The purple electricity runes between the thirteen soul cones gradually disappeared.
Bailong no longer suffered the pain of the soul cone refining his body, his eyes gradually closed, and he rested his head quietly without disturbing the two people on the dragon's horns.
Sitting relaxedly in Cangnan clothes, the glow around her body never fades.
She said calmly: "You have made a lot of fortunes along the way, carrying the blood of the Corpse Demon King, the Bronze Gate, the Bones of the Immortal, the Tears of the Immortal, and even half of the Water Divine Source. These are all huge treasures.
What you lack now is the key to unlock these treasures."
Balian nodded in disbelief.
He has been pondering this path of cultivation all by himself as if in the dark. Whether it is the Seven Ember Steps or the Burning River Sword Technique, these are all sword techniques that he used when he was in a desperate situation and resonated with the memories of his life.
In the final analysis, so far, he has always had no one to guide him in his cultivation, and he has relied entirely on his own feelings to practice and understand.
In fact, his physique is special, and the skills he cultivates are even more complex and rare. There are indeed very few people in the world who can guide him.
Even the ancestral sword master Shen Bao Zhenren who he met in the Bronze Gate World did not dare to give him any advice.
But Cang Nanyi has always had no taboos: "Try to see if you can sense the existence of the bronze door and summon it."
Balian did not try, but shook his head seriously and said: "Since leaving Ghost Mountain, I have been able to feel the aura of the bronze door all the time, but I have tried many times, but I can't summon the door to the real world."
Cang Nanyi nodded slightly, not surprised.
The divine light around her suddenly brightened, and the shadow under Balian became clearer, and then Mochizuki and Ghost Flute Boy hiding in the shadow were forced to appear.
Mochizuki, who was once a dominant figure in the Bronze Gate World, was restrained by the Six Paths Order in the human world, and her power was extremely suppressed.
Cangnan Yi said: "Since you can bring the native species in the bronze door into the human world, it means that you still have communication with the invisible bronze world."
Balian was puzzled: "You said just now that I can control the power of the Bronze Gate, but I don't understand what kind of power the Bronze Gate has that I can control?"
Cangnan Yi said: "It's very simple, you give names to the ancient gods in the bronze door, and those given by you will naturally become your dependents.
Since you are a dependent, it means that you have the authority to control their attribute power. The time and space inside the Bronze Gate is chaotic and huge, and there are countless gods and demons living in it, and these gods and demons are the source of the Bronze Gate's power."
Balian was a little shocked when he heard: "Giving a name can control the power of the person who gives it. So if I give names to the hundreds of millions of living beings inside the bronze door, doesn't that mean that I can have the power of all living beings."
Cang Nanyi said calmly: "You can say that, but the premise is that you have a strong enough will to 'give name'.
Back then under the Bronze Gate, you only gave names to two gods and that was your limit. Do you think you can bear the karma of those billions of bronze sentient beings?"
That was not what Balian cared about. What shocked him was the horror of the bronze door.
No wonder there are nine gates in the world, but they are taboo in this world.
"Okay, no matter what the future holds, since you have given the names of the two ancient gods, you must first fully understand the power of these two ancient gods. Boy, do you have a blank talisman on you?"
Blank talisman paper?
Balian shook his head.
"That's alright." Cangnan Yi had no choice but to step back and ask for advice: "Tear off a piece of the hem of your clothes."
Balian did as he was told.
Cang Nanyi gently bent his fingers, and a silver needle appeared in front of Balian's eyebrows. He gently pierced the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of bright red blood condensed on the tip of the needle without falling.
"Next, you bite your finger, blend the blood between your eyebrows into the blood on your fingertips, then write the name of one of the ancient gods on the hem of your clothes, and finish with this seal."
Cang Nanyi's raised finger did not retract, but copied the seal in the void.
When I finished painting, I flicked the Sanskrit seal with my fingertips. After a series of seemingly gentle movements, the sound of the fingertips was as loud as a bell.
Bailian's eardrums vibrated and hurt, but the Sanskrit mark entered his eyes.
He calmed down his expression, concentrated on it, used blood as cinnabar, stained his clothes to become famous, and continued to paint Sanskrit seals without stopping.
When his fingertips outlined the first stroke that seemed simple and ordinary, he felt a sharp pain in his fingertips, and then a huge suction force came, sucking the blood out of his body.
Balian's expression remained unchanged, the painting was continuous, and there was not even a word of doubt. It was completed in one go, and the Sanskrit seal was clearly formed with blood.
