In the Cold Mine Mountains and Slave Mine Camp in Hanling City
Qiye lay motionless on the damp straw mat, cutting off all external perceptions and immersing himself in his own spiritual world. In the dark void, the souls of the Seven Nights were suspended in it. As they experienced the few training formulas of the "Heavenly Domain and Sea King's Technique", they unknowingly fell into a mysterious state where both things and myself were forgotten...
Suddenly, Lingso's eyes opened completely without warning, and a white light flashed in his pupils. Then, Qiye slowly raised his palms and placed them horizontally on his chest. Staring at the shining palm, the white light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
At this moment, the 50 spiritual stars that were initially born in the spiritual world all emitted dazzling brilliance as if they sensed some kind of call. Their brilliance shone and their spiritual power lingered.
In the palms of Qiye's hands, two weak whirlpools slowly emerged. Although the cyclone looks like just a few streaks of white air, it is constantly absorbing spiritual power and is growing tenaciously...
When the light of the 50 spiritual stars was completely exhausted, the white cyclone had become as big as two watermelons. After the white light in Qiye's eyes gradually disappeared, he breathed out a few breaths of tiredness.
"I didn't expect that this skill requires so much spiritual power just to condense it into shape. If I hadn't created 50 spiritual stars for consumption when I opened up the spiritual world, I might not be able to refine it today." Qiye sighed in his heart. After a while, his expression became serious again.
At present, two white cyclones have been completely formed in the palm of the hand. If you look closely, you will find that although the two cyclones are similar in appearance, they are obviously different in size. The cyclone on the right hand is larger than that on the left hand. Moreover, the rotation directions of the two cyclones are completely opposite.
"Huh... the next step is to fuse." After knowing the next step, Qiye took a deep breath and moved his two palms horizontally towards the middle without hesitation. The two cyclones, which were originally quiet, erupted into violent tremors as they approached, like yin and yang, water and fire.
When the outer edges of the two cyclones collided, a harsh "sizzling" sound was accompanied by sparks of violent friction, and violent wind blades instantly burst out from the friction between the airflow and flew all over the sky. Qiye Lingso's palms, face, and body were unscrupulously scratched with wounds. Despite this, Qiye still didn't care at all. His eyes were fixed on the intersection of the two cyclones, his expression was solemn, and his palms were still pointing steadily towards the center. Get closer...
"Come together!" Resisting the long tug-of-war, Qiye shouted, and his hands suddenly exerted force. The two cyclones finally merged together reluctantly, and finally formed a white cyclone as big as a basin. Seeing the results of his efforts falling steadily in his hands, Qiye's scarred face finally showed a smile of relief.
After quietly admiring it for a while, Qiye carefully took out his hands. The white cyclone slowly fell into the depths of the spiritual world, and finally merged into the huge torrent cyclone formed by the majestic spiritual power of Taizu Hunyuan below. And when the small cyclone suddenly submerged into the still torrent cyclone, Qiye had some sense of the huge cyclone that had been motionless and tepid, and seemed to have established some kind of connection.
"It turns out that the technique is just an introduction. Master has already paved the way for me." Qiye suddenly realized, and at the same time, he was deeply grateful to Taizu Hunyuan for his selfless help. If the master hadn't accumulated such strong spiritual power for him in advance, how could he have grown so quickly just by relying on the small cyclone he had just condensed.
After finishing his worries, Qiye's eyes fell on another bronze wind scroll: this was a scroll with a plain and unpretentious appearance, surrounded by flickering winds. Qiye cautiously stretched out his hand. When his fingers just touched the wind on the outside of the scroll, the wind suddenly became violent and flicked away Qiye's fingertips that were trying to touch it.
Qiye retracted his arm and carefully observed the scroll. Although it was resisted by the blast just now, it was not attacked. This shows that this scroll only has simple defensive attributes.
After understanding, Qiye's eyes widened, and he quickly reached out to grab it again. However, when his fingers touched the peripheral wind, the wind suddenly became violent again, and Qiye felt a huge repulsive force coming from his hand. Now that this is the case, there is no other way! Gritting his teeth, Qiye concentrated all his strength on his arms to resist the impact of the strong wind, and kept letting his fingertips slowly approach the scroll.
As his fingertips slowly moved closer to the scroll inch by inch, Qiye felt that the repulsive force was getting stronger and stronger, like two mutually repelling magnets. But the distance was getting closer, and Qiye didn't want to give up. Although the impact of the repulsive force made her arms tremble, Qiye still tried her best to steady her arms.
