Yang Yuanhao's fingers swiped in the void, his expression was serious and serious, like a painter painting and calligraphy his own works. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Airplanes!

For about half an hour, Yang Yuanhao's sweat slipped down his forehead. Put away your fingers and can't help but be surprised!

"I didn't expect it to be so laborious just to engrave the basic print."

"How difficult it is when it is condensed!"

Tattooing! The most important thing for a facsimile is the criterion for judging a facsimile's strength and rank.

Only by condensing the pattern crystal, it is to become a mortal grade of the pattern master.

The level of a pattern copyist depends on the color of the pattern: red for the mortal rank, blue for the spirit rank, yellow for the king rank, and seven colors for the holy rank.

Each level of the pattern master is divided into upper, middle and lower grades, and judging these grades, the color of the pattern is from light to dark. The darker the color, the higher the grade.

At the beginning, Yang Yuanhao guessed that with the power of his spirit body now, he could completely condense the pattern crystal, but now in this situation, even a primary seal is so difficult to delineate, how can he talk about condensing the crystal.

But Yang Yuanhao is not a person who gives up easily!

The palm of his hand was a little fluorescent, and he gently wiped it in the place where he had just inscribed, and the primary fire pattern that he had carved out only flashed a red light before disappearing.

Yang Yuanhao frowned, quite dissatisfied.

But he didn't know how amazing it was to be able to depict the imprint just once!

Becoming a Pattern Maker requires not only a Crystal and a powerful Spirit, but also Inscription experience.

Closing his eyes and regaining his aura, his fingers lifted again and touched the void. At that moment, a passage came to mind:

"Those who copy the pattern are favored by heaven and earth. With your own spirit, lead the sound of heaven and earth; With the lines drawn, lead to the body of nature. Harmony with strength is the ...... for the inscribed"

This sentence is a piece of the rusty golden light that Yang Yuanhao bought at the beginning. A few simple sentences, but it expounds everything about the copyist.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuanhao suddenly remembered what Sun Yingying said in the land of heavy treasures.

"The Decepticon is different from the Datong Copying Master, he takes the spirit of heaven and earth as the medium, uses his own inscription, transforms the power of nature, and melts his own vein......"

"It is worthy of being the Overlord, thinking about it like this, the pattern he inscribed is completely opposite to Datong, no wonder no one can solve his formation pattern. How bold! Yang Yuanhao only knew at this time how admirable the Overlord was, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What makes a person famous? There must be a unique place; How can a cultivator be a leader? There will be power to make people submit.

And the Overlord can go down in history because he has embarked on a completely rebellious path that no one has ever walked before.

Yang Yuanhao exhaled lightly and began to engrave again. The fingers were quite agile, and he was so engrossed that he was completely immersed in this rudimentary imprint.

Patterns and runes are two different concepts. Imprint refers to the pattern engraved for novices in facsimile pattern; The sigil is the power that the copyist really uses.

In my mind, every trace of the flame imprint was displayed. Yang Yuanhao's eyes slowly closed, and his mind led his fingers to swipe, for every line, Yang Yuanhao was extremely serious, no longer as disapproving as before.

Rumble!

Time passed quietly again, and the engraved flame imprint was about to be completed, and when Yang Yuanhao's fingers finished marking the last line, a flame rose in the void.

Yang Yuanhao suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a happy look on his eyebrows, obviously he was happy about his progress, and he was also happy to be one step closer to becoming a copying master. At the same time, Yang Yuanhao also realized that the facsimile is a matter of how much experience there is inscribed, which is also an element of becoming a real facsimile master.

If those old guys with facsimile patterns are here, they will definitely treat Yang Yuanhao as a treasure and return to their own forces. After all, a young cultivator with amazing spiritual strength, if his qualifications are not bad, he has the potential to become a master of the pattern and even a grandmaster.

"Pattern Crystal ......" Yang Yuanhao whispered, he didn't know anything about this pattern crystal, even if the pattern crystal was mentioned in that golden light.

