Chapter: 6729
Two months later, in the secret room of Dadu Tongfu, Lu Ye and Fu Wei sat across from each other.
The latter looked bitter: "Brother, if you don't tell me what exactly counts, how can I calculate it?"
The half-year period agreed with Fuwei had come. Lu Ye saw that his energy and blood were very good recently, so he called him over and asked him to do a divination for him.
Lu Ye has never had a clue about the transformation of the talent tree. At the moment, he can only place his hope on Fu Wei to see if his methods can show him a clear path.
But the problem is stuck here. Lu Ye can't tell Fu Wei about the talent tree, so Fu Wei is at a loss. Divination usually has a clear direction. For example, last time, he helped Lu Ye calculate the harvest.
Lu Ye looked at him steadily, with an expression that said it was your business.
Fu Wei felt a headache: "Senior brother, I'll ask you a few questions, and you should try your best to answer them."
"Yes!" Lu Ye nodded.
"Is this related to your practice?"
Lu Ye nodded.
"It has nothing to do with fighting?" Fuwei asked again.
Lu Ye thought for a while, the talent tree itself couldn't be used in battle, but many dao patterns could, such as the talent tree clones.
"There's some connection."
Fuwei was even more confused. It was related to both practice and fighting. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the Panshan knife on Lu Ye's waist, and he suddenly looked thoughtful.
Could it be that the Taoist soldiers that the senior brother wants to count against? For a monk, this is the only thing that is related to both. The monks rely on Tao soldiers to integrate Tao, especially Lu Ye, who is currently cultivating Tao integration, is about to face this problem.
Dao soldiers will also play a vital role when fighting against others.
With the direction, he seemed much more relaxed, nodded and said: "Senior brother, wait a moment, I will give it a try!"
As he said this, he turned his hand and six tortoise shells suddenly appeared.
The last time he made a fortune, he used three tablets. This time he seemed to be more serious than last time.
As Lu Ye watched, he saw Fu Wei throw the six tortoise shells in front of him. The tortoise shells did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in mid-air, each following different trajectories and directions, lingering around Fu Wei's body.
Just like last time, he looked solemn and muttered something.
The six rotating tortoise shells swirled faster and faster, gradually forming an airtight barrier around him, with many complicated lines flowing on it, looking unpredictable.
At first everything was normal, but at a certain moment, Lu Ye suddenly found that the aura on Fu Wei's body had become unstable, and his face suddenly turned pale.
It was at this moment that Fu Wei suddenly opened his eyes. JrNovels.com
The latter looked bitter: "Brother, if you don't tell me what exactly counts, how can I calculate it?"
The half-year period agreed with Fuwei had come. Lu Ye saw that his energy and blood were very good recently, so he called him over and asked him to do a divination for him.
Lu Ye has never had a clue about the transformation of the talent tree. At the moment, he can only place his hope on Fu Wei to see if his methods can show him a clear path.
But the problem is stuck here. Lu Ye can't tell Fu Wei about the talent tree, so Fu Wei is at a loss. Divination usually has a clear direction. For example, last time, he helped Lu Ye calculate the harvest.
Lu Ye looked at him steadily, with an expression that said it was your business.
Fu Wei felt a headache: "Senior brother, I'll ask you a few questions, and you should try your best to answer them."
"Yes!" Lu Ye nodded.
"Is this related to your practice?"
Lu Ye nodded.
"It has nothing to do with fighting?" Fuwei asked again.
Lu Ye thought for a while, the talent tree itself couldn't be used in battle, but many dao patterns could, such as the talent tree clones.
"There's some connection."
Fuwei was even more confused. It was related to both practice and fighting. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the Panshan knife on Lu Ye's waist, and he suddenly looked thoughtful.
Could it be that the Taoist soldiers that the senior brother wants to count against? For a monk, this is the only thing that is related to both. The monks rely on Tao soldiers to integrate Tao, especially Lu Ye, who is currently cultivating Tao integration, is about to face this problem.
Dao soldiers will also play a vital role when fighting against others.
With the direction, he seemed much more relaxed, nodded and said: "Senior brother, wait a moment, I will give it a try!"
As he said this, he turned his hand and six tortoise shells suddenly appeared.
The last time he made a fortune, he used three tablets. This time he seemed to be more serious than last time.
As Lu Ye watched, he saw Fu Wei throw the six tortoise shells in front of him. The tortoise shells did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in mid-air, each following different trajectories and directions, lingering around Fu Wei's body.
Just like last time, he looked solemn and muttered something.
The six rotating tortoise shells swirled faster and faster, gradually forming an airtight barrier around him, with many complicated lines flowing on it, looking unpredictable.
At first everything was normal, but at a certain moment, Lu Ye suddenly found that the aura on Fu Wei's body had become unstable, and his face suddenly turned pale.
It was at this moment that Fu Wei suddenly opened his eyes. JrNovels.com
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