Chapter 267: Lack of Skill (Single)
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After leaving a slightly resentful voice in his mind, the gluttonous deer resisted the temptation of the pink peach fruit, although his eyes wandered on the peach fruit, but in the end, he jumped and turned around and ran away, failing to give Chen Yu a call.
Soon he also remembered the other party's unique ability, and for a moment, the thoughts that were about to diverge were somewhat restrained. At the same time, the Yuan Shen who was originally sitting upright in the Mud Pill Palace waved his small hand, stirring the surrounding sea of silver mist.
The waves are surging and the sea of fog is turbulent.
In the process of the silver light flowing and swirling, there are countless imprints highlighted, and if you look closely, you will find that these spiritual imprints are not as coiled and messy as they were at the beginning, and in the area where the spiritual power gathers the most majestic near the primordial spirit, the imprints appear to be orderly, as if they are deliberately outlined and arranged, and they are imprinted in the void to form their own side.
The imprint is reflected in the light of the original god, like a barrier to protect the little golden man.
Just by looking twice, you will notice that the barrier is too weak, and some corners are even brighter and brighter, as if they are about to be extinguished under the blowing of the spiritual breath.
There are still gaps that have not yet been filled.
Genshin looked around, his gaze resting on several large and small openings, and after a long time, he stood up and floated towards one of them.
Nowadays, the spiritual consciousness is really negligent, and even the stupid deer can see through and guess with the ability of half-bakedness, which is really unreasonable.
The last time he was mentally interfering with the self-disordered Brother Ji, Chen Yu had already realized the necessity of spiritual defense.
However, it is easier said than done, and several attempts have been made intermittently for most of the past six months, but the results of the existing methods have not reached expectations.
It wasn't until he discovered the traces that dragged in the void of the Mud Pill Palace when the spiritual power flowed, these imprints of great regularity and plasticity.
Different from the thunder marks that exist in the Brilliant Thunder, the spiritual imprints are not so much the solidification of spiritual power, but more like the feedback of the Mud Pill Palace's own spiritual power activities.
Like the countless ripples stirred up by the fall of a stone on a calm lake, it will soon be silent and calm, but the moment it falls is really there.
Such is the case with the Spiritual Imprint.
What he had to do was to keep the marks from dissipating quickly.
Although the ripples are weak, if they keep converging, they can one day merge into a monstrous wave, which is enough to resist the invasion of external forces.
You can't change out of thin air, and it's hard for your spiritual power to react with other things. However, it is not small to rely on the mud pill to concretize the imprint. At present, according to Chen Yu's many studies on related aspects, there are not many sure speculations, but they are more or less related to the essence of the Mud Pill Palace.
Beneath this is an illusory world.
He had never forgotten the origin of the Mud Pill Palace, when he broke through barriers, gathered his spirit, and emerged at the very beginning of seeing the truth of the world.
The search for the Nine Palaces was fruitless, but the mud pill in the center of the eyebrows was excavated. It's just that in retrospect, many of these places that used to be thought to be good luck and coincidences have slowly faded away from the mystery and become easy to understand.
It is nothing more than a creation similar to the world of Xiao Nian.
The spiritual condensation instantly pry the canopy, perhaps it is the effect of the stars of consciousness, or the spiritual mechanism in the sea of consciousness has played a miraculous effect.
He secretly said in his heart, there is even a possibility, this spiritual world has always existed, but ordinary people have not been able to see the trigger, as for where it is...... It's probably a place in the depths of consciousness.
However, Chen Yu had shuttled through the consciousness area of the three giants to explore, and also stopped in the depths of the brain domain of Qimeng's old cultivators, and even attracted hundreds of thousands of mentally active martial arts people with the help of the big array, among which the most prominent group had been probed consciousness, all of them were confused and ignorant.
Distractions, delusions, desires, are chaotic and colorful, and they are as colorful as a dye vat, but they have never been able to find enough evidence to prove their guesses.
Gradually, Chen Yu deduced that it was likely that not everyone in the Mud Pill Palace had it—even if the other party also awakened himself and took the initiative to condense spiritual power, but unless there was a piece of spiritual world hidden in his head, it was really difficult to communicate with the Outer Heavens, and the non-atmospheric transporters would only be blocked by the boundless and thick Extraterrestrial Momentum and the canopy of heaven that had nowhere to touch.
Even if you resist hard, it is extremely difficult to find the world of Xiao Nian that is suitable for you. Of course, it is more likely that you will simply not know anything about it, and you will pass this experience in a daze, and you will miss it unconsciously.
Thinking of himself, he felt that there was indeed an element of luck in being able to successfully open up the mud pill at the beginning, but more importantly, the spirit condensed was strong enough, and the quality and quantity were far beyond ordinary people.
He shook his head and pulled his thoughts back, it was useless to think about these things, after all, he was the only cultivator now.
Rather than wasting energy on nonsense, it is better to fill in more and perfect the envisioned [mental defense] methods as soon as possible.
At that time, don't say that the stupid deer has a little ability, even if it really encounters a strong external impact, as long as the imprint is strong enough, it can even be integrated into the mud pill.
The mud pill is not destroyed, and the spirit is not destroyed, which is exactly the case.
The idea is big, but everything has to be taken step by step.
The golden light bloomed vigorously, shining on the gap, and the primordial spirit attracted wisps of spiritual mist from his side, filling the hole to the brim.
Activates, induces, burns violently......
Under the gaze, as the spiritual power was consumed, while stimulating the mud pill palace wall, an inch of fine imprints appeared at the bottom.
The progress of filling is very slow, and this can only be done slowly.
……
The matter of the spiritual imprint is put aside, and the primordial spirit can do it himself, the silver traces that have been built in that area are all accumulated day by day, and they will not suddenly dissipate if they are not swept halfway after solidification.
