Chapter 408: Soaring (Two Watches!) )

As far as the power of the totem is concerned, the main enhancement of Chiyou's bloodline ability lies in several types of spell abilities.

The most notable of these is undoubtedly the Fog of the Sky, which has been enhanced at an epic level.

As a spell-like ability that can only be possessed at level 15, Yi Qiu has not yet mastered this move.

However, judging from the ancient legends of the material world, the power of the fog in some aspects can be called incomprehensible.

Although there will be restraints, there is no doubt about its powerful strategic function.

In a sense, the Fog is a very representative spell-like ability.

And the several new bloodline abilities provided by Chiyou bloodline, Yi Qiu felt that they were all very suitable for him.

First of all, the ability of three heads and six arms, Yi Qiu does not have a very intuitive understanding of its active effect for the time being, but he is very clear about the passive effect.

Thinking acceleration, and permanent thinking acceleration.

This is a very useful boost for both melee and legal classes.

Thinking acceleration is the gain of battle, and Yi Qiu has a deep understanding of it.

Of course, the thought acceleration provided by the three heads and six arms can't be as powerful as the short-term thought acceleration burst of psionic energy, but the maximum thought acceleration of 1.7 times is still a very considerable improvement.

And hand-to-hand fighters don't need to learn, but they still need a lot of training to gain abilities.

In this regard, thinking acceleration can play a very significant role in improving training efficiency.

As for the choice of the ability of the flying feather......

Yi Qiu took a closer look, and the wings and the wind were obviously more dominant in terms of effect.

Of course, the Evil Wind needs to consume blood energy, while the Wings only need to consume physical strength.

However, judging from the improvement paths of the two, there is no doubt that the evil wind has more room for growth, and of course it will definitely be more resource-intensive, after all, the bloodline material does not mean that it will be able to get it if there is a comprehensive network disaster coin.

After thinking carefully for a while, and taking into account his actual situation, Yi Qiu finally chose the evil wind.

What he needs more is better developmental ability.

After all, for now, the only pseudo-flight means he has mastered is to fly in situ + glide.

Needless to say, Yi Qiu felt that it would be more appropriate to choose a more growth-oriented ability.

Yi Qiu focused his consciousness on the list of feathers on his new bloodline template, which was still in the gray area, and suddenly a dialog box refreshed on his retina:

"Did you choose the Wind as your ability to fly?"

"Yes."

"Your Bloodline Ability: Flying Feather Energy has been activated, and the activation effect is: Evil Wind."

Gaining a new bloodline ability is a very wonderful feeling, especially when it is an active type of bloodline ability.

If you don't use it, you won't feel much of a difference.

It's like someone is able to control the movement of the ear, you suddenly learn to control the ear, and you have some subtle senses at that time.

But if you don't pay attention to it, it doesn't affect your daily life.

And when you want to use it, that instinctive feeling pushes you to complete it.

Yi Qiu tried to stimulate the bloodline ability, and suddenly the wind in the temple was raging!

Bad Wind!

A mist as deep as ink was generated on the soles of Yi Qiu's feet!

Yi Qiu could feel the subtle connection between himself and the mist, and as the blood energy in his body continued to pour in, this connection continued to strengthen.

Of course, perhaps it was over time that he became more familiar with this ability.

Flying, especially flying freely, is one of the deepest dreams of Yi Qiu or mankind.

Yi Qiu used to manipulate the fluctuations of the air flow to achieve the purpose of gliding, but the pleasure of gliding is obviously much lower than that compared to real flying.

Yi Qiu tried to control the Evil Wind and fly himself out of the temple, because the connection between the Evil Wind and the blood energy in his body made the connection between him and the Evil Wind as close as a limb.

"Whoosh!"

Just a thought, suddenly the wind is loud!

Yi Qiu's vision suddenly rushed from the air mixed with the slightest moisture of the temple into a continuous rain curtain!

The snow-capped mountains are moving, moving backwards at a rapid pace!

In just the blink of an eye, Yi Qiu rushed from the temple to the sky above the Melting Snow River outside!

And with the flight of the evil wind, the infusion speed of the blood vein energy in Yi Qiu's body also increased dramatically.

At the same time, the volume of the Storm has also increased to a certain extent.

Looking at the evil wind like billowing black smoke under his feet, Yi Qiu wiped the rain from his face, and he rarely felt a trace of excitement.

The mind is like stopping water, which will not cause any disturbance if it does not reach a very strong positive emotion, but the meditation practice gradually calms Yi Qiu's mind.

When you need to face the pain of heat, cold, numbness and so on every night, when you need to face all kinds of temptations that come from the depths of your heart every night...... When you have successfully resisted these, ordinary things can no longer interfere with your heart.

This is the meditation practice of the warrior monk, which achieves the fullness of the mind in the midst of suffering.

Yi Qiu directly increased the speed of the evil wind to the fastest, and then controlled it to fly into the distance!

"Whoosh!!"

The wind next to Yi Qiu's ears instantly became violent, and the whistling wind was full of strength like a hoarse roar!

The temple is getting smaller......

Smaller......

Finally, it disappeared into the deep outline of the snow-capped mountains......

The whole view suddenly becomes endless!

The vast body of the no-man's land wilderness also began to show its face like Yi Qiu......

The bean rain was scattered by Yi Qiu like marbles, and then made a crisp sound.

And as Yi Qiu flew, the continuous sound was like an unknown piece of music, with some kind of demonic power......

Yi Qiu opened his arms, this feeling of flying freely, this feeling of being unrestrained......

Everything is so wonderful.

For all land-based creatures, flying freely is always the ultimate pleasure.

Of course, it is not so rosy for all the creatures who witness this picture......

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Sanha is a trekking adventurer whose favorite thing to do is to hike through the scenic areas while on vacation.

Sangha had already walked through the Qiangtang No Man's Land once, and although there was some pain in the process, he was still immersed in this feeling of struggling in the wilderness.

This is the most intuitive scene of nature, cruel but with a deep sense of beauty.

Sangha hid in the cave, leaning against the campfire, watching the sound of rain outside, feeling extremely peaceful.

That's how life should be.

Sanha thought as she picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of hot water.

And at this time, he inadvertently glanced into the distance, and then he was stunned.

His eyes widened as he watched the billowing black mist drift in the distance through the rain, and in his previous glimpse, he vaguely saw a humanoid creature with six arms standing above the billowing black mist!

But when he looked again, all he saw was a strange black mist that was moving rapidly.

A biting chill welled up in Sanha's back, and he suddenly developed an unknown fear of this wilderness far from modern civilization.

He preferred to imagine that it was a hallucination he had generated, but the detailed recollection of the remnants of the previous scene made him think it was unlikely

With trepidation, he watched the night as the night grew darker with a multi-purpose shovel for self-defense, and he decided to paint the scene when he returned home alive.

He was a painter, but what made him live was his family's ten buildings.

At this time, the night has just begun......