But after a while, the names on the clothes were like ink characters falling into clear water, quickly smeared and disappeared.
The torn-off clothes became clean again, and all the blood that had just flowed out of Balian's body was gone.
Cang Nanyi didn't expect him to succeed in one try. She was about to speak and continue to give instructions...
Unexpectedly, Balian shook the soft corner of his clothes in his hand, and without being arrogant or impetuous, he raised his hand again to tap the center of his eyebrow to draw blood, and continued to copy without saying a word.
Powerful suction force surged out from the Brahma Seal again, and Balian's face became paler due to blood loss.
Not surprisingly, it failed again.
Balian took the silver needle floating in front of him, pierced the center of his eyebrow a little deeper, and continued to use blood as ink to draw the Sanskrit seal of his name.
three times……
Four times…
ten times……
Fifteen times...
Cang Nanyi looked at him in surprise, with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
With her character, she doesn't have much patience. The reason why she was able to chat with Balian for so long today was partly due to her interest in Balian's novel remarks about "dead sword" and "living sword".
Throughout all the heavens in the Six Realms, no one has ever said such rebellious yet deeply heartfelt remarks to her in all eternity.
In the past, those disciples she had accepted as disciples were not so good-tempered to follow her instructions.
When she recruits a disciple, she doesn't have to be extremely talented, but she must not be too stupid.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When teaching children, she can say one word but never two. As for the rest, it all depends on personal understanding.
This resulted in those disciples often being in a state of half-knowledge and ignorance when they were learning Taoism.
But where is Kunlun Jingxu, the place where three thousand Shinto sacred books are stored?
How could a direct disciple of Kunlun God resist such temptation, so he couldn't help but learn new Taoist magical powers in this state of half-knowledge, and in the end he often ended up going crazy.
Balian seemed to be failing over and over again, and would rather waste his energy and go around the corner than ask for help.
But Cang Nanyi has such a unique insight, this boy has clearly found a way out of this way.
Although he failed again and again in drawing seals, every name and Sanskrit seal he made was exactly the same as the last time, without any deviation.
It seems that they all failed miserably in the same place, but as the number of failures increased, the blood energy he consumed gradually decreased.
Later, he was even able to perfectly control the blood energy in his body, preventing it from being absorbed and devoured by the Brahma Seal.
He was searching for the balance point between the Sanskrit seal and the 'name' at an astonishing speed.
As time went by, Balian experienced countless failures, and the blood on his fingertips even turned white.
His clear eyes were still pure black without a trace of impurity in his emotions, and it seemed as if there were only the Sanskrit seals in his eyes.
"Yan————————"
With the sound of a sword chanting loudly, the blood flowing from Balian's body was perfectly filled with words.
Before the Sanskrit Seal could absorb even half a point more, Huaxu's name of "Li Ji" came into being, and the cloth sword with the name in his hand suddenly aroused, and it was awe-inspiring!
"It's done." Balian's eyes lit up.
"Well, not bad." Cang Nanyi nodded with satisfaction.
She likes this kind of teaching method where the other person can understand everything just by thinking about it in her mind without wasting words.
Balian stared at the cyan-colored cloth in his hand, and whispered: "I can feel Li Ji's divine power. What kind of power is this that can actually carry the consciousness of the Huaxu family on this piece of mortal cloth?"
Cangnan Yi said: "This is my Kunlun Divine Passage Technique, the Chinese Character Jue."
"Character identification skills?"
"The Jue of Jianzi can be used to borrow other people's qi and Taoist skills for one's own use, and use the qi seal to become a talisman, which can become a summoning power. Hmm... looking at this qi, does it turn out to be the Huaxu family?"
Cang Nanyi glanced down and said: "That's not bad. The Huaxu Shen clan majors in swordsmanship. Since you are in the Tianxi Sword Sect, it will be of great benefit to the Tianshan team tomorrow to have this seal.
It’s just that this is ordinary cloth after all, and it is just a one-time consumable. The script reading method consumes a lot of mental energy. If you want to use this power for a long time, you need to find some special talisman paper materials. The higher the talisman paper material is.
, the stronger the force.
Okay, I have taught you the way to get started. As for how far you can control the power of the bronze door, it still depends on your own destiny."
Balian is a man who knows everything, and of course he understands that every word the Emperor and Queen say to him today is as precious as gold.
Even if you have one more word with her, it will be a great achievement.
"I would like to ask my queen, do you know how to strengthen your mental power?"
