Chapter 1792 (One Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety Two) High Five
The action of staring at the stick is not optional. When the alchemists reach this point, they must not only stare at the stick, but also concentrate on staring. Only in this way can the next thing be done smoothly.
Hou Jizhuan slowly moved his hands above his head, keeping his hands closed during the whole process.
The wooden stick stopped spinning, and purple smoke appeared around it. Those alchemists no longer need to concentrate on staring at the sticks.
The purple smoke became thicker and thicker. After a while, all the alchemists could only see the purple smoke and could not see the wooden sticks in it.
Hou Jizhuan opened his hands and moved them down, high-fived his chest three times and then kept closing them again.
The alchemists who formed a circle raised their hands above their heads in unison, still folded.
Hou Jizhuan raised his closed hands above his head again.
Hou Ji recited the incantation louder, and then clap his hands three times above his head.
After Hou Jizhuan claps his hands for the third time, each of the alchemists who formed a circle claps their hands three times above their heads.
Hou Jizhuan slowly moved his hands down and placed them on his knees, palms facing up.
The other alchemists lowered their closed hands and moved them back to their chests.
Hou Jizhuan suddenly pushed his hands toward the purple smoke hanging in the air, and then put his hands back on his knees, palms facing down.
The alchemists in the circle all opened their closed hands at the moment when Hou Ji pushed the smoke with his special hands, put his left hand on his left knee, stretched his hand flat, palm facing up, and pointed at the cloud in the air with the index finger of his right hand. Purple smoke.
Hou Jizhuan put his left hand into a fist on his knee, drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and pointed at the purple smoke with the index and middle fingers of his right hand together.
Just hearing a "bang", the purple smoke exploded, and the smoke became more and more, flying to all parts of the gray house. The alchemists who formed a circle moved their right hands down and placed them on their knees, palms facing up.
Hou Jizhuan clasped his hands in front of his chest again.
When the purple smoke flew toward the blue-armored men, they stopped making sounds that frightened the alchemists. All the eyes of those blue-armored men were directed at the wooden stick.
When the purple smoke flew everywhere, the wooden stick that was originally in the purple smoke was exposed. However, at this moment, it no longer glowed purple, but glowed white.
Since the purifying spirit in the wooden stick had already reached everywhere in the gray house along with the purple smoke, there was no purifying spirit in the wooden stick at this time.
The Purity Qi has been integrated into the gray house, and the state of the man in blue armor who was previously touched by the Purification Qi is also different from before.
Hou Jizhuan stood up, placed his hands on the left and right side of the hanging wooden stick again, slowly approached the wooden stick, aligned the two ends of the wooden stick with the palms of his hands, and sandwiched the wooden stick between his palms.
Next, Hou Jizhuan and the alchemists will continue to work on the gray house to further exert the effect of the pure soul energy integrated into the gray house.
The alchemists in the circle changed the movements of their hands, and lights of various colors appeared in the sky.
Hou Jizhuan beat the white wooden stick into the light of various colors in the air, and those lights "dyed" the wooden stick into multi-colored light.
The moment they saw the wooden sticks turn into multi-colored lights, the alchemists immediately changed to another incantation and clasped their hands in front of their chests again.
At this time, the multi-colored wooden stick began to rotate horizontally again.
(End of chapter)