Two hours later, Yi Qiu finally comprehended the first second-level Xuanlei inscription. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This second-level Xuanlei inscription is really much more complicated than the first-level inscription, and it took me two hours to completely grasp it. Yi Qiu took a deep breath, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand and said.

"Hmph, this is just a second-level inscription, if it is replaced by a third-level inscription, it will be even more complicated, there are as many as a hundred lines alone, even if it is a person who has never forgotten, I am afraid it will take a long time to really master. Huzun snorted coldly.

Yi Qiu smiled and said, "In that case, Huzun will give me another second-level inscription source and let me continue to comprehend." ”

Huzun asked lightly, "You don't need to rest?"

Yi Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't need it right now, with my soul power, it won't be a problem to comprehend four or five second-level inscription sources." ”

Hu Zun nodded and said, "Okay, the next one is the second-level Xuanshui inscription." ”

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For the next day, Yi Qiu had been stuffed in the room, contemplating the second-level inscriptions, and a day later, under the guidance of Huzun, he gradually mastered the ten second-level inscriptions.

I have to say that Yi Qiu's comprehension speed, even Hu Zun, felt a little shocked.

You know, the average person can comprehend a second-level inscription in one day, which is already very powerful, this guy is actually one in two hours, and even in the end, he can master one in an hour, this speed is simply appalling.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that this kid of yours is still a genius who comprehends the inscription, since this is the case, you rest for the night, and then the old man will give you a third-level inscription, let you comprehend it!"

"Level 3 Inscription! If I master it, I can refine a weapon of the highest grade of the Xuan Rank!"

Yi Qiu took a deep breath, a touch of excitement appeared on his face, and then he sat on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated, and quickly recovered the consumed soul power.

Yi Qiu, who has the battle soul of the White Tiger, not only is his soul power much stronger than that of other martial artists of the same level, but his recovery speed is also very comparable, and after meditating on his knees for three hours, Yi Qiu opened his eyes full of energy.

"Tiger Venerable, I'm almost recovered, I can take out the third-level inscription source for me to comprehend. ”

"Hmph, look at your monkey anxious look, the deity will give you a third-level inscription source, let you try, but you have to remember that the third-level inscription source texture is extremely complex, far from the second-level inscription comparable, even if you remember the texture of this link, you need to consume a lot of soul power, with your existing soul power, maybe you can only barely try, if not, don't force it, otherwise it will take too long, it is easy to consume too much soul power, so that your blood soul will weaken, or even disappear. ”

"The blood soul is gone?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiu couldn't help but gasp, as we all know, the blood soul is the foundation of the blood soul realm martial artist, as important as the bloodline, if the blood soul dissipates, it is equivalent to a person's soul disappearing, even if he does not die, he will become a walking corpse.

Such a result is no different from death for a warrior!

Yi Qiu's face changed slightly and he hesitated slightly.

"How? Are you going to try it again?"

Seeing Yi Qiu's hesitant expression, Hu Zun couldn't help but ask.

Yi Qiu's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger! Isn't it just to comprehend the third-level inscription, I don't believe that with my comprehension, I can't master it!"

"Hehe, since you have made up your mind, the old man will give you a third-level True Thunder Inscription Source! ”

Before Huzun's words fell, a brilliant complex pattern of light immediately appeared in Yi Qiu's mind.

Just by looking at it, there were dense and complex lines on it, and Yi Qiu felt that his head was as big as a bucket.

Yi Qiu took a deep breath, calmed down the troubled emotions in his heart, and looked at the brilliant inscription for a moment.

Sure enough, as Huzun said, these three-level inscriptions are indeed extremely complicated, with hundreds of lines, criss-crossed, not to mention writing them all down, even distinguishing them is also a very complicated thing.

"No matter how complex the inscription is, there is a pattern, I don't believe it, I can't find it!"

Yi Qiu's brows furrowed, and his eyes carefully searched for the source of the complex inscription.

Two hours later, Yi Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "So that's the case." ”

"What, did you find anything?" asked Huzun with interest.

"Indeed, these third-level inscriptions look extremely complicated, but if you look closely, you will find that it seems to be composed of several second-level Xuanlei inscriptions, that is to say, if you write down the order of these second-level Xuanlei inscriptions, you can naturally depict all the third-level inscriptions, and you don't have to memorize them one by one, in that case, it will not only consume soul power, but also be prone to errors. Yi Qiu said with a smile.

"Yes, that's why I let you comprehend the first-level inscription first, then the second-level inscription, and finally the third-level inscription. Seeing that Yi Qiu had found the key so quickly, Hu Zun was also very satisfied, but he said: "Although you have found the trick, it is only the first step, and next, you have to draw this inscription with soul power, which is the most complicated step, and it is also a step that consumes soul power." ”

Yi Qiu nodded, took out a pen and paper, and began to draw a pen.

Within an hour, Yi Qiu had drawn more than a hundred lines in a row, and at this moment, his soul power had almost consumed a quarter.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Qiu did not stop and continued to depict.

In this way, Yi Qiu painted for a whole day before he drew most of the third-level inscriptions, but there was still a small part that had not yet been completed, and this small part was the most critical part of it.

It's just that at this moment, Yi Qiu's soul power is exhausted, and even the White Tiger Battle Soul is no longer the majestic appearance of the god in the past, his head is bowed, and he looks extremely weak.

"Yi Qiu, you can stop, with your soul power, if you continue to draw, there will be a danger of the blood soul weakening!" Hu Zun said worriedly.

However, Yi Qiu turned a deaf ear to Hu Zun's words at this moment, and completely fell into the realm of selflessness, although the hand holding the pen had begun to tremble slightly, but it still showed no signs of stopping, and continued to depict.

"Grandpa Tiger, Master Yi Qiu seems to be a little wrong. At this time, the Demon Spirit Maiden seemed to see something unusual.

Huzun's face changed greatly, and he said urgently: "It's not good, this stupid guy has gone crazy." ”

Going mad is a form of self-forgetfulness of a martial artist, forgetting not only everything around him, but even his own life and death, and completely immersed in his own consciousness.

Under normal circumstances, as long as a martial artist goes mad, there are only two endings, one is that his soul is scattered and dies, and the other is that he wakes up by himself!