Second floor, quiet room.
Yang Yu input his own mana into the already carved formation.
As soon as the mana entered the formation, the complex lines on the ground seemed to expand, rising like bubbles.
In just a few breaths of time, the formation that was originally composed of blood lines seemed to have turned into flesh and blood.
According to the practice method of shell cultivation, Yang Yu threw the prepared materials into the formation one by one.
The material falling into the formation quickly became shattered and merged with the formation.
Soon, when the formation and all the materials were combined together, it returned to its original appearance on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
A heart-breaking sourness spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Yang Yu pulled out the spinal cord feathers from behind and gently placed them in the formation.
He muttered the words and recited the mantras exactly according to the practice method, without any mistakes or omissions.
Once you make a mistake, you are very likely to fail and cause a certain degree of backlash to yourself.
Fortunately, the process was extremely smooth and there were no mistakes. Soon the formations seemed to come alive, all attached to the true feathers of the spinal cord, and they penetrated into the true feathers of the spinal cord as if they were conscious.
At this moment, Yang Yu suddenly felt the flow of mana in the true feathers of the spinal cord. Although it was only a faint trace, it was still changing more and more.
Although the spinal cord feather is part of his body, as a body part, this thing is still in its infancy and can only be used as a weird weapon.
You can use the shell-raising technique to train it into your own body, and the feeling will be completely different.
It's like the Spinal Cord True Feather is just like a real monk, but his magic power is low now. Once he grows to a sufficient level in the future, he can also do everything a monk can do.
Moreover, don't forget that the spinal cord feather itself can continue to evolve. With evolution and practice, its power in the future will definitely be impressive.
This is not just as simple as having a special part, it is equivalent to at least doubling the strength, and being the same as Yang Gu, there is no need to bear any price.
The shell-raising technique is indeed a technique derived from the Earthly Dharma Monument. It is indeed extraordinary!
Yang Yu let go of the hand holding the spinal cord Zhenyu. Now he no longer needs to hold the object to function. He only needs to control it with consciousness. He can even let it function freely, which also frees up one of his hands.
Swish swish——
Countless white feathers kept flying in the air, leaving scratches like white lines in the air, which quickly disappeared.
The original white feather was only extremely sharp, but now with the blessing of magic power, it will become even more terrifying.
In addition, since it is one piece, the Spinal Cord Feather can also activate any technique mastered by Yang Gu without any ambiguity.
When the countless white feathers burned with dark red flames, it was like the Eucalyptus poplar was surrounded by countless fire snakes. This seemed to be more powerful than the Nine Dragons and Nine Vala Wind launched by the Wilderness Confinement.
It's just that the cultivation aura above the true feathers of the spinal cord is still very weak and cannot bring out Yang Gu's full strength. Many spells cannot be used alone for the time being and still need to grow.
Putting the true feathers of the spinal cord into his body, Yang Yu then took out the golden evil order that Zhuanyu old man had given him just now.
Inputting mana into the Jin Zhen Ling, the Jin Zhen Ling immediately disintegrated and turned into a thick red mist that quickly rotated in the void in front of Yang Gu.
This also means that this Golden Token has been consumed.
It wasn't until the red mist condensed into a dark hole in front of Yang Eucalyptus, like a red eyeball opening in nothingness, that the entrance to the Golden Thread River was completely finalized. Only then did Yang Eucalyptus step forward and enter it. .
With a flash of light before his eyes, the scene changed drastically. It was no longer a quiet room in a small attic, but turned into something like the bottom of an abyss.
Along with Yang Yu's breathing, the water surged into Yang Yu's mouth and nose, and entered his chest. There was a burning pain in his chest.
Yang Yu obviously didn't expect what would happen when he entered here through the entrance. He quickly used his magic power to protect himself and entered a breath-holding state, so there was no impact.
This place is like a seabed, extremely deep and dark, seeming to capture all the silence and loneliness.
However, in this dark and quiet world, there are countless red lights.
They seemed to be floating in dark water, glowing with an eerie red light.
These unique lights appear unusually abrupt in the vast ocean floor, as if they are telling the secrets hidden deep in the ocean floor.
