After Elder Li left, Lin Yuan carefully read through the Three Transformation Infant Techniques.
This method is indeed too old, and Elder Li's so-called wild and unconstrained style is just a glorification of its concept. In Lin Yuan's view, this is an extremely cruel and bloody method.
Different from the current mainstream method of breaking pills to become a baby in the world of immortality, the owner of this method came up with a point of view after observing many Yuanying creatures, that is, transformation.
First find a suitable target, then grab its Nascent Soul and wipe out the spiritual wisdom. Then put your own inner elixir into the blank Nascent Soul, and use the flames generated by the burning of the soul to burn the whole body at all times, gradually transforming the inner elixir into
Enter into the Nascent Soul.
During the entire process, the monks had to endure unimaginable pain, and even if they succeeded, only one-third of the process was completed. In the future, they would have to condense another golden elixir and repeat the previous process.
After repeating this process three times in a row, you can truly occupy this foreign Nascent Soul and be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage monk.
However, although this method seems a bit backward and scary, many of the methods in it have brought a lot of inspiration to Lin Yuan.
"Old Demon Mo, how many Nascent Soul Techniques do you have?" Lin Yuan asked in the sea of consciousness.
Being called an old demon by Lin Yuan, Mo Chuan's anger welled up. It had never experienced such humiliation before as a great demon. If in the past, if any alchemy monk dared to talk to it like this, it would definitely draw out his soul and use
The netherworld flames will burn thinly for a hundred years!
But now the situation is stronger than people.
"Hey, the Yuanying monks are all respectfully called Yuanjun. How can it be so easy to obtain the magic formula to promote Yuanying. I have a few magic tricks for cultivating demons, which can be used to promote Yuanying. Do you dare to ask for it?" Mo Chuan
said provocatively.
"Oh, how many are there? I want them all." Lin Yuan said unceremoniously.
"Okay! I'll give it all to you! You have to understand it carefully." Mo Chuan smiled, and several light spots separated from the body of the soul, floating in the sea of consciousness.
Lin Yuan's sea of consciousness swallowed up the light spot and received the magic formula.
On the black land, Lin Yuan was slowly moving forward while comprehending the secrets of the magic formula.
Since there was no one around, Lin Yuan was too lazy to restrain his cultivation. With his spiritual awareness fully developed, he quickly became aware of the various spiritual beings in the world.
Some are as thin as silk, but there are also some that are extraordinary in his perception.
Lin Yuan stopped in front of a pile of rubble. In his perception, a vast spirituality like a green dragon was calling him strongly here.
A whirlwind blew up at the edge of the forest, blowing away the stones, and a green spiritual grass was swaying with leaves. Its rich vitality strongly demonstrated its presence.
"Hidden Dragon Grass!" In the sea of consciousness, Mo Chuan's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.
"Is this elixir rare?" Lin Yuan asked.
Mo Chuan's eyes were complicated. Whenever this little monk thought he was mysterious, he would act even more mysterious.
Even though this spiritual grass is firmly rooted in front of Lin Yuan, it can actually be moved at will, and it can also block the spiritual consciousness of monks. Ordinary monks may be unable to find it after searching for a lifetime. Obtaining it is like "the dragon has seen its head but not its tail"
meaning.
Hidden Dragon Grass is not only the main medicinal material of various rare elixirs, but also a precious elixir itself. After taking it directly, Yuanying monks can extend their life by 50 years.
Mo Chuan remembered that he only planted one. Judging by the year, it was the one in front of him.
"It's really weird. Your kid's luck is incomprehensible." Mo Chuan wondered.
"I've always had good luck."
Lin Yuan flicked his fingers to create a small whirlwind, and put the spiritual herb that kept showing his favor in his spiritual consciousness into the storage ring.
After a while, a certain lake was churning violently, and a colorful lotus stood tall and graceful.
"Xiacai Nine-leaf Lotus!"
In Mochuan's exclamation, Lin Yuan stretched out his Yun hand, picked it, and placed it in a century-old jade box.
The Taihua Sect's map was indeed detailed, and Lin Yuan compared it, avoiding various restrictions along the way, and headed towards the strong spirituality he sensed.
