Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuan Ming quickly retreated to dodge, but he still failed to completely dodge, and was directly thrown away by a scorching wave of air.
When he rubbed his chest and got up from the ground in disgrace, he saw that the fire pit he had built with stones had turned into a three-foot-square charred black pit with wisps of white smoke rising from it.
The trees within three feet of the surrounding area had been riddled with holes and were in disrepair, their trunks were scorched black, and flames could still be seen burning.
The scene in front of him made Yuan Ming a little stunned.
This is not the first time he has seen the fireball technique. This most basic fire attribute attack spell has been released by Chen Wan before, and the power of this explosion technique cannot be compared to even ten fireball techniques.
I am afraid that the inner disciples who are several levels higher than me, or even the monks in the early stages of foundation building, will not be able to face this blow!
After the surprise, there was even more intense shock and surprise.
"You have to practice quickly. Only by condensing more mana can the power of this technique be enhanced." Yuan Ming thought in his heart. If he had this technique with him, as long as he used it properly and supplemented it with spiritual stones, even if
If you encounter the situation of being besieged by Kun Tu and others before, you don't have to worry at all.
"boom"
At this moment, a huge black shadow crashed down from in front of Yuan Ming's eyes, making a huge noise that startled him.
The tree house he spent a day building fell to pieces in front of him along with the broken tree trunk.
"Oh, it seems I have to change my place."
…
Time flies, and several months have passed.
Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, there is a dense forest.
On the top of a towering ancient tree, there was an artificial wooden platform, with a figure sitting cross-legged on it, bathed in the bright moonlight.
He held a green incense burner in his arms, and his whole body exuded a faint halo.
At this moment, the halo that enveloped him suddenly shrank and all returned to his body.
But there was a light shining between his eyebrows. A pure black raven with a tuft of white hairs between his eyebrows emerged from the hazy light, flew high into the east sky, spread its wings and flew away.
Immediately after, another black soul crow flew out and spread its wings towards the west.
Then came the third one, and finally the fourth one flew out.
The four soul crows spread their wings in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness immediately appeared in four different directions, which were seen through the perspective of the four soul crows.
Just now, he finally completed the second level of Ming Yue Jue, and the power of his soul increased greatly, condensing the fourth soul crow.
The four soul crows continued to fly far away. The speed was not very fast and was only comparable to ordinary ravens, but the distance they flew this time was greatly increased.
It was only when each one reached twenty miles away that the connection with Yuan Ming began to weaken, and the picture in the field of vision immediately became blurry.
With a thought in his mind, Yuan Ming summoned four soul crows and flew back again.
After some experience, he noticed that the soul power fluctuations of the four soul crows were much stronger than before, which meant that if he activated the soul collision ability again, the power would be even more powerful than before.
A monk with the same level of cultivation as him would not be able to withstand his soul-colliding attack.
During this period of time, Yuan Ming has stepped up his practice of the Nine Yuan Jue during the day and practiced the Ming Yue Jue at night. Not only has his soul cultivation technique made great progress, but his Nine Yuan Jue technique has also reached the ninth level.
At present, Yuan Ming's cultivation level has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
The increase in his mana cultivation has allowed him to become more sophisticated in magic skills such as the Wooden Thorn Technique and the Wooden Prison Technique, and the speed and power of his magic spells have also increased a bit.
The four soul crows flew back one after another and re-entered Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness.
Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, with a look of joy on his face.
At this time, a silver figure slowly walked down from an ancient tree under the moonlight and came to Yuan Ming's side.
"It's beyond my expectation that such a stupid person can condense the fourth soul crow." The familiar voice of Silver Cat Xiying rang out from Yuan Mingzhihai.
As expected, the silver cat Xiying appeared, and he could feel that the silver cat had been around him during the period of seclusion.
He immediately looked towards him and said, "Xiying, I have mastered a new ability."
"What ability?"
There was a hint of obvious surprise in Xiying's tone.
"Control the corpse." Yuan Ming said with a smile.
"How is this possible? If a general soul cultivator wants to master the ability to control corpses, he must at least practice beyond the foundation building stage, otherwise the strength of the soul will not be enough to support him in controlling corpses." Silver Cat suddenly felt a little unbelievable.
The strength of Yuan Ming's soul and the speed of soul growth are far beyond ordinary people. Silver Cat knows this, but he never expected that it would be so ridiculously strong.
"Whether it will work or not will only be known after trying it," Yuan Ming said.
"I would like to see if you can really do it." Silver Cat's voice immediately sounded in his sea of consciousness.
Yuan Ming nodded, immediately made a hand seal with his hands, closed his eyes and began to perform the secret technique of the soul.
After a while, a soul crow struggled to fly out from between his eyebrows, flew into the sky, circled briefly, and then flew in a certain direction.
