The formless and substantial spiritual power shrank in the mud pill, the palace door was closed, and Chen Yu pulled a wisp out.

Compared with Qi, the spiritual power that has the control of the Divine Evoking Technique is undoubtedly more suitable for testing.

Just can't be in the brain domain, he's worried that something will go wrong.

After a long time, a wisp of silver ash overflowed. came to the outside world, and the next moment a fierce wind blew, chilling to the bone, and an indescribable tingling pain came from the spirit.

As if there was a hissing sound, Chen Yu frowned, in his perspective, this spiritual power began to dissipate, and the speed was not slow, and it was about to disappear completely with the wind.

Everything is expected, and for mental power, the outside world is a completely different world from the body.

Once the spiritual power that can linger and entangle in the body without ending once it comes outside, it will be as if it has been blown by the wind above the nine heavens, and the weak candle flame will be extinguished.

Foothold, it won't last long before it collapses.

But he didn't stop, and continued to extract a piece of spirit from the mud pill, inject it into it, and maintain it with difficulty.

Half a foot above his shoulder, the invisible silver ball swelled, and the spiritual power of the outer layer quickly disappeared, undulating and steaming, looking like a mist.

After observing for a long time, Chen Yu finally sighed, the 'tempering' of the outside world failed to make the spiritual power stronger, although the stay time was increasing again and again, but it was because he continued to inject it, and the spirit itself was still fragile, and it would disperse as soon as it was blown.

In this way, it is a wasted spirit.

It's just useless.

With a long sigh of relief, he calmed down. Put all kinds of distracting thoughts aside, and your mood calms down quickly after Dajing, and it doesn't take long to recover.

Since the effectiveness of the Lanting Divine Fruit was greatly reduced, there was no way to refine the spirit, and now the attempt to fail was also within his expectations.

"Go on."

I just gave it a try, and it didn't matter if I got it or not.

Moreover, at least it has been verified that mental power cannot become stronger and stronger.

Immediately, the silver ball on the shoulders was stirred, and one after another more majestic spirit poured out and surging in it.

Several strands converged and slowly swirled.

At a certain moment, the syndicate swelled to the limit, trembling as if it were about to boil. Chen Yu's complexion changed suddenly, and in an instant, his footwork moved, and he flashed to the side.

[Boom!] ］

Behind him, a silent explosion burst open, and a wave of silver air rose in the clearing, and a mottled halo of glowing afterglow rose into the sky, gathering smoke and mist.

“……”

After a while, Chen Yu turned back to his original position, sensed the surroundings, and confirmed that the spirit had all dispersed.

Thinking back to the scene just now, he himself couldn't help but be speechless, if this thing was thrown on an ordinary martial artist, it was estimated that it would directly shock the other party's eyes and foam at the mouth.

The spiritual power squeezed to the limit exploded instantly, and the power was indeed not small. However, when the means are not met, the condensation process is too time-consuming, and you have to pay attention to it, otherwise you may blow yourself up before throwing it out.

After squatting, Chen Yu condensed again, but there was still an explosion, but fortunately, he didn't use much spiritual power, and he hid quickly and didn't fall on his body.

……

In the evening, drag the tired spirit back to the view.

Take a wooden basin, pour all the fish and crabs in the basket into it, splash the water, and greedily swallow the water.

After returning from Luoxia Rock, Chen Yu's head was dizzy, and there were light blood stains on his clothes.

He glanced down, pulled up his shirt, and could clearly see a few blood marks, he shook his head, and went to the back room to change into a clean one.

When he was on the top of the mountain, he not only tried to condense the spiritual power outside the body into a spiral, so as to achieve the compression effect. I tried other ideas as well.

The first is mental power, which is indeed much easier in the body than in the body.

His mind sank, and he saw that in a fog, somewhere outside the Mud Pill Palace, a small whirlpool pulled the spiritual power floating out of the surroundings and slowly rotated.

Don't dare to be too fast, too fast to be stable, it will explode.

The surrounding spiritual power gathered into it, and was discharged in the continuous squeezing, stretching up and down the slender lines, and finally was dragged into the whirlpool again when it quietly dispersed.

The cycle repeats, being nourished and strengthened.

For the time being, this spiritual vortex certainly cannot be considered a success, because it has few results. He rotated more than two hundred and sixty times, but it was not worth the effect of a Lanting Divine Fruit.

