Of course, on paper, it is shallow in the end, and I never know that I have to do it. The principle of energy absorption in the pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info does not sound complicated, but if you go deep into it and cultivate, you will have to face countless obstacles.

Whether it is the thousands of revisions in the details, or the countless adjustments and experiments in the process of soul power infusion, or the difficult process of integrating and compatible, Yanti calligraphy and the law of energy absorption, every small obstacle must be thought about and overcome with the greatest effort.

With the passage of time, the thousands of silver-level soul papers that Huo Canglang prepared for him have almost been consumed.

The ground was littered with crumpled failed works, and the fluctuations of strong or weak soul power emanated from them were extremely unstable. In the air, countless chaotic soul power turbulence was surging, as if there were countless ghosts wandering.

Wen Yiduo only comes once in a while.

Once he comes, he shakes his head once.

Again, shaking the head again.

And then he was always shaking his head, shaking his head, shaking his head.

Every time he saw his action, Huo Zongtang, who had already racked all his soul power, had a feeling that he was about to collapse completely.

But he did not dare to collapse.

Because he doesn't have time.

A month is coming to an end.

Regardless of whether the matter will come to light or not, he must go out and face the earth-shattering pressure and the extremely complex and dangerous situation.

How can I prepare a few magic weapons in my hand?

After Wen Yiduo habitually shook his head for twenty days, when he returned to the dry well one day, his movements finally changed.

He looked at Huo Zongtang's latest soul poem rune, and nodded slightly for the first time!

The nod was almost negligible, but he finally stopped shaking his head!

Huo Zongtang was so excited that he almost threw away the pen with one hand, then jumped up violently and gave Wen Yiduo a big hug!

"Such a small progress, as far as it goes?" Wen Yiduo combed his messy hair with his fingers, a little speechless.

Yes, for Huo Zongtang, this is only a very small improvement, but ...... That's a step forward in breaking through the bottleneck! That's a step from quantitative to qualitative!

You can say it's small, but its meaning is groundbreaking and reborn!

Five days later, Huo Zongtang wrote a soul poem that he had written with concentration and effort, and after the whole poem was written, the soul paper suddenly released two inches of brilliance, and the whole paper also flew into the air on its own, and it rotated several times before falling.

Huo Zongtang put the soul text in his hand and looked at it for a while, his eyes were full of sighs and sighs.

For almost a whole month, he wasted an unknown amount of high-priced soul paper and soul ink, and spent an unknown amount of effort and energy, and finally wrote a soul poem that he was most satisfied with.

Then, he nodded to Wen Yiduo on the side, Wen Yiduo pressed one hand on a switch on the wall of the well, the heavy stone slab on the ground slowly moved away, and a blazing heat wave came to his face.

Under the stone slabs, it turned out to be full of raging flames.

Huo Zongtang didn't know what this dry well was, but after living for a long time, he realized that the space on his head was full of organs, and even the stone slabs under his feet were different.

A third of them is the raging fire that you see in front of you.

The other third contains a strong cold aura.

The last third is high-voltage wires.

In this way, being in a dry well, it is a dead end to go to heaven and earth. The only door that even the power of the doctor's cultivation could not be destroyed by brute force. Don't even think about going out unless you can get the key.

Thinking about it this way, this place must be a dungeon for the most dangerous prisoners. I didn't expect Huo Zongtang to have this honor and enjoy this kind of high-level treatment.

Of course, he was not a prisoner after all. After applying, Wen Yiduo agreed to help him turn on the underground switch. The premise is that he must be watching from the sidelines.

Huo Zongtang looked at the fire in the big cave underground, and then looked at the soul poem in his hand, and threw it casually, and threw the soul poem into the fire.

"The volcano is abrupt and Chitingkou, and the volcano is thick in May. The fire clouds are full of mountains and have not yet opened, and the birds dare not come for thousands of miles. ”

This is a soul poem borrowed from the Tang Dynasty poet Cen Shen's masterpiece "Farewell to the Volcano Cloud Song", and then transformed into a soul poem by Huo Zongtang's own soul power.

As soon as the soul poem entered the red flame, the verses on the soul paper suddenly gave birth to a red light, and it was obvious that those words seemed to be ignited by the fire, almost melting.

In his mind, Huo Zongtang felt that those poems were slowly burning red like black iron, and then began to frantically absorb and gather the heat energy of the flames.

So much so that in his mental space, he also sensed a kind of rolling heatwave.

"This soul poem is well written. Put it in the fire and sacrifice it. In my opinion, with the quality of this soul poem, it will not collapse if it is sacrificed in the fire for three days and three nights. ”

Wen Yiduo on the side said.

Huo Zongtang nodded, and looked at the other corner of the earth fire.

There, the "Young Chinese Sayings" lay quietly in the middle of the flames. The words on the soul text were all glowing red in the fire at this moment.

The surrounding flames seemed to be absorbed and swallowed by these words, and it was dim.

Therefore, within a few meters of the entire "Young Chinese Story", the firelight is much dimmer than elsewhere.

Since he began to cultivate energy absorption, Huo Zongtang threw this "Juvenile China Theory" into the fire every night, allowing it to absorb light energy and heat energy by itself.

When it comes to daylight, it is placed on the ground to absorb the sunlight that falls from the sky.

The bright sunlight fell into the center of the well like a sword from outside the sky, but as soon as it reached this big article, it was as if it had fallen into a black hole and disappeared without a trace.

In this way, this "Juvenile China Story" absorbs sunlight during the day and firelight at night, and a full month has passed, and the light and heat energy contained in it have been abundant to an unimaginable level.

However, it still shows no signs of saturation at all, and it is truly worthy of being a treasure of the soul.

On the second day, Huo Zongtang, who gradually mastered the knack of energy-absorbing runes, wrote the second soul poem with energy-absorbing effects.

This poem is Wang Mian's masterpiece "White Plum":

In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered.

After the soul poem was written, Huo Zongtang asked Wen Yiduo to turn on another switch. The thick stone slabs on the ground also slowly opened, and a shocking cold air suddenly rose into the sky.

In the slowly rising white air, countless extremely tiny frost and snow particles were dispersed.

Beneath the stone slab is an ice cave with cold air piercing people's muscles and bones. Even in the sun, the diffuse snow still makes people's skin tingle.

Huo Zongtang threw the soul poem "Baimei" into the ice cave, and as soon as the words on the paper came into contact with the cold, they quickly absorbed a layer of frost. Then, the white frost and snow dust in the air, as if forcibly sucked by an invisible force, slowly retreated towards the black soul text.

The entire soul poem exuded a faint fluctuation of soul power. In the air, there were semi-illusory rune patterns flickering.

Huo Zongtang's mind sensed an extremely strong chill. The invisible chill solidified like a block of ice, and it was so abundant that it was almost substantial.

"Not bad. This soul poem has an excellent effect on absorbing ice energy, so you can rest assured that you can put it here for a few days. It is estimated that it will be a few days and nights before the cold absorbed by the soul poem will reach a saturated state. ”

Wen Yiduo looked at this soul poem, and his eyes also showed appreciation. (To be continued.) )