Chapter 38 The Divine Mark is Large and Thick

"Junior brother, are you here to tear down the house?" Xiong Yourong couldn't hold himself any longer. She just came back a little later, so it couldn't be like this!

Zhao Mu was embarrassed and quickly explained: "Sister, there is something wrong with the book you gave me. I followed the instructions above to carve a wind formation, but it turned into a wind blade formation."

Xiong Yourong's face was full of doubts and he said, "It's impossible. You try again. Wait, try it outside the house."

Zhao Mu nodded, and the two came to the courtyard. Zhao Mu once again carved thirty-six divine patterns in the air to form a formation of wind.

In an instant, the strong wind surged. After losing the restraint of the limited space in the house, the scope of the strong wind became larger. The grass and trees were blown violently, and wind blades were generated in the strong wind, raging past like a lawnmower. In the blink of an eye, the entire yard became a mess.

Xiong Yourong frowned slightly, what is going on?

She had carefully observed the process of Zhao Mu Ning's carving of the divine patterns, and there was no problem. Logically speaking, the carved divine patterns could only stimulate the flow of air, and could not condense the air into wind blades to produce lethality.

Although the Wind Blade Formation is also a primary formation, it is one level higher than the Wind Formation. It requires seventy-two divine patterns to be engraved into shape, and it also requires applying pressure and consuming a certain amount of spiritual energy.

The more Xiong Yourong thought about it, the weirder it became. This was totally unreasonable.

She couldn't help but take matters into her own hands and carve out the wind formation.

The result is normal, a breeze blows in my face, except for making the air in the yard fresher, there is no change.

Xiong Yourong still didn't believe it, so he added, "Try again."

Zhao Mu didn't mind the trouble and once again engraved the thirty-six divine patterns of the wind array into shape.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, even more violent than before. Hundreds of thousands of wind blades were raging everywhere in the strong wind. A large tree in the courtyard with a trunk as thick as a thigh was even cut in half, with a sudden crash. Fall to the ground.

When Xiong Yourong saw this scene, he felt bad.

She suddenly had some doubts about what she had learned after studying the formations for so many years.

"Junior brother, how did you do it?"

Zhao Mu also saw at this moment that there was something wrong not with the book Xiong Yourong gave him, but with himself.

But he didn't do anything wrong. The divine patterns carved by the two of them were exactly the same, so why were the effects so different?

Xiong Yourong thought for a while and said, "You try the fire formation again. You learn from me. Just follow what I do."

Zhao Mu nodded.

Xiong Yourong used local materials and cut two wooden boards from the tree at the bottom, and the two of them took one piece each.

She took a deep breath and began to carve divine patterns on the wooden board stroke by stroke.

The fire formation also requires thirty-six divine patterns, but the structure of the divine patterns is a little more complicated. Xiong Yourong's carving speed is very slow, and Zhao Mu can just keep up with her rhythm.

After a while, the two people sculpted the fire array into shape one after the other.

Wow.

The wooden board in front of Xiong Yourong suddenly burst into flames, and then began to burn rapidly.

But her attention was completely attracted by the wooden board in front of Zhao Mu.

At the moment when the formation was engraved and formed, a fire tornado several meters high suddenly shot up from the wooden board in front of Zhao Mu. In less than a second, the wooden board was completely burned, and even the remaining ashes were extremely few.

At this moment, less than a fifth of the wooden board in front of Xiong Yourong had been burned.

Now Xiong Yourong couldn't hold himself any longer.

"Why is this happening?"

The same divine pattern, the same formation, and the same materials. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any difference in the effectiveness of the formation.

Suddenly, Xiong Yourong looked at Zhao Mu with a straight gaze.

"Sister, why do you look at me like this?"

"If it's not a problem with the formation, then it can only be your own problem. Does the Holy Body of the Red Sun have the effect of increasing the power of the fire-based formation? But it shouldn't be. The power of the wind formation and the pure sun have nothing to do with it. Associated."

The more Xiong Yourong thought about it, the more something was wrong. Suddenly he grabbed Zhao Mu's arm, pulled him back into the house, and went straight to his boudoir.

When Zhao Mu was wondering, Xiong Yourong suddenly pulled open her fragrant skirt, revealing her flat and smooth belly.

Zhao Mu's eyes instantly lit up.

"Senior sister, what are you really doing? Men and women are not close to each other."

Even if I don't kiss you, you still stare.

What to pretend to be.

However, Xiong Yourong didn't have time to care about it at this moment. She straightened it down and pointed at her flat belly and said, "Come here, use my skin as the base and carve divine patterns on it."

"Is this what I can do for free?" Zhao Mu was deeply shocked.

"Stop being wordy and hurry up."

Zhao Mu didn't know how to write ink. He leaned forward, used his index finger as a pen, touched Xiong Yourong's lower abdomen, stroke by stroke across her smooth skin, and began to carve out divine symbols one after another.

Whenever Zhao Mu's fingertips brushed against Xiong Yourong's skin, her body would tremble slightly, appearing very sensitive.

However, in order to find out how Zhao Mu's divine patterns were different from his own, Xiong Yourong still tried his best to hold back.

"Senior sister, are you ready?" Zhao Mu had already carved thirty-five divine patterns. If he added one more stroke, the wind array would take shape. He was afraid that the wind blade would scratch Xiong Yourong's perfect belly.

Xiong Yourong said, "Continue, don't be afraid of hurting me."

After that, Xiong Yourong waved his hand and launched a special defensive formation centered on himself.

It's like drawing a ground to form a prison, isolating everything around you.

When Zhao Mu saw this, he didn't think much about it and directly added the last stroke.

Instantly, a strong wind blew.

But it was suppressed by the surrounding formations, and the strong wind could not vent outward, and was suppressed in a small area.

The wind blades kept passing through his body, and Zhao Mu's clothes were cut to pieces, but with the dragon tendon armor protecting his body, all these wind blades were blocked and did not affect him.

The same was true for Xiong Yourong. There was a layer of faint light covering the surface of her skin, and the wind blades could not threaten her either.

But her clothes were cut into rags by the wind blades just like Zhao Mu's.

The faint spring light feasted Zhao Mu's eyes.

Soon, the strong wind dissipated and calm was restored.

Xiong Yourong stood up and saw her tattered skirt. Her face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly took something to cover it.

Zhao Mu pretended not to see anything and asked, "Senior sister, have you found any problems?"

Xiong Yourong calmed down and said, "I feel that the divine pattern you condensed is bigger and thicker than mine."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Mu asked, trying to resist the urge to tell a dirty joke.

"Divine patterns can also be regarded as a kind of power. The thicker the divine pattern, the stronger the power it contains. I have read in some ancient books that in ancient times, there were powerful people who could control the world and control billions of divine patterns with just a wave of their hands. The whole world seemed to be under his feet. The divine patterns they controlled were very thick, and some of them even took shape and reached the point where they could be seen by the naked eye...

But I still can't understand it. You and I are both normal people. Why are the divine patterns you condensed thicker than mine? Even the divine patterns condensed by the master are not as exaggerated as yours. You are no longer a gifted person, you are simply a freak."

Xiong Yourong couldn't help but mutter.

But after hearing this, Zhao Mu finally understood.

This must be related to his human emperor bloodline.

The ancient bloodline must have a higher degree of compatibility with the divine pattern of heaven and earth.