Now that he had found the catalog, Fang Qianyuan planned to leave the East China Sea and return to the Southern Wilderness.

Before leaving, the old fisherman specially found him and gave him a gift.

"Elder Fang, this is a poison skill secret book that the disciples of this sect got from the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, it is rumored that it was adapted by Dongfang Zhi according to the "Reverse Time Change" exercise, although it is a small path, but it also has some research value. ”

"Oh? Dongfang Zhi's exercises adapted from "Reverse Time Change"? ”

Fang Qianyuan was not hypocritical, accepted the gift on the spot, and thanked the old fisherman.

The fisherman nodded: "Then, don't leave it at that." ”

"Farewell. ”

After setting sail, Fang Qianyuan opened it at random, took a look, and sure enough, he found that it was a method of condensing the power of time and applying it to various toxins and poison skills.

In fact, Fang Qianyuan had already handed over the "Reverse Time Change" to the sect before, and then took back the original from Dongfang Zhi's side and shared it with the Flying Immortal Sect, it was precisely because of this kind of thing that the benefits of openness and sharing were far greater than those of the broom.

As the saying goes, the magic of application lies in the same mind, and different spiritual masters, different paths and habits, the application of the same exercise is never the same.

The methods used by Dongfang Zhi are undoubtedly focused on the use of poison, so that the foundation of the poisonous power spread in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is extremely solid, and it can even be placed in time and space like a dark devil's claw, like a bone appendage, which cannot be eradicated.

However, Fang Qianyuan himself focused on combining the use of the Wind Body Law Body, and with the Tiangang Golden Xuandan, he had obtained a cultivation talent that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he was also qualified to embark on the most orthodox past body cultivation and apply this power to himself.

He hadn't noticed the field that Dongfang Zhi was exploring before, but now he found that there was a lot to be done here.

Really, if it is applied to poison skills, it is indeed a little more lethal than one's own dark devil claws, but it is not as significant as the past body time backtracking, after all, the latter can save oneself from major damage, it is an extremely strong means of preserving life, and even rudely involved in the way of immortality and immortality.

"It would be nice if there was a way to combine the several powers that I hold into one, and even bless them on my subordinates or spiritual incarnations. ”

Fang Qianyuan pondered.

His cultivation strength is now increasing day by day, and some of the supernatural spells and methods he conceived before are not suitable for higher-level battles, so they should be improved.

......

At the same time, in the Southern Wasteland Boundary, the Stone Mountain Totem, and the Candle Dragon Temple.

On the huge square of a hundred zhang square, the candle dragon relief is eternal, like a monster with a human face and a snake body entrenched on the ground.

On the altar of the human face raised in the middle, the sun and moon figures appeared in the pupils of the eyes, emitting a faint glow in the moonlight.

A figure dressed in black stood in front of the jaw of the human face, standing still for a long time.

He is Ye Tianming, who has been silent for a long time.

Beside him, a dozen priests stood around, each dressed in black robes and holding a silver platter with liquid scarlet on it, exuding a strange smell of rust and fragrance.

"The hour has come, infuse the spiritual blood!"

The thin old man Zhu Fei, who was also dressed in a black robe, stood behind Ye Tianming and gave orders to the twelve priests who were holding silver plates.

So the black-robed priests began to move.

They each walked up their cheeks from the chin area, poured the blood from the silver plate in their hands into the sun and moon pattern in turn, and then stepped aside.

The candle dragon relief seemed to bleed from both eyes, and exuded a strange rhythm of life, after which, a strange power filled on it, gradually turning into a embodied aura.

This is a faint light with a slightly pale color, like a pale silver moon, under its reflection, Ye Tianming's body seems to have a puff of black smoke like a spiritual yuan flowing out, turning into a huge black shadow, enveloping the entire human face.

Then, a stream of blood overflowed from the eyes of the human face and merged into it.

Red and black mingled, blending together, and soon after, the breath of the vast abyss emerged from the relief, as if a huge shadow pulled by silk threads, slowly rising from the stone slab underground.

Shadows snaked upward, and the endless power turned the entire square into a black inkpool.

All the people standing in the middle felt like ants that had fallen into the void, and at this moment, all of them could not move.

Time seemed to have passed only for a moment, and it seemed to have gone through thousands of years, and the huge candle dragon phantom was all condensed, like thick ink, and began to surge towards Ye Tianming's figure.

Ye Tianming's face showed pain, but he was still firmly in place, standing upright.

He was unswerving, bearing the pouring of darkness, and this vast power as thick as ink gradually all penetrated into it, and began to combine with the dark power that Ye Tianming himself possessed.

There was a gust of wind blowing around at some point, and under the dim moonlight, Ye Tianming's body was still standing, but the figure under his feet unconsciously turned into a huge ancient snake.

Call!

The wind was howling, black smoke was filled, it was a thick spirit element manifesting and forming, and the shadow of the giant snake vibrated violently, as if it was laughing silently.

Ye Tianming's eyes gradually appeared in the pattern of the sun and the moon, and the power as cold as water overflowed in all directions.

Suddenly!

Suddenly, there was silence all around.

All the sounds were gone.

In his eyes, on the stone pillars in the distance, the flags and torches that were supposed to sway with the wind turned out to be like a lifelike painting, frozen in place.

With an indifferent look that seemed to be eternal, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the black-robed priest and Candle Fei and the others next to him.

They were also still, standing there like statues.

Looking into the distance, looking up at the starry sky, it seems that even the stars in the dense sky have stopped flickering, turning into one spot after another dotted on the black curtain.

It wasn't until after a few breaths that Ye Tianming's eyes suddenly flashed, and these flags, torches, figures, and stars returned to their previous normal state.

Candle Fei didn't notice anything unusual, but with a little surprise and fanaticism, he looked at Ye Tianming who was standing there.

"How, what power did you get?"

"This totem is the Great Holy Spirit Statue that my Heavenly Holy Sect has spent thousands of years summoning, carefully nurturing, and cultivating, and it will bless you, so that you can generate the Dharma lineage and truly master the corresponding path and laws!"

"I'm not mistaken, you are a true genius, you can successfully smelt so easily, and now, you have the qualifications to be above the ground level!"

Ye Tianming spread out his hands, feeling that his body seemed to have become completely different, and whispered: "Above the ground steps......

The next moment, a line of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"But that's not enough, it's not enough!"

"I sacrificed Xiaoyue and turned my back on the light, not for this so-called power that overrides the earth!"

"I ...... More power!"

A terrifying aura, accompanied by his words, enveloped the entire stone mountain.