Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The disciples waiting outside the heart flow tower have a faint smile on their faces.

After all, Luo Zheng is a disciple of the same sword school. They also don’t say much, but they naturally expect Luo Zheng to fail, and the facts are developing in the direction they expect.

But those white women are not so jealous.

“It’s not a person who evaluates ‘lower’ for two consecutive months.”

"I think he struggled on the first floor for a while and couldn't stand it."

"The most time for a fragrant incense..."

As they spoke, they turned their eyes to Xiao Yin and Xiao Xin.

"Luo Gongzi, I am afraid that it is really impossible," Xiao Xin said.

"As long as he works hard," Xiao Yin stared at the golden light. "At least Luo Gong did not choose to give up, he still tried to jump on the second floor of the heart flow tower."

"Xin Yin really comforts himself, huh, huh..." A white woman next to me laughed. "Before he entered the tower, the promise was vowed, and the performance was so bad!"

Xiao Yin took a look at the white woman.

This white woman is called Su Yin. In the white woman, she especially plays with the right and wrong. Xiao Yin doesn't care about herself. She has to pick it up.

"The time has not yet arrived, our family will have a chance after all," said Xiao Yin.

"Opportunity, huh, huh..." Su Yin only laughed a few times, too lazy to speak.

Everyone knows that it is almost impossible to have a chance to turn around like Luo Zheng.

Xiao Yin is naturally clear, but she can only be hard now.

Time is a little past...

These people who have been present have been waiting for ten hours, and they don't care about this time, but they are very patient.

The Luo Zheng in the heart flow tower still huddled at the bottom of the tower.

"This fire of the soul...not a real flame, it should also be an energy..."

With the growth of Luo Zheng, the essence of the world is becoming more and more thorough.

Any matter itself is formed by energy, the sea of ​​true sea, the power of the other shore, the Tao, the true element... and the self produced in the soul is the body that manipulates energy.

"This kind of flame can affect people's emotions, the pain, but also because their emotions are affected," Luo Zheng looked down and thought, "If so, can you use the lyrical Shinto to avoid the influence of the fire of the soul?"

Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed slightly, and the energy in the body began to brew.

As a special kind of energy, the lyrical sacred can also affect emotions.

By the same token, the same is true of the doctrine of the great ruling, but the lyricism is directed at oneself, and the great ruling is aimed at outsiders!

"Love..."

When he brewed the road, his eyes became cold and ruthless.

Everything in the world seems to be far away from him. Only self-awareness and loneliness persist, and Luo Zheng’s self-consciousness does not feel sadness, joy, resentment, pain...

In the heart flow tower.

The red heart of the fire gradually gathered into a face, and there was a hint of surprise on the face.

"Oh, it’s another little guy who cultivates lyricism..."

There are differences in the division of Shinto in the mother world. Some forces have turned 3,000 Shinto into more than 2,700, and there are also more than 2,900 kinds, each with its own differences.

But whether it is the **** domain or the mother world, people who choose lyricism are extremely rare.

On the one hand, lyricism is extremely difficult to cultivate, on the other hand, it makes it difficult to complete this road.

Luo Zheng really made the lyrical sacred perfection, and with the help of Fuxi, he was able to go one step further.

Moreover, the cultivators of the mother world are all rushing to the other side. There are five elements of Shinto that are easier to cultivate. Who can choose this troublesome Shinto?

The face formed by the fire of the soul originally suggested that Luo Zheng leave the heart flow tower. Now it has aroused a lot of interest in Luo Zheng. "However, the lyrical Shinto can be as omnipotent as you think, can you understand the mystery? Look at your own understanding."

After Luo Zheng shielded his emotions with lyricism, he made a second attempt and jumped again.

But the moment he just jumped, the fire of the chest of the chest bloomed again!

At the moment when the fire of the soul rises, all the negative emotions come.

Lyricism is like a layer of enchantment, completely obscuring those emotions.

"It became... simple..."

Luo Zheng’s heart made a calm judgment. He was happy, but in the lyrical state, he had no sorrow and no joy.

However, the fire of the soul is not extinguished. It still exists. As the Luo Zheng climbs, the flames become more and more fierce. When Luo Zheng is near the second floor, all the flames are like a general order, concentrated on a little, and goes straight to him. The eyebrows go away!

