Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty-Seven

The artistic conception and the power of the sea of qi surged, and slowly condensed a round ball in front of Ye Chu's body, the round ball was black and not slippery, like a black stone, slowly flashing in front of Ye Chu.

"Strange stones!" Ye Jingyun and Ji Die were stunned for a moment, looking at the round stone condensed in front of Ye Chu, then shook their heads and sighed, "I thought Ye Chu could condense any patterns, but I couldn't think of strange stones!"

"After all, it is still affected by talent! To say that this round stone is not even a strange stone, it is decent, and the meaning pattern is too bad!"

"The quality of the pattern is classified according to the dead things, living things, spiritual things, and visions of heaven and earth. The strange stone monster is the worst, followed by the grass and trees, and then the fierce beast, the holy beast, and the vision of heaven and earth. Ye Chu's Yi pattern is the most bottom, and even Tan Cai's is not as good as Tan Cai's. ”

"However, with Ye Chu's talent, it is already quite good to be able to condense the meaning pattern. I thought I could surpass Tan Cai before, but now it seems that I overestimated him. ”

“......”

The two women were a little pity, such a terrifying spirit shaping qi was integrated into his body, but Ye Chu only condensed such a pattern.

Ye Chu rioted out of the artistic conception and the power of the sea of qi at the same time, and after condensing the round stone pattern, he felt that his body was about to collapse, and his whole body was exhausted. But the strange thing is that his Yuan Spirit spiritual power is still abundant, but his physical body can't bear it.

Ye Chu quickly found out that Weishenme would be like this, Ye Chu's physical talent was too weak, although there was black iron to help him open up the sea of qi, but after all, the time was too short, and the opening up was limited, and there was not much talent added to his body. It is precisely because of this that it leads to the exhaustion of condensing a lowest-level Yi pattern.

But Ye Chu's Yuan Ling is different, Ye Chu Yuan Ling is not this physical body, and he also fused Ye Chu's Yuan Ling before, Ye Chu believes in Yuan Ling's talent, he is no less than anyone in the world.

This also caused the Yuan Spirit to be full of energy, but his body was exhausted and he could no longer persevere.

Looking at the cobblestone pattern condensed in front of him, Ye Chu was unwilling. This body is too weak, do you want to let your future path be affected?

The surrounding spiritual qi had been continuously integrated into his body, and the spiritual energy and faint true yuan had also merged into Ye Chu's qi sea, but he was unable to continue to condense the spirit pattern.

"Since the body is unreliable, is it feasible to only use the Yuan Spirit to condense the Meaning Pattern?" Ye Chu suddenly thought of this thought, and stared straight at the black stone in front of him.

Thinking of this, Ye Chu began to surge out of the power of the Yuan Spirit, Ye Chu's artistic conception was flexible, and he could change with his mind, which was difficult for others to do.

Since he had such an advantage, Ye Chu drove his artistic conception to pull the surrounding aura, and the surrounding aura was pulled by him, and they all flocked to the cobblestone vein.

This is extremely difficult for other Yuan Spirit Realms to do, but for Ye Chu, who has a smart artistic conception, it is easy to do. But the aura that was pulled away did not merge with the cobblestone, and the cobblestone seemed to be saturated, and it could no longer be integrated into a trace of aura and artistic conception.

This made Ye Chu's brows furrow, since he couldn't fit into it, then condense another deliberate line.

Pull the surrounding aura with its own artistic conception, and then integrate it with the power of the primordial spirit, and gradually transform the second round stone in the void.

This scene made Ji Die and Ye Jingyun glance at each other, and they both saw the doubts in each other's eyes, they had never seen the condensation pattern not in place in one step, but in two steps.

Looking at the second cobblestone pattern that slowly condensed in front of Ye Chu, the two women only felt that Ye Chu really couldn't take it seriously, just now they thought that his cultivation was over, and they didn't expect that he still had a sense of meaning pattern condensation.

However, watching the second Yi pattern condense out, Ji Die and Ye Jingyun still shook their heads. The strength of the Yi pattern is not compared to the quantity, Ye Chu condensed two round stones, or even a hundred round stones, and it could not be compared with a cultivator with a flower and grass Yi pattern.

This is a difference in quality, and quantity cannot make up for it at all.

But Ye Chu didn't seem to know this, he was already condensing the cobblestone, his Yuan Spirit was extremely active, and he affected the aura of the space with a smart artistic conception, and wanted to condense the Yi pattern without going through the sea of qi.

But the second round stone appeared, and just as Ye Chu's mind was leaving, ready to condense the third stone, the second round stone instantly drifted away and was about to fall apart.

This scene frightened Ye Chu, and he hurriedly pulled them with his mind to restrain them and prevent them from spreading.

With Ye Chu's artistic conception constraints, they remained stable again, but as soon as Ye Chu relaxed, it immediately drifted away, and this result made Ye Chu couldn't help frowning.

"Isn't that really possible? That cobblestone pattern is my limit?"

Ye Chu was unwilling in his heart, his Yuan Spirit talent was terrifying, but he had to be limited by the sea of qi, and Ye Chu couldn't bear it.

The Yuan Spirit was still frantically absorbing the Qi of the Shaping Spirit, and the veins of black iron were scattered into Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit, making his artistic conception agile and his spirit clear.

This feeling made Ye Chu's heart skip a beat, his eyes couldn't help but look at the black iron, and he slowly remembered the veins of the black iron in his heart, Ye Chu's mind rotated with the veins of the black iron, and when his mind was immersed in it, Ye Chu's artistic conception on the cobblestone also slowly rotated, condensing a texture on the cobblestone.

The appearance of these textures, artistic conception and aura are perfectly integrated, and the two become one and become one.

The brilliance of black iron surged, pouring out of the body, shining on the cobblestone, which had similar veins of black iron, but these veins disappeared in a flash.

Once again, the Blackstone is quaint, but it no longer dissipates.

Ye Chu was overjoyed, looking at the two black stones hovering beside him, feeling that his Yuan Spirit was already full of energy, he once again condensed the third round stone and appeared in front of Ye Chu in the same way.

Ji Die and Ye Jingyun had long been stunned in place, since they had heard that the Yiwen could continue to condense in different periods, watching the cobblestone in front of Ye Chu continue to condense out, the two women were stunned.

"How did Ye Chu do it? It stands to reason that the first time you condense the Yi Pattern, whatever comes out will be you, and the Yuan Spirit and Qi Sea will be exhausted. But how can he still keep pouring out the Yi Pattern, it is still exactly the same, is his physique so weird?" Ye Jingyun asked Ji Die curiously.

Ji Die shook his head and said: "The quality is too poor, and condensing too much is not necessarily good for him, but it is a burden." I can't see through his physique, maybe it's really different from us. ”

Ye Jingyun didn't continue to say anything, seven or eight cobblestones had already condensed in front of Ye Chu, hovering in a circle in front of Ye Chu, and they were still condensing.

Ye Jingyun, who watched this scene, shook his head, thinking that Ye Chu was still the same Ye Chu after all, and some things could not be changed, such as his talent.