In the quiet room, Ye Mu was sitting at the table, with faint mental power fluctuations on the fingertips of his hands. As the mental power fluctuated, little bits of bright light gradually emerged.
"Buzz."
A subtle sound came out, the light became more and more dazzling, and finally formed a special mark, suspended in the air.
The seals in Ye Mu's hands changed. After the mark was formed, several more identical marks were formed.
After a few breaths, Ye Mu opened his eyes, because he felt that he had reached the limit of condensing this kind of thing for the first time. According to the book, the more people condensed for the first time, the higher the talent.
Looking at the seven marks in front of him, Ye Mu's eyes were full of surprises, this is the spiritual mark!
The spiritual seals look particularly delicate and small, but they are also very complex. They exude a kind of faintly different fluctuations originating from spiritual power. Around these spiritual seals, there seems to be spiritual energy quietly surging.
"I just don't know if the result of condensing the seven spiritual seals for the first time is good or bad?" Ye Mu murmured to himself, estimating that the condensation time should be about an hour.
"Although I really don't want to admit it, I have to say that you are really hated by others!" Ji Ba's voice sounded at the right time.
"Huh?" Ye Mu was stunned.
"Although there are not no people who can condense the seven spiritual seals for the first time, they are really very few! As far as I know, the average person who practices this way will probably only practice one seal for the first time, which is better.
There are probably only two or three."
"And there are very few people like you in my memory." Ji Ba seemed speechless.
Hearing this, Ye Mu didn't know what to say. He didn't have high hopes at first. This was really an unexpected surprise.
"Although this shows that you are quite talented in this field, if you want to become a real inscription master, it depends on your actual operation." Ji Ba reminded.
"Yeah." Ye Mu nodded repeatedly when he heard this.
He was extremely satisfied with having such a talent for condensing the spiritual seal, but the most important thing about engraving runes was the actual operation. If there was no way to control the mental power in detail, it would be impossible to inscribe runes.
Ye Mu took a deep breath, selected a rune named "Xuanzhen Pattern" among the basic runes, and began to carve it.
Carving runes usually requires a spirit pattern pen, and Ye Mu would naturally not forget this kind of thing.
Holding the spiritual pattern pen in his hand, the colorless spiritual power surged in his palm, and a faint light flickered on the tip of the pen, and a spiritual seal slowly emerged.
The golden pen tip floated in the space, tracing a clear trajectory, and then seemed to form a special energy field. The carved notes actually stayed in the space quietly, with inexplicable power surging on them.
It is the unique power of spiritual patterns.
And with Ye Mu's strokes, the spiritual seal that was originally floating in the air gradually became dim, and finally seemed to have exhausted its energy and dissipated.
"laugh."
As the spiritual seal dissipated, the strokes in Ye Mu's hand also stopped, and then the spiritual patterns that had been carved for a long time slowly dissipated.
"Hmm." Ye Mu looked at this scene thoughtfully, "It seems that the spiritual seal is not enough."
According to the book, this thing only needs a spiritual seal to be carved, but he just exhausted the power of a spiritual seal and failed to complete the "mysterious needle pattern". It seems that the book is wrong.
After all, his previous operations were extremely careful, and there was no problem with controlling his mental power. It was just that the mark was not enough.
At this thought, Ye Mu put his hands together, the fingertips shimmered, and his spiritual power slowly rippled out. Several spiritual seals were quickly formed, and an inexplicable energy field was formed. Ye Mu began to carve again.
He thought that one mark was not enough, so he would just use several marks at the same time. With such power, there was no reason why it would not succeed.
Sure enough, the energy field formed by the seven spiritual seals of power was carved several times faster than before. Seeing this, Ye Mu couldn't help but be happy with his idea.
However, just when he thought that the first spiritual pattern in his life was about to be carved, the power on the spiritual pattern pen was a little out of control, and then slowly began to vibrate. This feeling was like an energy imbalance.
, uneven control.
"Poof." After a muffled sound, the spiritual pattern that was about to take shape dissipated.
"This..." Ye Mu looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown. He was obviously in good control, why did he suddenly lose balance?
"Try to control a few spiritual seals first. As long as you control the spiritual seals well, this situation should not happen." Ji Ba's figure appeared, looking at the several seals floating in the room, he pondered.
road.
Hearing this, Ye Mu scratched his head and started to try to control the spiritual seal and balance the power according to Ji Ba's words.
Due to Ji Ba's incomplete memory, he couldn't recall much about the spirit patterns and couldn't give him any guidance. However, this statement seemed extremely reliable to Ye Mu.
Among the pile of books brought from the Treasure Pavilion, they are all about the depiction of various spiritual patterns. There are some basic introductions to this kind of basics, but those like Ye Mu who control several marks at the same time to depict a low-level spiritual pattern are
No records.
However, just because there is no record, it does not mean that there is nothing. What he can think of, how could those who are proficient in this not think of it?
And he is definitely not the only one who has encountered this situation. The fact that there is no record means that the solution is straightforward and simple. It seems that as long as he controls the spiritual seal and makes it stable and balanced, it should be suitable.
