With the help of the Xiantian Wuji Monument, Pang Yue quickly understood the true meaning of Bing Po Lei Gang.
In addition, he has a profound spiritual foundation and is well placed to practice this method without feeling stagnant at all.
I saw a whirlpool of mana swirling around him, gathering the rich spiritual energy, transforming it into pure mana in an instant, and then condensing it into two mysterious and simple runes.
A streak of blue as ice crystals.
A streak as red and white as jade.
The two runes created a force that pulled each other, spinning around each other in the air, becoming one.
The first level of Ice Soul Thunder Gang is completed!
Pang Yue sat still, and not long after, another pair of ice and thunder runes appeared beside him.
Han Yu stood up pretty, her beautiful eyes looking at Pang Yue without blinking, her face full of curiosity.
I saw ice and thunder runes appearing around this man's body faster and faster.
At first, a couple came out of half a cup of tea.
Later, after a few breaths, a pair of runes appeared.
Later, in the blink of an eye, several pairs of runes appeared together.
"He's so fast..."
Han Yu lightly covered her mouth, looking at the ice and thunder runes appearing around Pang Yue like snowflakes falling and flying, and was dumbfounded for a moment.
Ordinary practice of condensing runes, if you are not careful, you will fall short and your magic power will dissipate.
Runes are large symbols and traces of rules.
To condense the runes, you need to understand the great path, move the soul, and control the magic power in every detail. All three are indispensable.
Pang Yue used the Xiantian Wuji Monument to deduce the ice and thunder runes, saving countless hard work.
And the power of his soul is far beyond his current level.
Mana control is just like his swordsmanship practice, and he has already reached the level of proficiency.
When the three of them are put together, he can cultivate like a fish in water.
Not long after, runes flashed all over his body, and there were no less than ten thousand runes in them!
He squeezed the seal with his hand, and the tens of thousands of runes merged into one, and finally turned into a ball of blue and white light, which he swallowed in one gulp.
He closed his eyes for a while, opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "The sages are indeed worthy of awe!"
He stretched out his hand and a ray of blue lightning fell suddenly, hitting the solid ice in the center of the hall.
boom!
Click!
This thunderbolt was so powerful that it naturally had a destructive force, and it actually shattered the ice used for testing!
Han Yu stared blankly, but stopped talking.
Finally, she asked: "Have you reached the thirteenth level?"
Pang Yue nodded and said: "But time is limited, otherwise we can build a few more floors."
With the power of his soul, it is not a big problem to control the Ice Soul Thunder Gang below the twenty-level level.
While the two were talking, a cloud of mist emerged from the broken ice and surrounded them in an instant.
When the clouds and mist cleared, the two of them suddenly appeared in another hall.
The entire hall is built with golden jade. It is extremely vast, measuring hundreds of feet vertically and horizontally, with a tall dome and exquisite and complicated murals.
Standing in this hall, Pang Yue suddenly felt that his magical power and physical strength had become extremely weak. Only his spiritual consciousness and soul were lively, like a fish encountering water.
Han Yu said softly: "Fellow Taoist, the test of this level is the soul."
"You need to refine the entire hall with your spiritual consciousness before you can enter the next level."
"Is it?"
Pang Yue frowned slightly, and his consciousness expanded to the entire hall, trying to penetrate into the golden jade, but was stopped by a soft and tough force.
"I see!"
Pang Yue's heart moved. This test of the soul is to let the monks imprint their spiritual consciousness on every piece of jade that builds the hall!
If the power of the soul is not strong and the consciousness is weak, it can only be refined slowly with water.
Pang Yue's soul was sitting in the center of the sea of consciousness. With a slight movement, his consciousness spread like water waves, reaching far and wide, covering the entire hall in an instant.
Divine consciousness is like a tide, slamming into every piece of golden jade, seeping into it, leaving a mark!
In just one stick of incense, the entire hall buzzed and glowed with golden light.
At this time.
This vast palace seemed to have become a part of Pang Yue's body.
He vaguely sensed something, his consciousness moved slightly, and a space door opened in the center of the hall.
Behind the door, there is another large hall.
"My fellow Taoist soul seems to have something strange..."
Han Yu looked at Pang Yue and seemed to see something.
Pang Yue smiled noncommittally, and the two of them walked into the door of space.
The third hall.
In the center of the hall stands a huge snow-white willow tree, its branches and leaves are as crystal clear as ice.
Around the willow trees, there is a cold air and white mist curling up.
On the willow leaves, there is more frost condensed, bright and pure.
Under the tree, an old man with white beard and hair sat lazily on the ground, leaning against the giant frost willow and snoring.
"Grandpa Gao."
Hanyu walked under the tree and called softly.
The old man opened his eyes, glanced sideways at Pang Yue, and hummed: "He can't pass my test."
After saying that, Chong Hanyu explained: "The qualifications are too poor."
Hanyu was stunned.
Looking back on Pang Yue's performance in the first two levels, how could such a result come about?
"Fellow Taoist, the third level tests the aptitudes... Grandpa Gao has a keen eye and is good at distinguishing various qualifications and Taoist bodies. When our sect recruits disciples, he is the one who checks the first level."
Han Yu apologized and explained to Pang Yue.
"This level requires top-grade qualifications or above, but it's a pity that fellow Taoist...sigh."
Originally, she had high hopes for Pang Yu, but then she encountered difficulties here.
Pang Yue's expression was indifferent, his eyes were restrained, and he scanned the surroundings.
Under the nameless pupil technique, many secrets in the palace were exposed.
For example, that old man is also a magic spirit.
And that giant frost willow tree is the "door" blocking the next level!
He smiled softly and said: "I have been despised and ridiculed by countless people for my low-level qualifications. Today, it is strange that a magic spirit blocked my way on this excuse!"
As soon as the words fell, a clear sword light suddenly flew out, instantly cutting the giant frost willow in the center of the hall into two pieces!
At the same time, the old man under the tree was also chopped open by the sword light.
"you!"
The old man's eyes widened angrily, and his body was split into two. Just as he was about to curse, he saw the light of the sword falling, and with a violent stir, he was completely scattered.
The giant frost willow cracked open, and the heart of the tree was hollow, connecting to another hall.
"What is the fourth level?"
Pang Yue asked Han Yu while walking towards the willow tree.
Han Yu followed suit and heard the words in a low voice: "God... supernatural power."
There was a hint of sadness in the voice.
The fourth hall.
A tall and burly figure stood in the center of the hall, quietly watching Pang Yue walk in.
He was wearing a silver robe, with long hair shawl, rough face, and sharp eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, if you beat me, you can go to the next level."
The man said loudly.
"Easy to say!"
Pang Yue smiled and waved his hand to release eighteen red gold talisman swords. When the sword light split, it turned into a sword formation, trapping the man.
Daoji perfection level cultivation fluctuations erupted from the man's body, turning into a cold light and rushing through the sword array!