"The annual ring talisman is really amazing. If the barbarian pattern can be transformed into the annual ring talisman, will it become stronger?"
Suddenly, Bai Mo's mind moved.
Now he is in the clone realm of a barbarian cultivator, and he can use clones to temper his body. There are many techniques for cultivating the clone realm, and in the inheritance of Dijiang, there is a technique about clone talismans.
Bai Mo did not practice before because his understanding of talismans has not reached the point where he can integrate with the barbarian cultivation. But now, through the annual ring talismans, the situation where a circle of annual rings is a martial art has made him begin to look forward to it.
"The first part of "The Witch Ancestor's Lecture" is about experiencing the Tao with strength. I have now mastered the great way of combining hardness and softness. If you want to practice this magic, the second part is about experiencing the Tao with art. So as long as it is a martial art, as long as it is a magic, I can practice it. After integrating the magic spells interpreted by the martial arts, I can reach the realm of experiencing the Tao."
That's right, since that's the case, then try it!
If it can be successful, Bai Mo's barbarian cultivator will be able to move forward with great strides, and the cultivation level of the clone realm may be improved rapidly as a result!
Do it as you say it!
Bai Mo was moved from the "Taoshi Clan Art" inherited by Dijiang. The barbarian patterns on his body were spinning as if they were beginning to come alive, and began to change as he understood the annual ring talisman.
Soon, a clone formed of talisman appeared in front of Bai Mo. His figure and appearance were exactly the same as Bai Mo. The only difference was that the whole body was filled with talismans.
"Strip off the barbarian patterns, create clones, interpret the talismans, and practice them all over the years!"
More and more barbarian patterns flew up from Bai Mo's body, blooming like the most colorful fireworks, but only Bai Mo could feel the heart-wrenching pain.
As each barbarian pattern leaves, the barbarian body will emit severe pain, which is simply killing him, and Bai Mo must do this now.
The clone of the talisman. All you need is to deprive the barbarian pattern, turn the talisman and temper it by itself, then rearrange and combine it, and finally return to him again. In this way, Bai Mo's barbarian body will have a qualitative leap.
Only the clone realm tempered in this way can be considered a truly powerful realm!
What Bai Mo has to do now is to deprive the barbarian patterns as much as possible. The more the number, the better the effect of cultivating the clone realm.
"How many barbarian patterns do you think he can deprive him of?" the emperor asked lazily.
"What do you think?" Ta Ling asked back.
"I said I could just hold on to half of it. If there were more, he would be in pain!" The emperor said very affirmatively.
"Half? Why don't we make a bet? If I win, you will enter my blood pool and let me study you. If I lose, my Qiankun Blood Tower will travel in any space with you. How about it?" Ta Ling rolled his eyes.
"You seem to be very confident that you will win. How many barbarian patterns do you think he will deprive him of?" the emperor asked casually.
"All!" Ta Ling said decisively.
"All? Are you crazy? Do you know what all the barbarian patterns mean? Do you dare to say everything? You are really crazy!" the emperor shouted.
"Is it crazy or not, it's my business. How about it? Do you dare to gamble?" Ta Ling raised his eyebrows and said.
"If you bet, bet, who is afraid of who? I still don't believe that Bai Mo can take down all the barbarian patterns. That's impossible." The emperor raised his eyebrows and said.
"Then let's wait and see!" Ta Ling smiled mysteriously.
This space quickly fell into the world of talisman clones.
………
East of the Fire Emperor Interface.
The most mysterious and violent cemetery of fire.
This is the forbidden area of the entire Fire Emperor interface. It is said that a fallen Fire God was once buried here, which made it turn into a flame cemetery.
Burning flames are everywhere. Each flame represents a fire, and the breath released has the momentum of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.
Boom boom!
Suddenly, countless flames began to become crazy and violent.
There is a flame altar in the middle of the cemetery. At this moment, a figure stood up proudly on the altar, his fat body was covered with flames, but there was no bloated feeling at all.
The flames began to rotate with the person's control, and each released a breath that devoured everything like a prison.
He is Zhou Xiang!
At this time, Zhou Xiang held his hands behind her back, and the confidence on her face made people feel invisibly oppressed. Looking at him, it seemed as if he was looking at a god.
The little pig chrysanthemum still followed this, shaking her tail, and looking at Zhou Xiang's eyes showed a feverish surprise.
"The Fire Demon Purgatory is worthy of being the most domineering skill. With the blood pill and mysterious spiritual weapon sent by Brother Fate, I finally broke through. Brother Fate, I am now at the peak of the first level of the Divine Man. As long as I refine and swallow all the flames here, I will be able to advance to the second level of the Divine Man!
