Chapter 63: Wind Source Sutra, news about the six-winged frost centipede!
As the green light on the Wind Spirit Pearl dissipated, it fell from mid-air.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yin Mo's eyes.
The martial arts technique obtained this time is called Fengyuan Sutra.
It is a cultivation method that devours spiritual wind. It has nine levels in total, and the highest level can be cultivated to the peak of Nascent Soul stage.
Every time you advance to a higher realm, you need to devour nine spiritual winds.
Once the nine spiritual winds merge into one, one can break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage.
Unfortunately, when the creator of this technique was practicing to the ninth level and absorbing the ninth spiritual wind.
The body was fragile and could not withstand so much spiritual wind, and was torn into pieces by the spiritual wind.
And this Wind Spirit Pearl is a magic weapon that assists in practicing the Wind Source Sutra.
It can absorb spiritual wind to defend against enemies, and the more spiritual wind it absorbs, the more powerful the Wind Spirit Pearl will become.
There is a bamboo and stone spiritual wind left in the wind spirit bead in his hand. It is the spiritual wind blown out by the constant collision of the thousand-year-old spiritual bamboo and the spiritual eye stone in the narrow wind outlet.
If it is integrated into the body, the speed of cultivation and spiritual power recovery can be greatly improved.
For an ordinary cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it would take a day for the spiritual energy in his body to recover.
It would only take half a day for Yin Mo's spiritual power to recover.
Although it cannot directly improve wind spells, it can greatly improve Yin Mo's endurance.
With this in mind, Yin Mo did not hesitate too much and slowly placed the Wind Spirit Pearl in front of him.
Gently pulling the bamboo and stone spiritual winds, streams of emerald green spiritual winds slowly flowed out from the Wind Spirit Pearl.
Yin Mo held his breath and concentrated, then slowly swallowed it into his mouth.
"Tear it!"
Sharp tearing sensations swept over, as if countless strong winds were cutting through the body.
This is also because Yin Mo practiced the spiritual communication technique and gained some blessings from the powerful body of the Mo Jiao.
If not for this, I would have fainted from the intense pain.
……
Under the pitch-black night, the surface of the Panlong River is like waves.
The river water hit the pitch-black ink boat again and again.
Zi Ling took Yu Jing on a pitch-black ink boat and slowly sailed to a huge island shrouded in white mist.
Yu Jing looked at the entire island, feeling anxious.
He didn't know why Madam Zi brought him here.
Zi Ling gently brushed the storage bag with her right hand, and a pitch-black token appeared in her hand.
Spiritual energy poured into the token, instantly transforming into a pitch-black shadow and falling onto the light curtain of the formation outside the White Jade Island.
"Boom!"
As loud roars were heard, the light curtain was torn apart.
A pitch-black passage that was only wide enough for one person to pass through was revealed.
Zi Ling pulled Yu Jing up with her right hand, turned into a purple shadow, and escaped into the White Jade Island.
The fog was surging in Baiyu Island, and the divine sense was unable to detect the direction at all.
Zi Ling did not walk around, but bowed gently towards the void: "Master True Dragon!"
Before he finished his words, a blood-red shadow suddenly appeared.
A young woman in red with her chest half exposed turned into a shadow and landed in front of the two men.
His eyes swept over Yu Jing, his red lips moved slightly, and he said, "You guys follow me!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and the spiritual mist in front of him dissipated.
After walking for a full cup of tea, a emerald green valley appeared in front of the two.
A stone elephant as big as a hill lay on the ground motionless.
Looking at the appearance of three people, he shook his jade-like long nose, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Is this a level five monster?"
Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the stone elephant, Yu Jing widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
Zi Ling snorted lightly: "It's just Lord True Dragon's guarding beast!" Yu Jing swallowed his saliva. Even a level five monster is just a guarding monster.
As they walked towards the island, the thick fog around them slowly dissipated.
A huge pitch-black dragon was crawling in the depths of the dense forest, its body covered with pitch-black, steel-like armor.
He shook his head slowly, making a loud roaring sound.
The powerful pressure made it even more difficult for Zi Ling and Yu Jing to move forward.
"Crack!"
The black dragon slowly opened his eyes, and a deep purple lightning flashed by.
"Zi Ling, have you found out any news about Liu Yu from the Yuling Sect?"
Mo Jiao's gaze narrowed slightly and fell on Zi Ling.
Zi Ling looked embarrassed, bowed, and said: "Your Excellency Zhenlong, the Yuling Sect is very powerful. My men have only found out that the only daughter of the outer sect elder Liu of the Yuling Sect is named Liu Yu!"
"As for the six-winged frost centipede, I heard that it is Elder Liu's natal spirit beast!"
Hearing this, a flash of lightning flashed in Mo Jiao's eyes, and he whispered: "Okay, I know!"
After saying that, Mo Jiao's gaze swept over Zi Ling.
After all this time, Zi Ling's cultivation still remained at the middle stage of foundation building.
The aptitude of the three spiritual roots is still too poor.
If there was no great opportunity, it would be really difficult for Zi Ling to break through to the Jindan stage.
"Zi Ling, practice in seclusion when you return. I hope to see you next time. You will be in the late stage of foundation building!"
After hearing what Mo Jiao said, Zi Ling nodded vigorously: "Master Zhenlong, rest assured, I will practice well!"
"By the way, Lord Zhenlong, where is your demon beast jade slip?"
Zi Ling tapped the storage bag on her waist, and a light brown jade symbol turned into a phantom.
Floating in front of the black dragon.
"Okay, leave her here and leave Baiyu Island!"
After Mo Jiao put away the jade slip, he raised his huge steel claws and slowly landed in front of Yu Jing.
"Yes! Lord True Dragon!"
Zi Ling nodded, bowed, then turned and left.
As Zi Ling left, Yu Jing was left alone facing the black dragon that was as big as a mountain, and he felt frightened.
The two slender legs were trembling constantly, and even felt wet and hot.
Smelling a faint smell of urine, Mo Jiao shook his head slightly.
A faint white shadow suddenly emerged from his body, shining brightly, and instantly fell on Yu Jing.
Yu Jing, who was originally conscious, froze in place for an instant and then fell heavily to the ground.
Using the strength of a sixth-level monster to perform the Sun and Moon Reversal Technique to deal with a mere Qi training cultivator is really a waste of talent.
Just half a cup of tea later, when Yu Jing opened his eyes again, his gaze towards Mo Jiao was full of fanaticism.
She fell to her knees with a thud: "My name is Yu Jing, and I am honored to meet you, sir!"
Mo Jiao used the Sun and Moon Reversal Technique to directly distort Yu Jing's memory, making him obey him only and would not hesitate even at the cost of his life.
Of course, if Yu Jing’s cultivation level exceeds that of Mo Jiao, he will be able to escape the influence of the Sun and Moon Reversal Technique.
However, the possibility that his cultivation level exceeds that of Mo Jiao is extremely small.
"call out!"
A foundation-building pill and a white jade slip flew into the air and slowly landed in front of Yu Jing.
"There is the White Jade Technique in it. After you break through the foundation-building stage, you will practice this technique!"
Yu Jing took the Foundation Establishment Pill and the jade slip, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and he nodded vigorously.
At the same time, Mo Jiao's consciousness fell on Madam Zhu.
Led Yu Jing to a cave.
(End of this chapter)