Chapter 1793

"My psychic power is too weak."

Yantao spoke quietly.

Spiritual power is different from spiritual power.

Mental power comes from talent.

Although spiritual strength is also related to daily practice, it is just constantly consolidated and deepened.

Man's mental power is like a vast ocean stored in his mind.

Your talent directly determines the amount of mental power you can use.

Spiritual power comes from the power of nature.

The amount of spiritual power stored in your body depends on your usual rest and meditation.

Although Yan Tao is gifted, his body is not weak.

But she took over the body for only a few years. She was too young to compare with the divine power.

Even if you can practice successfully, it's just a slight gain.

If you want to be an emperor warrior, her spiritual power must be at least equal to her spiritual power.

"I know."

Yan Zun stood up and went straight out of the room: "follow me."

Yan Zun leads the way.

Several people turned around and entered a very remote corner.

There are so many weeds here that even the walls are mottled and fall off.

The road under my feet is covered with thick moss. I don't know how many years no one has walked.

Yan Tao frowned gently.

This is his Marshal's mansion, but how can she remember... She has never been to this place.

Song Ling Feng walked forward in small steps, leaned close to Yan Tao's ear and whispered, "marshal, this place used to imprison prisoners on death row. It has not been used for a long time."

Marshal's mansion was rebuilt on the ruins of Yan mansion.

However, the Yan mansion was too big.

Only Yan Tao lived alone. At the beginning, he repaired some buildings in the middle of the city.

In other places, the marshal didn't live and didn't bother to take care of it at all.

"Here we are."

Yan Zun pushed open the dusty door.

He's not a big move. But it stirred up a burst of dust.

Yunkuo and Yantao react very quickly,

One body leaned to the left and the other to the right, narrowly avoiding the raised dust.

The song leaf in the back stepped up one step and couldn't avoid eating a mouthful of ash.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The leaf was choking and sneezing.

Yan Zun stepped into the room.

The room is big enough to hold a hundred people at the same time.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Tao felt the great spiritual power.

The girl's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes swept around the whole room.

Gather souls.

There are hundreds of overlapping soul gathering arrays in this room.

Moreover, the layout is extremely exquisite and linked.

Hundreds of arrays were accommodated in this room at the same time, and there was nothing wrong.

"Follow my footsteps."

Yan Zun led the way, followed by Yun Kuo and Yan Tao.

Song Lingfeng held his fat belly and jumped carefully, for fear that he might step on the wrong step and be crushed into slag by this array.

Several people walked around the room for more than ten times. Yan Zuncai finally stood in the middle of the room.

He bowed respectfully to the front before turning around and motioning Yan Tao and Yun Kuo to come forward.

Yantao took a step forward.

Without the cover of the array, she could see clearly the shape of the center of the house.

There sat ten people.

Ten people have different faces, old and young.

But they all sat on the ground with their hands folded, as if they were practicing.

Yantao looked again for several times before he could see clearly.

These ten people are dummies.

It's just that what they do is too realistic, coupled with their constantly surging spiritual power, they will give people the illusion that they are still alive.