It wasn't until late at night that Lu Changsheng arrived at Cemetery Hill in embarrassment and immediately began to regain his consciousness.
He didn't dare to go back to the rental house, let alone go to Gu Yueqin's place, for fear that Butler Liu would be waiting for him there, and now this place became his best hiding place.
Sitting on the top of the mountain, Lu Changsheng was meditating on the lake map while slowly adjusting his breathing, trying to put his body in the best recovery state.
But he found that his body was seriously injured. If it weren't for the defensive weapon Su Qianqian left for him, I'm afraid the three stones that hit him would have killed him. At this time, the jade pendant also dimmed again.
, obviously the defensive effect has disappeared.
"The ghost cultivator is too fragile!" After experiencing this battle, Lu Changsheng felt deeply powerless. The Qi Refiner was too perverted.
"Master, ghost cultivators are not fragile. It just depends on how you use it. Ghost cultivators who have reached the Yang Soul realm can let their bodies fly in the air to fight." Xiao Hei reminded.
"Yeah." Lu Changsheng calmed down. In fact, he was just complaining. After all, he almost died. Anyone would complain.
Carefully recalling the scene just now, he found that it was indeed the case. He should not have run away, but should have hidden his physical body and let the ghost come out of its shell to fight with Butler Liu. In this case, the ghost flying in the air would at least not have to deal with Butler Liu's attack head-on.
There is Xiao Hei, even if he can't do anything to Butler Liu, Butler Liu can't do anything to him either.
"Master, you can read that book or meditate on that painting. Maybe you can improve your strength in a short time." Xiao Hei's thoughts came again.
Lu Changsheng was stunned, and then he remembered the painting he had obtained, and quickly took it out, but he did not dare to approach the painting easily with his mind, because he found that the woman in the painting had a strong sense of oppression, although
He remained motionless, but Lu Changsheng was still palpitating.
"Master, don't use your mind to manipulate this painting easily. It's enough to see it with the naked eye." Xiao Hei reminded again, "The power in this painting is too strong. If you deliberately manipulate it easily, the master's ghost will be severely damaged."
Lu Changsheng nodded. Xiao Hei's reminder made sense. He wanted to paint this painting last time, but he was almost backlashed by the artistic conception of the painting.
This is not to say that he cannot be deliberate, on the contrary, he can be deliberate, but his ghost has not reached the level of bearing the artistic conception of this painting. It is like a cup that wants to hold more water than the cup itself, and the painting in front of him
The painting is like a whole lake of water, and Lu Changsheng's ghost is just a small cup.
But even if he didn't do it deliberately, Lu Changsheng could see the artistic conception in this painting with his naked eyes. The woman holding the sword stood proudly, as if she was standing on top of the world. Her eyes looked down on all living beings, and she was speechless.
Describe the momentum in her body.
Especially her cold face, which looked so much like Murong Qingxue, actually made Lu Changsheng feel a bit familiar, and he couldn't help but want to scratch her nose.
However, when he stretched out his hand, he quickly retracted it, and fear actually arose in his heart, as if the figure in the painting moved to warn him not to do this.
After watching it with the naked eye for more than an hour, Lu Changsheng had some insights in his heart, because the majestic power of the woman standing proudly with the sword actually made him feel heroic and heroic overlooking the world.
At the same time, the lake diagram he had imagined also began to rotate. In an instant, it passed through the deductive reality and the rock-solid one, and reached the sixth level where it can be freely retracted and retracted.
Turbulent waves appeared in his mind, and the power of nature emerged again. He finally understood what momentum is. This is the momentum of the lake diagram. From the calmness of the lake to the rough waves of the sea, it is always changing. This is the power of human power.
Unable to compete with.
It is indeed good for him to go with the flow with an uncontested mentality, but he cannot break through the sixth level of the lake's thinking map and move freely.
If you want to move freely, you must fight against the sea. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the woman standing proudly with a sword in the painting. Her eyes and behavior seemed to be able to control everything. Unknowingly, Lu Changsheng began to control the sea.
Imagine being that woman, standing proudly on the sea.
A sword appeared in his hand at some point, and he was walking on the waves. The water became more ferocious at this time, rolling up a huge tsunami. However, Lu Changsheng took advantage of the situation and used the long sword in his hand to cut through the thorns and thorns, breaking through the ferocious waves in front of him.
Tsunami, but the power of the sea is endless.
He broke through one wave, but there was another one, which made people feel endless. He felt retreat in his heart, but he didn't expect the look in that woman's eyes. Lu Changsheng couldn't help but become determined. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead was, he would stay here.
On the sea, a highway opens to the sky, reaching the other shore in the distance.
Unknowingly, he had the same power as the woman. In the Yin Corpse Flag, Xiao Hei felt that Lu Changsheng also had a sense of oppression at this time.
"Master finally realized it!" Xiao Hei smiled gloomily.
"Rumble"
In Lu Changsheng's mind, the pictures that Cun Si imagined became more and more real. There were sky phenomena on the sea, thunder and lightning, and lightning striking at him. Although Lu Changsheng was frightened, he still had an unyielding momentum. He persisted.
