Yuan Ming took a deep breath, dissipated the power of the Demonic Elephant's Prison Suppressing Technique, and his body returned to normal.
At this time, the mana fluctuations in his body were also much stronger than before. In the past three months, while he was practicing the Demon Elephant Prison Suppression Technique, he had not relaxed his practice of the Nine Yuan Jue.
There were many monks who died in the Shura Palace this time, and they left behind a large amount of pills in the pill formation stage. As far as he was concerned, there would be no shortage of pills in two or three years.
With the help of a large supply of elixirs and the rich wood-attribute spiritual energy in the medicine garden, Yuan Ming's mana has improved a lot, but there is still a long way to go before the middle stage of elixir formation.
In terms of soul cultivation, as Xu Che began to increase efforts to recruit cultivators, more and more wishes were gathered, which made Yuan Ming's soul stronger and steadily progress towards the late stage of Love Witch.
Yuan Ming sat cross-legged, took out the Jade Slip of Demonic Elephant Suppressing Prison Gong, and frowned slightly.
As long as sufficient energy and blood are provided, the first level of the Demonic Elephant's Prison Suppressing Technique can be achieved quickly, but the second level will not work.
The second state of physical cultivation is the iron-bone body, which requires the training of all the bones of the body. This process is the most important foundation training of physical cultivation. It is not suitable to make vigorous efforts and requires steady and steady progress.
The same goes for the Demonic Elephant Prison Suppressing Technique. It is clearly recorded on the jade tablet that the second level cannot be quickly broken through by borrowing the power of Qi and blood. It is necessary to practice a set of "Fragrant Elephant Bone Forging Technique" for three years to lay a solid foundation before continuing to absorb Qi and blood.
The power of advancement.
Yuan Ming didn't care. He was not in a hurry to use his physical skills to fight against the enemy. He watched the Xiangxiang Bone Forging Technique several times, kept it in mind, and started practicing.
"The fragrant elephant reaches the sky!"
"The scent is like spitting water!"
"The fragrant elephant crosses the sea!"
…
Yuan Ming made moves with his fists and feet, moving his limbs.
Every bone in his body was affected, and a set of Xiangxiang Bone Forging Technique was struck down. The bones in his whole body seemed to be cracked, and he couldn't use any strength, and he lay on the ground.
Yuan Ming had already expected this, so he lay down and rested for a while, then reluctantly sat cross-legged and resumed the operation of the Nine Yuan Jue.
One day and one night later, Yuan Ming opened his eyes.
His body has recovered, and all the bones in his body no longer tingle, but instead feel a sense of warmth.
Yuan Ming nodded, knowing that there was nothing wrong with his practice.
However, he did not continue to practice. Xiangxiang Bone Forging Technique cannot be achieved overnight. He has been in Shura Palace for a long time and it is time to leave.
Shura Palace is very safe hidden underground, so there is no need to worry about being discovered.
Yuan Ming raised the Shura Stone Tablet, adjusted the restrictions on the Shura Palace to the minimum, and closed all forbidden areas in the palace before disappearing in a flash.
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One day two months later.
At night, Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in front of the window of an inn, and the moonlight outside the window poured in like water.
This is Linyuan City. After he left Shura Palace, he did not return to Dajin immediately. Instead, he came to Linyuan City to try to understand the reaction of the major forces in the Black Wind Desert after the incident in Shura Palace.
Speaking of which, after he moved the Shura Palace from the Soul Burial Abyss, several major forces in the Black Wind Desert searched for it. After finding no results, they had no choice but to leave it alone. The Shura Palace has now become a topic of conversation among the monks here.
Yuan Ming's whole body was bathed in the bright moonlight, shrouded in a hazy light, and the "Ming Yue Jue" technique was running around the sky on its own.
In the dark sky, there seemed to be pious whispers resounding in the ethereal place, and wisps of wishing power gathered here, and were refined and absorbed by Yuan Ming bit by bit.
Xu Che has recently developed more than a dozen cultivators, plus many mortal believers, and his willpower is much stronger than before. Now that he is urging the Stealing Heaven Cauldron to practice, it is like being wrapped in warm spring water, and his body and spirit are in an indescribable state.
of Shu Taizhong.
Yuan Ming closed his eyes slightly and stretched out his eyebrows, carefully feeling the power of wishes that were constantly gathering.
As the number of followers of the God of the Dark Moon continues to increase, his understanding of the power of wishes has also been further strengthened.
Generally speaking, most of these wishes are about his devout faith and heartfelt support. Although they are more or less mixed with each believer's private thoughts, they are too small and are drowned in the torrent of faith.
, not known to Yuan Ming.
Only when a few thoughts are so strong that they are close to obsession, Yuan Ming will separate them from the complex wishes and explore them carefully.
This kind of situation often occurs when a believer is in a difficult or even desperate situation and is really unable to solve it, so he will burst out with a strong desire to ask the God of the Dark Moon to help him get out of the predicament, with a clear purpose.