Cang Nanyi raised her eyes and stared at him with strange eyes, and let out a faint low laugh in her throat: "Slippery brat, how did your mother make your little brain so smart?"
Of course, Balian didn't ask this question for no reason.
Mental power is a kind of magical power that all practitioners will cultivate, because whether it is to control weapons, transmit sounds, or draw talismans, mental power needs to be used.
It's just that mental power is not the main attack technique, and most of the world's elite practitioners are Talisman Masters. The knowledge of Talisman Dao that Bailian has touched is not profound. He only knows that the Talisman Masters in the world are the masters of Shifang City.
Balian was unable to summon the Bronze Gate into the present world, but every time he sensed the breath of the Bronze Gate, he relied on his mental power.
Balian has not done in-depth research on the illusory and illusory power of spiritual power, and spiritual power can be described as very thin.
If he can strengthen his mental power to a certain level, does that mean that he can use his mental power to enter the bronze door?
Communicate with the ancient gods in the sect, bestow names internally, and use word recognition techniques externally to gain authority.
After all, when he was under the Ghost Mountain and left the Bronze Gate World in a hurry, Balian only had time to give names to the Underworld Wolf, the Huaxu family and the Xihe family.
If one can enter that big world with mental power and then give it a name, the power gained will naturally be different from what it used to be.
Cang Nanyi admired Bai Lian's ability to see things very clearly and details, and he did not hesitate to give pointers.
She tapped Bailian's chest and said: "It is not necessary to practice spiritual power to practice spiritual power. There is breath between heaven and earth, and this breath is the spiritual power for thousands of living beings to practice. Even the most ordinary meditation is
You can improve your cultivation diligently, but for such an ethereal thing as mental strength, you have to rely on external objects to practice."
Balian followed her fingers and looked down at the fairy tear embedded in his collarbone on his chest, with a surprised expression.
Cangnan Yi said: "Immortal tears, tears contain the appearance of the mirror of the universe, and they are the best thing to temper your spiritual power. In addition to immortal tears, you can also find them everywhere in the world to nourish your spiritual consciousness.
of natural treasures.
As for how to sharpen your mental power, you need to 'exchange advice' with a powerful Talisman Master. You can go to places like Shifang City for more walks."
"Thank you for your advice." Balian benefited a lot from Sheng's words. In just half a day, he was like an empty sponge suddenly filled with water. He only had to laugh slowly, and naturally he had a different world.
There was a sizzling sound.
He tore off a piece of clothing again and began to draw the name of Xihe's "Zhaowu".
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Above the thousand-foot space in the abyss, the chi demon with its broken horn bleeding continuously swam quickly, covered in miasma and poisonous air, and its pair of ape's thick vertical pupils showed a violent look that could not be stopped.
The hatred of the broken horn made it want to knock over the Evergreen Pavilion, bite into pieces the smelly snake outside the pavilion and swallow it in its belly, and topple the White Camel Mountain!
"Ahem..."
At this moment, a subtle coughing sound came from the darkness.
Hearing this sound, the giant body of the Chi Demon danced like a demon, as if frozen, and suddenly stopped there, daring not to move.
In the space behind him, footsteps sounded.
The voice was very soft, but every step was like a sledgehammer hitting the Chi Demon's heart.
"Alas." Someone seemed to sigh.
A shadow stopped where the Chi Demon wandered, and then slowly crouched down, and a hand with mottled old scars poked out from the sleeve of a blue robe embroidered with goldenrod.
His hand lightly touched the miasmatic blood on the ground, put it under his lips and licked it gently.
Dirty red blood stained his lips and teeth, and the man smiled lowly, exuding a bit of cold evil energy.
His voice was lazy and no emotion could be heard: "How did you get yourself into this state?"
He stood up, came down to the Chi Demon, and caressed its broken horn with his palm. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck from his fingertips, and struck it cruelly on its head, turning the fleshy wound into a scorch black and ironed shut.
The Chi Demon roared in pain, and finally the fierce light in its eyes could no longer be suppressed. Its tail stood up and hissed, and it pounced with lust.
Without even looking at it, the man raised his arm and snapped his fingers. A silver bracelet with a faint blue luster around his wrist flickered.
A huge circle of thunder suddenly appeared between the Chi Demon's neck, and the terrifying power of thunder and lightning caused a sharp pain that cramped and ripped out the bones.
Its roaring voice instantly became exhausted, and it did not dare to make any mistakes.
The man snorted coldly, dragged the chi demon to the upside-down stone statue, and tossed it into the blood pool under the stone statue.
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