The sword rises up and splits the thunder, as if it wants to reach the sky, break through the dark clouds, and let the blue sky shine in the sky.
"Pfft"
His sword energy was like a rainbow, the dark clouds were cut open, and the tsunami became the avenue under his feet. From the cut dark clouds, a ray of light shone on him. He stood proudly, and everything began to calm down, like a threat from the sky.
Clothes.
When Lu Changsheng came back to his senses again, he found that his mind had been restored, and the ghost was as calm and natural as the lake he deliberately created, but there was a faint sense of oppression.
Although this is nothing compared to the woman in the painting, Lu Changsheng has benefited a lot. He finally broke through the sixth level of Cun Si Tu and can freely retract and release it. As long as he breaks through the seventh level of superb
, the lake diagram will be completely complete, and then his shadow soul can try to break through the ghost cultivator's yang soul realm.
"I don't know what effect it will have if I put this picture in my mind." Lu Changsheng felt a little itchy in his heart. He wanted to use his mind to draw this picture down, and then deduce it in his mind, because
The effect of this painting is great.
But at this critical moment, Xiao Hei poured cold water on him: "Master, I remind you again, it's best not to be deliberate. This is for the sake of your life. Once the momentum inside is elicited, you will not be what you are now."
It's controllable. It's like a huge dam. You only need water from a gap in the dam to practice cultivation. But if you insist on wanting water from the entire dam, the consequence will be that the dam breaks. The consequences...
..."
Lu Changsheng was stunned. Looking at the woman in the painting, he thought of the action of trying to scratch his nose just now. He couldn't help but feel a little palpitated in his heart. Finally, he listened to Xiao Hei's opinion and threw the painting into the Infernal Corpse Flag.
"Master, can you take out the painting?" came Xiao Hei's trembling voice.
"What's wrong?" Lu Changsheng was surprised.
"The power of this painting is too strong. Putting it here will make me feel scared and uneasy all the time." Xiao Hei explained.
Lu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, but shook his head and said: "Where can I put it if not in the Infernal Corpse Flag? Just treat it as cultivation. Once you get used to this kind of power, it may also help to improve your strength. Don't try to commit suicide.
Just get closer to it."
"..." Xiao Hei looked aggrieved, thinking, are there any people who practice this way?
But Lu Changsheng ignored him. It was so troublesome to carry a painting with him. Although it occupied Xiao Hei's nest, it was indeed helpful to Xiao Hei. Moreover, Xiao Hei could be reborn in the Infernal Corpse Flag.
, even if the soul is shattered by the oppression of that painting, the body can still be reunited.
Only then did he bother to check the book that he had always ignored. This time he did not hold it with his hands, but directly scanned it with his mind.
"Ding Jia Divine Art?" Lu Changsheng looked strange. Just looking at the name, it was obviously a magic book.
However, when Lu Changsheng read the content inside, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. If the painting was not of great help to him for the time being, the magical skills recorded in this ancient book could help him relieve his current problems.
Dilemma.
This is a unique method of blessing with thoughts. The thoughts are turned into a magic talisman and attached to an object to enhance the divinity of the object. At first glance, it seems to be useless, at least for Qi practitioners, after all, it is like this.
Chishi has no thoughts.
But for him, a ghost cultivator, it is really a magical technique.
He immediately summoned Xiao Hei, and then began to transform his thoughts according to the method in Ding Jia's magic. At the same time, he silently recited: "The essence of Yangming, the power of God hides people; absorb the evil spirits, and escape
The human form disappears; a spiritual talisman leaves no trace of the house; if you dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers will ascend; forgive me!"
When he finished reciting, his thoughts instantly created a yellow talisman and penetrated it into Xiao Hei's body.
I saw that Xiao Hei, who was originally so ghostly, suddenly changed his appearance, his body glowed with golden light, and he turned into a majestic god.
He is holding a big sword and is majestic. At first glance, he actually exudes divine power, which makes people involuntarily have the urge to worship him.
"Good talisman!" Lu Changsheng said excitedly.
"Master, what kind of talisman is this? I feel like my strength has at least doubled." Xiao Hei was also a little excited.
"The divine power talisman in Dingjia's magic can give you the power of a god for a short period of time, but it can only last ten minutes." Lu Changsheng explained, but he was also a little disappointed.
But Xiao Hei smiled and said: "Master, with the blessing of this magical talisman, at least I am not afraid of that old bastard now."
"Really?" Lu Changsheng was overjoyed.
"Yes, if you don't believe me, if you give yourself a blessing, your power will more than double!" Xiao Hei said with a sinister smile.
But Lu Changsheng shook his head: "No, the talisman transformed by Ding Jia's magic can only be blessed on the soul body. If it is blessed on the human body, although it has the same effect, it will consume all the blood essence and die.
"
"Ah...that's it." Xiao Hei then gave up.
However, Lu Changsheng became vigilant, because this Dingjia magic did not consume much thought, but the effect was very great.
To put it simply, the magic does not rely on the talisman transformed by the mind, but the power aroused by the talisman itself after the talisman is carved, as if there is a power from outside the sky blessing Xiao Hei.
"Is there really a god in this world?" Lu Changsheng said to himself.