Ye Mu concentrated on controlling the spiritual seal. At first, no matter how hard Ye Mu tried, he could not balance the power within it. As time went by, he slowly mastered the method.
However, the energy field finally formed by the seven spiritual seals still could not achieve satisfactory results, so with Ye Mu's hard work and condensation, he added another seal and fought against each other. In the end, it gradually stabilized, and the power in the energy field finally stabilized.
Become peaceful.
In such condensation and control, time passed quickly. Three days had passed until Ye Mu mastered all eight spiritual marks.
Ye Mu seemed to be immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. Seeing this, Ji Ba also felt a little bored and took the book next to him and started flipping through it.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mu's tightly closed eyes opened again. A bright light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power rippled out from his palms. Then the light flickered and turned into eight spiritual marks suspended in the air.
At this time, the eight marks seemed to have spirituality. The energy between them intersected. Although they interfered with each other, they seemed extremely peaceful. Under this power, an energy field was slowly formed.
Ji Ba stood aside, his small eyes narrowed to the point of being invisible, staring closely at the spiritual imprint. He could feel that although the energy on the surface was no different from before, at this moment, the energy in it was unknown.
How much.
The energy within it increased, and what moved and surprised him the most was that this power was inexplicably reassuring.
I saw Ye Mu holding the spirit pattern pen, the tip of the pen was like flowing water, without any stagnation. The speed and smoothness were completely different from what he could compare to a few days ago.
"Buzz."
The handwriting guided by spiritual power stayed in the air, Ye Mu stopped writing, a ray of light bloomed, and a spiritual needle full of complex lines took shape.
"It's done." Ye Mu looked at the needle-shaped pattern suspended in the air with a smile on his face.
"Is this the mysterious needle pattern?" Ji Ba said in surprise.
"Yeah." Ye Mu responded.
Ji Ba held a book, looked at the mysterious needle pattern written on it, and said slowly: "The mysterious needle pattern, after being carved and inscribed on the corresponding object, can make it spiritual and produce a certain amount of attack power.
.”
Hearing this, Ye Mu took out a needle, filled it with spiritual power, and attached the mysterious needle pattern to it. The originally ordinary needle seemed to come alive.
As soon as Ye Mu thought about it, the needle started to shuttle up and down. Seeing this scene, Ji Ba also smiled and said: "Being a tailor with such skills is actually not very profitable."
Rolling his eyes at him, Ye Mu controlled the silver needle and stabbed his arm. He felt the sharp edge and a slight sting on his skin, which actually pierced the flesh.
Ye Mu was a little surprised. His physical body was now invincible in the Yin Pond Realm, but his physical body at this level was actually pierced by an ordinary silver needle engraved with spiritual patterns?
And this is just the elementary spiritual pattern. I wonder what the intermediate spiritual pattern is like?
Now he knows clearly that spirit patterns are generally divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels. Most practitioners are at this level, and those who are truly proficient in this way are said to be at the sky pattern level or even higher.
Ye Mu licked his lips. He had discovered how extraordinary this thing was, so he looked through the books, selected a few spiritual patterns, and started carving it again.
After several days of condensation and manipulation, Ye Mu has reached the ultimate level of control over his mental power. The hand holding the spirit pattern pen moves quickly, and the strokes are flowing and flowing, which is very beautiful.
"Golden Armor Pattern!"
"Ice pattern!"
"Iron sword pattern!"
"..."
Spirit patterns took shape one after another under Ye Mu's strokes. It wasn't until Ye Mu felt a little tired that he stopped. At this time, the Niwan Palace was empty except for the natal patterns.
"This thing really consumes too much mental energy." Ye Mu smiled bitterly, but although it consumed a lot of energy, he was extremely satisfied with the results in front of him, and under this portrayal, his spirit was always in a highly condensed state.
It is also very beneficial to the improvement of mental strength.
"Let me try the power of these things." Ji Ba imprinted the ice pattern on the table with great interest. The table froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally cracked with a "click".
Before the power was exhausted, it actually spread to the surroundings. In just a few breaths, the floor of the entire room was covered with ice slag, and a biting chill filled the entire room.
"Tsk tsk, it seems to be quite effective." Ji Ba said with a smile.
Ye Mu said nothing and printed one of the powerful patterns on his arm. A strong sense of power filled his arm, and he immediately punched Ji Ba in the direction.
Astonishing power roared out, and a dull voice sounded in the space. Ji Ba resisted Ye Mu's fist and chuckled: "Your current power has almost no rivals in the Yin Pond Realm. If you add this powerful pattern,
, even an ordinary Yangquan realm can’t handle it.”
"What if the power of Jin Lei Jian is added?" Ye Mu said.
"The power of low-level spiritual patterns is limited. If you use the Golden Thunder Mirror, this powerful pattern probably won't have any effect." Ji Ba sneered.
Hearing this, Ye Mu also understood that he was a little fanciful. In that state, his power was close to the peak of the Yangquan realm, and it was a bit naive to expect this low-level spiritual pattern to exert its power.