"The power of thunder, the power of fire, the power of light, the power of darkness, the power of destruction, the power of life, the power of wind, the power of gold, the power of earth. How should these nine middle and low-level Dao patterns be fused? Can the nine Dao patterns with different attributes be fused?"

Nine lower-level Dao patterns appeared in Jiang Yi's mind, and these were the nine Dao patterns he had comprehended in Lei Mountain. Wrong...... He actually comprehended eight kinds in the Thunder Mountain, because the power of fire Dao pattern he had already comprehended in the Bloody Night Fierce Sea before.

This is the Dao pattern of nine different attributes, and it is also the most basic Dao pattern of each department, and it is also the power Dao pattern of all the lowest attributes. He separated the Dao rhyme that he sensed in Lei Mountain, felt them one by one, and then tried to fuse, and at this moment he was ready to fuse.

It's just that...

It's easy to separate, but it's very difficult to fuse, like a huge hemp rope, if you want to separate nine small hemp ropes, it's very simple. But if you want to wrap them together perfectly, it's more difficult. This is no ordinary winding, it is perfectly fused into one.

"Let's take a closer look at how it blends. ”

Jiang Yi entered the state of unity between heaven and man, and in this state, he could integrate into this piece of heaven and earth, and he would be closer to the elements of various attributes in heaven and earth, and it would be easier to perceive and fuse the Dao pattern.

The trace of Dao rhyme in Lei Mountain appeared in his mind, and the subtle induction, deduction, and confirmation.

What made him a little disappointed was that he was not near Thunder Mountain anymore, this rhyme was very vague in retrospect, and he couldn't remember many key places.

One hour, one day, five days......

The trace of Dao rhyme in Jiang Yi's mind became more and more blurred, and he could only give up helplessly, and slowly fused the power of thunder and fire according to the hazy thoughts in his heart.

"Thunder can make fire, and there is no problem with the power of thunder fusing the power of fire, but how to fuse the rest of the Dao patterns?"

"Light and darkness, destruction and life are all opposites, how can they be integrated?"

"The power of the wind, the power of the earth, and the power of gold, these are the three forces that the wind and the horse and the cow are incompatible, how can they be fused?"

"The two patterns hurt when they are fused, and this has to fuse nine kinds?"

Jiang Yi thought for a while, and felt that Dao had a headache, so he simply didn't care about anything, and first fused the power of thunder and the power of fire.

He swallowed a lot of energy pills, even if he didn't eat or drink for a few years, it was no problem, he concentrated on contemplating the Dao Pattern, now nothing is as important as the Dao Pattern, he has no chance to go to Tianlei Island now, so he may also get the Thunder Fire, once the Thunder Fire is consumed, he will not be able to release the Thunder Fire Aegis, and his combat power will plummet......

Time is like flowing water, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye!

The White Dragon Islands have calmed down, and many mountain bandits are ambitious to find Jiang Yi and the others, but they still find nothing after three months of searching, which also means that they are unfounded. Sin Island is too big, the population is hundreds of billions, there are at least tens of thousands of large and small cities, and there are mountain bandits lurking everywhere outside the city, trying to find Jiang Yi is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

The other super family's young ladies don't care anymore, after all, it's not them who are humiliated, just look at Lu Lin's face to deal with it, it's best to find and kill, and if you can't find them, you don't have the heart to pay attention to them.

"Lu Lin, I was miserable by you!"

In the imperial palace of a mansion in Purple Jade City, Jiang Yi opened his eyes helplessly and cursed. If it weren't for Lu Lin's trouble, as long as he was near the Thunder Mountain for a few more months, this upper-level Dao pattern would definitely be able to merge, and the Heavenly Stone that went to the Divine City would be enough.

It's been three months, and the power of thunder and fire have fused, but unfortunately none of the other Dao patterns can be fused, and he originally thought that the power of thunder and the power of fire could be fused to release thunder fire, but now he found that he was too naïve. The power of thunder plus the power of fire is not equal to thunder and fire......