In Mochuan's eyes, Lin Yuan's progress seemed to have no definite purpose. Sometimes he would go straight for half an hour and then suddenly turn, and sometimes he would go back and forth repeatedly from left to right.
However, no matter where Lin Yuan goes, he will always find precious elixirs and spiritual materials soon.
"Hey, it's just the periphery. No matter how precious it is, it's only at the Nascent Soul level." Mo Chuan comforted himself in his heart.
Lin Yuan slowly moved towards the central area of the black land. He has now reached the level of perfect pill formation, and the black gold glazed sword, as a high-grade magical weapon, can no longer keep up with his level. Therefore, he plans to go
Try your luck in the central warehouse.
…
In a canyon, two monks were facing each other in the air.
"Old Demon with Tao Bones, if you retreat now, I can still spare your life!" The monk with a yellow robe and a horse-faced face said as he held a sword and looked as cold as frost.
"Haha, the treasure is a place for those who are virtuous. Master Jingming, if this treasure can meet me, it means that I am more virtuous than you." The short, skinny and sinister old man said with a smile.
"Good! What a virtuous person to live in." Master Jingming laughed angrily.
He entered the Blackwater Palace and finally met a magic weapon that he liked. Just when he was struggling to break the protective restrictions around the magic weapon, the old demon of pottery bones intervened, causing his success to fail.
"Death! Falling Frost Sword Technique!"
Master Jingming's late-stage elixir-forming mana was fully released, and the originally white sword body was instantly covered with frost. When the sword was swung down, snow flew around, and dozens of meters of frost sword energy fell rapidly.
"I've heard for a long time that Master Jingming's Frost Sword Technique is unparalleled, so today I asked the old devil to give it a try."
Tao Gu laughed loudly, took out a Tao Yun from his back, pressed his fingers on the holes on it, and played it calmly.
The deep and sad falling sound penetrated the ice and snow, and invisible sound waves were layered one on top of another, supporting the falling sword edge. More sound waves drowned the Master Jingming on the opposite side.
"Evoking Eight Sounds!"
Master Jingming heard the cry of ghosts in his ears, and quickly realized in his mind what kind of magic power the old demon Tao Gu had performed. But it was too late. After working hard to attack the restriction, he became angry again, and he acted carelessly.
No defense.
At this moment, the magic power in his body was unstable, and he felt dizzy.
"Old Demon Tao Gu, this matter will not end so easily!" Master Jingming took back his sword and said angrily. The next moment, he quickly took a pill and turned into a light and left.
"Haha." Tao Gu sneered and did not pursue him.
He fell down the canyon and walked through the passage opened by Master Jingming.
"Hehe, the rare black lotus magic weapon that nourishes the soul. I will accept it, old devil."
Tao Gu looked at the black lotus floating in the distance, and could no longer contain the joy in his heart.
Suddenly, a bright ray of light shot straight into the sky from beside Black Lotus. A vast inspiration struck, and Tao Gu subconsciously covered it with his hands in front of him.
He opened his eyes and tried his best to look inside the restriction. A sword as cold as clear waves was floating in the air, flaunting its power wantonly. Next to it, a young monk was reaching for it.
.
"The best magic weapon!" Tao Gu shouted, then he became furious and angrily attacked the monk.
"Good boy! If you dare to take my magic weapon from the old devil, you will die!"
Lin Yuan's expression was as calm as ever. He grabbed the sword, turned around, and swung his sword at the attacking old demon with pottery bones.
The heaven and earth were silent, spiritual energy rolled like a tide, and boundless clouds fell from the sky, filling the canyon in an instant.
In the horrified gaze of the old devil Tao Gu, a bright sword light that seemed to be the most beautiful thing in the universe swallowed up his sound waves in an instant and merged with him.
"Have I become an immortal?"
At the end of his death, a thought came to Tao Gu's mind. He felt that he had shed all his restraints and became extremely light. The world was so beautiful, and everything was embracing and welcoming him.
"Fengyun Shengling Sword."
Lin Yuan wielded the results of his enlightenment during this period. This sword combined his special magic power with part of the principles of the Three-Transformation Infant Technique. With one sword, it triggered the spirituality of all things in the world. After the sword light left the body, it would