Chapter 41: The Art of Soul Alchemy
Although Yi Heng felt a little heavy in his heart, he didn't take it seriously now, and continued to look at it.
The messy herbs were also useful, and Yi Heng had already seen a few herbs that could heal external injuries.
Yi Heng took out a few bottles of pills, but he didn't know anything, so naturally he didn't dare to use them indiscriminately.
Is it a few books that are the most valuable? It is better to have a powerful spell, Yi Heng thought to himself, but he felt that it was impossible, if there was a powerful spell, wouldn't he have died a long time ago? Of course, if there was an unknown spell that pierced the right chest and left arm, it was also possible, and it was better to prevent it.
Yi Heng took out the three books, and after reading them separately, he was disappointed, one was "Common Sense of the Immortal Cultivation World", flipped through it, the content was exactly the same as his own, presumably this book is a must-have for immortal cultivators!
A little thinner is "Alchemy", turning the first page, it is written in an esoteric and difficult way, it should not be the spell that pierced me.
The third book is not a book at all, just a piece of animal skin folded into a book, after Yi Heng opened it, he saw that the animal skin was full of words, and the first sentence was "soul thorn".
Is this a spell?
Yi Heng simply read the content before he really believed that this was indeed a spell, and it was an amazing spell, specifically for soul attacks, once the soul was injured, there was no special treatment method, and it was even more difficult to recover.
I thought that I was attacked by this spell at the beginning of the fight with this Taoist priest, and I was more than twenty zhang away, and I was knocked to the ground at once, and I had a splitting headache, but fortunately I was infused with a force in my soul at that time to save myself, otherwise I would have been killed at that time.
With excitement, Yi Heng continued to look at the cultivation method on the animal skin, if he could learn the "Soul Thorn", it would become his most powerful killing move, but it was not right, why did the black-clothed Taoist only use it once? Is it difficult to use?
After reading the animal skin, Yi Heng sighed, not that this method is definitely difficult to cultivate, nor that the "Soul Thorn" is difficult to issue, but that he admires the person who created this trick very much.
The exercises finally recorded that Genmen Qin Feng's soul far exceeded ordinary people since he was a child, and according to the changes of Genmen exercises, he created the technique of "Soul Thorn".
This technique is extremely damaging to the soul and cannot be prevented, as soon as this trick is made, the heavy one will die on the spot, and the light one will be unconscious.
But there are also its drawbacks, if your soul is weaker than others, and then use this trick to attack, it is very likely to be counterattacked, which will hurt your soul, in view of this, although this trick is created, you don't dare to spread it, and you will hurt yourself if you don't hurt others.
In order to find a solution, rummag through the ancient books, and then create a "Soul Refining Technique" method, this method can strengthen the soul, the disadvantage is that the cultivation speed is too slow, the initial effect is good, but the more you cultivate, the slower it is, of course, the later it is, the stronger the soul, the faster the cultivation speed, of course, no matter how strong the soul is, there will be certain limitations.
In the end, in desperation, he came up with an evil method, if he could collect the souls of the people who had just died as an introduction to cultivation, it was possible that the cultivation would be much faster, but this method was only an inference, and he himself did not experiment with it.
After reading it, Yi Heng was stunned with the animal skin, this seemingly powerful exercise didn't seem to be very good, and it would backfire.
No wonder the black-clothed Taoist priest slaughtered several mountain villas, presumably practicing this exercise, or to heal the soul.
No wonder the black-clothed Taoist priest only used it on me once, and when he found that I was not injured, he didn't dare to use it again, because he was afraid of backlash.
Could it be that my soul is far superior to others? Yi Heng couldn't help but think excitedly, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have crossed over, the more he thought about it, the more likely it became.
He immediately decided to practice "Soul Thorn" and "Alchemy Technique" in the future, but he would not do it if he used people's souls to refine the decision.
Throwing a few books back into the storage bag, Yi Henggang felt that his heart was full of harvest, but suddenly it became empty again.
"It seems that I only got more than ten spirit stones, healing medicine, almost no exercises, this "Soul Thorn" and "Alchemy" still don't know when it will be practiced, for me, healing is the first task, tomorrow I can't say that I have to try the effect of those bottles of pills." ”
Thinking of this, Yi Heng sat cross-legged.
Now it's time to try the power of psionics.
Operate your spiritual power, concentrate your mind, and let go of your own senses.
Although his eyes were closed, although it was dark, everything in the cave was in his mind, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
The spirit recognized the entrance of the cave, and the grass and trees outside the cave were also clearly imprinted in his mind, and gradually expanded the range, ten zhang, ten li, fifteen li, and twenty li.
Yi Heng was surprised to find that the radius of twenty miles was clear, and at this time, he finally knew why the black-clothed Taoist priest was able to catch up with him accurately.
Beyond twenty miles, it began to blur, and only vaguely felt movement, more than thirty miles was like reaching the limit, and nothing could be sensed.
For an hour, Yi Heng was curious to look around with his spiritual sense, and after the spiritual energy was almost used, he realized that it was also very consuming spiritual energy, so he stopped induction and began to meditate and cultivate.
Spring goes to autumn, flowers fall and bloom, the entrance of this cave has long been covered with spider webs, and the wild beasts in the mountains who often play next to it never know that there is an uninvited guest in this cave.
Today, there was a long roar in the cave, and a coercion emanated from the cave, enveloping a radius of twenty or thirty miles.
The frolicking beasts were startled at first, and they stopped frolicking and turned their heads to stare at the cave, until the threat was gone, and then they scattered and fled.
A man with long hair and a shawl walked out of the cave, gently patted the dust off his body, and raised his head, his face full of vicissitudes with a beard.
It took half a year to heal from his injuries, and a year and a half to cultivate, and today he finally broke through to the sixth layer of qi refining.
Feeling the surging aura in his body, Yi Heng once again sighed that it was really a fluke to survive two years ago, and now he felt that the power of a fireball technique in his hand was five or six times more powerful than that of the fourth layer of qi refining.
At the same time, I also have to thank the life and death battle method two years ago, otherwise I don't know how much time it will take to cultivate to the sixth level of qi refining.
Sure enough, the more dangerous it is, the greater the benefit, but in order to break through, I used up all the spirit stones and all the pills.
However, that pill is really a good thing, one pill can be used for a month of cultivation, and all twelve pills have been used before they can barely break through.
I thought that the elixir should have been kept by the black-clothed Taoist priest to break through the seventh layer, but now it has fulfilled me, but my qualifications are not ordinarily poor.
"Soul Thorn" and "Soul Alchemy" have no time to cultivate, and now it's time to go back to the mountain gate.
I took a thorough bath in the pool, shaved my beard, and tied up my hair.
Yi Heng took a picture of the pool water, and found that he had lost a lot of weight, and the scars on his face had almost disappeared, the most prominent thing should be his eyes, and the fine light emitted from time to time made the fish and shrimp in the water scatter and flee.
At this time, the tattered cyan robe was worn on the body, and it looked wide, and the breeze blew, and the robe fluttered with the wind, and it looked more and more like Xu Feng.
Choosing the direction, Yi Heng performed the Wind Escape Technique, and rushed towards the mountain gate with all his might.