"Huh, it seems that if you want to practice this flying technique, it's still a little dangerous!" Exhaling lightly, Xiaobao sighed helplessly.

"If you want to get something, you have to give something else." Ge Lao smiled faintly: "With your soul strength, you don't need to worry too much about the soul attack of the ink carving, although it is a fifth-order demonic beast, but now, it is just a broken soul, and it can't become a climate." ”

Hearing this, Xiaobao nodded slightly, then clenched his teeth, and finally made up his mind and slowly clenched his little fist.

His palms moved to the scroll, lightly pressing the soft wings, and taking a deep breath, Xiaobao's eyes slowly closed.

Not long after the palm of his hand was attached to the wings, among the wings, the tyrannical eagle soul suddenly let out a sharp hiss that made Xiaobao's soul tremble, and the hissing sound passed through the scroll, and finally along Xiaobao's arm, like a drill, desperately impacting his brain.

The first time he was attacked by a soul, Xiao Bao trembled suddenly, and his face suddenly turned a little whiter.

"Concentrate, keep your head, and let it attack!" In the ring, the voice of the elder came out.

Gritting his teeth and nodding, Xiao Bao's soul perception was outside his head, surrounded by several circles of protection, and finally resisted the sharp hissing sound that could reach the soul.

As if seeing that the soul hissing had no effect, the soul of the ink sculpture was silent for a moment, and a tyrannical emotion suddenly poured out of the scroll, and then rushed towards the depths of Xiaobao's heart.

"Hold your mind and don't let it control your emotions, or you'll become a beast that only knows how to kill!" The voice of the elder of the pavilion. It rang out at the right time.

Taking a deep breath again, Xiaobao held on to his mind, not daring to let the tyrannical emotions invade in the slightest.

This battle of souls. It lasted for more than ten minutes, and it ended slowly with the defeat of the ink carving, in terms of strength, although Xiaobao was far inferior to the fifth-order demonic beast, but after countless years of suppression, now this ink carving is no different from a crippled demonic beast.

When the tyrannical emotions like a beast withdrew from the tide in my heart. Xiaobao's whole body suddenly softened, his face was pale, and he looked extremely tired. This kind of soul collision is far from being comparable to physical confrontation.

"Did you succeed?" Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xiaobao asked.

"Well, you have the qualifications to cultivate this kind of thing."

Hear the words. Xiaobao smiled with satisfaction. Both palms touched the eagle wings again, but this time, they were not attacked again, pursed their lips, and the power of writing in Xiaobao's body slowly flowed in his body along the track described on the scroll, and after a while. The power of the writing flowed to the arm, gradually rushing into the palm of the hand.

When the power of writing appears in the palm of your hand. The wings on the black scroll suddenly shone brightly, and the black eagle wings became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into two black rays of light, which rushed into Xiaobao's palm like lightning.

Two tiny purple-black rays of light, after entering Xiaobao's body, flowed rapidly along the meridians, and when they flowed to the meridians on Xiaobao's back, they suddenly stopped, and then reversed the direction, and they actually pulled out two small branch veins from the meridians.

These two veins extend from the main trunk and come to a slow stop when they reach the back.

And the sharp pain caused by the pulling of the meridians also made Xiaobao's forehead ooze a trace of fine sweat, and his brows were furrowed.

"Ahh ~" Suddenly let out a terrible scream, the sweat on Xiaobao's forehead suddenly rolled down, his fists clenched tightly together, panting heavily, and hissed: "What the hell is this thing doing?" ”

The body curled up on the bed, Xiaobao gritted his teeth hard, the pain was unbearable, after persevering for a while, Xiaobao finally couldn't bear the severe pain of this meridian tearing, and fainted very simply.

When Xiaobao woke up from the coma again, his whole body was still in a faint pain like a pinprick, his fingers stroked the space ring on his finger, and a small crystal medicine bottle appeared in his hand, tilting the mouth of the bottle, and poured out a few drops of pink liquid in his mouth.

After taking this pain-relieving pink liquid, Xiao Bao's stinging pain slowly dissipated a lot, and when he got up, Xiao Bao picked up the black scroll, but was surprised to find that all the words on it and the pictures of the wings had all disappeared.

Looking at the empty scroll, Xiao Bao blinked, suddenly took off his clothes, and then took out a crystal mirror from the space ring, through the reflection of the afterglow, Xiao Bao was able to find that there was an extra palm-sized black carved wing tattoo on his back.

"Is this the Black Cloud Wing?" He muttered in some confusion, and the power of the writing in his body moved at will, following the two small branches that were differentiated, and poured into a pair of small tattoos behind him.

Since the meridians have just been formed, when the power of writing is instilled in them, there is still a faint sense of pain.