When the fingertips were finally about to touch the scroll after a long stretch, "Drink!" Qiye finally shouted loudly. His gestures instantly changed into eagle claws, and he used his last bit of strength to grab the scroll that was within reach. With an explosive momentum that could destroy everything, Qiye finally grasped the scroll firmly in his hand and let the strong wind sweep away.
Without enough time to pause, Qiye grasped the scroll tightly with both hands and tried his best to tear open the tightly wrapped scroll. As the scroll was being torn apart bit by bit and spread out, the violent wind slowly subsided. When it was fully opened, the storm finally stopped roaring.
Taking a closer look, there were several large characters flashing on the ancient bronze scroll: "Shadow Step", grade unknown; cultivation level: elementary. Before he could take a closer look, a torrent of information flooded into Ling Po's mind, which was the training formula: "Shadow Step": The body is as fast as the wind, and the slightest step is like a shadow. The wind shadow leaves no trace, and the shadow is invisible. The simple sixteen-character training tips made Qiye somewhat intriguing.
The master once said that this movement scroll was obtained from a fallen demon clan elder on the thousand-year battlefield. If this is the case, then this scroll must be extraordinary, but why are the cultivation requirements so low? Moreover, the grade is unknown. Is this scroll also a fragment? Qiye lowered his head and thought carefully. After thinking for a long time to no avail, he had no choice but to give up. Then he thought about it and consoled himself by saying: Even if you have a scroll of a too high level, you can't cultivate it in a short time. It would be useless for me now. Since the requirements of this shadow step are not high, for me who is at the beginning of spiritual practice, it is like a salvation. Even if you don't know any martial arts, you still have the ability to escape and protect yourself when facing strong enemies.
Thinking of this, Qiye felt a certain sense of relief. Indeed, the most important thing for Qiye today is not how high the level of the baby is, but that it can be used now. The primary level of spiritual cultivation is divided into nine levels, and each level increases the level of strength. Regarding his strength after building the foundation and his current situation, he is suitable for practicing this entry-level life-saving body technique. The other seven nights feel that it is no longer important, because compared to his previous self, he now has enough skills to practice. Qualifications for strong spiritual power. I believe that through my unremitting efforts, even if I am temporarily weak now, I will be strong in the future.
After finishing reading, Qiye put away "Shadow Step" with satisfaction. This technique does not seem to be something that can be achieved overnight, and it will take time to study it carefully.
Next, Qiye looked at another piece of egg-sized white jade wrapped in a mask with great interest. He looked closely: This jade is warm and white, and its whole body is translucent. There is no carving on the surface. It is smooth, round and creamy, making it People were overjoyed to see it. Qiye pursed her lips with some excitement and murmured:
"This should be the Emperor Ming Jade that Master mentioned. It can actually extend the training time. It is indeed a rare treasure in the world!"
When Qiye saw the beautiful jade quietly appearing in front of him, he was entranced for a moment. Such naturally carved white jade was really rare in the world. Staring at Bai Yu intently, Qiye's heart almost rose to his throat, and a kind of holy and untouchable admiration inexplicably arose in his heart, and he almost knelt down to worship.
Suppressing this strange state of mind, Qiye slowly stretched out his right hand and approached gently. His right hand penetrated the light shield outside the white jade without any hindrance, and when his fingertips touched the white jade.
There was a crisp low sound of "ding", and an icy coolness came from the fingertips. Immediately afterwards, the motionless piece of white jade turned into a ball of light with rainbow light lingering and layers of translucent light. The ball of light continued to expand slowly, gradually encompassing Qiye's soul. And when the light ball continued to flood the soul, the wall of the light ball was like scanning, sweeping over Qiye's soul inch by inch. While scanning, there was a strange feeling of ** on the skin on the surface of the soul, and Qiye couldn't help but feel his whole body. A shudder.
Afterwards, the ball of light continued to expand, spreading towards the depths of the dark spiritual world. Not long after, the white jade ball of light enveloped the entire spiritual world and then stopped growing, perfectly overlapping with the spiritual world.
Qi Ye quietly looked at the misty rainbow glow in the sky, and couldn't help but exclaimed: There is such a fantasy space hidden in this Emperor Ming Jade, it is really extraordinary! You can sink into such a beautiful environment and forget about everything. You can let your time pass by and forget about it, and you won’t feel any regrets!
Now the entire spiritual world no longer seems so dark and profound. It is embellished with light balls in the "Hunyuan Refining Realm" and is as dazzling as the vast Milky Way: neon sparkles and colorful clouds; sometimes it is as ethereal as a ribbon, and sometimes it is like clouds. As thin as a gauze; ever-changing, ever-changing and ethereal. Seeing all this, Qiye lost his sight, as if he had fallen into a state of forgetfulness and could not extricate himself for a long time.
