Chapter 169 Inscription
I wish all my good friends a happy Lantern Festival, family reunion, peace and harmony*!
Thank you for the reward of the drunkard brother!
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Two clouds of light fog appeared in front of the spiritual mirror, which turned out to be two snow-white lark birds. The lark spirit bird is lively, keen and not aggressive. It is often caught by inscriptions to cultivate as a spiritual medium. These two larks still maintain the kind and lively characteristics of the cloud bird, chattering in front of the spiritual mirror without any hostility.
Yun Zheng was secretly happy, which saved me a lot of energy, saving me a lot of energy, like absorbing the second-order deer king Hui nuclear, and taking mental surrender. He moved his mind and slowly refined the light fog of the two groups of cloud birds into the spiritual platform mirror, and absorbed the spiritual power. The spiritual platform mirror was clearer, as if it could be seen from the bottom. Even the black Xuanlian flame floating on the mirror is much more blazing.
After absorbing and refining the two cores, he felt refreshed and full of mind, and even the wound of Gui Nian, which was gradually numb on his left shoulder, felt much more relaxed, and the damage of ghost Nian was suppressed to a certain extent.
The state of cultivation is very good. Yun Zheng was reluctant to sit down, so he took out the flame poison dagger, carefully thought about the direction of the four major inscriptions on the short sword, and carefully experienced the engraving consciousness of the inscription master who designed the sword, which was deeper than what he realized in a cliff cave two days ago. Soon he condensed a short sword light and shadow in front of the spiritual mirror. The style of the light and shadow of the dagger is completely imitated by the poisonous spirit dagger, which is clearer than the previous one.
Yun Zheng moved to control, and the light and shadow of the sword flew out of his eyes and circled around his body.
He is now in the realm of four grades and five steps, and his thoughts can initially condense, but the distance is only about five steps, about five meters to seven meters. Moreover, the light and shadow of this short sword has not yet reached the level of purity, so only Yun Zheng can see it. However, the mind inscription on the dagger is authentic. After being driven by clouds, the three kinds of martial arts of wind, fire and gold condensed. He appeared around him with blue, red and white light and shadow, constantly flying, drumming and shaking, and also very powerful.
The old god who sat and meditated next to him immediately felt abnormal. His eyes opened and his eyes were like electricity. Obviously, after refining the crystal nucleus, his spiritual strength also recovered a lot. The old god glanced at Yun Zheng and looked happy. "After all, he is the genius of Ziwei Emperor Star's talent. He has realized the trick of the inscription so quickly. It's not bad. He is worthy of being a personal disciple of Grandpa."
Divine inscription? Isn't that something that can only be cultivated when you reach the realm of eight grades? Yun Zheng was shocked by the words of the old god and opened his eyes and asked, "Grandpa, do you mean that a genius like me can practice the inscription without waiting for the eighth level?"
"It's stinky. Practice should be down-to-earth step by step. You can't be opportunistic at all. Young people, don't become lazy because you have the ultimate talent." Grandpa looked like he was going to teach as a teacher. He pointed to the blue, red and white lights and shadows hovering around the clouds. "Grandpa said that you have understood the trick of the divine inscription, but it is still far from really condensed into the divine inscription. No matter how it appears, only you can see what you have condensed now, and others can't see it. This is called the Yin God inscription, which is not a real divine inscription.
Yun Zheng then realized something and said, "If it comes to the point where others can also see it, is it a real divine inscription?"
"That's called Yang Shen's inscription, which is a little closer," the old god grandpa stretched his limbs and stood up. "Only when you really condense the picture of your original talent and can fight with the power of your original talent be regarded as a real divine inscription. Boy, the road is still long. Let's practice hard.
Yun Zheng thought that from the beginning of nourishing the shape, it has to go through several major processes such as the inscription of Yinshen, the condensed light wings, the inscriptions of Yangshen, and the cohesion of the original talent. The road to cultivating the inscriptions of the gods is indeed very difficult. He asked with a smile, "Grandpa, have you practiced the inscription? Why have you never seen you show it? Also, Grandpa, what kind of talent are you? Saying it opened my eyes and shocked me.
"Of course, Grandpa has practiced the inscription. What, how dare you doubt me?" Grandpa stared and said, "Speaking of Grandpa's original talent, of course, it's not worse than you. It's just that Grandpa was seriously injured by ghosts and his cultivation has been greatly reduced, and many powerful spells can't be used."
Grandpa laughed and scolded unruly, and his words were true or false, but Yun Zheng could hear the weight of those words, and naturally he would not doubt him. Yun Zheng secretly made up his mind that he must buy it at the auction to heal the old god's wounds. When his skills recover, he still have to look up to the old god's magic power.
Yun Zheng grabbed the flame poison dagger in front of him and immediately recalled the experience in a cliff cave. The shadow of the skillful medicine lady's benevolence suddenly appeared in his mind. The matter of benevolence still made him feel very sorry. He said that he didn't know what happened to this hot hand medicine woman now. Did she die by explosion or was it a chance to be rescued? Or did you go down the mountain and find another medicine tripod?
As I was thinking about it, Yun Zheng suddenly felt that the wound left by Han Tian's left shoulder jumped slightly, and then he kept jumping rhythmically. It felt very strange, as if something was ready to move in the wound and rush out.