At a glance, these lights are obviously full of light, but they still cannot illuminate the bottom of the sea. It seems to be in darkness forever.
The entrance behind him suddenly disappeared, turning into red mist again and gathering on the back of Yang Yu's hand, leaving a flame mark on the back of his hand.
Yang Yu immediately understood that as long as he got what he wanted, this mark might send him away from here immediately.
But, looking at so many lights, how should he search?
Just as a thought arose in Yang Yu's mind, she looked at the light nearest to her. The bright light of the fire seemed to exude some kind of special aura.
His body slowly floated up, and he was ready to get closer and take a closer look.
At this time, a pair of huge eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, like two huge bells, violent waves suddenly rose on the sea floor, and countless lights danced in an instant.
The wave made Yang Yu keep retreating, and he retreated several feet before he could stabilize his figure. However, when he looked in front of him again, his eyes suddenly froze.
In the deep seabed, a huge creature was winding in the darkness. On its head, which was filled with ferocious ferocity, two huge eyes were looking towards Yang Gu, only ten feet away from Yang Gu.
Even though the place is filled with sea water, Yang Gu can intuitively feel a cold breath blowing towards his face and sweeping through his body.
What he was looking directly at was a huge dragon!
The bottom of the sea is sparkling and clear, but it is impossible to look directly into the deep depths. It is a giant dragon with a length of hundreds of feet, twisting its long body on the bottom of the sea, causing crazy waves.
Those red lights were actually hanging on its body, intertwined with flesh and blood extending from its body, filling the bottom of the sea.
There is a golden lamp on the top of the dragon's head, which looks ferocious and ferocious, shining brightly.
It's just that the light from the lamp was wrapped in a layer of seawater, preventing it from completely penetrating the seawater. It looked like a huge ball of light emitting golden light.
He didn't expect that there would be a giant dragon in the golden river. This was the first time Yang Yu had seen a real dragon, not a dragon monster.
Just when he didn't know what to do, a majestic voice suddenly reached his ears out of thin air.
The giant dragon slightly raised its huge dragon head. Just a small move caused a wave on the bottom of the sea.
A pair of vortexes formed in the two huge nostrils, like a dragon sucking water.
It looks like sniffing the scent of Eucalyptus poplar.
"Jin Zuiling? Are you a disciple of Elder Zhuanyu?"
The dragon's voice sounded like that of a majestic elder.
But when he heard it calling Zhuan Yu an elder, using the honorific title, Yang Yu knew that the status of this giant dragon was obviously not as good as Zhuan Yu.
"Your Excellency, Yang Yu, is a direct disciple of Elder Zhuanyu. He received the Golden Order from Master and came here to seek the Dharma. I have met Mr. Long."
Yang Yu answered truthfully. In view of the pressure of this giant dragon, he could not judge the aura of cultivation emanating from its body, so he respectfully addressed the other party as "Dragon Lord".
"I am the lantern dragon, the guardian of the Golden Thread River, and also your guide."
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Upon hearing that he was a disciple of Old Man Zhuanyu, the dragon's tone softened a little.
Just now, Yang Yu was still thinking about how to find the technique he wanted in this vast field of lights. Unexpectedly, there was a giant dragon guiding him, which was quite miraculous.
Lantern dragon? ……lantern? The names complement each other perfectly.
"I dare to ask Mr. Long, is there any forbidden magic in the river?"
It wouldn't matter if you were looking for it yourself, but since it was guided by the lantern dragon, Yang Yu naturally couldn't directly talk about light spells, but replaced them with forbidden spells.
After all, in this world, it is not just light magic that is forbidden.
"You want forbidden magic? Haha, interesting!"
Hearing Yang Yu's request, Denglong seemed to laugh, and the corners of his raised mouth were like a huge ravine, even revealing huge fangs.
“It’s not like there are no forbidden arts!
But do you know that once you are contaminated with forbidden arts, even death will become a luxury? "
"Of course I know. I'm just really curious about the forbidden arts. I hope Mr. Long can let me see it."
Hearing Yang Yu's answer, Denglong twisted his huge body slightly, but always looked directly at Yang Yu.
"What kind of forbidden technique do you want?"
"I dare to ask Mr. Long, what kind of forbidden arts are there in this world?"
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