Xu Dao looked at the word "Taiyin" condensed in the moon wheel pattern, and the look of expectation in his eyes became even stronger.

"The key to condensing the rune is really on the rune ink. ”

However, when the third word in the Taiyin Moon Hua Tunafa, the word "moon" is about to condense, the entire moon wheel pattern flashes again, and there are signs that it is about to disappear.

Xu Dao's mood sank: "Is the spirituality in Fu Mo not enough?"

Seeing that he was about to fall short again, his thoughts flickered.

Xu Dao glanced at the small bowl containing the rune ink, and his heart moved, he simply reached out and picked up the small bowl and poured it directly into the unmarked urn in the fire.

Blood mixed with cinnabar was poured on the charcoal, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared. But surprisingly, the blurred moon wheel pattern really stabilized temporarily.

A little bit of blood-red silk thread rises from the bottom of the fire and melts into the moon wheel pattern, making the whole pattern clear and delicate.

Xu Dao's eyes widened, staring carefully at the scene in front of him. He had a vague feeling that he had figured out how to use the characterless basket.

After the runic ink poured into the fire was burned, the moon wheel pattern flickered again, Xu Dao did not hesitate at all, he directly cut the palm of his left hand, stood up, and continued to drip blood into the fire.

When Xu Dao released most of the bowl of blood again, the moon wheel in the fire finally barely condensed the seven characters of "Taiyin Yuehua Tuna Method" and no longer flickered.

A delicate, small, bright red full moon hung in the bonfire, although the whole body was slightly empty, but the runes on it were twisted and entangled, faintly revealing a sense of bewilderment that grabbed people's hearts.

At this time, the wood in the fire was almost burning, and the fire was dying, making the moon wheel pattern more conspicuous.

Xu Dao looked at it. He didn't have a visualization practice now, but he could also see that the moonlight in the sky was converging one by one, wrapping around the delicate full moon pattern, which was very amazing!

Xu Dao looked at the full moon pattern in front of him, and said softly: "Fu Gong Seed!" Although his face was pale due to blood loss, his face was even more joyful.

Countless reveries flowed through Xu Dao's heart for a while, which made him excited.

The only thing that worried him a little was that although the moon wheel pattern in front of him had been condensed, the whole was still illusory, and the light only illuminated half of the body.

This scene is recorded in the Tuna method: "It is like the moon falling into the brain, and the round lump is scorching...... Yin God out of body, light a room" There are some gaps.

However, Xu Dao didn't bother to think about these anymore, he got the no-character urn and pondered the no-character urn...... The mood has been repeated several times and is tiring.

Now that the "rune seed" has been born, it is a mule or a horse, and you will know when you pull it out!

Xu Dao took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, stabilized his mind, and entered the state of visualization again.

Xu Dao stretched out his left hand and grabbed at the bright crimson full moon pattern.

As soon as his fingers touched the moon wheel pattern, he felt the pattern in his mind vibrate.

In the darkness of the spirit, Xu Dao did not open his eyes, but he also clearly saw that a small moon was captured by himself, slowly drifting into the spiritual platform, and then negligently melted into the moon wheel pattern visualized in his mind.

A mysterious feeling appeared in Xu Dao's heart.

He felt that his whole body was immersed in the moonlight, and he was a bright moon, releasing countless rays of light, illuminating the spiritual platform a lot.

At the same time, Xu Dao's body sat upright in the forest, and the moonlight in the sky continued to fall, and then penetrated into his body through his mouth and nose, at least thirty percent faster than before!

If there are others here, no matter how Dao is ordinary, they can see that every breath of Xu Dao is shining brightly, and it is extremely strange.

Suddenly, Xu Dao was immersed in the moonlight, and the amount of true qi in his body increased bit by bit, which made his heart double with joy.

This kind of mysterious feeling, the pleasure of swallowing the moonlight, made Xu Dao think that he had broken through to the realm of qi refining in a trance.