Receiving the input of the power of writing, the pitch-black tattoo immediately released a faint black brilliance, and finally turned into a substantial wing, and the area of the black wings also expanded from the size of a palm to about half a foot.

Looking curiously at this pair of eagle wings with black lines, Xiao Bao controlled it to fan it slightly, and a small buoyancy was formed under his body, but the buoyancy was too small, far from enough to make Xiao Bao get off the ground.

"If you want to fly with the Black Cloud Wing, you need a lot of writing skills, with your current strength, and under the premise of mastery, I'm afraid you can only glide for short distances." Looking at Xiao Bao, who was acting a little funny, Ge Lao couldn't help but smile.

Grinning, Xiaobao nodded, he didn't expect to be able to achieve real flight immediately, but now that he can have this effect, he is already very satisfied, after all, everything has to be gradual.

stopped the input of the power of writing, and the carved wings behind it were pasted on the back again, turning into a group of black carved wing tattoos.

Slowly stretching his waist, Xiao Bao put away the black scroll that was already blank in front of him, and after a slight groan, he took out an extremely simple scroll from the space ring again.

Looking up and down at this quaint and somewhat yellowed scroll, Xiaobao rubbed his hands excitedly, it should not be an ordinary thing to be able to be hidden in such a hidden place by the predecessor in the gap between the bones.

Untied the scroll with his palm, and then slowly spread it out, looking at the scroll, Xiaobao was slightly stunned: "This is?" ”

What appeared in my eyes was a piece of vellum made of unknown materials, on the slightly yellowed vellum, there were some patterns that seemed to have no regularity, one finger pointed to a pattern, and then slowly moved with it, but in the end, it kept moving out of the vellum, and found nothing else.

"What the hell is this?" Looking at this mysterious thing like a ghost painting, Xiaobao frowned.

The quaint ring on his finger trembled slightly, and the elder Ge actually floated out, his eyes swept over the quaint parchment, frowned, and muttered: "This seems to be a broken treasure map." ”

"Treasure map?" Hearing this, Xiaobao's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Ge Lao slowly spread out the parchment completely, looking at it carefully back and forth, and when his eyes suddenly fell on a vague thing similar to a lotus flower in the corner of the parchment, his face changed slightly, and he leaned down again, carefully observing this lotus-shaped mysterious object.

This lotus-shaped thing, perhaps because of the age, looks faintly yellowish and a little blurry, but you can still see the rough picture of it.

The lotus flower is purple-black, on the surface of the lotus, there seems to be a faint layer of black flame attached, look carefully, the whole lotus, actually faintly give people a strange feeling.

"Teacher, what did you find?" Seeing Ge Lao like this, Xiao Bao was also slightly surprised, after getting along for so long, it was the first time he had seen Ge Lao show such a look.

"Could this be the 'Black Lotus Demon Fire'?" His eyes were staring at this strange black lotus, and after careful observation, Ge Lao suddenly muttered in some surprise.

"Black Lotus Demon Fire?" Blinking his eyes suspiciously, Xiaobao's heart suddenly moved, and he asked tentatively, "Is it a strange fire?" ”

"Well, this is a different fire, and it is the most mysterious one in the different fire list." Ge Lao nodded slightly solemnly and said in a deep voice.

"Black Lotus Demon Fire, on the list of different fires, ranked third, has the special effect of purifying all things, anything, as long as it is stained with a little bit, it will be purified into nothingness, the power is extremely terrifying, this kind of strange fire is extremely rare in the world, it seems that there are only so few two or three existences, but no one knows where they are, and I don't know who recorded this kind of thing once, but no one has really seen it, the reason why I can recognize it is that when I was looking for a different fire, I just happened to find a little trace of this kind of thing, tsk, could it be that this map is the map for finding the Black Lotus Strange Fire? Ge Lao looked at the quaint leather paper with some shock and exclaimed.

"It's a pity that this is just a remnant image, relying on such vague information, we can't find it at all." Xiaobao pursed his lips regretfully, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry when he thought that this was just a broken map.

"It's already very good to be able to get this bit of information about the Black Lotus Alien Fire, even if you can find other residual pictures now, with your current strength, you can't do anything about it, let's take your time, maybe you can have the opportunity to get other residual pictures in the future." Elder Ge smiled and said, "If you can successfully swallow the Black Lotus Alien Fire, I don't know what level this Flame Technique will evolve to?" ”

"Isn't the highest level ten?" Xiaobao spread his hands and muttered.

"Not necessarily." smiled mysteriously in a low voice, but Elder Ge suddenly stopped, waved his hand, and said lightly: "The Wendou Continent is very large, and when you step into a certain level, you will naturally know how big it is. ”

Looking at the elder pavilion who pretended to be mysterious, Xiaobao had to nod helplessly and pouted: "Who didn't get up from the bottom?" (To be continued......)