The top level of the Mountain Soul Battlefield is where Ge Laodao and the others are. The war has subsided by now.
This level has the smallest number of people, with only a dozen or so at the beginning. On the fortress are golden pagodas, giant cauldrons, alms bowls, etc. Under the magic weapons, they are suppressing the Xuantianmen and Dongyun sects, one by one, to the limit of demon transformation.
Ge Laodao said that they won, and it was very difficult to win. Ge Laodao was beaten to the point of death, both human and turtle, and now the body of Meng Ji appeared, with blood burning on his snow-white fur. He lay on a turtle shell and gasped. Three Xuantianmen transformed demons were suppressed in the turtle shell.
An old Taoist priest was leaning on his back, wearing a tattered Taoist robe but with a smile on his face. It was Taoist Qinghe from Xuanqing Temple.
The disciples of the Xuanqing Guan Mortal Realm had already withdrawn from Dongyun Mountain, and most of the Demon Transformation Realm had also left, leaving only five people left to settle the grievances of nine hundred years ago with the Xuantian Sect.
The five of them were all around Ge Laodao. In this battle, Ge Laodao was the only one who practiced the beast transformation chapter. One person was equivalent to the master of three demon transformations. It was too easy to be targeted.
He was seriously injured at this moment, and there was fear of an accident. His friend was by his side, and Qiao Changlun was meditating with his eyes closed.
A mirror floated out from Old Dao Qinghe's body, showing the Xuanqing Temple trial field.
A young Taoist priest next to him waved his empty sleeves and looked at the mirror: "This dragon turtle's talent is a bit poor. He can't understand even one technique?"
Ge Laodao opened his eyes, disdain flashed in Leopard's eyes: "Child Qingcheng, my apprentice's talent is beyond your imagination. He just doesn't bother to understand the techniques of the trial field."
The old Taoist hummed.
He couldn't help scolding Su He in his heart, what a brat. Is it true that you don’t understand even one skill in a day? The old man lost three gourds of good wine!
Taoist Qinghe chuckled: "This little dragon turtle is greedy. He swallowed up his own energy and lost his energy. He also stole Taoist Shoushan's attention and ran to the trial path of others."
Such a greedy turtle is really not suitable for Xuanqing Guan.
Qingcheng Taoist took a big sip of wine, suppressed the severe pain in his broken arm, and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, this little turtle broke into the trial mountain road I set up, hahaha, there is a set of exercises here that are very good. It is suitable for it. It is my new creation. Do you want Brother Ge to pass on it and let us start the time again? Let us set the time limit of three hours. If he can realize it, I will give you three longevity dates!"
Greed and defensiveness flashed through Ge Laodao's eyes at the same time: "What if you can't understand it?"
He wants the longevity date, which is very useful in recovering the injuries of the first body and the second body. But since Taoist Qingcheng dares to say this, I am afraid that the technique cannot be understood in three hours.
"If you can't understand it, you can make wine for me for three months!"
Ge Laodao's wine-making technology is famous throughout the Xuantian Immortal Realm, and it has already attracted people's greed.
Ge Laodao gritted his teeth for a long time and let out a leopard roar. Just as he was about to agree, he heard Taoist Qingcheng say in surprise: "Huh? This little dragon turtle actually sees the specialness of the technique and wants to understand it? Time it, Senior Brother Qinghe, hurry up and help me. Time it!"
Taoist Qinghe laughed, and a water mirror floated up with his halberd finger, with an hourglass pattern on it.
This is a variant usage of Su He Mingjian.
Taoist Qinghe was at the scene that day, so he naturally had some understanding.
On the trial mountain road, a disciple of the Changsong Sect lay motionless on the ground. This guy was not thinking very well. He probably thought Su He was a monster on the trial mountain road. As soon as Su He came out, Dancing Dao rushed towards him. As a result, even the Foreign Minister couldn't withstand the sword energy.
At this moment, a kingfisher in front of Su He met his eyes.
This kingfisher's technique aroused Su He's interest.
This bird knows thunder!
It was not the thunder talisman that Su He had seen before, and there were still traces of magic spells. It should be a fusion of talisman and magic.
