There is no formation restriction placed in the broken clay pot, nor is it any offensive or defensive magic weapon.
After Li Yan's initial research, he couldn't find any effect on it.
Finally, I simply put it and some other things into the "soil spots".
After thinking about it carefully just now, he finally remembered where he had seen that weird posture.
"Su Hong once said that the 'Soul Prison Clan' also participated in the demon war, and even sneaked into the Lost Continent to assassinate those demon monks.
And the ancient tomb at the back of the Feng family is an ancient battlefield, so it is reasonable for the ‘Soul Prison Clan’ to directly participate in the war. From this point of view, it is reasonable that there is a connection between them..."
Li Yan thought quickly in his heart.
"The fallen 'Soul Prison Tribe' monk would have carried something carved with the same posture as a statue. There are two possibilities I can think of now.
First, this weird posture represents a certain meaning, so the monks of the Soul Prison Clan have an inexplicable enthusiasm for it, which makes them carry things engraved with these patterns on their bodies when they move around;
It’s just that I don’t have any more information to prove this, such as finding more remnants of the ‘Soul Prison Clan’ monks.
Secondly, what a coincidence. The owner of this statue is the monk who died in the Feng family tomb.
If it is the first reason, then we must find out the true meaning of this strange posture, but without the "Soul Prison Clan" classics, this will be difficult.
If it’s the second reason, maybe something can be found, but I’m not sure!”
Li Yan's thoughts were racing, and he thought that maybe he could try to stimulate the insignificant soul power in the broken pottery pot, and maybe it could resonate with the broken statue?
Then, a faint light suddenly lit up in Li Yan's hand, and the magic power in his palm penetrated the broken clay pot.
Immediately, a faint fluctuation of soul power came from inside the broken clay pot. This was exactly what Li Yan had detected at the beginning.
At the moment when the soul power surged weakly in the broken clay pot, a scene that Li Yan was expecting but unexpectedly appeared.
He saw that the ancient statue in front of him, which had been silent for countless years, suddenly started to move. The breastplate on the armor on its chest first flashed slightly, and then suddenly lit up.
“It really works!”
This scene made Li Yan feel happy.
However, he was extremely cautious. The moment the breastplate on the statue's chest lit up, an extremely thick spiritual shield appeared on Li Yan's body.
At the same time, he has stopped stimulating the soul power in the broken clay pot, and the mana has changed from stimulating it to covering it up.
The scenery around Li Yan suddenly became distorted, and the river water suddenly flew up to the sky, but it was silent.
With the darkness all around, all this made people feel a bit strange and eerie.
At the same time, Li Yan felt a sudden force coming from the top of his head, sucking him upwards.
How could Li Yan change his situation at will without knowing it.
He even He was busy using his magic power to resist the suction force from above, and slowly let his figure fall down again.
But the next moment, Li Yan's expression changed drastically, and the whole surrounding world began to spin in an instant.
Li Yan felt his eyes blurred as the broken statue that was beside him just now disappeared inexplicably.
At the same time, the cliff in his spiritual consciousness disappeared in an instant, and the rocks under his feet also disappeared, and he plunged into a cold river.
"not good!"
Li Yan exclaimed in his heart, he was imprisoned by an inexplicable powerful force, and the spiritual power all over his body immediately surged out.
Li Yan thought about retreating from the river.
But at this moment, the mutation reappeared, and the chilly river water around him suddenly disappeared, and a gray light appeared in front of Li Yan's eyes.
"Space teleportation!" An unbelievable thought came to Li Yan's mind, but before this thought came to an end, the powerful force that had been holding him back a moment suddenly disappeared.
With a "bang" sound, Li Yan hit a hard object hard.
This time, even though Li Yan's body was protected by a spiritual shield, he was still hit.
After all, the power that exploded from his body was destroyed by his desperate efforts, and when he suddenly lost his restraint, his speed reached an astonishing level.
Li Yan almost became the unlucky monk who knocked himself to death among the immortal cultivators.
Although he was dizzy after being hit, Li Yan immediately suppressed the waves of dizziness in his mind.
Two black lights outside the body surface instantly surrounded him like flying, and Gui Yi's water thorns protected him firmly within them.
However, the expected attack did not come as expected, and Li Yan finally recovered.
Physical strength and magic flowed rapidly throughout the body, and waves of coolness penetrated directly into the sea of consciousness.
In an instant, the dizziness in my head quickly subsided.
This is a long dark alley, and Li Yan is standing at the entrance of the alley, or at the bottom of the alley, because there is a wall behind him.
This is the beginning of the road, and it may also be the end of the road.
Ahead was a long alley that curved endlessly, with tall gray walls rising on both sides. The sky above was gray, and it was impossible to tell how high the walls were.
Although there is light in the long alley, it is also gray and very dim, and it gets darker and darker as you go in. It seems that only the position where Li Yan is is illuminated by a dim light.
Just now, Li Yan hit the ground with his head, and he landed here on his head and feet.
Li Yan glanced at the ground. The stones on the ground were also gray, exactly the same color as the walls.
If you don't step on the ground, the gray sky above your head will make it difficult to distinguish the other three directions. Which one is the ground?
noodle.
