Zu Qiao, Shen Yue Lake was silent. After consuming all the feedback brought by Hong Yun, Zhang Chunyi finally stopped.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, emitting bright light, and there is a crouching tiger with low eyebrows inside. Although it is only a simple outline, there is divine meaning hidden inside.
"By raising Hongyun's cultivation level to about one hundred and fifty years, I can truly outline the form of a divine tiger."
Looking at Crouching Tiger, Zhang Chunyi had a rough estimate in his mind.
The practice of cultivating immortals in the Sanren realm is to lock the seven souls and strengthen the soul. The deeper the foundation of the power of the soul, the higher the quality of the divine fetus that is born, and the Yin God that is finally born will naturally be more powerful.
Compared with ordinary inheritance, Taishang Dragon and Tiger Temple requires cultivators to engrave the true forms of five tigers and two dragons in the seven souls. Although this requires cultivators to spend more energy and resources, it brings a profound and profound foundation.
A solid foundation can allow cultivators to go further on the path, and even this itself is related to the breakthrough from the Sanren realm to the real person realm. This is the difference between Taishang Longhu Temple, a inheritance that directly points to immortality, and ordinary inheritance. "After the soul has been refined, let's go see Hongyun."
After taking a look at the Chenyue Lake at his feet, he dispersed his spiritual thoughts. Zhang Chunyi's consciousness returned to reality. Hongyun's cultivation level broke through again. He wanted to test Tianjun Lu's reaction, but now was not a suitable time. At this time, his mind
A little tired, Hongyun also needs to polish some of his sudden increase in cultivation.
Time passed, and it was three days in a flash. During these three days, the heated discussion caused by the spring breeze gradually subsided, but everyone unknowingly became more in awe of Zhang Chunyi. In their opinion, this method was no different from that of the gods.
None of the Changqingzi seem to have such ability.
In the early morning, on Daqingyan, when the first ray of sunlight fell and the practice of breathing techniques ended, Zhang Chunyi began to guide Hongyun to refine the spell.
"Red clouds, blowing wind."
Looking at the red cloud floating beside him, Zhang Chun gave the order.
Hearing this, inciting the demon power, Hongyun awakened the power of Dharma·Hufeng.
Inhale, open your mouth wide, take a deep breath, your body expands rapidly, round like a ball, Hongyun's body is dyed with a dazzling golden color at this moment.
Huh, aiming at the big rock on the edge of the cliff that is as high as a person, Hongyun slowly exhaled.
When a strong wind blew up, there was a dazzling golden color swimming inside, as sharp as a knife. It instantly cut the large bluestone as high as a human into small pieces the size of a palm, and then fell into the depths of the cliff, showing off its sharp edge. Facing such a golden wind, even a big bluestone as hard as steel is like this, let alone a flesh and blood body. Once it encounters it, it will be chopped into flesh in an instant.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi nodded with satisfaction. After several days of training, Hongyun's control over Hu Feng has become stronger.
The complete ability to summon wind and rain is a great magical power inherited from Longhu Mountain. It has the power to change the heaven and the earth. What it controls is naturally not ordinary wind and rain, but the strange wind and rain between heaven and earth.
Although the medium-grade method of calling the wind is far from being able to support the power of fairy magic, it is still extraordinary. The refiner can use the power of the method of calling the wind to connect with the three strange winds in the world and control their power.
The specific type varies from person to person.
After refining the method of calling the wind, Hongyun did not directly master three kinds of strange winds due to his own lack of qualifications and cultivation. Instead, there were only two kinds, namely the spring breeze and the scraping bone wind. As for when the third one will be
Being able to grasp it depends on opportunity.
The spring breeze contains the vitality of spring and can revive dead trees, while the bone-blasting wind can absorb the free golden energy between heaven and earth. It is as sharp as a knife, is good at breaking armor, and has powerful killing power. Each of the two winds has its own magic.
"Not bad, let's try the Xiaoyunyu technique again."
Hearing Zhang Chunyi's praise, Hongyun was so excited that he immediately activated the power of Juyu. After a while, the clouds filled the air and drizzle began to fall in the sky. After his cultivation level increased, the coverage area of Hongyun's Xiaoyunyu Technique became even wider.
It’s so wide.
Watching this scene quietly, Zhang Chunyi felt quite satisfied in his heart. Hongyun now has three magic types, the low-grade magic type - Rain Gathering, the low-grade magic type - Dispelling Fog and the middle-grade magic type - Breathing Wind.
Originally, Hongyun was just an inconspicuous little monster, with two low-grade spells whose abilities were very average. However, after possessing the middle-grade spell, Breathing Wind, a qualitative change immediately occurred. He has made great progress in both support and frontal combat.
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Relying on the ability to call the wind, Hongyun is now considered to be in the middle and upper class compared to other century-old little monsters. After all, it is very good for most monsters to have low-grade magic types, and mediocrity is the norm.
The sun rises and sets, and Hongyun spends the day practicing his spells. Whenever it runs out of demonic power and is exhausted, Zhang Chunyi will take it into the interior location, Chenyue Lake, so that it won't be long before it can be alive and kicking again.
, painful and happy.
At night, there is no moon, and the goose-feather snowflakes are still floating, spreading the coldness wantonly.
Bamboo garden, quiet room, entering the Dingcun Shen, Zhang Chunyi took Hongyun into the interior location.
Demonized, at the bottom of Chenyue Lake, Zhang Chunyi came to the front of Tianjun Lu again.
The demon power was boiling, and Zhang Chunyi poured it into the Tianjun furnace continuously.
A little white light lit up. At first it was a flickering candlelight, but later it was as bright as a pearl. At this moment, Zhang Chunyi's mind was completely drawn into it.
"Is this the fire in the alchemy furnace?"
When he came back to his senses, looking at the sea of pure white fire that connected heaven and earth in front of him, like a curtain wall, Zhang Chunyi could no longer keep his mind calm.
"Is this a test?"
After receiving Huo Hai's feedback, Zhang Chunyi had a clear understanding.
This place is where the fire of Tianjun Furnace is located, and has the alchemy inheritance of Longhu Mountain. The sea of fire is divided into twelve levels, which tests the strength of the soul and alchemy attainments of the cultivators. Each time you pass a level, you can get part of the alchemy inheritance.
"The Supreme Alchemy Sutra."
Whispering softly and pondering for a moment, Zhang Chunyi approached the first layer of fire curtain. In an instant, his body was engulfed in a sea of flames.
Heat is not only scorching heat, but also the heat inside. Zhang Chunyi can clearly feel that the thoughts in his heart are running wildly, like a wild horse out of control.
"My mind is unmoved and my feelings are not confused."
Visualizing dragons and tigers, staying calm and united, Zhang Chun restrained his mind for a moment, knowing that only at this time did he have the energy to observe the environment he was in.
There was nothingness all around, with only a flame bridge spanning the void. He was standing at one end, and there was an alchemy cauldron at the other end.
After understanding the situation of the assessment, Zhang Chunyi stepped onto the flame bridge and walked towards the other end without any hesitation.
The tongues of fire burned, burning the body of the soul. Zhang Chunyi felt real pain, but he did not stop. At some point, the burning sensation disappeared, and scenes of illusions began to appear in front of Zhang Chunyi's eyes, but Zhang Chunyi's heart never moved, and he moved toward
The pace forward never stops.
In terms of the strength of his soul, Zhang Chunyi, who has just locked up his soul, is naturally not very strong, but his state of mind after decades of practice is still good, and after experiencing the end of the Dharma, Zhang Chunyi cherishes the opportunity to practice Taoism even more, and he has something in his heart.
If you persist, God will naturally become stronger.