"Aunt Pu, it's better to stop, I'll let you see if it's a big deal." Seeing Pu Jiaojiao's tired and anxious face, dizzy and crying, Gu Fenghua felt unbearable, and said sympathetically.
"Wow" After finishing speaking, she grinned and cried out with a "wow".
I have to admit that Gu Tianci's painstaking teaching was not in vain, and Gu Fenghua is indeed a kind-hearted and sympathetic boy.
Wait, is this really sympathy? Why is she crying so festively?
"Pfft" Although I felt that it was inappropriate to laugh at this time and lost my status as a senior, everyone in the venue headed by Chi Yunting couldn't help laughing, and there was another burst of tea foam flying in the auction hall.
"Pfft" Pu Jiaojiao also made a sound, but she didn't laugh, and what she spouted was not tea foam, but a mouthful of blood.
Under Gu Fenghua's "sympathy", the internal injury she had been holding back for a long time finally broke out.
"Gu Fenghua, don't be too happy too early, it's not over yet." Spitting out the bruise, Pu Jiaojiao recovered a little bit of holy spirit as if she had returned to light, took a few holy pills, and quickly made her fingerprints.
This time, the handprints are completely different from the previous Xuanwu Longyin Jue. It is a little less mysterious, but a little more fierce and chilling, which brings a heavy sense of oppression.
"This is" Everyone in the audience showed doubts.
"She wants to forcibly activate the artifact!" Soon, someone reacted and exclaimed.
"She's looking for death!" Then, another person said with a look of horror.
There are usually several ways to worship the magic weapon. One is the use of handprints, which can be taught by the craftsman who forged the magic weapon, or can be learned and figured out by oneself. The other is to recognize the owner of the magic weapon. Compared with the former method, this method is of course better, but it needs a chance. If the opportunity comes, you only need to match your spiritual thoughts to succeed in recognizing the Lord. If the opportunity is close to bloodshed, but if there is no opportunity at all, then I am sorry, even if there are ten or eight cuts on the body, the blood will be shed dry Both are useless.
In addition to these two, there is another kind of forceful urging. Compared with the first two methods, this method is simpler and more direct, but it is also more dangerous. If it succeeds, it is good. If it fails, it will be backlashed. At the least, the holy energy will retrograde and burst into the meridians, and at the worst, the soul will be scattered and life will not be guaranteed.
No one thought that Pu Jiaojiao would be so impulsive, and she was desperate for her life. But it is also understandable, no matter who is ridiculed, ridiculed, and humiliated by Gu Fenghua in this way, I am afraid that they will lose their minds in the same way.
"Stop, stop!" A few old men in the audience subconsciously shouted, originally wanting to stop it, but just took a step and suddenly remembered that once this kind of secret technique of forcibly activating the divine weapon is used, others will never be able to stop it. Intervene, otherwise the person performing the spell will only suffer more backlash and die more miserable, so they stopped at the same time.
"No, this is too heavenly trick!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed again.
"It's too heavenly!" Next to him, Liu Sanjue also let out a low cry, his expression suddenly changed.
"What are you talking about, what tricks?" Lonen looked at Liu Sanjue inexplicably.
"Taishang Tianxin Technique is the long-renowned Qi Dao thaumaturgy in the Lingji Realm, and it is also the secret of the Jade Cauldron Sect." Liu Sanjue said solemnly.
"I didn't expect that she would know how to be too divine. It seems that we still underestimated her."
"I'm afraid Gu Fenghua is a little confused now." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com