Chapter 17: Cultivating the Necromantic Code
Chapter 17: Cultivating the Necromantic Code
"Grievances?" Ye Xuan can now be described in one sentence, that is, the monk of Zhang'er - confused. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"No matter, I'm talking about cultivation first. "Ye Xuan can't take care of so many things anymore, he is confused, and cultivation is the most important.
He sat cross-legged on the smooth ground, and a cold touch came from his lower body, which made Ye Xuan shiver, and the whole person instantly felt a lot more energetic.
Running the method of the Heavenly Strike, Ye Xuan slowly found that his meridians were blocked a lot after the previous outbreak, which made him frown, but there was only one solution, and Ye Xuan had to mobilize his Xuan power to slowly dredge it.
The meridians were slowly dredged, and Ye Xuan also controlled the Xuan Force to move forward slowly, and the wisps of cyan Xuan Power that were originally free on the inner wall of the meridians were like deserters finding a large army, and quickly gathered towards Ye Xuan's large Xuan force.
Ye Xuan's heart moved, and the large amount of Xuan Power easily absorbed the free Xuan Power and strengthened it by a few points.
"Stop!"
Ye Xuan shouted in his heart, and the forward momentum of the large Xuan force came to an abrupt end.
"Scatter!"
Another order was given, and I saw that the cyan power spread out from the inside out, and all that came into people's eyes was a faint blue-green.
"Condensation!"
Ye Xuan poured nearly eighty percent of the spiritual power into the place where the previous Xuan power group dispersed, and the white spiritual power instantly turned into several strands after arriving.
According to the method recorded on the Stone Tablet of the Heavenly Strike, Ye Xuan manipulated his spiritual power and began to intertwine with each other, forming a structure, faintly having the appearance of a formation.
The spiritual power Xuan Array was completed, and a special aura emanated, and the scattered Xuan Power seemed to have found the source, gathering in the past, and a strange-looking Xuan Array suddenly condensed.
"Filter!"
Ye Xuan controlled the remaining Xuan Power and rushed towards the Xuan Array, and the Xuan Array did not stop it much, Ye Xuan's Xuan Power passed through almost instantly. The color has not changed, the size has not changed, the Xuan Force seems to be still the same Xuan Force, only Ye Xuan himself can feel that the purity of his Xuan Power has improved a lot at this time, it is no longer as muddy as before, but full of holy energy.
"Melt!"
Ye Xuan drank softly again, and the filtered Xuan Li was integrated into the walls of the meridians in an orderly manner, making the rhythm of the meridians a little faster, and a little larger, faintly shining.
"This is only the first of the twelve meridians that need to be dredged, and only one-tenth of it has been strengthened, and the remaining meridians are still a big project! However, time is limited, in this secret room, there is only so much I can do, as for the rest, there must be no way, whether there is time to filter the mystical power, it depends on the time to practice this "Necromancy Codex". Ye Xuan said to himself.
After speaking, Ye Xuan slowly turned his head. The reason why Ye Xuan did not cultivate the Necronomicon first when he first entered the secret room was because a good cultivation method naturally had its cultivation method, and Ye Xuan wanted to restore himself to the peak state, so he went to cultivate the Necromantic Codex.
To Ye Xuan's surprise, the "Necromantic Codex" engraved on the wall was not dense and complex text, but colorful paintings, each with a white bead next to it.
There are a total of eighty-four pictures on the wall, arranged in fourteen rows, six in each row, and the first eight lines correspond to the cultivation methods of Xuanzhi, Xuanshi, Xuanshi, Great Xuanshi, Xuanzi, Xuanwang, Xuanhuang, and Xuandi, and Ye Xuan knows nothing about the rest of the pictures.
Ye Xuan slowly stretched out his hand and gently brushed the color paintings, a sand-like touch came from the tips of Ye Xuan's fingers, these paintings were not drawn with ink, but with the grinding powder of the crystal nucleus of the tenth-order heavenly beast as the material, the sand paintings were drawn.
(There are two kinds of crystals in the body of the Xuan Beast, one is the crystallization of Xuanli, called Xuandan, and the other is the crystallization of spiritual power and soul power, called the crystal nucleus.) The classes of the mysterious beasts on the five-star continent are divided into: beasts, beast hearts, fierce beasts, beast leaders, big beast leaders, beast kings, beast emperors, emperor beasts, holy beasts, beast honors, immortal beasts, and heavenly beasts, and each class is divided into ten levels)
At the moment when Ye Xuan had just finished reading the eighty-four pictures, a strong spiritual fluctuation suddenly came out of the eighty-four pictures, and at this moment, the feeling that these eighty-four pictures gave Ye Xuan was no longer a scattered individual, but faintly formed a whole.
The crystal nucleus of each tenth-order heavenly beast is the essence of the lifelong spiritual power and soul power of every tenth-order heavenly beast, even if it is ground into powder and painted into a sand painting, the spiritual power in it is still not to be underestimated, not to mention that now these portraits are arranged into a Xuan array, which is completely integrated, and the strong spiritual power makes Ye Xuan feel a little tricky, but that spiritual power has no malicious intent.
Ye Xuan slowly released his spiritual power to test the mental fluctuations generated by the portrait.
As the spiritual power gradually approached, the spiritual fluctuations also began to gradually approach the spiritual power released by Ye Xuan, as if two magnets attracted each other.
The two approached quickly, and a cold feeling surged from the bottom of Ye Xuan's heart, which made Ye Xuan vigilant, but the next moment, he was only shocked.
Ye Xuan wanted to retract the beam of spiritual power released by himself and prevent it from intersecting with the spiritual fluctuations, but that spiritual fluctuations released a powerful suction, and he also began to rotate clockwise, forming a small vortex.
Ye Xuan's spiritual power rushed towards the small whirlpool uncontrollably, and the cold feeling spread in Ye Xuan's heart, but the instinctive vigilance and fear in people's hearts were quietly fading.
Almost naturally, when Ye Xuan's spiritual power intersected with that spiritual fluctuation, it easily melted in, and a gray airflow also quickly entered Ye Xuan's sea of consciousness along the spiritual power connection channel.
When Ye Xuan felt the gray air current, his body involuntarily trembled a few times. The gray air flow was like an ice arrow, quickly rushing straight towards Ye Xuan's soul core, and a faint layer of gray was glowing everywhere it passed.
Ye Xuan was very helpless, so he had to do his best to mobilize all his spiritual power to form thick defenses, but that gray air flow not only broke through the defenses, but also turned those defenses into his own use. Soon, the gray airflow assimilated nearly sixty percent of Ye Xuan's spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, making the gray in the airflow even darker, deeper, the color became darker, and the chill was much stronger, heading straight for Ye Xuan's soul sea of consciousness.
The surging gray air flow suddenly poured into Ye Xuan's soul core, freezing Ye Xuan's soul core into a dark gray ice cube. A circle of black ripples rippled out from Ye Xuan's soul core, and all the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was assimilated into dark gray in an instant, and it also exuded a gloomy and cold aura. In the next moment, these dark gray spirits all gathered together rapidly, condensing into small beads.
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