At the equator of the light ball, there is a circle of inscriptions the size of a tadpole. This is the "time inscription." In the future, as the timeline of the Hunyuan Refining Realm becomes longer, the time inscriptions will also increase. Now there is only one inscription on the equator of Hunyuan Refining Realm, indicating that the length of the timeline at this moment is 1.1 times.
After an unknown amount of time passed, Qiye finally lowered his somewhat stiff head, but his eyes were still full of surprise. When he came back to his senses, there were two light balls in front of him that were slightly emitting spiritual light: one light ball was colorless and contained no spiritual power fluctuations, while the other light ball was naturally the exquisite witch knife emitting blue spiritual energy.
Qiye looked carefully at the seemingly colorless light ball. There was nothing in the light ball and it was completely transparent. However, if you look closely, you can still see the transparent membrane wall like a bubble.
"This should be what the Master mentioned, the secret method of storing objects unique to the Archmage of the Gods, "Idea Space - Secret Realm", right? It is colorless and boundaryless, just like an illusion, but it actually exists, just like the outside world. It is really mysterious! " Qiye admired while looking at it. Despite such a close observation, it is difficult to detect its existence without careful observation. After careful observation for a long time, Qiye fell into deep thought: Master once said that this secret method of preserving objects has not yet been developed. If it wants to be developed, it must be nourished with spiritual liquid. But where to get the spiritual liquid?
Thinking that it was a bit unfounded, Qiye gave up decisively. Instead of just thinking about it, why not give it a try. After making up his mind, Qiye stretched out his hand and led the "Secret Realm" into his hand, then bit the tip of his tongue and blew into it like a drop of viscous golden spiritual blood. After the spiritual blood floats into the light shield, it quickly decomposes and dissipates as visible to the naked eye. Then the colorless and borderless space was slightly glowing with golden color. After a brief moment of color change, it returned to the colorless and borderless state. Then it turned into a ray of light and shot into Qiye Lingso's eyebrows.
Qiye instinctively closed his eyes immediately. There seemed to be a vague ball of light existing in his mind. It was not itchy, painless, dizzy or bloated. He did not feel at all like a foreign object existing in his mind. It feels so amazing! After carefully comprehending it for a while, Qiye opened his eyes and smiled slightly: With this secret method of storing things, the most important things can be stored in it in the future without others being able to detect or snatch it. It is really a holy land for treasure hiding!
Suppressing his smile, Qiye then thought that in this case, why not give it a try? So he stretched out his hand, intending to take the exquisite witch knife and put it into the secret realm. When his right hand inadvertently grasped the handle of the witchcraft knife, a burst of blood-red murderous aura suddenly surged out of the knife and rushed towards Qiye. The unprepared Qiye's eyes immediately turned bright red, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. He swallowed the sky and the earth, and countless bloody killing scenes appeared before his eyes.
Qiye felt that his consciousness was about to be completely taken away by such a huge bloody backlash, and his body was also a little out of control. In desperation, Qiye held on to the last trace of consciousness and struggled to pull back the right hand holding the handle of the knife. When his palm left the handle of the knife, the scarlet aura gradually disappeared, and the violent spiritual power was calmed down. Qiye regained consciousness completely again. Thinking back to the situation just now, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat and have lingering fears: Carelessness! How careless! If he had been completely counterattacked by the witch sword just now, then everything would really be over. The master warned himself not to use this knife unless absolutely necessary. It seems that if your life is not at stake, it is better not to use it. The killing energy of thousands of high-level monsters is really not something that you can easily control!
After experiencing the pain for the first time, Qiye felt faintly afraid when he looked at the exquisite witch sword lying in front of him. He gently closed his eyes, turned his mind, and saw a void in front of him. He carefully lifted the exquisite witch knife in front of him into the secret realm. The knife disappeared as soon as it was submerged into the void, and then the broken void quickly healed, and finally it was completely sealed and disappeared without any trace.
After doing all this, Qiye stopped in the spirit world for a while, checked again, then retracted his mind and left. Outside, Qiye, who was paralyzed on the straw mat, slowly opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief. The master's inheritance has finally come to an end. The next step is to start his own practice. He thinks that one day in the future, he will be able to Completely changing his current destiny, Qiye couldn't help but feel his heart surge and his eyes filled with tears. The future he wanted was once so unattainable, but now there is a path that can be reached. Although it is long and thorny, it is enough to make Qiye burn a lifetime of hope for it.
