"Isn't it the movement caused by Ji Zhu?" Qin Yang touched his head and clicked his tongue a little.
In order to be perfect before, my consciousness completely sank into my body and I went all out. I never expected that it would make such a big noise.
After getting up, Qin Yang immediately moved away from here. Who knows how many people the movement just now will attract...
Just in time, the Tao foundation has been successfully built. In the next period of time, it needs to be settled and stabilized. It can no longer be brave and diligent. It is just right to leave here.
Taking one step forward, he was already dozens of feet away. In three or two steps, he crossed the land.
Qin Yang paused in his steps and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
During the period of nourishing Qi, the true energy is floating and has no attachment, like water without roots. Every time it is consumed for a long time, there is a risk that the realm will be slightly lowered. If you are seriously injured, the realm will fall easily.
At this moment, using the Zixiao Dao Sutra to cast the Dao foundation, I feel as free as a mountain in my body. The true energy is gurgling and running autonomously. Even if it is consumed, it will immediately begin to recover. There is even an illusion that my Dao foundation is
Indestructible.
The difference between them is indescribable. The most intuitive thing is that the amount of true essence is very large, several times higher than the expected limit, and the quality of true essence is also terrifyingly high. There is no need to elaborate on the former, but the high quality of true essence is the most direct
The high point is that the consumption is lowered. The secret techniques inspired by other people's ten parts of the real yuan are of high quality. One or two parts may be enough, and the power is stronger.
The foundation is as solid as a mountain, has more benefits, is more explosive, and you don't have to worry about not being able to withstand it.
After feeling it for a while, Qin Yang felt itchy and wanted to try to see if he could use the secret method of attracting thunder from the clear clouds.
With a thought, Qin Yang squeezed the seal in his hand, the true energy circulated, a dangerous aura floated, clouds gathered in the sky, and there were tiny crackling thunder and lightning in the air...
But in an instant, Qin Yang dispersed his true energy and shook his head secretly. This secret method has higher requirements than other secret techniques. After a little experiment, it can be used if it can be used. Unfortunately, it takes a lot of time and consumes a lot of money.
, the minimum output consumes nearly half of the real energy at a time.
I had just successfully built the foundation, so I thought I might as well forget it...
If you don't test this secret method, you can only test other things...
It's time to try drawing talismans and making ink pots. I didn't want to use the bark I got from the banyan tree demon before. Making talismans and seals was too wasteful, and the success rate of making ink pots was too low...
Thinking of this, Qin Yang chose a new direction. After running for dozens of miles, he dug out a cave again, got in and started experimenting.
The materials for cutting tree bark, making talisman seals, cinnabar, and talisman pens are not very good, but the talisman produced is a top-grade talisman of Yi Shui, and there is still only one top-quality talisman...
And it’s a small cloud and rain talisman...
"This is really..." Qin Yang looked at the top-notch Xiaoyunyu Talisman in front of him and couldn't laugh or cry. Do he understand the Xiaoyunyu Talisman the best?
Directly tapping the potential of Xiao Yunyu Talisman to the extreme...
Thinking about it, this should be the limit of the initial understanding of the talisman. If you want to go further, you have to use the knowledge in your mind to study slowly.
I didn’t make many talismans, so I continued to make the ink urn, cut out a piece of bark three feet long and one foot wide, sketched it with a pen, and densely packed Dao patterns were all over it, and then continued to add talismans at key nodes to make it blend into one.
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After a while, the halo of light flowed on the bark, the Dao lines faded away, and the runes also dissipated, turning into a splash-ink painting. With a few strokes, a purple crane was outlined, vividly, as if it was about to emerge from the paper.
Spread its wings and fly out.
"I finally made a phantom ink pot..." Qin Yang smiled and was in a good mood.
When I first got the first explanation of the talisman, what I wanted to make the most was the phantom ink urn. Among the nine types of ink urns I learned, there were only three phantom ink urns. This one was the crane phantom ink urn, from which a crane could be summoned.
For riding, the speed is comparable to the flying weapon of a foundation-building monk, and it does not consume its own real energy.
"I didn't expect that the quality of this bark is simply too good. In addition, the quality of the real essence is also terrifyingly high. I can produce a top-grade ink basket for the first time. As long as I don't consume all its power at once, it will be fine."
It recovers on its own and can be used forever..."
The production of the first volume of ink drums was a great success, and Qin Yang continued to make them.
Once again, two of the three types of golden ink scrolls were made, one for protection and one for escape.
After making two more volumes, Qin Yang stopped, really unwilling to continue to harm these barks.
The three rolls of ink are all of top quality. Qin Yang does not think that he has mastered them perfectly. The quality of the bark is too good, which takes a lot of credit.
Three rolls of ink baskets are almost enough for now.
After packing up his tools, Qin Yang turned around and walked towards the swamp.
I promised the banyan tree demon to take him away from here, but now I have no interest in other things here. It is more serious to take the banyan tree demon with me first, so as to save myself from finding a way to leave and have to come back again.
Standing next to the swamp again, it was still deathly silent, the miasma was growing, and a faint murderous aura floated in the air.
Qin Yang squinted his eyes and looked inward, his true energy moving through his eyes. The mist in front of him suddenly seemed to be pushed away by a big hand, and everything in front of him became clearly visible.
Looking under the swamp, my eyesight was like lightning. I could see through the small puddles and see what was under the small puddles.
Below, there is a connected lake, which looks like a lake with abundant aquatic plants. On the surface, patches of land and swamps are actually floating on the water.
There are pale and rotten corpses suspended in the water, including humans, monsters, and many strange races. Some are only three feet tall, with heads occupying only one foot, and some are three feet tall, as if
The giant has four arms and a rib, vertical pupils on its forehead, but no lower body.
Apart from these, the monsters from before were scattered scattered among them, as if they were dead, mixed in the corpses, motionless.
Qin Yang looked at the large number of corpses in the water and couldn't help but smash his mouth.
"I don't know if I can still find skill books from these..."
After secretly expressing regret, Qin Yang did not hesitate and took out two golden scrolls and activated them. Suddenly, one of the scrolls hung above his head, and golden light shrouded him, with countless runes flowing on the light curtain.
The other one extended out, rolled out, and turned into a golden avenue, extending from Qin Yang's feet all the way to the interior of the swamp.
Suddenly, the seemingly dead monsters under the swamp all shook their tails and rushed upward.
"Come on, if you can catch up with me, I will put your head in your mouth." Qin Yang laughed and stepped out into the golden avenue.
In an instant, the golden avenue quickly extended forward. With one step, you were already a hundred feet away.
This scroll of ink is said to have a great origin. It is modeled after an ancient magical power that casts golden light across the earth.
It is said that in ancient times, those who had mastered this magical power could travel eight thousand miles in one step, and hundreds of thousands of miles in just one step.
Although this scroll of ink is far inferior, it can be measured one step at a time, but it is not ambiguous at all.
Qin Yang stepped on the golden avenue, as if he was strolling in a small puddle, and monsters were chasing him like crazy. Unfortunately, after only a dozen of them, they disappeared completely...