I still remember that when the old monster handed over the ancient scroll to him, he also gave him something else - that symbol, the old monster himself said that there was his unpassed secret hidden in it, and this mysterious ancient scripture was given to him by the old monster, will there be any connection between this?

It is better to act than to move, Xiao Cong decisively gave up the seduction of feelings and images, and began to concentrate on studying the mysterious symbol.

The "divine sense" poked out of the soul, slowly probing like the center of the eyebrows, and the mysterious symbol left by the old thing was there.

Because he didn't care much about this untransmitted technique, and he didn't have much hope, so all along, Xiao Cong almost ignored this accidental existence, and never came to explore it at all.

At this time, when he gathered his divine consciousness here, he realized that this symbol actually had the same feeling as the soul, and he guessed that this symbol might be made from the soul power of the old thing.

But after further investigation, the result almost shocked his jaw, this mysterious symbol is made of soul power, but that soul power does not come from the old thing, but from himself!

He finally couldn't calm down, because he was sure that Xiao Cong, the ancient scripture that he had been searching for to no avail, was here, and it was he who turned into this mysterious symbol, it was him, it must be him!

I've been looking for him in my soul before, so I haven't been able to find him, and what I felt in that half-in and half-out trance moment must be him!

This idea cannot be verified for the time being, because it is now a silent mysterious symbol, there is no movement, and it is impossible to find out what kind of properties it has, and it seems that it needs to be "activated" if it wants to be active like any other soul.

How to activate? Another problem, he can't be in that half-in and half-out trance state for a long time, so it seems a little unreliable to rely on Hongxiang to recite scriptures to communicate with him, he repeats his old tricks, seduces with feelings, summons with images, or nothing works, the symbol has been quiet, like a sleeping baby, without the slightest change.

The time is about the second half of the night, he feels that he has been crumbling, the huge consumption of mental power makes him almost collapse, he knows that he can no longer maintain this state, otherwise he has to leave some mental injuries, it is a loss of virtue and loss, shrewd as he will not do it, helplessly, can only reluctantly retreat, the consciousness just returned to the body, the eyes are only a slit in the meter, hazy eyes appeared in the sleeping Hongxiang and sleeping peacefully Yin Nuo, and then, he fell asleep on his side on the mat and fell asleep。

This is the sweetest night since Xiao Cong entered the hunting city.

At the end of the next day, Xiao Cong woke up as usual, and the cultivation that he had been impressed by the purple eye thunder had become a habit imprinted in his life.

Ascending to the roof, sitting cross-legged on the eaves of the main hall and closing his eyes and pondering, his mind was a little hazy, as if it was fogging, his thoughts were confused, and he had no direction, because of the huge mental wear and tear in the first half of the night, and the insomnia of just an hour and a half could not make him recover at all.

The moment the dawn first appeared, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the purple light seemed to shoot into his sea of knowledge through his eyes, and it flashed away like a lightning bolt in the sea of knowledge, and it was at this moment that a new idea was suddenly born in his heart, which made him very happy!

Originally, he wanted to fly directly down the eaves to wake up Hongxiang to implement his new idea with him, but after thinking about it, Hongxiang's lazy pig, he would definitely get up when he was woken up at this point, besides, with his current mental state, it seems a little difficult to implement this idea.

The most important thing now is to recover as much spiritual power as possible, so he simply continued to sit on the eaves and silently run the "Forging God Technique".

The time of two hours slipped by silently, the sun had already risen to the highest, and was secretly moving to the south, Xiao Cong was still sitting on the eaves of the main hall, Hongxiang had also come to watch several times, seeing that Xiao Cong was still motionless, he couldn't help scratching his head and wondering:

"What's wrong with my brother today, I've never seen him like this before. ”

Yin Nuo stood aside and replied with a big grin,

"Young Master Zhang has a certain truth in everything he does, and we may not be able to guess it thoroughly, don't worry about it. ”

Hongxiang turned his face to look at Yin Nuo, his eyes were resentful and suspicious,

"Why do you still call him Young Master Zhang?"

