Inside the Stealing Heaven Cauldron, Yuan Ming sensed that the desire power from the woman had increased a lot, and there was also a lot of desire power coming from the middle-aged man and the dog boy, and he smiled with satisfaction.
He withdrew his consciousness and looked towards another believer.
This believer was an elderly mortal in Chensha City named Xu Daniu. According to his prayer statement, Xu Daniu had lived in Chensha City for decades and had married a wife and had children. However, his wife and children had unfortunately passed away.
He was left alone to live alone.
Xu Daniu prayed that his wife and children would be resurrected and that the family would live a disease-free and disaster-free life.
Yuan Ming did not have the ability to resurrect the dead and could not meet this requirement, so he had to cast a meditation spell to calm his mind.
A ray of white light shot out from the tablet of Ming Yue God and merged into Xu Daniu's body.
Although the Calming Mantra is a small spell, with Yuan Ming's current cultivation level in the pill formation stage, and the other party is a mortal, the effect is extremely good.
Xu Daniu felt a warm current rippling through his body. All the fatigue, sadness, loss and other negative emotions disappeared. His mind was calmer than ever before and he was stunned.
He knew that his prayer could not be fulfilled, so he appealed to Lord Ming Yue God and poured out his inner anguish. Unexpectedly, Lord Ming Yue God actually responded to him.
"Lord Ming Yue God..." The old man knelt down in fear and gratitude, becoming more pious than before!
Yuan Ming withdrew his spiritual consciousness and responded to the appeals of several believers. Basically, he received positive feedback, and the desire power generated by those people increased significantly.
It's just that the power of aspiration that a mortal can generate is limited after all. After responding to a few believers, he began to look for believers.
According to his observations, the more a believer generates aspiration, the brighter the golden light representing the aspiration around the white lotus platform becomes. Yuan Ming used his consciousness to explore the brightest golden light.
A young man's figure appeared in the field of vision. He was sitting in the shade of a tall sand dune, resting and reciting the name of the God of the Dark Moon devoutly. It was Xu Che.
Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure.
Among his many followers, Xu Che's cultivation level is indeed the highest. Unfortunately, Huazhi and King Kong are spiritual pets and have independent thoughts. Although they call themselves masters in their mouths, it is more of a special cooperative relationship and they do not mean it from the bottom of their hearts.
identify with or believe in him.
Otherwise, with the strength of the two, they should be able to generate quite a lot of willpower.
Perhaps one day, the relationship between myself and Huazhi King Kong will change, but there is no need to think about it in the short term.
Yuan Ming circulated his consciousness, carefully examined Xu Che, and nodded slightly.
Compared with the last time they met, Xu Che's cultivation level has improved a lot, and he should be not far from the middle stage of foundation building.
The stronger Xu Che is, the more willpower he will generate, which can also help to recruit more followers of the Moon God.
An idea suddenly came to Yuan Ming's mind. The Tiantian Cauldron can transmit spells, and maybe it can also transmit items?
With this in mind, he took out a few bottles of mid-stage foundation-building elixirs and placed them on the altar.
The golden magic circle on the altar was buzzing, and a golden light enveloped several bottles of elixirs, which were also mixed with many silver runes, and were sent towards Xu Che.
When Yuan Ming saw this scene, he was filled with surprises.
If items can be teleported, the Stealing Heaven Cauldron will be even more useful.
However, at this moment, the silver runes in the golden light suddenly disappeared, the golden magic circle suddenly ceased, and several bottles of pills flew back and landed next to Yuan Ming.
Almost at the same time, there was a sudden "click" sound in front of the white jade lotus platform, and the top of the altar suddenly cracked, revealing a circular area several feet in size, with golden arrays engraved on it, forming a complex and abnormal mysterious array.
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The array diagram is very similar to the golden array around the altar. They should be integrated. In addition to the array pattern, there are many grooves in the array diagram. There are hundreds of them densely packed with more than a hundred fist-sized and colorful crystal stones.
Yuan Ming saw a series of changes in front of him, and it took him a while to react. He hurriedly carefully observed the array diagram in front of him and the crystals in it.
This formation diagram is too mysterious, and he cannot understand it with his current formation skills. However, he can barely make out some features of the crystals.
These crystal stones are somewhat similar to spiritual stones, but the fluctuations of spiritual power they emit are very obscure.
"It seems that these crystals support the operation of the Heaven Stealing Cauldron's prohibition." Yuan Ming secretly guessed.
Although the aura fluctuations of these crystals are obscure, the attributes can still be distinguished. They are basically the attributes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, with the exception of six crystals.
These six crystals are one silver, one gray, two black, and two white.
Yuan Ming looked at the silver crystal. It had become translucent, and it was obvious that the spiritual power inside had been used up.
A thoughtful look flashed across his face.
The failure to transfer the elixir just now was caused by the sudden disappearance of the silver runes. The smell of those silver runes was exactly the same as the silver crystal in front of me.
Tracing back to the source, the failure to deliver the elixir may be due to the exhaustion of the spiritual energy in this silver crystal.
Yuan Ming thought of this, stretched out his hand to hold the silver crystal, and applied a little force.
There was only a soft sound and the crystal was pulled out.
He carefully sensed the crystal and firmly remembered the remaining aura fluctuations in it.
