing the Immortal Sutra, Zhou Wen hasn¡¯t had a really good sleep for a long time.
Every time he fell asleep, no matter when and where, there would be a voice whispering in his ear, which seemed like the Buddha chanting sutras, but also like the temptation of the devil.
Coupled with the suffocating experience of being forced into bed, if it were anyone else, I would have gone crazy.
Zhou Wen plays games desperately every day. Although he wants to improve his strength, he does not want to avoid sleep.
Until today, the feeling of being haunted by evil spirits has finally completely dissipated. Zhou Wen slept extremely sweetly and soundly, as if there was nothing in the world that made people happier than a good night's sleep.
Zhou Wen woke up, stretched out, and felt so comfortable that he almost groaned, and all the cells in his body seemed to be cheering in comfort.
Zhou Wen pressed his palm on the bed and wanted to sit down, but as soon as he pressed it, his body jumped up and his head hit the ceiling. Half of his head hit the ceiling made of reinforced concrete. It just hung from the ceiling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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