Chapter 5582

If she had practiced the ancient witchcraft from the beginning, she would have been able to get into it if she spent more time. But now she has reached the ninth grade of the emperor, and her perception of the way of heaven and earth is almost deep-rooted. How can it be so easy for her to feel a completely strange and even unknown way of heaven and earth from the beginning?

It seems that I think of the ancient witchcraft a little too simply. Gu Fenghua shook his head, put down the ancient books and looked at the murals again.

The next moment, see her fierce stare big eyes, eyes full of incredible.

The scenery on the mural is moving!

In the gorge and mountain, the waterfall, like a white gauze, glides from the fingertips and floats down gently. Green forest, such as waves ups and downs, continuous. The mural, which was still, was very angry and lively.

Hallucination. It must be hallucination. Gu Fenghua rubbed his eyes.

However, the flying waterfall and the undulating sea of clouds in front of us are so real, as if the limitless heaven tens of thousands of years ago reappeared in front of us.

This, this is the way of heaven and earth that ancient witchcraft needs to understand? Did I understand the ancient witchcraft so quickly?

Although Gu Fenghua never doubted her natural intelligence, she was surprised by what she saw.

Song Yu'an's talent is not bad, but it took him a year to understand the ancient witchcraft. Even the ancient genius she spoke of took three days.

As for himself, since Song Yu'an took out the secrets of the ancient witchcraft, it's only an hour at most, and he has understood the ancient witchcraft?

Although Gu Fenghua has always been regarded as a talent against heaven, and even as a demon in the holy world, he can't believe the speed.

No, no, it's not about talent. Gu Fenghua suddenly realized that there was a strange aura in the murals, and the same aura appeared in his own body. They were not exactly the same, but they were so harmonious. It was like playing the most beautiful music in the world.

Of course, Gu Fenghua didn't know what happened to the aura in the mural, but when did he have such aura?

Looking inside, she quickly found the answer: this aura does not come from itself, but from the demon pet space, from the small cheap flowers.

In the hazy fog, colorful electric lights flash alternately, as if the invisible fingers move the strings. There is a mysterious rhythm between the light patterns. The rhythm connects her body and mind with the mural.

What's the matter? Is the origin of xiaojianhua related to the ancient witch clan?

The origin of Xiaojian flower has always been a mystery. Even if you are the envoy, you can't see what kind of demon plant it is. Although it has no influence on Gu Fenghua and xiaojianhua, she is also curious about its origin.

But at this time, she did not think much, because soon, with the fluctuation of the aura, her mind involuntarily put into it

"What happened to Fenghua?" Luo en stretched his waist and was about to stand up when he suddenly found Gu Fenghua's eyes slightly fixed on the mural. His eyes were as quiet and deep as a thousand year old pool. Obviously, he was entering the void, so he asked suspiciously.

"Did you understand the ancient witchcraft?" Ye colorless guessed.

"How is that possible?" Song Yu'an exclaimed.