What's going on? Yun Zheng felt strange and found that the old god grandfather was also paying attention to his wound. Obviously, the same thing happened to him as Yun Zheng.
Then Yun Zheng felt a pain in his shoulder, and the wound that had been initially scabbed cracked again, and a stream of black blood gushed out, which soaked his clothes in an instant. The old god's condition is not better than Yun Zheng, and his chest and abdomen are also soaked with blood.
"It's the ghost killer of the Ninja Hall." Grandpa suddenly stood up, pulled the cloak and put it on his body, and even put on his hood.
The fluctuation of the ghost teacher of the Ninja Hall can cause the wound to break, which is really surprising. Yun Zheng jumped up, reached out to put out the lamp, and suddenly a torn sharp pain came from his shoulder. Then as if there was invisible force pulling, a black fog overflowed from the wound on the left shoulder and flew out of the window. Grandpa God also looked like this, with black and thread, shooting from the wound between his chest and abdomen.
At the same time, Yun Zheng's newly condensed full spiritual consciousness actually rushed out with this black fog, as if to empty him.
What an evil door! Yun Zheng was shocked, his mind moved, and the light and shadow of the dagger hovering around him hovered in front of him. Yun Zheng frowned vigorously and was full of murderous intent, and the short sword suddenly shot out. "Puff" and "Puff" cut off the black fog overflowing from their wounds. The condensed fire of the light and shadow of the short sword turned into flames and burned back against the current of the black sand, stopping at the wound, closing the road of the black sand. The remaining two blacks flew out of the window like smoke and dissipated in the night sky.
As soon as the black evil was cut off, the strange beating of Yun Zheng's wound stopped, and the surging black blood also stopped flowing, and the spiritual consciousness running out was recondensing by him. Yun Zheng took a look at the old god, and he nodded, meaning that the wound had changed normally.
Yun Zheng took back the mind dagger to avoid the consumption of mind too fast. He smashed the window with a punch and looked outside the house. The autumn wind was bleak, and several old trees with fallen leaves trembled in the wind, and the wind swept the leaves and floated around. There seems to be nothing unusual, but there is a crisis everywhere.
"Where can the ghost teacher come from?" Yun Zheng asked, taking out the third-order spirit beast thunder hornbill and feeding a lightning fire crystal in the palm of his hand, ready to release it out to spy.
"The ghost killer's deeds are mysterious and haunted. Any angle may be their offensive direction. Grandpa has dealt with them several times, but he has not found any fatal weakness of the ghost master. If not, how could grandpa hurt their hands? Grandpa walked steadily to the hall, put his hands in his sleeves, and his sharp eyes moved around alertly. "Kid, their main goal is grandpa. If you go to Wei Wuji, the alliance will definitely help. If we stay here, maybe we will end up together."
"Old man, do you think I will believe you? If the protection of the alliance works, why didn't you stay when Wei Wuji said he was sending people? If I turn my head and leave, with the evil means of the ghost teacher, you will definitely be killed. You eat me and live in me, and you still owe me a four-grade soul crystal core. I want to leave you to pay the debt, but I can't let you die first.
Yun Zheng said and saw that the thunder hornbill had swallowed and refined the lightning fire crystal. The blue light on his body flashed, spread its wings and hovered in front of his eyes. Yun Zheng released a trace of divine thoughts and established contact with the thunder hornbill, and the spiritual mirror immediately showed the vision of the thunder hornbill.
Yun Zheng was about to command the thunder hornbill to fly out to find out. Its wings spread, the blue light flashed on its body, and the whole bird became almost transparent, instantly turning into two light and shadows on its left and right sides. Divided into three parts, the spiritual bird's mind fluctuation is more pure and powerful than before, and it seems to have sublimated to a level.
"I'm afraid this spirit beast has awakened its fighting skills, and its ability has sublimated to the fourth level. After entering the fourth level, the Thunder Hornbird can change its split. Grandpa, I can see it again. Grandpa looked at the thunder hornbill and saw the clue.
Originally, when the thunder hornbill was subdued as a spiritual pet by Yun Zheng, there were already three classes. These days, he fought with Yun Zheng. He often fed it lightning crystals and never treated it badly. Yun Zheng meditates every day, and his cultivation is increasing day by day. Feeling by Yun Zheng's mind, the realm of Thunder Hornbill is also improving at the same time. Just now, Yun Zheng refined two soul crystal cores, and the spiritual consciousness gathered very full, and the thunder hornbird had just refined a lightning fire crystal. Therefore, Yun Zhengyi established a connection with its spirit, and the Thunder Hornbill was absorbed by the impact of powerful energy, instantly enlightened, broke through the bottleneck of the realm, and rose to the fourth level.
The fourth, fifth and sixth levels belong to the fighting spirit beast. In addition to the monster instinct, it has awakened certain fighting skills and can consciously assist the master in fighting and intelligent evolution. The value of the four-grade thunder hornbills is many times greater than at the beginning.
Thunder hornbird spread its wings and flew out of the window, and the two shadows moved with it. They flew over the yard, five meters apart from each other, presenting a triangular shape. The vision of the three birds locked 360 degrees around it, and there was no dead angle.