Looking at the painting in front of him, Ye Yunyang was puzzled.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see a reason, according to the understanding of ordinary people, the painting that has no reaction in front of the spirit test stone can't be regarded as a spirit map.

But he still had a fluke, in addition to the spirit test stone, there was a more direct method, if it could be refined, it would mean that it was a spirit map, otherwise it was just a painting.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his right hand and placed it on the drawing, passing the Xuan Li through his palm.

Call......

The picture portrait is a person who has been thirsty for a long time, and his Xuan Li is like water, which is immediately "drunk" and clean, and he involuntarily increases his Xuan Li, revealing his palm at a faster speed.

Swish......

Crimson-gold light flashed from different positions, and everything in the room was instantly "drowned", including himself.

This means that it is at least twelve grades, and only a spirit map of this level can emit a crimson golden light.

After a second, the light began to weaken, and the content of the picture "flew" into his right hand at a rapid speed, turning into a blank sheet of paper in the blink of an eye.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was an additional spiritual map in the second sea of knowledge, because the area of the sea of knowledge was huge, but it was actually not conspicuous.

However, he soon sensed that something was wrong, and when the spirit map came in, it occupied a much larger area than the original size, at least three times the size of the drawing paper.

How could this be a complete subversion of his previous understanding of the spirit map.

Moreover, the Xuan Force was converging towards this side, and in just a few seconds, it had already accumulated a thick layer, like a white mist.

Through the mist, he saw the picture moving, as if the gods had "climbed" from the ground, the mountains were gradually rising, the clouds and the mist were merging, the pools and rivers were lowering, the water in the small rivers was also showing signs of flowing, the trees were rising from the ground, the grass was stretching its leaves and stems, and the flowers were about to bloom.

Could it be that the spiritual map will also change from flat to three-dimensional like the gods?

His heart was full of anticipation and continued to carefully observe how it changed.

The fog is getting thinner, and the mountains have risen to a higher level than the gods, and although they still look like rockeries, they have a little majestic.

The question immediately arises, it becomes three-dimensional, what about the other spiritual diagrams?

He turned to look at the places that "bordered" them, and found that the adjacent auxiliary maps were also changing, they did not rise from the ground, but converged in one place with the same content, such as mountains, all of which "floated" to the northeast, rivers to the central and western regions, trees, flowers and plants to the south and north, and animals such as cows, horses, birds, and insects scattered or ran quickly along the roads.

What's going on?

I still don't understand why only the spirit map that has just come in has become three-dimensional, and the others are "building blocks".

As the mountains continue to rise, the affected auxiliary image area becomes larger and larger, and even the main picture changes, and various flowers go in different directions.

The Gonggong deity, who was originally standing in the blank space of the sea of knowledge, seemed to have become anxious, carrying the water god halberd in one hand and the broken jade hook in the other, sliding towards the right side, widening the distance between him and the auxiliary figure.

Ye Yunyang didn't care too much about this, his attention was on the spirit map.

Time passed minute by minute, and by the fifteenth minute, all the spiritual maps in the sea of consciousness had been mobilized, and the speed of "building blocks" was getting faster and faster.

The original orderly arrangement of the auxiliary drawings has been completely disrupted, due to the movement of different kinds of patterns, making them unrecognizable, and the original appearance of the auxiliary drawings cannot be found at all.

The most obvious is the pattern of all the rocky parts, which are rapidly sliding towards the three-dimensional mountain, which is now more than 30 meters high, and is rising faster and faster.

Rivers and lakes are beginning to take shape, flowers and trees are surrounding them, roads and bridges are gradually being put in place, and houses and palaces are rising from the ground.

He became more and more puzzled, and it seemed that these spiritual maps were going to be fused into a complete picture, and then changed from flat to three-dimensional.

When he was at the National Capital Academy, he used to be well-read and considered himself a well-informed person, but what was happening at this moment had never been seen or heard of in the classics.

Everything that becomes three-dimensional is translucent, and the rate of consumption of Xuan power is very fast, and it has bottomed out now.

Almost subconsciously, he took out more than a dozen white porcelain bottles from the cabinet next to him, which were full of qi-gathering and replenishing pills, most of which were gifts received from his last injury, opened a bottle of qi-replenishing pills, opened his mouth and poured them all in.

The pill turned into juice and flowed into the stomach palace, and then turned into a warm current to replenish the second sea of consciousness, and then turned into a mysterious power.

There were sixty-four pills in a whole bottle of pills, but they only replenished about half of the Xuan power, because the speed of consumption was too fast, and according to the current situation, these Xuan forces would last for three minutes at most, and they would be consumed.

He immediately opened another bottle of Qi Gathering Pill, and while swallowing it, he "adjusted" the Xuanli of the First Consciousness Sea.

Swallowing a bottle of pill every three minutes, plus the replenishment of the first sea of knowledge, the Xuan power can be maintained at a level of about forty percent.

Outside, Dongfang Pingtai came to his granddaughter's room, saw that she was drawing talismans, and asked: "Why are you so idle today, you didn't teach Yun Yang to draw formations, hasn't he been pestering you all the time?"

