Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

"Is it time?"

Against the incense of the gods, three thousand big dreams, thirty thousand years of dreams, timeliness, thirty thousand years in the dream, the outside world is actually only three days, the effect is so powerful, naturally there is a huge price.

Burning lifespan, consuming talent, the most important energy source is divine power, turning 30,000 years into three days, and the consumption of each day requires a massive amount of divine power.

After a long time, the realm will regress, and once you regress and want to start from a new cultivation, the difficulty will be several times more difficult than before, or even more than ten times.

Dye Qingyan's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't care whether Jin Fan was dead or alive, and took out an anti-god incense again.

The appearance of the incense is no different from that of normal incense, but the flame is blue when lit, and it emits a peculiar fragrance.

The first time you smell this fragrance, it will give people an illusion that their perception will be raised by a few notches, but they don't know that the price of this improvement is the premise of burning talent.

It's the equivalent of paying your salary for a hundred years, but only giving you a one-time salary for one year, which naturally feels like an excellent thing.

A piece of anti-god incense was lit, and the invisible smoke spread, and even the green smoke had to form a shield around the body to block the anti-god incense.

Dream world.

Jin Fanyi, who has not been in a very good state recently, suddenly felt a shock all over his body, like a person who had been sleepy for two days and two nights, and suddenly had a good sleep and was refreshed.

A woman in the distance walked slowly, it was none other than Yun Wanwan.

Jin Fan frowned slightly and said, "Wanwan, you ......"

He didn't know what to ask for a while, and always felt that the other party seemed to have disappeared for a while, but he was not very sure, so he hesitated and didn't ask.

Meanwhile.

In a gorgeous and simple bedroom outside, Yun Wanwan sat in front of the sofa and looked at everything outside the window.

The empty room, just like her heart, is lost and has no belonging.

She had been doing this for three days, feeling deeply guilty in her heart, and finally she stood up and raised her hand slightly against the void in front of her.

A huge blue picture appeared in front of him.

"Welcome to Chuangxue.com, dear ninth-level tutor, is there anything I can serve you?"

In the picture, a little girl is dressed in ancient costume, as if she is alive, with a sweet smile.

"Help me find all the information about the Reverse Divine Incense!"

"Wait a minute!"

Soon the other party smiled and said, "Respected ninth-level tutor, I have found three pieces of content about the Reverse Divine Incense for you......"

While speaking, the little girl disappeared, three pieces of information appeared on the screen, Yun Wanwan opened one at random and read it by herself, and the more she looked at it, the more solemn the expression on her face became.

In the end, Yun Wanwan's face sank like water, slowly closed the browsing, and used her own permission to delete her browsing history.

"The master is so ruthless!" Yun Wanwan's palms trembled slightly, in her cognition, although the master was cold, he was also fair in some things.

And as her master, what she taught was more to be kind, but she never thought that her master would be so cruel for a certain purpose.

At this moment, the image of the master in her heart was subverted.

The incense will not be lethal, but it will drain the last of your potential until it boils you to a waste, and the more talented the person, the longer the torture will be.

"Master, what the hell are you going to do!" Yun Wanwan muttered to herself: "No! It's been three days, which is equivalent to 30,000 years of dreaming, and you can't go on like this!"

"I have to do something, or if this continues, he will be deposed sooner or later!"

Yun Wanwan's body disappeared in place, the justice in her heart made her unable to sit idly by, in addition to this excuse, there was also a trace of love in her heart.

Soon, she came to the place where she had worked with Jin Fanyi, stood at the door and knocked on the door, waiting quietly.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound coming from inside, and Yun Wanwan, who had been waiting for a long time, took out the key, and opened the door.

She saw the green smoke inside at a glance, meditated cross-legged, the whole person was suspended, and above her head, there was a golden silk thread like smoke extending out, connecting to the top of Jin Fanyi's head.

Jin Fanyi was still lying on the table as she was when she left.

Compared with Jin Fan Yi at the beginning, Jin Fan Yi now, the whole person looks sluggish, and the breath on his body is like a bubble compared to the thick one he once had.

Not only that, Jin Fan has a lot of black and rich hair on his head, but there are a few gray hairs at the moment, and the whole person looks thinner for a whole circle.

A pair of eyes were completely sunken, and his face was extremely pale.

"It's just that I've been dreaming for 30,000 years, and it's so terrifying!" Yun Wanwan was shocked, what she saw in the book, and what she saw with her own eyes, realized that it was so huge.

She has experienced the horror of the anti-divine incense.

"Dye Ai smoke!" Yun Wanwan called softly in Jin Fanyi's ear, and everyone didn't know that the pseudonym that Jin Fanyi is using now to dye Ai Qing Ai Qing is actually the love of love.

However, there are more than thirty half-step immortal realms, and they don't know each other, and naturally they don't know each other's names, which is also the reason why Jin Fanyi can always hide in the Creation Palace.

Otherwise, his pseudonym would have been suspected of being discovered long ago.

No matter how Yun Wanwan called Jin Fanyi, the other party showed no sign of waking up, even if he shook his body, he slept very deeply, and completely fell asleep.

Yun Wanwan didn't dare to use her divine power, once she used it, it would be easy for her master to detect it, and she would wake up immediately, and not only would she not be able to save people, but she would also be finished.

Yun Wanwan quickly thought of the rescue method of the anti-god law in the content she had seen before.

If Jin Fanyi has himself in his dream, he may be able to use his dream self to wake up Jin Fanyi, but there is also a great risk in doing so, that is, he will also sink into it and cannot wake up.

Take a deep breath and a myriad of images come to mind.

Jin Fanyi's laughter echoed in his ears.

"Teacher, don't worry! I have a grand vision, one day, I will reach the top, and one day I will be the supreme teacher, and you will be the supreme teacher. "

"Haha, teacher, believe me, my talent, I know best, I do one thing seriously, no one can stop it, no one can shake my will. "

Yun Wanwan had a smile on her face, and her eyes gradually became firm.

"Today, the teacher is looking for you in a dream with a clear ambition of death, if you fail, the teacher will accompany you!"

Yun Wanwan resolutely withdrew the shield on her body, allowing the formless and insubstantial anti-god incense to pour into her mouth and nose.

The whole person's consciousness gradually became depressed, dizzy, and at the last moment, Yun Wanwan gritted her teeth and kept telling herself that she must wake up.

Soon she fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, I saw Jin Fanyi not far away being busy.

"You're awake!" Jin Fan walked over gently, gently helped her up, and the undisguised love in his eyes was about to come out.

"You must have been too tired before, how did it feel to sleep?"

Yun Wanwan was stunned, feeling that something had been forgotten by herself, as if she had dreamed before, dreamed of a lot of things, but finally woke up, but she couldn't remember anything.