God of Taoism

  Chapter 290 Water Droplets

"The epee has no edge, and it's a great skill." Qin Yuxi looked at the majestic and thick words on the ground, and thought of Bai Cangdong's arrogance at the banquet today that swept across the world with his sword, and his body trembled slightly. , his expression also became complicated.

  When they first met, Qin Yuxi only thought that Bai Cangdong was a person with poor talent, and even practiced the agility of controlling light flight so badly, the only advantage was that persistence.

  In Xinglun Spring, Qin Yuxi saw Bai Cangdong's various methods again. He was brave and resourceful, and he was not inferior to any real person in the world in terms of cultivation and intelligence.

  A "Peacock", even the spirit of light in the spring's eyes cast it.

  But at the banquet today, Qin Yuxi saw Bai Cangdong's domineering side again.

   "With the sword in hand, I am invincible, I can advance but never retreat, and I never know what to do on the defensive." Such a fierce and domineering person is really shocking, but it is also convincing.

Now that Qin Yuxi has heard this delicate song again, Qin Yuxi feels that the impression Bai Cangdong left in his mind has been subverted once again, and he is increasingly unable to understand what kind of person Bai Cangdong is. people.

When I looked up, I saw that Bai Cangdong's figure had disappeared into the red mist. Qin Yuxi bit his lips lightly, looked down at the eight characters Bai Cangdong left behind, and took a long time to look up. Summoned the Xuandong Book.

  Qin Yuxi once again predicted Bai Cangdong's fate with the mysterious Dongshu, but instead of predicting what would happen in a few hours or a few days, he predicted whether Bai Cangdong had a chance to become a saint.

But the result was the same as Qin Yuxi predicted before. The Mysterious Dongshu did not show that Bai Cangdong had any chance of becoming a saint, and the opened Mysterious Dongshu was blank, which meant that Bai Cangdong had almost no chance of becoming a saint. possibility.

  Although the Mysterious Cave Book cannot make absolutely accurate predictions, it can predict the direction of fate. Generally, real people with deep foundations have a chance of becoming holy, it's just a matter of probability.

  If the probability is too low, even less than 100%, the Mysterious Dongshu will show nothing, which means that it is basically impossible for this person to become a saint.

  Qin Yuxi made the same prediction for Wang Si, Zhou Qianyan, Xue Lihai, and Xue Michen, and some real people who could be her eyes, also made the same prediction.

   Among them, Wang Si has the highest probability. Dongxuan Book predicts that he has a 40% chance of becoming a saint.

  The second place is Xue Lihai, with 30% or more, Zhou Qianyan is less than 30%, Xue Michen is the lowest, only 20%, the probability is twice as low as Wang Si.

However, there are still some strange things about Xue Michen. Qin Yuxi's chance of predicting Xue Michen alone is only 20%, and the chance of predicting the blood of the gods around Xue Michen alone is only 20%. But Qin Yuxi once had a whim , predicting that Xue Michen and the blood of the gods together, the chance of becoming a saint is as high as 50%, which is really shocking.

50% chance of becoming a saint, which is a uniquely high probability among the real people chosen by the saints in the past. In fact, among the real people chosen by many saintesses in the past, the best one is like Wang Si, with 40% possibility of sanctification.

  Of course, 40% to 50% here is just a possibility or potential, but if you really want to become a saint, and because there are too many external factors, this probability will be greatly reduced.

  At least so far, the saintesses who came out of the mysterious cave have chosen so many real people, and none of them have become saints.

   Even so, a high probability is always a good thing, proving that there is still a possibility. If the probability is so low that there is no possibility, then there is no hope.

  Among the predictions in Dong Xuan Shu, Bai Cangdong is the kind of person who has no hope.

   "Does such a person really have no chance?" Qin Yuxi couldn't believe that Bai Cangdong didn't even have a chance to be promoted to a saint based on what he saw.

  But the Qin family’s Dong Xuan Shu has never missed it, and Qin Yuxi has to believe in the prediction results of the Dong Xuan Shu.

  Qin Yuxi looked at the eight characters on the ground for a while, then wiped them away with a wave of his hand, and left Phantom Spring with a sigh.

  Bai Cangdong returned to the practice room, but felt that there was something wrong. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly his expression changed, and he looked at his hands.

  On the back of his left hand, there was a drop of water, like raindrops hitting the back of his hand.

This drop of water landed on the back of Bai Cangdong's hand when he was talking to Qin Yuxi. Bai Cangdong didn't care about it. There was red mist everywhere, and the red mist was like water droplets condensed by divine light. It was normal for him too.

But now when Bai Cangdong looks at the water drop again, he feels that the water drop is completely different from the red mist. Although it is all transformed by divine light, the water drop is crystal clear, without a trace of redness, just like a teardrop, quietly touching it. On the back of Bai Cangdong's hand.

  Bai Cangdong's heart was beating wildly suddenly, and he almost didn't dare to touch the drop of water: "This... this can't be... the spirit of light in the Phantom Spring?"

The more Bai Cangdong thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Although he didn't deliberately use the oracle power in that song, he couldn't help but use some oracle power when he sang. Otherwise, with Bai Cangdong's own voice, it would be very difficult. The feeling of singing the original song, the Spirit of Light was probably moved by his singing.

  And if this spirit of light is in the form of a drop of water, it can explain why there are so many people in the blood family, and it has been impossible to find it for so many years.

This drop of water is still transformed by divine light, and it looks no different from the water in the spring pool. With your means, it is impossible to find a drop of water from that pool of spring water, as long as it is in the spring pool , and become one with the spring water, no one can find it.

The more Bai Cangdong thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high. He was still thinking about what the spirit of light would look like, and what kind of song should be used to impress it. poetry. However, he never thought that an unintentional song would have already attracted the Spirit of Light. If the blood family knew the result, those blood family members who died would have to crawl out of the coffin angrily and look for him to fight for their lives.

Of course, this is just Bai Cangdong's guess. He is still not sure that this drop of water is the Spirit of Light, because this drop of water is so ordinary, it is completely indistinguishable from an ordinary drop of water from the Spring of Light. The spirituality of the snake.

   "But if it wasn't for the Spirit of Light, how could it happen to land on the back of my hand?" Bai Cangdong slowly stretched out his hand towards the water drop on the back of his hand, his nervous heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.

  Short second, to Bai Cangdong, it seemed as long as a century, his finger finally pressed on the water droplet.

  (end of this chapter)