Enough to support until the final completion.
Chen Yu's consciousness was divided into some, and he followed the set procedures in the body of the Yuan Shen in a step-by-step manner. On the other side, they continue to pay attention to the cucumbers they have picked.
I didn't eat or drink for three days and immersed myself in it, my stomach was empty, my mana was almost exhausted, and my body felt a little tired from my bone marrow.
However, for the improvement of the hundred trick method, he had a lot of ideas, pulled out the divine thought from the cucumber, and didn't care about making a fire to cook when he was thoughtful, and took off into the blue sky with the technique of weathering the rainbow, and randomly selected a flawless white cloud to catch the clouds and the morning glow, and sucked it.
The glow is flying, and the light and shadow are flickering.
After a while, when he returned to the courtyard, his complexion was obviously much better, and since the mana in his body was complete and he could no longer grow through the food and drink Lingxia, he found that the improvement of the Tuna method did not stop there.
The speed and breadth of the spiritual intake have been strengthened to a certain extent, which is also a benefit, at least the recovery after each consumption can be faster and more timely.
I picked a few huge red peach fruits, and the fragrant juice overflowed in the mouth, sweet and crisp.
Eating peaches, Chen Yu thought of the gluttonous deer, he was not lying just now, he was indeed willing to feed with peach fruits, the mutated fruits tasted good, but it was useless to talk about the medicinal power to himself, and the other party was growing his body, and it was natural to eat more.
The next moment, he muttered again, the gluttonous deer was about to transform, and his body was blooming with aura, which was different from what the black fish had shown, and Chen Yu, who had never seen it, was inevitably curious, and wanted to take the back of the other party's neck to study it.
"It's a pity that I didn't touch it this time, and I don't know when this funny little guy will come back next time......"
Gradually, he didn't say more, feeling that the tone of his tone was becoming more and more inclined to the lonely elders who stayed in the mountains and longed for their children, Chen Yu stopped in time, shook his head to dispel distracting thoughts, and returned his attention to what he wanted to do next.
Now that I have inspiration, it is urgent to improve the Hundred Tricks Method, so I have to try it quickly, so as to save myself from being delayed by other things for a while.
Just as he was silently reciting the key points of the hundred tricks refining and planning to do it, the Yuan Shen in the Mud Pill Palace, who was diligently patching the defense net, was stunned suddenly, and the next moment, a piece of information was fed back into Chen Yu's mind.
The drops of water in the spiritual realm are finally ripe.
……
July is a harvest season, and August is no exception.
In just four or five days, several spiritual plants in the medicine field had matured, including some transplanted plants that had begun to be cultivated, as well as two rows of fruit trees and shrubs, which were basically mature and full of fruits that emitted a misty aura.
The Wind Secret Mountain Array and the Xuanyang Void Sense Array were superimposed together to block the outside, but it was not possible to filter birds and birds to accidentally break in and destroy.
In addition to the above, the ground pears also ripen quickly after the cucumbers, and they are pulled out of the ground by him.
It's just that he can't take care of it now, and most of Chen Yu, who lacks skills, focuses on the Hundred Tricks Method and cucumbers, and most of the rest is given to the spiritual realm of the Floating Heavens.
There are also floating fields, magic array research, thunder methods, and so on.
In the past few days, he has left aside many unimportant and trivial things such as the deduction of the new formation, the connection of spiritual qi and blood, the exploration of the outer heavens, the hollow fishing, and the search for the inner scene.
As for the mountain down, it was left behind early, after entering August, the formation was not repaired again, and from the moment the talisman was taken out, this large array was abandoned, and it would be completely dispersed after ten days and a half at most.
The data is all over the phone, and the Ten Thousand Magic Mirror is running non-stop all the time, hanging in the sky, if it weren't for the fact that this mirror was born without many accidents, I'm afraid Chen Yu would want to go to the city to buy seventeen or eighteen and bring back all the magic weapons that he refined.
"The tolerance of the Ten Thousand Magic Mirror is too poor, and the efficiency of multiple spells running at the same time is very low, even if it only activates the view of all things, it is also not as good as manual casting."
The so-called magic weapon, except for the performance of automaticity and durability, is not as powerful as the spell released by rubbing his hands.
But......
Tolerance is related to the material, if you want to start in this area, you have to find more spiritual materials, and now there are only a few kinds of real hands, such as blue wadding, bronze, etc., one-to-one have tried, only black gold is effective.
"Maybe there will be a change under the combination?"
Just like the spiritual land, there are still changeable forms and properties due to the amount of proportion, and the effects of each one vary greatly.
However, if you want to work on this, you will need to concentrate a lot of effort, and you should not be able to take care of it in the short term.
Chen Yu pressed his patience for knowledge, controlled the Yuan Shen to enter and exit the mud pill again, and skillfully pried open the 'waves' and came to the sky.
The spiritual realm, which had already expanded a lot, was like a huge beautifully carved rain flower stone, floating not far away.
Through the golden light, looking at the immovable cross-kneeled little golden figure in the center, the Yuan Shen clone sat withered, and wisps of light were withdrawn from his body, merging with the realm, urging it to expand and control it little by little.
Unlike last time, the small doppelganger now clasped his hands around it, and a deep bead the size of his head shimmered with a metallic sheen.
As he got closer, he seemed to smell a foul stench that penetrated deep into his soul, as if it was mixed with a lot of filth, and people couldn't help but feel disgusted.
The spirit trembled, but fortunately it quickly stabilized.
And in this extremely strong smell, Chen Yu also accurately grasped a trace of difference, which was a fragrant fragrance that was very different from the stinking sky, like ice and fire stacked in front of the Yuan Shen, and he couldn't tell if it was an illusion for a while.
(End of chapter)