"Didn't he ask me to shout? Didn't you hear Young Master Zhang say that from now on, you must call him Young Master Zhang, don't take it as an example!"

Hongxiang rolled his eyes,

"What a tendon!"

has been running the "Forging Divine Formula" for nine small weeks - that is, a big Zhoutian, Xiao Cong finally opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, smiling, standing up, the whole person looks calm, stable and radiant, this "Forging Divine Formula" is worthy of being coveted even by the cold snow fairy, just running a big Zhoutian, it has such an effect, it is simply a god!

Seeing Xiao Cong jumping off the eaves and standing in the courtyard waiting for a long time, Hongxiang greeted:

"Brother, let's eat, it's been hot several times!"

In fact, the matter of eating has long become unimportant to Xiao Cong, since he stepped into the Star Picking Realm, the aura that his body spontaneously absorbs is completely enough for daily life, but if he doesn't eat, he always feels that there is something missing, probably in comparison, it is still too long to be a mortal.

After breakfast, Xiao Cong began to get busy with serious things, in front of the broken and dilapidated statue, he sat cross-legged side by side with Hongxiang, Xiao Cong's lips moved slightly, Hongxiang was meticulous, as the saying goes, sharpening the knife is not wrong to chop wood, before running to the topic, the preparation must be done enough, Xiao Cong is teaching Hongxiang the method of blessing the power of the mind to the voice, if Hongxiang can bless the voice of the ancient scriptures, it will be of great benefit to his exploration.

Hongxiang, who has always been extremely smart, did not disappoint Xiao Cong this time, and it only took less than an hour to master the method of blessing the telekinesis to the voice, Xiao Cong did not need Hongxiang to bless too strong telekinesis in his voice, and made a simple test of Hongxiang, feeling that Hongxiang's current realm was enough.

The two did not pause, Xiao Cong closed his eyes, the treasure was solemn, Hongxiang sat beside him, and recited the mysterious ancient scriptures again, but this time he closed his eyes, his voice was slower than usual, and some unspeakable rhymes were added between the ups and downs.

Xiao Cong's idea is also relatively simple, because the soul body that turns into a mysterious symbol is independent of the soul, so he thinks that if he communicates with him with his soul, there is still a play, and when he doesn't use that special divine sense to spy on the soul, he will not lose his perception of the outside world, and he can hear Hongxiang's chanting, and the ancient scripture Xiao Cong will react, to put it simply, it is to use his body as a bridge, so as to obtain the communication between the soul and the ancient scripture Xiao Cong, and then make a fuss on this basis, the situation will be very different.

In the body of a living being, there is no distance between the soul body and the soul body, Xiao Cong communicates with Xiao Cong with the ancient scriptures Xiao Cong, and it feels like it is close at hand.

The sound of chanting with telekinesis came, ethereal and hazy, in fact, this is only telekinesis, there is no chanting sound at all, or rather, it is the chanting sound that the telekinesis is conjured into a chanting sound for him to hear as a soul now.

Xiao Cong of the ancient scripture really reacted, and the symbol slowly glowed with some bright white light, but it only glowed, and there was no change.

Xiao Cong thought about it and always felt that he should do something, but somehow, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the scriptures, as if something was pulling him.

In this way, in a trance, he felt that the chanting sound in his ears became more and more grandiose, and he remembered the strange symbols on the ancient scrolls, and felt that some mysterious force was calling him, and he just wanted to obey his call, and asked nothing else.

I don't know how long it took for Xiao Cong to wake up from that wonderful state, and the grand chanting sound has disappeared, but the chanting sound of Hongxiang with his mental power is still coming in.

When looking at the ancient scriptures Xiao Cong again, Xiao Cong was surprised, although the current ancient scriptures Xiao Cong is still a shining symbol, but it is obvious that it is not the same as before, this symbol he not only knows, but also is familiar with it, this is the first word he realized from the ancient scroll!