However, after all, the spiritual power of today is much stronger than before, and the Lanting Divine Fruit is no longer effective, and although the method that is not a way to be explored at the moment is as slow as a turtle, it is better to last, and it does not need foreign objects as a means of consumption. Barely achieved the goal.

As for the cost......

Chen Yu glanced at the empty Mud Pill Palace, and his eyebrows tingled faintly. After dozens of experiments, he not only exhausted his mental power, but also shocked his consciousness, especially in the middle of the trial, he ran half a step slower, and was almost collapsed by his own mental power.

Now, the whirlpool was quietly suspended, refining the little spiritual power that only floated sporadically on the outside. This is also the reason why he didn't stuff one directly into the Mud Pill Palace.

Because there is nothing to turn, there is no way to turn it up.

"Okay."

This attempt allowed him to find a sustainable way to refine his spiritual power. It was not in vain.

As for the blood marks on the body, this is another brain hole.

……

"Eat some peach blossoms to replenish your blood."

Chen Yu stood under the peach tree, raised his hand and plucked a few pink petals and fed them to his mouth.

Hiss –

The familiar bitter taste flooded and the heat flowed, and he could feel the hole in his body that had been blown open by [Qi Xuan] being healed.

It is said that it is a hole, but in fact, it is just a wound left by the ablation of some hyperbrused blood and flesh, which is attached to the area under the abdomen, and is being filled at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

"Hey, that film is still there."

The shallow flesh membrane adheres to the flesh and blood, and has no other effect, I thought it would disappear with the recovery of the complement, but I didn't want it to remain.

It's a pity that the spiral condensation failed.

After the success of the spiritual vortex, he set his sights on Qi, but the result was not ideal, although the Qi vortex that suddenly cracked was not as fierce as the spiritual power, but it was also scattered and splattered on the flesh and blood, and many of them penetrated into the acupuncture holes, causing accidents.

Fortunately, I had previous experience, and I had a plan in advance, and I responded in a timely manner, except for some internal injuries and blood oozing from the epithelium.

After dinner, Chen Yu sat in the courtyard on a chair.

The fish and crabs were placed in the water tank at the door, and some of them had no air intake, so they were mixed together and stewed in a pot of fresh soup, and he had just cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Pure wild crucian carp really tastes good, especially the milky white soup, even if it is not seasoned with too many spices, it is a delicious delicacy.

While reminiscing, he flipped through the book, his eyes scanned the scroll, condensed, swirled, and veined...... I've tried everything, but except for the mental power that barely makes a small whirlpool, the rest have failed.

He thought, the Taoist scriptures of the Taoist sages in the rumored religion contain the truth of heaven, and there are many myths, if they are burned, will there be some miraculous effects?

Concentrate and calm your mind, and come to the mud pill again.

After a few hours, there was a spiritual liquid foundation, and the spiritual power had finally recovered by 20%. He led the spirit to write and depict in the field of the mind, and to trace the scrolls.

[Dao Ke Dao is very Dao, the name is very famous...... ］

First of all, the famous Lao Tzu said five thousand words, and this famous scripture in his previous life was written by him silently and engraved in the spiritual realm.

The spiritual power emits a silver-gray light, and the restraint does not disperse.

But soon he stopped, because he didn't remember everything, including the first chapter, which he was most familiar with, and only a third of the way was written in fits and starts.

［…… The god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanqi...... ］

The first line was already crumbling, but there was no supernatural stimulation, let alone a sudden bloom of immeasurable light, or the true body of the Dao Ancestor.

It swayed in front of his eyes for a moment, and finally the font became blurred, silently dispersed, rippling in the Mud Pill Palace.

"Try this world again."

In the end, he chose an ancient scripture from a thousand years ago, which was regarded as the most holy by the Taoists, and the person who wrote it was anonymous, and over time it was hung on the head of a certain Taoist saint.

But...... Still useless.

Chen Yu tried to engrave the technique of collecting qi and breathing and cultivating the scriptures in turn. Still useless. Turning the spirit again, no longer writing, but painting.

Vipassana diagram, five birds diagram, visualization diagram, god and demon diagram...

Even in the end, even the meridian diagram of martial arts training was picked up, but it failed to show the slightest strangeness.

That's it!

Chen Yu, who had once again drained his mental power, stood up and stopped today's exploration.

It's not early, the evening breeze is cool, and you have to go to bed after practicing the evening exercises again. Looking at it this way, it is estimated that it is not possible to engrave the text of the catalogue, at least the Taoist books of the two worlds do not have this extraordinary ability.