If he guessed correctly, he only needed to get a brand new silver crystal and use the Tiantian Cauldron to teleport items.
"Hey!" Yuan Ming suddenly moved his eyes and waved his hand, sending out a burst of green light and rolling something out from the gap at the edge of the array.
This is a fragment of a sword blade. It is completely black and half a foot long. One end is the tip of the sword, which is sharp and sharp, but the other end is damaged. The fracture is uneven, as if it was broken by a heavy object.
Yuan Ming looked at the object in his hand curiously. The blade fragment was hidden in the circular formation, so it must not be a mortal object.
He activated his spiritual consciousness, and there was no breath left on the fragment. It seemed to be completely destroyed, and there was no response to the injection of mana.
Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he didn't give up and continued to use other methods to investigate.
After a moment, his expression suddenly changed, he held the blade fragment in front of him and looked at the inside of the fragment.
This black sword blade fragment has a transparent texture, and you can vaguely see three runes engraved on it.
These three runes have many strokes, ten times more than the most complex runes he has come into contact with so far. However, the dense lines do not feel messy, but give people a wonderful feeling that is difficult to describe in words.
Although it did not activate its power, he was sure that the effect of these three runes was definitely beyond imagination.
For a weapon refiner, a magical rune is of immeasurable value.
Yuan Ming once again channeled his magic power into the blade fragments, this time heading straight for a rune.
The rune didn't react at all at first, but after a few breaths, it suddenly lit up with a gleam of light, but it immediately dimmed again.
Yuan Ming was overjoyed when he saw this. It seemed that the blade fragments were not completely damaged, and the three runes still retained a trace of spiritual power.
This is undoubtedly good news for him. As long as the runes are not completely damaged, he can study the method of drawing the runes, engrave them on other magic weapons, and reproduce their power.
Yuan Ming carefully put away the fragments of the sword and continued to sense the situation on Xu Che's side.
At this moment, light flashed by the lotus platform, and a little more bright golden light came out, and a strong will power passed over, which was obviously caused by Xiu.
A trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes, his consciousness extended, and a picture emerged.
This is a place similar to a woman's boudoir. There is a white dental bed placed against the wall, next to it is a coffee table, table and chairs, and on the other side is a mahogany dressing table.
A girl in yellow clothes was lying on her gums, flipping through a book with relish, but it was "The Journey of Master Sheng to the South" written by Yuan Ming.
"It's her." Yuan Ming frowned.
The girl in yellow clothes reading the book is none other than Yan Sijing, whom she met by chance when renting a cave.
Yuan Ming used the power of his spiritual consciousness to look at the surrounding situation and quickly determined that Yan Sijing was still in Lingfeng City, located in a cave in the middle area of Lingfeng City.
In another room of the cave, Yan Siyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing with her eyes closed.
"It's no wonder." Yuan Ming said to himself.
He asked Zuo Qinghui to go out to do business before breaking through the alchemy period in seclusion, so that he could first find out the situation in Lingfeng City and try to develop the Ming Yue Sect. At the same time, he cooperated with the bookstores in the city to sell "Sheng Gongzi's Journey to the South".
, to collect more will power.
After Ming Yue Jue breaks through the fifth level, it becomes more and more difficult to improve. The demand for willing power increases greatly. The first soul also needs to be improved. The previous willing power is no longer enough.
Yuan Ming had a look of contemplation on his face, and then he mobilized all his consciousness and projected it down, covering Yan Sijing's body.
In the cave of Lingfeng City, Yan Sijing flipped through the travel notes in her hand. The scenery, strange customs, and various ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang described in the lines captured her mind tightly, and she developed a strong curiosity about southern Xinjiang.
"It's great. There is only sand here in the Black Wind Desert. It makes people feel depressing just looking at it. It would be great if we could go to southern Xinjiang and visit the beautiful mountains and water." Yan Sijing murmured to herself with bright eyes.
Although she is the owner of Baidanfang, she is only responsible for refining elixirs and greeting guests on weekdays. The real troubles in the shop are made by Yan Siyun, but she is still childish and has the mentality of a girl.
However, now Baidanfang has suffered an unprecedented disaster. Ancestor Lei Ming has found out the cause of Yuhong's death and sent people to destroy Baidanfang.
Fortunately, Yan Siyun was prepared and escaped in time with most of the resources, all the way to Lingfeng City.
Ancestor Lei Ming's people are chasing the Yan sisters everywhere. Now they don't even dare to leave Lingfeng City, let alone go to southern Xinjiang.
"Ancestor Lei Ming, that old pervert, has not a hundred but dozens of grandsons. Killing one is not enough. Destroying Baidanfang is not enough. We must kill them all! When my aunt succeeds in her practice in the future, you will definitely know how powerful I am!
"Yan Sijing clenched her fists and cursed secretly.
At this moment, there was a "bang" in the air, and a huge pressure from the soul fell from the sky.
This pressure was as strong as the sky and as heavy as the earth. Yan Sijing was paralyzed on the bed without any resistance and could not move a finger.
"No, maybe Ancestor Lei Ming is here!" Yan Sijing's eyes widened. She had completely forgotten the heroic words just now, leaving only the fear that penetrated her bones.
"Are you Yan Sijing from Baidanfang?" A loud voice sounded in Yan Sijing's mind, almost crushing her soul.