An hour later, Xu Dao woke up from his state of cultivation. When he opened his eyes, he found that the scene in his eyes was much brighter than before.

And the bonfire in front of Xu Dao has long been extinguished, and the moonlight in the sky is also as usual, at this time, the light around him has not changed, what has changed is Xu Dao's soul.

His spirit has grown, and his five senses are much sharper again!

However, it is a pity that after swallowing the "talisman seed" just now, Xu Dao still failed to plant the talisman seed of the Taiyin Yuehua Tuna Method in his soul, but he improved a lot.

After being stunned for a moment, Xu Dao took out the unmarked urn from the fire, shook it slightly, and the dust fell. He reached out and rubbed the slightly rough surface of the talisman, his face extremely calm.

Although he couldn't grow the talisman directly in his soul, Xu Dao's mood was not disappointed and he was still happy.

He pondered in his heart: "It should be that the quality of the rune ink is not enough, although it has barely condensed a 'rune', but it is only a phantom, swallowing it can increase the perception and improve the proficiency of visualization, but it cannot directly condense a genuine 'rune' ......."

Xu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said secretly: "If you come a few more times, or use a higher quality and more spiritual rune ink, it should be okay." ”

The pattern that has just been condensed by the characterless urn is not a real "symbol", but it is also very similar to a "symbol", which can help practice!

For a while, Xu Dao wanted to draw the talisman again, let him bleed once, let himself feel a few more times, so that he could quickly condense the real talisman and enter the realm of qi refining.

However, his face was still pale, and he had lost a lot of blood, and if he bled again, he might fall into a coma due to blood loss.

Xu Dao pressed his mind and stopped thinking about it. It's just that his mood to return to the Daomen is even more urgent.

There is a ghost market in the Daomen, and Xu Dao can buy rune ink from the ghost market instead of drawing runes with his own blood......

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At dawn the next day, Xu Dao set off to rush to the Daomen.

The Taoist gate where Xu Dao is located is called "White Bone Temple", which was established by the White Bone Taoist priest and has been two or three hundred years now.

This view occupies a mountain, the original name of the mountain is unknown, and it is called "White Bone Mountain" because there is a white bone Taoist temple in the mountain. According to rumors, it was also because of the accumulation of white bones in the mountain that the Taoist priest chose this mountain to establish the Taoist gate, and named it "White Bone".

There are mostly swamps, grasslands, fierce forests, evil pools and other dangerous places near Baigu Mountain, and there are often spirits infested, which can kill people and eat people, and non-Taoist people cannot reach.

Today, a man rushed up the mountain on a sliding pole.

A skeleton is in front of it, carrying two bamboo poles and walking in a hurry, and another skeleton is behind, also carrying two bamboo poles and clicking and walking.

In addition, there is a skeleton that walks in the front, clearing the way for the sliding rod to cut the grass.

That's right, the Taoist who rode the sliding rod was Xu Dao!

He thought that he had had his chance, and that he didn't need to wander around anymore, so he rushed to the White Bone Mountains in a few days, despite his hard work and day and night.

Xu Dao squinted and lay on a sliding pole recliner made of bamboo, napping without a match.

However, although he was napping on the surface, his hands were always in his sleeves and pinching the talisman, and his spirit was also vigilant around him, without the slightest slackness.

The rod swayed, and all around it was the clattering of three skeletons walking and chopping grass.

Suddenly, Xu Dao opened his eyes and looked to the right.

The grass swayed, and in the blink of an eye, a white object suddenly sprang out.

The white object was frightened away, and he was about to hit the sliding rod in a hurry. But before it could hit it, a skeleton pounced on it, crushing it.

This skeleton is the one that walked in front of the grass chopping.

Xu Dao pinched the charm in his hand and looked at the white object carefully.

Suddenly, his eyes were slightly stunned.

I saw that the white object that was suppressed by the skeleton was a snow-white fox......