This kind of wish is often much stronger than the ordinary belief, or the wish to pray for good weather, safety and health for the family, etc., and it will naturally increase Yuan Ming's soul power more.
The most important thing is that if this kind of wish is responded to, or when it is truly helped out of trouble, its power will become purer.
However, Yuan Ming's own time and energy are limited after all, so it is difficult for him to respond to requests. He can only choose some things to do easily. For more things, he has to contact Xu Che and let him handle it on his behalf.
If more devout and loyal monks like Xu Che can join in the future, he can naturally let them become his agents to respond to the demands of the believers.
The basis for doing all this is the investment of resources, or in other words, a steady stream of spiritual stones. Now that I have passed through the Shura Palace, I am finally qualified to do it.
Yuan Ming was immersed in the comfort of the condensed will power, when his sea of consciousness suddenly emptied out, and then his eyes suddenly lit up with colorful lights, and pink mist spread in the surrounding void.
"Hey, what is this?" Yuan Ming was surprised.
But before he could take a closer look, he felt a sweet and fragrant smell coming into his nose, and then bursts of laughter from girls with cute smiles could be heard from all around.
The sound went from far to near, and soon became high and low, accompanied by a shameful gasp.
At the same time, shadowy figures began to appear in the pink mist.
When Yuan Ming looked at it intently, his face suddenly froze, and he felt his mouth was a little dry.
I saw a series of undressed female figures appearing in the mist, each with skin as thick as gelatin and a voluptuous figure, performing various charming postures in the mist that made people's ears burn.
Seductive calls also sounded at the same time, asking Yuan Ming to get up and join them. No matter how the divided soul tried to use Huan Xin Jue, it had no effect.
"Am I... going crazy?"
Although Yuan Ming felt a little hot when he saw it, as a soul cultivator after all, this level of temptation could not affect him too much, and he did not lose his mind, so he immediately began to reflect.
He immediately restrained his consciousness, stopped practicing, and tried to break free from this illusion of nothingness.
However, when he stopped practicing the Ming Yue Jue, he discovered that the illusions around him did not stop. Instead of disappearing, the scenes that aroused people's desires became more and more rampant.
Yuan Ming looked at the phantom lustful woman getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
The next moment, he suddenly let out a low drink, and the power of his soul vibrated out, turning into an invisible torrent and crashing in all directions.
Under the surge of soul power, the surrounding pink mist quickly annihilated, the figure of the enchanting woman also dissipated like foam, and all sounds disappeared immediately.
Yuan Ming looked around and saw that he was still sitting cross-legged in front of the window in the house.
He frowned in silence and carefully recalled the content of the Ming Yue Jue technique and the key points of cultivation that Xiying had told him, but found no content related to the vision just now.
"There can be no problem with the Ming Yue Jue technique, and there is nothing wrong with my practice. It seems that the problem mostly lies in the power of the will..." Yuan Ming came to this conclusion after thinking for a long time.
He had also heard from Xi Ying before that the Wuyue Sect once used its own magic to confuse people's hearts, creating various evil gods for believers to support and collect twisted wishes.
This kind of evil god often amplifies believers' negative emotions such as anger, sorrow, lust, etc., to make believers sink into them and then control them.
Although the wish obtained in this way is distorted, it is often stronger than the wish brought by normal faith.
But what Yuan Ming doesn't understand is that these are all methods used by soul cultivators to control believers. To a certain extent, he is a god, so how can he be affected instead?
"Is there something wrong with one of the believers?" Yuan Ming thought.
He immediately held the Stealing Heaven Cauldron in his hand to absorb the power of refining wishes, and those charming women appeared again.
Yuan Ming resisted the influence of these illusions while exploring the source of the mutation. As a result, he searched for a long time, but unfortunately he still found nothing.
Although no results were found, Yuan Ming's intuition told him that something was wrong with the believers.
With a thought in his mind, he entered the Tiantian Cauldron and began to try to locate Xu Che.
After a while, Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, but his brows could not help but frown slightly.
Xu Che disappeared.
As usual, Xu Che would pray at this time of night in case Yuan Ming's spiritual thoughts would come at any time, but this time it didn't happen.
A bad feeling gradually arose in Yuan Ming's heart.
He no longer hesitated, and once again his mind sank into the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron, and he began to feel it carefully.
Soon, he discovered a believer in Dark Cloud City.
When he contacted Xu Che not long ago, Xu Che was in Wuyun City.
Yuan Ming immediately moved his mind and traveled thousands of miles in an instant. Using this believer as an anchor, his spiritual consciousness crossed over regardless of the distance and landed in Wuyun City.
In Dark Cloud City, this old man with dark skin and wrinkles on his face was kneeling in front of the statue of a young man, muttering words and praying devoutly.
He himself had no idea at all, but there was already a majestic spiritual consciousness based on him, spreading in all directions, covering almost the entire Dark Cloud City.
Yuan Ming's mind was wandering in the vast void at this moment, as if flying in the sky above Wuyun City, looking down at the entire city, looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, constantly searching for traces of Xu Che.
However, after some inspection, I still found nothing.