And this mine is also a sea mine. And it is not simply the Gui Water Thunder Method or the Ren Water Thunder Method. It contains the echoes of Yin and Yang, Ren and Gui, which are both Yin and Yang thunders, which is wonderful.
Su He liked this thunder method.
He has a pure water attribute, and this Lei Tiansheng was customized for him.
Su He lacks attack methods. The only things he can use now are water control, divine power and sword energy. It would be better if there is an additional mine.
Su He lay still, his eyes bringing his consciousness to the limit, carefully observing the changes in the kingfisher's spiritual power and the power of thunder and lightning. The bird chirped and a bolt of lightning struck Su He's turtle shell.
He screamed and struck one after another.
The lightning strike on the body was not numb or burning, but icy cold, as if it would freeze everything. However, after the strike, there were traces of lightning burning.
Su He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was in a deep pool with a volcano at the bottom. A kingfisher plays on the water, and every movement is like a rune twisting, gradually forming a complex talisman.
This bird is originally used to teach the Dharma. Once you see through it, you will see through it.
"Thunderbirds"
This is the name of this technique. Once you understand it, you will naturally know it.
A dice fell from the sky and landed on the head of the kingfisher. This thunder method originally belonged to a disciple of the Changsong Sect, but Su He snatched it from Ali.
Four o'clock.
The mental understanding is improved, and the Thunderbird level is improved.
This technique is both a technique and a talisman. It requires condensing a water and thunder elemental talisman in the sea of consciousness. When releasing the thunderbird, it must mobilize the talisman and use spiritual power at the same time.
Xuanqing Temple must also recruit casual cultivators, otherwise people who have no practice will definitely not be able to understand this talisman - Su He can't understand it either. The original Thunderbird talisman can still be barely recognized, and it can be learned by careful study.
But the talisman that has been improved by the dice cannot be understood. This should be the product of the fusion and replacement of dozens of talismans.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, you can copy!
Su He mobilized his sea of consciousness, blended his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness into special pen and ink, and carefully copied and sketched it in his mind.
Crack!
A bolt of thunder exploded on Su Helong's head.
In the top battle area, everyone watching was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
Qingcheng Taoist laughed as his broken arm was in severe pain, and he pinched the severed part and shouted, "Ouch, ouch".
After shouting, he looked at Ge Laodao again: "Fellow Daoist Ge, it's been an hour and a half. Your disciple seems to have failed. Fortunately, he is a dragon turtle. If he were an ordinary person, wouldn't his mind and body be about to explode?" opened?"
Ge Laodao didn't want to speak.
Failed!
But it wasn't Su He's sketch that caused the problem. There were seals left by the dice, so it was pure copying, and the chance of failure was very small. Su He failed because of the two horns on his head.
Every time before he finished sketching, the horn would trigger the talisman, and the talisman would explode directly in his mind orifice. Fortunately, his mind orifice was big enough, and the dragon's horns would draw the thunder out.
There are two more antennas!
It should be because the dragon horns haven't grown yet and cannot be controlled.
Su He stirred up the sea of consciousness, and the divine consciousness surrounded the root of the dragon's horn and reinforced it layer by layer, isolating the dragon's horn.
Copy again.
Crack!
Another bolt of thunder exploded on top of his head.
Ge Laodao's leopard fur, which was as white as snow, turned black. Taoist Qingcheng couldn't stop laughing. Others were also laughing. Even Qiao Changlun opened his eyes and looked at Su He with interest.
After being exploded seven or eight times in succession, Su He's scales stood up, and the time had passed three hours earlier.
Later, it was not due to dragon horns several times. It's Su He's own problem. The talismans outlined are like castles in the air, they cannot be stored at all, and they will fall apart if you are not careful.
A normal monk should carve this talisman on his mind bead. Or is it carved on the barrier of consciousness?
Su He didn't know why. He thought for a long time and his eyes lit up. He didn't condense the mind beads. Even if the mind aperture barrier was reinforced with soul jade, he couldn't carve seals at all. But there was a clear lesson!