Dongfang Yixue finished the last stroke of the talisman, carefully hung the talisman on the pen stand, and replied: "I also wonder, he hasn't come to call me until now, it's rare to be idle for a while, what do you think of my talisman painting?"

The old man picked up the talisman and observed it carefully, and said: "There are two places where the pen is a little immature and immature, which seems inconspicuous, but it will have some impact on the effect of the talisman, and I think this is the main reason why you can't break through for a long time." ”

For several days, she would go to the main hall dedicated to the gods, hoping to get the approval of one of the four great god emperors, but to no avail.

Her face sank and said, "Yun Yang said the same thing, I feel that I have been very careful and hardworking, but the results are always unsatisfactory, either there is an incoherent phenomenon, or there are small flaws when turning the pen, anyway, it can't be perfect." ”

The old man pondered for a moment and said: "It may be related to your progress too fast, usually you still have to pay attention to practice, as the old saying goes, practice makes perfect, when drawing talismans forms a habit, it is not far from the next step of success." ”

She nodded: "I think so too, then try to find as much time as possible to draw talismans in the future." By the way, grandpa, did you find any useful clues?"

"Not yet. The old man was a little disappointed and said, "Those who died have reasonable causes of death, and what we found is just some hearsay." ”

Dongfang Yixue frowned slightly: "It seems that things are more difficult than we imagined, since it's all hearsay, why are you spreading so many people?"

The old man smiled mysteriously: "This is a strategy I discussed with Yun Yang, and I deliberately made a lot of noise, in order to make Sun Chengwen and his son mess up, if they don't mess up, how can we fish in troubled waters." ”

The beauty suddenly realized: "So that's the case, you two are really thieves! Anyway, what is Yunyang doing, let's go over and take a look." ”

"Good. The old man said at the same time.

The two of them came to Ye Yunyang's residence, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they felt obvious fluctuations in Xuan power.

The old man's eyes widened: "No, such a strong Xuanli fluctuation, at least it has to be a cultivator of the Yuan Realm martial arts to send it out, Yun Yang is obviously only the Xuanguang Realm, how did he do it?"

"Are you sure?" asked Dongfang Yixue immediately.

"You can't go wrong with my sixth sense. He affirmed.

Could it be that there is another martial artist in his room? It can't be, this is a holy temple, and there are layers of guards outside the Imperial Forest Army, unless it is a martial artist above the Gathering God Realm, there is a chance to enter without knowing it.

The old man walked briskly to the door and pushed it open.

Ye Yunyang was indeed the only one in the room, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with more than a dozen empty bottles in front of him, and the Xuan Power fluctuations were transmitted from him.

"Why do you take so much medicine, isn't there something wrong?" the old man was about to rush in, but his granddaughter stretched out his hand to stop him.

Dongfang Yixue shook his head and said, "Don't worry, observe first." ”

The old man took a deep breath, and at this moment, Ye Yunyang, who had his eyes closed, grabbed the last bottle of elixir, poured it all into his mouth with his neck tilted, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The two of them were extremely surprised, especially Dongfang Pingtai, the old man has lived for decades, and he has never seen anyone take pills like this, so bold.

But if you swallow so many pills, aren't you afraid of spoiling your stomach?

Under their worried gaze, Ye Yunyang still had a calm face, and combined with the dozen or so bottles on the ground, it was not difficult to be sure that there was no problem with eating like this.

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a look, they had known Ye Yunyang for more than a year, and they had become accustomed to him doing something new from time to time, but they still felt unacceptable at the moment.

Ye Yunyang's mind was undistracted, the changes in the spiritual map in the sea of consciousness had calmed down, and since half an hour ago, the mountains had stopped rising, and together with other things, they had changed from translucent to material.

It's just that the co-worker god was forced into the corner, and only a small place was left to stand, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a place to stand.

The god had an anxious expression on his face, except for the place where it stood, the huge sea of knowledge had been completely occupied by a huge "picture", and even Ye Yunyang himself couldn't say clearly, he didn't know when the sea of knowledge was covered.

Moreover, it also wants to take possession of what is left of the cone of standing, which is the main reason for the anxiety of the gods.

The god frowned, and angrily waved his weapon at his feet, and before it could move, the cone was gone, and by the time it reacted, it was already standing in a meadow full of wildflowers.

After a brief moment of discomfort, it quickly adjusted to its new surroundings, tried to take a few steps, and then its furrowed brow unfurled, and then began to run wildly. After getting used to it, it even jumped into a pool of clear water and made a splash, and within a few minutes, it was standing on the top of the highest mountain, excitedly brandishing its halberd.

Ye Yunyang could clearly feel that whether it was a rock, a tree, or flowing water, even if it was just the most ordinary grass, it was constantly generating mysterious power.

In the process of running, the god also generated a lot of mystical power, and the most important thing is that it seems to like everything in front of it very much, and it can't stop at all.

Except for the Gonggong gods who kept running wildly, there was no longer any change in Zhihai, Ye Yunyang slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the two ancestors and grandchildren: two shocked faces, and four wide-eyed eyes.