After the soul crow flew seventy or eighty feet away, it suddenly plunged towards the ground.
In the forest below, in a pit covered with dead branches and leaves, there lay a body that was highly decomposed and whose clothes had turned into mud.
His chest and abdomen were penetrated by the wooden spikes at the bottom of the pit, but the fatal injury was the collapsed skull. It looked like he had been struck to death by a vicious beast such as a bear bear.
The black raven flew to the corpse, hesitated for a moment, and slammed into its half-collapsed head.
The next moment, there seemed to be a will-o'-the-wisp rising in the corpse's eyes, and two groups of green light lit up.
In the mountain forest on the other side, the expression on Yuan Ming's face was distorted. He still maintained the vision of Soul Crow in his sea of consciousness, but the perspective became a little strange.
At this moment, he felt that an extra pair of eyes had grown outside his own eyes, and the world he saw through these eyes was shrouded in a light green gloom.
"How's it going? Tell me quickly." Silver Cat Xiying's voice sounded in his sea of consciousness.
"It should be...successful." Yuan Ming was a little unsure.
"I don't see that you still have some talent." Silver Cat Xiying's experience echoed in Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness at the right time. "If the soul crow enters the corpse and can see external objects through the corpse's perspective, then half the battle is won.
, you can try to control the corpse."
He tried it immediately.
As he moved his hands, Yuan Ming had a thought in his mind, and the arm of the corpse dozens of feet away was slowly and stiffly raised. But almost at the same time, the main body meditating here also involuntarily raised its arm.
When Yuan Ming saw this, he quickly put down his arm, but the corpse on the other side also put down his hand.
He frowned slightly and tried to control the corpse to move its legs again, and then his body's legs moved involuntarily.
Yuan Ming immediately pressed his own leg with one hand and once again used his mind to control the movement of the corpse on the other side.
This time, his own legs did not cause trouble again under the forced external force, but this was obviously not a long-term solution.
One of them and the other dead, to a certain extent, they became a pair of conjoined twins.
"I want to control the movements of the corpse, but when my thoughts are conveyed, it will inevitably affect the body. When the corpse moves, I will also follow suit." After several attempts, Yuan Ming said with a look of distress on his face.
After waiting for a moment, Xiying's voice sounded in his mind:
"For the soul cultivator who is controlling a corpse for the first time, this situation is completely normal. Controlling a corpse is to branch out a spiritual mind to control another body, which is naturally more difficult than simply branching out a spiritual mind to observe the outside world.
Ten times more."
"Then what should I do to be as comfortable as you?" Yuan Ming asked.
"There is no good way, just keep practicing. Do you think you are a genius like me?" Xiying did not give any opportunistic methods, and also hit Yuan Ming by the way.
When Yuan Ming heard this, he immediately stopped being distracted and began to immerse himself in his mind, trying his best to control the corpse.
But at this moment, Xiying seemed to be deliberately transmitting messages to him, disrupting his rhythm: "The longer the corpse has been dead, the less water and muscle activity it retains in the body, and the stiffer the corpse's movements will be.
The harder it is to control it. On the other hand, if the body has just died and there is still spiritual power left in the body, as long as it is controlled properly, it can even bring out its fighting instincts during life."
Yuan Ming listened to these words in his heart and still did not stop controlling the corpse.
Until dawn the next day, the mountain forest was filled with mist. A highly decomposed black corpse staggered out of the mist and walked stiffly in front of Yuan Ming.
The next moment, the corpse slumped to the ground, and a black soul crow flew out from the center of his eyebrows and penetrated into Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Yuan Ming also looked tired, but there was unconcealable joy in his eyes.
After a night of repeated practice and almost exhausting all the power of the four soul crows, he finally mastered the trick of controlling the corpse, and finally cut off the conjoined twin-like sensory interference between himself and the corpse.
"You do have some talent in soul cultivation. It only takes such a short time to be able to master corpse control to this level. It is already very difficult. It is close to one-tenth of my ability back then." Silver Cat Xiying
Said, she also stayed with Yuan Ming all night.
"Can you tell me your story back then?" Yuan Ming asked very curiously.
There was no reply, and Silver Cat Xiying had already left.
Yuan Ming thanked the silver cat in the direction of Xiying's departure, then bathed in the morning light and continued to meditate and cultivate his soul.
However, just as he was immersed in his thoughts, there was a "bang" in his mind, like a heavenly bell being struck.
Immediately afterwards, picture fragments emerged from my mind one after another, flowing over like a tide.
Yuan Ming felt a sharp pain in his head. He couldn't help but hold his head with both hands in pain, and fell to the side.
After a long time, he stopped struggling with cold sweat on his head and slowly raised his head.
His eyes were slightly focused and clear, seemingly unchanged and different from before.
This chapter has been completed!