Yun Yi came into contact with Taoism, and from the medical volume of "The Immortal Sutra" to later inheriting Su Xingchen's memory, his journey was like stepping on a rainbow, and he was blessed with good fortune along the way.
Therefore, Yun Yi will be more informal in doing things.
What Su Xingchen failed to do, Yun Yi would naturally do.
Yun Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and practicing. Soon, a dark human figure appeared next to him, sitting in the same cross-legged posture as him.
Yun Yi suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and the Yin spirit in front of him also surprised him, because the Yin spirit in front of him looked exactly like him. Although the whole thing looked blurry, even close to transparent, Yun Yi could clearly see it.
The Yin spirit in front of me is me. No matter whether it is body shape or facial features, it is exactly the same as me.
If he looked more real, Yun Yi might have mistakenly thought it was his clone at this moment.
"Is this the shape of the Yin spirit?"
Yun Yi frowned, because in Su Xingchen's memory, the Yin spirit was ever-changing, and the person who controlled the Yin spirit could even turn the Yin spirit into a murder weapon.
But the Yin spirit in front of me is obviously different from what I know!
"The most important thing in Yin spirit cultivation is to find a carrier. This carrier can be a living thing or a dead thing."
"Of course, the carrying body is very important for the future cultivation and development of Yin Ling."
"It can be said that the stronger the carrier, the stronger the Yin spirit that is cultivated, and the carrier chosen by many people who cultivate Yin spirits is themselves."
Do you use yourself as a carrier?
Yun Yi frowned, this was a difficult thing to decide, because using oneself as a carrier to cultivate the Yin spirit, if not controlled well, the Yin spirit might backfire on the carrier itself in the future.
In other words, it is harmful to oneself.
"Boy, you have to think carefully!"
Old Long Aolai obviously knew what Yun Yi was thinking at this time, so he reminded him, "The cultivation of Yin Ling is inherently detrimental to Yin's virtue. Why do you want to practice Yin Ling if you said you are not good at practicing it?"
Yun Yi said: "The Yin spirit is of great use to me."
"What's the use?"
"It is used to treat diseases, just like wizards using witchcraft. The methods they use to treat people are very confusing, but they have some unexpected effects. The same goes for the Yin spirits I cultivate."
"Yeah?"
Lao Long Aolai asked: "Why don't I know?"
"Why do you want to know?" Yun Yi rolled his eyes and said, "You are a dragon, and you are not Baidu. You can't know everything."
“Who is Baidu?”
"It's... hard to say." Yun Yi smiled. In the past, everyone always asked Baidu for foreign affairs, but now no one believes in Baidu.
Old Long Aolai said in a dissatisfied tone: "You used to be like an idiot who didn't know anything in front of me. But now it's better. You know everything, and you even know more than me."
"Isn't this bad?"
Yun Yi smiled and asked: "I am better than my master. Senior, you should be happy."
"Sigh, I'm not happy."
Old Long Aolai snorted: "I used to feel that you needed me, and I had a strong sense of presence. But how long has it been, you don't need me anymore, which makes me feel very frustrated."
"Pfft~~"
Yun Yi is about to vomit blood. Does this old dragon still have such thoughts?
Isn’t it said that the Dragon Clan is all straightforward? Now, Old Long Aolai is starting to have some thoughts!
It seems that he is too influenced by himself as a human being!