The stones on the ground were made of unknown materials, and even with Li Yan's physical strength, he was unable to leave any traces on them.
It's no wonder that he was so dizzy. Li Yan was able to resist all the counterattacks. If it was a Dharma cultivator who came, he might have been killed directly.
Li Yan observed the breath time for five or six times, and at the same time continued to use his magic power to regulate his breath. Until this time, no attacks came, which made him even more vigilant.
There was a long alley ahead, and after his consciousness only stretched forward fifty feet, he seemed to have entered a black hole and nothingness, and then he couldn't see anything clearly.
There was not even a ghost within fifty feet, and when his spiritual consciousness swept to the left, right, and rear, they were all blocked by the gray walls, making it impossible for his spiritual consciousness to penetrate.
At this moment, Li Yan had no idea what was behind the gray wall and where he was.
"Where was I transported to?"
Li Yan quickly retracted his spiritual consciousness that extended along the alley, and did not force his spiritual consciousness into the darkness fifty feet away.
Just now, in the darkness of nothingness, a tremor that made his heart palpitate suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.
He glanced at the broken clay pot in his hand. It was still the same as before, nothing had changed.
"I couldn't detect its use before, but it turned out to be a communication device that activates the teleportation array."
Li Yan did not continue to stimulate the soul power in the broken pottery pot this time. There was something strange here, and he wanted to observe it again.
After thinking for a moment, he held the broken pottery pot in one hand, withdrew the Guiyi water thorn outside his body, and with his powerful spiritual power, he propped up a thick light shield to protect his body. Suddenly, he rushed straight up.
He wanted to stand on a few walls and observe the surroundings, maybe he could make some discoveries.
And just when he flew only fifty feet, something suddenly changed in the originally calm gray sky.
Suddenly, a thin, faint voice came down from the sky. Li Yan's heart trembled, and his body was suspended in mid-air.
But before he could see clearly what was above his head, his consciousness suddenly felt like a thin needle had been stabbed in.
Li Yan only had time to let out a muffled groan, and his whole body was carried straight down from the air like a fallen stone.
There was another "bang" sound, and Li Yan hit the ground again.
At this time, Li Yan couldn't even feel the powerful shock coming from outside his body, because there was an unbearable sting in his consciousness.
The stinging pain penetrated straight into the soul. It was a huge pain countless times more severe than cramps and skin peeling.
Li Yan hoped that he could faint, which might alleviate the pain.
He was holding his head with both hands, screaming and rolling on the ground.
Pain, severe pain, Li Yan felt as if his head had turned into a mess, as if the next moment It will be like dying.
I don't know how much time passed before Li Yan's consciousness gradually returned to consciousness.
At this time, his clothes had already been washed with water, and he lay weakly on the cold ground, panting heavily, and his chest heaved violently.
After another cup of tea, Li Yan reluctantly took out a bottle of pills, poured out one pill and swallowed it immediately.
The bottle of elixir in his hand is of a very high level, and must be at least fourth grade.
Li Yan didn't have a lot of this kind of elixir. It was a soul-healing elixir that was extremely rare in the market.
"That...that's a soul...soul attack!"
Li Yan looked up at the sky, which was still gray. After he was shot down, nothing pursued him, as if nothing had happened.
"There is an invisible restriction there, which is a restriction against soul attacks!"
Li Yan climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He glanced at the broken clay pot that was thrown away not far away, and stretched out a move. The broken pottery pot trembled a few times before it flew into his hand.
The magic power in Li Yan's body started to circulate again. After some time passed, he felt that life had returned to his body again.
Immediately, he condensed a stream of mana in his palm and poured it into the broken pottery pot. As the mana poured in, the soul power in the belly of the broken pottery pot began to fluctuate again.
Li Yan stared at the broken clay pot without blinking, and his consciousness also covered the surroundings, but everything around him was still terrifyingly silent.
After ten breaths passed, no strange phenomena appeared, no enemies appeared, and he could not be teleported away.
"The soul...prison... clan, soul-type attack secret techniques, are they really soul cultivators that are said to be extremely rare to see?"
Li Yan thought in his heart.
In this world, the most difficult type of monks to deal with and the most bizarre cultivation methods are poison cultivation and soul cultivation.
Poison cultivators kill people invisible, and their cultivation methods are all kinds of strange. Some people even practice through self-abuse and self-mutilation in order to obtain more powerful power.
Soul cultivators are even more mysterious. There are very few soul cultivators in the form of sects on all continents. They tend to prefer to be alone and rarely communicate with other cultivators.
Soul cultivators have super strong attack power. The most critical point is that when they fight with others, they do not fight head-on, but quietly and invisibly destroy the opponent's soul.
There is no trace of this kind of attack, and the spatial fluctuation caused by the attack is minimal, making it difficult to guard against. When you are alert, his attack may have already hit your soul.
Just like Li Yan before, he was hit without preparation.
Unless you practice soul-protecting techniques, or your own soul is already powerful, you will almost be killed instantly by the opponent, and your soul will be strangled into nothingness in an instant.
Their attacks are weirder, sharper, and more invisible than sonic attacks.