"Continue to merge!"

Only three months have passed, Jiang Yi's divine sense swept out of the imperial palace and asked Jin Jiao, who said that it was safe, and he didn't care, and continued to fuse the Dao pattern.

The trace of Dao rhyme in Lei Mountain in his mind was completely gone, no matter how Jiang Yi thought about it, he couldn't remember it, he could only grope for himself and find a way to continue to fuse the rest of the Dao patterns...

Another two months passed, Jiang Yi opened his eyes and stood up, his eyes were full of disappointment, this pattern is too difficult to fuse, without the guidance and traction of Dao Yun, he has no direction, and he doesn't know how to fuse at all.

Since it can't be fused, Jiang Yi simply doesn't cultivate, there is no way to force this thing, and now he can only rely on chance and opportunity, hoping that at some moment he will suddenly have an epiphany and fuse. If this kind of derivation continues, even if it takes ten or eight years, it may not be able to be integrated, and it is a waste of time.

Outside, Feng Luan and Qingyu were bored with one person embroidering, and one person painting to entertain themselves, Jiang Yi came out, and the two of them didn't notice it at all.

"Embroidery?"

Jiang Yi was not interested, but Feng Luan's painting there made Jiang Yi a little curious, Feng Luan was engrossed in painting a landscape painting with an ink pen, her painting skills were very superb, and the painting was vivid and lifelike.

"Thunder Mountain?"

Jiang Yi walked over softly, glanced at the scenery in Feng Luan's painting, and his heart suddenly moved, and many pictures flashed in his mind, and there was a trace of throbbing inexplicably.

"That's right... I can also paint, draw Lei Shan, and find a way to simulate the debut rhyme, maybe I can find an opportunity to merge. ”

Jiang Yi's soul was shocked, he grabbed the brush in Feng Luan's hand with his big hand, took another piece of white paper, and slowly sketched it, painting and painting He also closed his eyes strangely, as if he had entered a state of unity between heaven and man.

"Huh?"

Feng Luan woke up in shock, and the herring fish who lowered his head and embroidered over there also stood up in surprise, and was about to scream, but was stopped by Feng Luan's transmission: "Shh, Gongzi seems to have understood, let's not disturb him." ”

"Oooh!"

The herring fish chick nodded like a peck of rice, and looked curiously at Jiang Yi's painting, but was disappointed at first glance. Jiang Yi's painting is purely graffiti, and the painting is so ugly that the herring can't stand it.

Feng Luan is an expert in painting, she likes to paint since she was a child, and she used to paint often when she was bored in the imperial palace, most of the paintings are landscape paintings, of course, there are also portrait paintings, she painted a lot of pictures for Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi didn't know it.

What made Qingyu very suspicious was that Jiang Yi was painting like graffiti there, Feng Luan not only did not snicker, but watched it with relish, and even the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became, and he was completely silent, and his eyes were full of misty color, and he was so forgetful that he could see it.

"What's so special about this painting?"

Qingyu watched carefully with wide eyes, but she couldn't see anything except that Jiang Yi was painting the Thunder Mountain Thunder Ridge, and those ten Thunder Mountains were too ugly, right?

Jiang Yi painted very seriously, although his eyes were closed, but he entered the state of unity of heaven and man and opened his eyes, he forgot a qiē, and concentrated on copying the painting of Lei Shan in his mind, but unfortunately his painting skills were too poor, and at a glance it looked no different from the ghost painting talisman.

The pen stops, the ink dries!

Jiang Yi put down the brush and opened his eyes, he looked at it a few times, shook his head and sighed: "It's still not good, but this painting is still conducive to my recollection of Daoyun, it seems that I have to practice painting well in the future, it's too ugly......"

"Whew!"

Feng Luan next to her also woke up, but her breathing was a little short, a pair of plump ups and downs, a pair of phoenix eyes were frighteningly bright, she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, looked at the ghost painting in front of her, and muttered: "I am finally fortunate to see a legendary heavenly painting, Childe...... You really are a genius. ”