Don't worry, I already know that there is a Fire God's Taoist Order here. After I inherit all this Taoist Order, it will definitely open your eyes when I meet again! Master. I have broken through to sixty spiritual orifices. When I truly practice, I will save you!"
Trembling!
I will definitely kill you who have brought me humiliation, and I will let you know the consequences of humiliating my master!
………
A mysterious ruin of a certain interface.
A shaky palace.
This palace is the core of this ruins, hiding the Taoist tradition of a sect.
And just on the steps of the palace, there was a man in a black robe. His handsome face showed a sense of determination.
"Ximen, this ruin has been surrounded by us, so you can't even swallow the treasures here!"
"Hurry up and hand over the sect's Taoist sect, and you can survive!"
"According to your cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to escape!"
Just above the hall, hundreds of figures were standing densely, with greedy expressions on their faces. Seeing Ximen's eyes extremely hot, it seemed as if they wanted to divide him now.
Ximen ignored the group of people in front of him, his cold eyes were not emotional at all. His slender fingers slid across his waist, feeling the warmth brought by the small porcelain bottle on his waist, and the corners of his mouth were inadvertently raised.
"I discovered this ruin, and the Taoist priests in it will naturally belong to me. I have given you the opportunity to leave, but you chose to attack me because of the greed in your heart. Since that's the case, I have to send you on your way!"
As the words fell, an ancient well appeared in a very strange way on the hall. Then Ximen's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Deep and Death Well, Kiss of Death!"
Hurry!
Those who wanted to kill Ximen before never expected that this ancient well would have such a powerful suction force.
As the deep ghost well began to rotate, they were sucked inside. Immediately afterwards, a flash of sword light flashed, piercing the throats of monks one by one.
The dark green kiss of death continues to devour the life of the monk!
When the last monk died, Ximen put away his talented spiritual body and deep Yinjing well, without even looking at the palace. He turned around and rushed outside.
"A year later, Bai Zong's sword discussion, Bai Mo, I miss you very much, my brothers. You will never be able to compete with you at that time. You must practice quickly!"
………
Qingzhou interface!
The secret place for the Lan Chi family to practice!
No one has ever known that there is such a secret place in the Lan Chi family. Apart from the core high-level, it is a forbidden place. Even in the family classics, it is not recorded, and it can only be passed down by word of mouth.
Because this is a secret cultivation place for the Lan Chi family, the cultivation speed here can be doubled compared to outside. The most important thing is that there are cultivation experiences left by many seniors of the Lan Chi family.
This secret place is a natural ice eye. A slight chill is constantly released, and after soaring into the air, it suddenly turns into ice, making the point here look like a dream.
In such an ice cave, a lotus suddenly broke the tranquility here. Under the refraction of countless ice surfaces, the lotus bloomed like a ghost.
It was originally one, but in the blink of an eye it turned into several flowers, each with different colors. The colorful lotus petals instantly filled the entire ice cave.
With Lan Dai's appearance, as long as she walked, the lotus under her feet disappeared in an instant without leaving any trace.
Others are growing lotus step by step.
Lan Dai is the lotus per step!
When Lan Dai appeared on the lotus that first bloomed, her slender fingers shouted the word "broken". Not only did all the lotus disappear, but there was no trace of ice breath in the entire ice cave.
This ice cube that took ten years of efforts of the Lan Chi family was destroyed in an instant.
Lan Daiwu raised his head. A deep feeling of nostalgia flowed out in his eyes. He held Bai Mo in his palm and asked Ximen Baiqi to send him blood beads.
"Do you know? I miss you. When I see you a year later, I will love you very much!"
………
Time passes every minute and every second!
Of course, Bai Mo, who was deprived of mantra, could not think of how his brother and his woman were practicing. Because he is now in this craziest practice, how could he have extra thoughts?
Click!
The ancestor of the Cave Pattern Tree Emperor in the annual ring space looked at the annual rings that had already shown signs of collapse, and hesitated in his heart, but he never felt anything. He knew that Bai Mo, who was practicing in the depths, had reached the most important moment and could never be disturbed.
"I hope you can get faster, this talisman space is about to collapse!" said the ancestor of the Cave Tree Emperor.
However, for Bai Mo, even if he knew that the annual ring space would collapse soon, he would still strip it away regardless of it.
This annual ring space has now been completely occupied by the talisman clones, with white ink floating in the air. Compared with the beginning, each talisman clone has become introverted and has become very low-key and extremely simple.
The emperor is completely convinced. He looked at Bai Mo's eyes with grief, but there is a hint of extreme excitement hidden in it.
Doesn’t the emperor want Bai Mo to become stronger? Of course, he also thinks, and isn’t this what Bai Mo does now?
"It's already the last barbarian pattern. He actually deprived all barbarian patterns!" The emperor murmured to himself.