After Elder Li left, Lin Yuan carefully read through the Three Transformation Infant Techniques.
This method is indeed too old, and Elder Li's so-called unconstrained power is just a glorification of its concept. In Lin Yuan's view, this is an extremely cruel and bloody method.
Different from the current mainstream method of breaking pills to become a baby in the world of immortality, the owner of this method came up with a point of view after observing many Yuanying creatures, that is, transformation.
First find a suitable target, then capture its Nascent Soul and erase its spiritual intelligence. Then put your own inner elixir into the blank Yuanying, and use the flames generated by the burning of the Yuanshen to burn the whole body at all times, and gradually dissolve the inner elixir into the Yuanying.
Throughout the process, the monks had to endure unimaginable pain, and even if they succeeded, they would only be one-third complete. In the future, it is necessary to condense another golden elixir and repeat the previous process.
After repeating this process three times in a row, you can truly occupy this foreign Nascent Soul and be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage monk.
However, although this method seems a bit backward and scary, many of its methods have brought a lot of inspiration to Lin Yuan.
"Old Demon Mo, how many Nascent Soul Techniques do you have?" Lin Yuan asked in the sea of consciousness.
Being called an old demon by Lin Yuan, Mo Chuan's anger welled up. It had never experienced such humiliation before when it transformed into a great demon. If in the past, if a pill-forming monk dared to talk to it like this, it would definitely draw out his soul and burn it carefully with the netherworld flames for a hundred years!
But now the situation is stronger than the people.
"Hi, the Yuanying monks are all respectfully called Yuanjun. How can it be so easy to obtain the magic formula to promote Yuanying. I have a few magic tricks for cultivating demons, which can be used to promote Yuanying. Do you dare to ask for it?" Mo Chuan said provocatively.
"Oh, how many are there? I want them all." Lin Yuan said unceremoniously.
"Okay! I'll give it all to you! You have to understand it carefully." Mo Chuan smiled, and several light spots separated from the body of the soul, floating in the sea of consciousness.
Lin Yuan's sea of consciousness swallowed up the light spot and received the magic formula.
On the black land, Lin Yuan was slowly moving forward while comprehending the secrets of the magic formula.
Since there was no one around, Lin Yuan was too lazy to restrain his cultivation. With his spiritual consciousness fully opened, he quickly became aware of the various spiritual beings in the world.
Some were as slender as silk, but there were also some that showed their extraordinary appearance when he sensed them.
Lin Yuan stopped in front of a pile of rubble. In his perception, a vast spirituality like a green dragon was calling him strongly here.
"The First Cause of All Realms"
A whirlwind whipped up at the edge of the forest, blowing away the stones, and a green spiritual grass was swaying with leaves. Its rich vitality strongly demonstrated its presence.
"Hidden Dragon Grass!" In the sea of consciousness, Mo Chuan's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.
"Is this elixir rare?" Lin Yuan asked.
Mo Chuan's eyes were complicated. Whenever this little monk thought he was mysterious, he would act even more mysterious.
Although this spiritual grass is now firmly rooted in front of Lin Yuan, it can actually move its position at will and can also block the monk's spiritual consciousness. Ordinary monks may be unable to find it after a lifetime of searching. Obtaining it is the meaning of "the divine dragon sees its head but not its tail".
Hidden Dragon Grass is not only the main medicinal material of various rare elixirs, but it itself is a precious elixir. After taking it directly, Nascent Soul monks can extend their lives by 50 years.
Mo Chuan remembered that he only planted one. Judging by the year, it was the one in front of him.
"It's really weird. Your kid's luck is hard to understand." Mo Chuan wondered.
"I've always had good luck."
Lin Yuan flicked his fingers to create a small whirlwind, and put the spiritual grass that kept showing his favor in his spiritual consciousness into the storage ring.
After a while, a certain lake was churning violently, and a colorful lotus stood tall and graceful.
"Xiacai Nine-leaf Lotus!"
In Mochuan's exclamation, Lin Yuan stretched out his Yun hand, picked it, and placed it in a century-old jade box.
The Taihua Sect's map was indeed detailed, and Lin Yuan compared it, avoiding various restrictions along the way and heading towards the strong spirituality he sensed.