It was only now that he was finally sure that the mysterious symbol left to him by the old thing really had a direct connection with the ancient scriptures, although he still didn't know what this connection was - maybe the ancient scriptures decided that the old things said that they did not transmit the secret law, or maybe the old things said that the secret method did not pass on the ancient scriptures, but the ancient scriptures were definitely not secret laws, and I don't know why, for this matter, he was so sure.

He began to try to contact the ancient scripture Xiao Cong, and as soon as his mind moved, he got a response from the other party, simple couldn't be simpler, it was just a simple response.

"Perhaps, his growth is achieved by relying on the evolution of the words on the ancient scrolls, the symbol left by the old thing on my forehead, is just a condition for his smooth production, his growth, or depends on me, this is only the first word on the ancient scrolls, corresponding to the production process of human beings, may not be born yet! That is, because of this, I can't understand the content of the ancient scriptures, but the understanding of the ancient scriptures promotes its growth, or uses his growth to affect my understanding of the ancient scriptures? It's like two parallel processes, and the connection between them is ...... ...... in time and space"

He thought to himself,

"Time and space...... Spacetime...... The old thing's racial talent seems to be to control time and space, doesn't that mean that the unpassed art is a spell related to time and space?"

"But such a technique, no matter how you think about it, will not have anything to do with the magical effect of the mysterious ancient scriptures to purify people's hearts, and it may also ...... The mystical scriptures are only one aspect of the ancient scrolls, which are...... The derivation made by the old thing after reading the contents of the ancient scroll, Hongxiang also said at the time, he couldn't read the words on the ancient scroll, he just remembered the reading of the mysterious ancient scripture......"

"Whether all this is true or not, there is only one thing to prove, it depends on whether I can have even the slightest sense of time and space now!"

Xiao Cong, who was sitting cross-legged, pursed his lips slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and as his eyelids rose higher and higher, the sound in his mouth became louder and louder, listening carefully, he was chanting the mysterious ancient scriptures with the rhythm of Hongxiang!

This scene directly scared Hongxiang and Yin Nuo stupidly.

Xiao Cong realized that although Hongxiang had stopped reciting because of shock, he was still chanting ghostly, as if the mouth that kept opening and closing was not his.

Just the first word on the ancient scroll gave him the ability to recite the ancient scriptures, so in this way, this mysterious ancient scripture was indeed born because of the ancient scrolls! But it is not the whole of the ancient scrolls, it is only a beginning, or rather, it is the basis for cultivating the contents of the ancient scrolls!

This should be due to the concerns of the creators of the ancient scrolls about the inheritors of future generations, and if you want to practice this technique, you must first be a person of noble character!

But in this way, what is recorded in the ancient scroll is still what the old thing called the art of not being transmitted? Is it still reliable for him to use the method of induction test of time and space?

......

Xiao Cong was still stunned, Hongxiang came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, raised his hand and shook it in front of Xiao Cong's eyes, and greeted cautiously:

"Brother, are you okay......"

Xiao Cong's eyelashes trembled slightly, then smiled slightly, and responded softly,

"It's fine. ”

"My brother can recite ancient scriptures, do you know it yourself?"

"Yes. ”

Hongxiang wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he still couldn't hold back,

"That'...... How did my brother find a way to recite the ancient scriptures?"

Xiao Cong smiled mysteriously and shook his head,

"I'll tell you about that later, but for now, we'll have to get back to business. ”

"What's the point?" Hongxiang pouted, looking a little dissatisfied.

Xiao Cong smiled brightly,

"Of course, it's about using the ancient scriptures to invade the monks of the hunting city. ”

"Have you found a way?" Hongxiang's tone didn't sound like it should have been excited.

"Hmm...... I guess I have a little idea. ”

"How?"

Xiao Cong smiled,

"I still don't know. ”

Hongxiang rolled his eyes,

"Then you might as well not say it!"