"The so-called condensation crystal, in heaven and earth naturally find my essence, with the origin and inscription, engraved with the symbol of life...... And the primordial sigil is supported by the spirit body......"

A scripture about the crystal resounded in his mind, and Yang Yuanhao fell into deep thought again.

"Naturally find your own essence in heaven and earth......" he muttered. What is it?! ”

"Whew."

Standing up and exhaling a breath of turbidity, Yang Yuanhao raised his head and looked at the starry sky.

The moon pass is not too bright, but a little vague and hazy, and the stars in the sky are dotted, flickering from time to time. There are also meteors streaked across the sky, leaving a glowing mark in the void.

Subtle sensing gone, there are two different bits of light flowing in this heaven and earth. That's aura and vitality.

Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao was stunned!

In the countless starlight flashes in the sky, they were mixed with the essence of heaven and earth, and the two were unintentionally blended together.

The stars are absorbing the breath of heaven and earth!

Yang Yuanhao was surprised, starlight can also be spit out?!

Airplanes!

Yang Yuanhao's eyes let go of the golden light and saw a scene that made him stunned.

The essence of heaven and earth was absorbed by the countless stars, and then it flowed out of the starlight. The essence of heaven and earth that has passed through the starlight is extremely pure!

The stars actually play a filtering role!

The essence flowed out, gradually burrowing into the void. The void trembled, and it cracked in an instant, and the crack was not very big, but it was extremely numerous. The essence of heaven and earth filtered from the stars all flowed into the cracks.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, Yang Yuanhao's eyes suddenly turned, and the hazy moonlight in the sky disappeared!

Rumble!

And the moment the moonlight disappeared, a blood-red eye suddenly opened and closed in the sky.

When the big blood-red eyes opened, they clearly looked at Yang Yuanhao below.

Yang Yuanhao, who was staring at the changes in the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyebrows suddenly cracked, his dantian rolled, and finally spit out blood with a "poof".

When Yang Yuanhao looked up again, the sky was calm again, and everything was as silent as he had seen before, as if the scene had not appeared. Even the void rift just now was gone.

Yang Yuanhao frowned, and was shocked when he remembered the scene just now. Who are those blood-red eyes? It's so strong.

He turned his head and looked to the south, about a hundred thousand kilometers away, there was an empire, the Shadow Country.

At the moment when the big eyes looked at him just now, he clearly sensed that there was a force from there that was connected with the blood-red eyes!

Is it the Land of Shadows?! If so, what the hell are they trying to do?! It's really just a treasure?!

Yang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly, retracted his eyes, sat down cross-legged, and pinched his fingers to repair his injured body.

Although that eye was only a glance, there was an immeasurable power in that look, not even inferior to that of the Wind Venerable!

So at that moment, Yang Yuanhao felt that his flesh seemed to be cracked, the spiritual sea seemed to explode, and even the Yin and Yang Qi Pill that had only been successfully condensed in the dantian showed signs of collapse.

"Giggles, how can you be so embarrassed! My dear young master Yang! ”

When Yang Yuanhao closed his eyes and repaired his injuries, a coquettish laughter came from the side.

Yang Yuanhao suddenly opened his eyes and looked in front of him, with a fiery red delicate body standing, there was a little distress in his autumn-like eyes, and his bewitching face was no less than Sun Yingying, but it was more wild than it.

She had fox-like eyes, long eyelashes blinking, fiery red hair tied up, slender hands crossed around her waist, and a hat in the other. The bumpy figure is vividly displayed under the fiery red dress. It makes any normal man feel a little throbbing when he sees it.

Although the moonlight is not too bright, this girl with an incomparably wild nature exudes a bright power.

"You ......" Yang Yuanhao was startled, and when the wild girl approached her pretty face, Yang Yuanhao's eyes suddenly widened, looking incredulous.

"You...... How do you ......"

And looking at Yang Yuanhao's surprised expression, the wild girl put her hands behind her hips and smiled, and the world seemed to light up in an instant.

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