In Mo Chuan's eyes, Lin Yuan's progress seemed to have no definite purpose. Sometimes he would go straight for half an hour and then suddenly turn, and sometimes he would go back and forth repeatedly from left to right.
However, no matter where Lin Yuan goes, he will always find precious elixirs and spiritual materials soon.
"Hey, it's just the periphery. No matter how precious it is, it's only at the Nascent Soul level." Mo Chuan comforted himself in his heart.
The edge of the forest slowly moved towards the center of the black land. He has now reached the level of perfect pill formation, and the Xuanjin Glazed Sword, as a high-grade magical weapon, can no longer keep up with his level. Therefore, he planned to try his luck in the central warehouse.
…
In a canyon, two monks were facing each other in the air.
"Old Demon with Tao Bones, if you retreat now, I can still spare your life!" The monk with a yellow robe and a horse-faced face said with a frosty face while holding a sword.
"Haha, the treasure is a place for those who are virtuous. Master Jingming, if this treasure can meet me, it means that I am more virtuous than you." The short, skinny and sinister old man said with a smile.
"Good! What a virtuous person to live in." Master Jingming smiled angrily.
He entered the Black Water Palace and finally met a magic weapon that he liked. Just when he was struggling to break through the protective restrictions around the magic weapon, the old demon of pottery bones intervened, causing his success to fail.
"Death! Falling Frost Sword Technique!"
Master Jingming's late-stage elixir-forming mana was unleashed to its fullest, and the originally white sword body was instantly covered with frost. When the sword was swung down, the surrounding snow flew, and tens of meters of frost sword energy fell rapidly.
"I've heard for a long time that Master Jingming's Frost Sword Technique is unparalleled, so today I asked the old devil to give it a try."
Tao Gu laughed loudly, took out a Tao Yun from his back, pressed his fingers on the holes on it, and played it calmly.
The deep and sad falling sound penetrated the ice and snow, and the invisible sound waves were layered one on top of another, supporting the falling sword edge. More sound waves drowned Master Jingming on the opposite side.
"Evoking Eight Sounds!"
Master Jingming heard the cry of ghosts in his ears, and quickly realized in his mind what kind of magic power the old demon Tao Gu had performed. But it was too late. After working hard to defeat the restriction, he was so angry that he took action carelessly and unprepared.
At this moment, the magic power in his body was unstable, and he felt dizzy.
"Old Demon Tao Gu, this matter will not end so easily!" Master Jingming took back his sword and said angrily. The next moment, he quickly took a pill and turned into light and left.
"Haha." Tao Gu sneered and did not pursue him.
He fell down the canyon and walked through the passage opened by Master Jingming.
"Hehe, the rare black lotus magic weapon that nourishes the soul. I will accept it, old devil."
Tao Gu looked at the black lotus floating in the distance, and could no longer contain the joy in his heart.
Suddenly, a bright light shot straight into the sky from beside Black Lotus. A vast inspiration came to him, and Tao Gu subconsciously covered it with his hands in front of him.
He opened his eyes and tried to look inside the restriction. A sword as cold as clear waves was suspended in the air, flaunting its power wantonly, and next to it, a young monk was reaching for it.
"The best magic weapon!" Tao Gu shouted, then he became furious and angrily attacked the monk.
"Good boy! If you dare to take my magic weapon from the old devil, you will die!"
Lin Yuan's expression was as calm as ever. He grabbed the sword, turned around, and swung his sword down at the attacking old demon with pottery bones.
The heaven and earth were silent, spiritual energy rolled like a tide, and boundless clouds fell from the sky, filling the canyon in an instant.
In the horrified gaze of the old devil Tao Gu, a bright sword light that seemed to be the spirit of heaven and earth instantly swallowed up his sound waves and merged with him.
"Have I become an immortal?"
At the end of his death, a thought came to Tao Gu's mind. He felt like he had taken off all his restraints and became extremely light. How beautiful heaven and earth are, everything is embracing and welcoming him.
"Fengyun Shengling Sword."
Lin Yuan wielded the results of his enlightenment during this period. This sword combined his special magic power with part of the principles of the Three-Transformation Infant Technique. With one strike of the sword, the spirituality of all things in the world is aroused. After the sword light leaves the body, it will continue to increase and become stronger.
