Chapter: 1649
Refine the spirit and refine the corpse in the front line, destroy the spirit and seal the corpse in the reverse line.
It's not difficult for him.
With the tacit cooperation of the two, the ink was prepared, and Yin Ji used a bowl made of cat skulls to hold the black-red viscous liquid. She held the skull in both hands and muttered words.
Zhang Yuanqing noticed that the liquid spirituality in the skull was more intense.
I didn't understand her operation on the bottom of the sea before, and I don't understand the operation now. I have already learned the skills of the night tour god. Why can't I recite mantras? It is indeed different.
Although the history of contemporary spiritual practitioners is short, at least it has a history of more than a hundred years. The master of the Taiyi sect is definitely the first batch of spiritual practitioners, and the Taiyi sect already has the embryonic form of inheritance.
Members of the sect can learn many spells that cannot be "taught" by the spiritual world, and that cannot be learned by casual practitioners.
After chanting the incantation, Yin Ji poured out the viscous syrup-like liquid in her skull.
The material rich in spirituality did not fall immediately, but condensed in mid-air, and then, as if given life, he took the initiative to draw a dragon snake in the air, outlining a series of twisted and complicated lines, but full of Tao rhyme.
Hey, this kind of spirit talisman is like a corpse talisman, but it also adds a lot of astrological elements. Is it a combination of the formation developed in stargazing and the spirit talisman?
I can understand the way she draws the formation. She doesn't have any skills, just rely on powerful thoughts to manipulate it. I can do it when I reach the sixth level.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes wide and wrote down the entire complex array.
He doesn't need to remember it deliberately, because this is not something that ordinary spiritual practitioners can remember, unless they are bachelors.
But Zhang Yuanqing has a mental illness, as long as it is something he has seen, he can recall it through the disease.
Just now he wrote down the types of materials and the ratio of deployment, given enough time, he was able to replicate the exact same formation, that is to say, he had succeeded in stealing.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's face became anxious, and urged:
"Hurry up, my Yin Corpse can't hold it anymore, it will come back soon, there are still five hundred meters."
Yin Ji's face became serious, and the speed of sketching the formation was obviously accelerated.
"Three hundred meters!"
"Two hundred meters!"
"One hundred meters, it's coming!"
Zhang Yuanqing roared.
Brother Hongji and the others looked up sullenly, and saw the shrubs shaking in front of them, and a Yuanshi Tianzun sprang out from the dense forest and came running wildly.
Immediately, a blue-black figure descended from the sky, and killed "Yuanshi Tianzun". When he was about to encounter bad luck, he avoided the attack of the little emperor with a nimble sliding shovel.
He jumped up, spread his legs, and ran towards the crowd.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa"
The loud cry of the baby came to the ears, and the stomachs that had just flattened were swollen visible to the naked eye.
"Damn, damn it. Yuanshi Tianzun, here are the props for you!"
Brother Red Chicken flung out his backpack, held his belly in his hands, and ran away, cursing angrily.
The three of Xiahou Aotian also fled to the distance, like avoiding snakes and scorpions. JrNovels.com
It's not difficult for him.
With the tacit cooperation of the two, the ink was prepared, and Yin Ji used a bowl made of cat skulls to hold the black-red viscous liquid. She held the skull in both hands and muttered words.
Zhang Yuanqing noticed that the liquid spirituality in the skull was more intense.
I didn't understand her operation on the bottom of the sea before, and I don't understand the operation now. I have already learned the skills of the night tour god. Why can't I recite mantras? It is indeed different.
Although the history of contemporary spiritual practitioners is short, at least it has a history of more than a hundred years. The master of the Taiyi sect is definitely the first batch of spiritual practitioners, and the Taiyi sect already has the embryonic form of inheritance.
Members of the sect can learn many spells that cannot be "taught" by the spiritual world, and that cannot be learned by casual practitioners.
After chanting the incantation, Yin Ji poured out the viscous syrup-like liquid in her skull.
The material rich in spirituality did not fall immediately, but condensed in mid-air, and then, as if given life, he took the initiative to draw a dragon snake in the air, outlining a series of twisted and complicated lines, but full of Tao rhyme.
Hey, this kind of spirit talisman is like a corpse talisman, but it also adds a lot of astrological elements. Is it a combination of the formation developed in stargazing and the spirit talisman?
I can understand the way she draws the formation. She doesn't have any skills, just rely on powerful thoughts to manipulate it. I can do it when I reach the sixth level.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes wide and wrote down the entire complex array.
He doesn't need to remember it deliberately, because this is not something that ordinary spiritual practitioners can remember, unless they are bachelors.
But Zhang Yuanqing has a mental illness, as long as it is something he has seen, he can recall it through the disease.
Just now he wrote down the types of materials and the ratio of deployment, given enough time, he was able to replicate the exact same formation, that is to say, he had succeeded in stealing.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's face became anxious, and urged:
"Hurry up, my Yin Corpse can't hold it anymore, it will come back soon, there are still five hundred meters."
Yin Ji's face became serious, and the speed of sketching the formation was obviously accelerated.
"Three hundred meters!"
"Two hundred meters!"
"One hundred meters, it's coming!"
Zhang Yuanqing roared.
Brother Hongji and the others looked up sullenly, and saw the shrubs shaking in front of them, and a Yuanshi Tianzun sprang out from the dense forest and came running wildly.
Immediately, a blue-black figure descended from the sky, and killed "Yuanshi Tianzun". When he was about to encounter bad luck, he avoided the attack of the little emperor with a nimble sliding shovel.
He jumped up, spread his legs, and ran towards the crowd.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa"
The loud cry of the baby came to the ears, and the stomachs that had just flattened were swollen visible to the naked eye.
"Damn, damn it. Yuanshi Tianzun, here are the props for you!"
Brother Red Chicken flung out his backpack, held his belly in his hands, and ran away, cursing angrily.
The three of Xiahou Aotian also fled to the distance, like avoiding snakes and scorpions. JrNovels.com
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