"boom!"

Luo Zheng felt that the five thunders were in the top, and his eyes were black and fell again.

The lyrical sacred name is to cut off all emotions. In fact, it is only a special kind of shielding, so that Luo Zheng's other emotions completely disappear, leaving only a rational consciousness.

The same is true for the great ruling, which shields the self-consciousness of a soul, replaced by the person who exerts the great ruling, and manipulates and plays with it.

Shieldable does not mean that it does not exist.

Luo Zheng’s obsession is strong, and the more he is countered by the fire of the soul, the more powerful the fire of these souls is, and it is a natural reason to break through this layer of shielding and directly hit Luo Zhengben!

"To be honest, the sacred oracle is indeed suitable for the Swordsman... but unfortunately your obsession is so profound, and the way of using lyricism is too rough, oh..." The face of the fire of the soul is again Speaking, I was laughing at Luo Zheng.

"Rough?"

Luo Zheng has perfected the lyricism and the method of application has been evaluated as rough. He is naturally not convinced.

But looking back at the attack of the fire of the heart, he seems to have a faint understanding.

Once arrogantly esoteric, it was just an attack method to achieve his most sharp kendo.

The mother world can be different after all. The Shinto has been extended here for a longer period of time, and the means used are more abundant. Just like the fire of the soul, it is a point of attack. Luo Zheng naturally should guard against it with a lyrical sacred way!

Thinking about it, Luo Zheng gnawed his teeth and set foot on his knees.

There is no such means in the records of the lyrical Shinto, so you can only explore it yourself.

So many supernatural powers in the realm of the gods are also those that the true gods have explored on their own. Luo Zheng has not been able to.

a musk...

Two musk...

Three musk...

Time passed quickly and most of the time, the people outside the heart of the tower are still waiting.

"Trying twice, I dare not move, I really have no interest..."

"Those people think about life at the bottom of the tower!"

"Nothing, time is coming soon."

Just as the women whispered, a door in the independent building behind the flow tower quietly opened.

A young woman in a smug dress came slowly with a bright and charming yellow dress.

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The disciples waiting outside the heart flow tower have a faint smile on their faces.

After all, Luo Zheng is a disciple of the same sword school. They also don’t say much, but they naturally expect Luo Zheng to fail, and the facts are developing in the direction they expect.

But those white women are not so jealous.

“It’s not a person who evaluates ‘lower’ for two consecutive months.”

"I think he struggled on the first floor for a while and couldn't stand it."

"The most time for a fragrant incense..."

As they spoke, they turned their eyes to Xiao Yin and Xiao Xin.

"Luo Gongzi, I am afraid that it is really impossible," Xiao Xin said.

"As long as he works hard," Xiao Yin stared at the golden light. "At least Luo Gong did not choose to give up, he still tried to jump on the second floor of the heart flow tower."

"Xin Yin really comforts himself, huh, huh..." A white woman next to me laughed. "Before he entered the tower, the promise was vowed, and the performance was so bad!"

Xiao Yin took a look at the white woman.

This white woman is called Su Yin. In the white woman, she especially plays with the right and wrong. Xiao Yin doesn't care about herself. She has to pick it up.

"The time has not yet arrived, our family will have a chance after all," said Xiao Yin.

"Opportunity, huh, huh..." Su Yin only laughed a few times, too lazy to speak.

Everyone knows that it is almost impossible to have a chance to turn around like Luo Zheng.

Xiao Yin is naturally clear, but she can only be hard now.

Time is a little past...

These people who have been present have been waiting for ten hours, and they don't care about this time, but they are very patient.

The Luo Zheng in the heart flow tower still huddled at the bottom of the tower.

"This fire of the soul...not a real flame, it should also be an energy..."

With the growth of Luo Zheng, the essence of the world is becoming more and more thorough.

Any matter itself is formed by energy, the sea of ​​true sea, the power of the other shore, the Tao, the true element... and the self produced in the soul is the body that manipulates energy.

"This kind of flame can affect people's emotions, the pain, but also because their emotions are affected," Luo Zheng looked down and thought, "If so, can you use the lyrical Shinto to avoid the influence of the fire of the soul?"

Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed slightly, and the energy in the body began to brew.

As a special kind of energy, the lyrical sacred can also affect emotions.

By the same token, the same is true of the doctrine of the great ruling, but the lyricism is directed at oneself, and the great ruling is aimed at outsiders!

"Love..."

When he brewed the road, his eyes became cold and ruthless.

Everything in the world seems to be far away from him. Only self-awareness and loneliness persist, and Luo Zheng’s self-consciousness does not feel sadness, joy, resentment, pain...

In the heart flow tower.

The red heart of the fire gradually gathered into a face, and there was a hint of surprise on the face.

"Oh, it’s another little guy who cultivates lyricism..."

There are differences in the division of Shinto in the mother world. Some forces have turned 3,000 Shinto into more than 2,700, and there are also more than 2,900 kinds, each with its own differences.

But whether it is the **** domain or the mother world, people who choose lyricism are extremely rare.

On the one hand, lyricism is extremely difficult to cultivate, on the other hand, it makes it difficult to complete this road.

Luo Zheng really made the lyrical sacred perfection, and with the help of Fuxi, he was able to go one step further.

Moreover, the cultivators of the mother world are all rushing to the other side. There are five elements of Shinto that are easier to cultivate. Who can choose this troublesome Shinto?

The face formed by the fire of the soul originally suggested that Luo Zheng leave the heart flow tower. Now it has aroused a lot of interest in Luo Zheng. "However, the lyrical Shinto can be as omnipotent as you think, can you understand the mystery? Look at your own understanding."

After Luo Zheng shielded his emotions with lyricism, he made a second attempt and jumped again.

But the moment he just jumped, the fire of the chest of the chest bloomed again!

At the moment when the fire of the soul rises, all the negative emotions come.

Lyricism is like a layer of enchantment, completely obscuring those emotions.

"It became... simple..."

Luo Zheng’s heart made a calm judgment. He was happy, but in the lyrical state, he had no sorrow and no joy.

However, the fire of the soul is not extinguished. It still exists. As the Luo Zheng climbs, the flames become more and more fierce. When Luo Zheng is near the second floor, all the flames are like a general order, concentrated on a little, and goes straight to him. The eyebrows go away!

"boom!"

Luo Zheng felt that the five thunders were in the top, and his eyes were black and fell again.

The lyrical sacred name is to cut off all emotions. In fact, it is only a special kind of shielding, so that Luo Zheng's other emotions completely disappear, leaving only a rational consciousness.

The same is true for the great ruling, which shields the self-consciousness of a soul, replaced by the person who exerts the great ruling, and manipulates and plays with it.

Shieldable does not mean that it does not exist.

Luo Zheng’s obsession is strong, and the more he is countered by the fire of the soul, the more powerful the fire of these souls is, and it is a natural reason to break through this layer of shielding and directly hit Luo Zhengben!

"To be honest, the sacred oracle is indeed suitable for the Swordsman... but unfortunately your obsession is so profound, and the way of using lyricism is too rough, oh..." The face of the fire of the soul is again Speaking, I was laughing at Luo Zheng.

"Rough?"

Luo Zheng has perfected the lyricism and the method of application has been evaluated as rough. He is naturally not convinced.

But looking back at the attack of the fire of the heart, he seems to have a faint understanding.

Once arrogantly esoteric, it was just an attack method to achieve his most sharp kendo.

The mother world can be different after all. The Shinto has been extended here for a longer period of time, and the means used are more abundant. Just like the fire of the soul, it is a point of attack. Luo Zheng naturally should guard against it with a lyrical sacred way!

Thinking about it, Luo Zheng gnawed his teeth and set foot on his knees.

There is no such means in the records of the lyrical Shinto, so you can only explore it yourself.

So many supernatural powers in the realm of the gods are also those that the true gods have explored on their own. Luo Zheng has not been able to.

a musk...

Two musk...

Three musk...

Time passed quickly and most of the time, the people outside the heart of the tower are still waiting.

"Trying twice, I dare not move, I really have no interest..."

"Those people think about life at the bottom of the tower!"

"Nothing, time is coming soon."

Just as the women whispered, a door in the independent building behind the flow tower quietly opened.

A young woman in a smug dress came slowly with a bright and charming yellow dress.

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