"The art of spells?" Zheng Chen was a little surprised.
In the cultivation world, everyone knows that the art of talisman is not a profound art. Among the many auxiliary techniques, although it is very commonly used, like the sword control technique, I have never heard of it.
What a superb spell.
The reason why this is so is because the spell technique is only widely used on low-level monks, but for those monks who have surpassed the Nascent Soul stage, they can arouse the power of heaven and earth with just a few moves, and their own seals can
, restriction and other spells far exceed the power of spells, so naturally they will not waste their energy on spells.
And this jade slip actually has a spell written in it, and even an expert like Duanmu Jun spent a lot of effort to see through it. This shows how deeply hidden it is, and it's not easy to imagine.
Seemingly seeing Zheng Chen's doubts, Duanmu Jun explained with a smile: "It's not that there are no advanced spells in the world of cultivation, but it is extremely rare. Therefore, all the monks in the world believe that the art of spells
Only low-level monks practice it, but in fact, this is not the case. Some spells are extremely powerful, even compared to those emperor-level seals or restrictions, but few people can.
It’s just a matter of encountering such an advanced spell technique.”
"Then the spells engraved in this jade slip are very advanced, aren't they?" Zheng Chen asked quickly.
"This talisman technique is also a fragment and is not complete. Fortunately, this fragment is the lowest stage of the complete talisman technique. You can practice it. I have sorted it out.
You only need to sink your mind into the jade slip to see. I can no longer hold on and need to return to the soul-containing jade immediately. Remember, in less than half a year, I must not return to this jade.
If you don't wake me up, you will most likely destroy this piece of spiritual jade." Duanmu Jun first explained, then made another confession, and then turned into a ray of fire, sinking into the light green jade.
There is no trace left in the soul jade.
Zheng Chen tied the soul-containing jade around his neck again. As soon as he walked out of the cave, a white light flashed before his eyes, and his shoulders suddenly felt a little heavier.
Without looking, Zheng Chen already knew that the snow-white little monster was standing on his shoulder. However, it had not been too long since he last saw this little guy, but this little guy seemed to be there again.
He has made a lot of progress, even Zheng Chen is making rapid progress now, but when the little guy rushed over just now, he couldn't catch its movement trajectory, and he felt that if the little guy attacked just now, he would have no way to avoid it, and he wouldn't even be able to avoid it.
There was no time to react, so I couldn't help but smack my lips secretly.
After taking the little guy off his shoulders and holding him in his arms, Zheng Chen saw that the little guy was stretching out two furry paws towards him with a matter-of-fact look. The meaning was self-evident.
, this is asking Zheng Chen for elixirs.
Zheng Chen felt that his head was as big as a fight, but there was nothing he could do about it. If this little guy started to attack, Zheng Chen's current strength would be absolutely unstoppable.
In order to avoid a beating, Zheng Chen had no choice but to exchange spiritual elixirs for peace and took out a few first-grade elixirs.
The little guy was not at all polite, so he put a few first-grade elixirs into his mouth, and chewed them deliciously under Zheng Chen's slightly aching gaze.
What made Zheng Chen even more speechless was that the little guy seemed to have come specifically for his elixir. After taking it, he just patted Zheng Chen on the shoulder, as if a senior master was encouraging his disciples to practice hard.
After taking the elixir, the little guy flew up in the air, hooked his paws towards Zheng Chen, and motioned for Zheng Chen to follow it.
"Did this guy find another treasure?" Zheng Chen thought in his heart, but without any hesitation, he followed the white light that had slowed down many times and went deep into the monster forest.
At present, not too long has passed since the end of the Law Research Conference. When he returned to Fuyun Peak before, he did not receive any summons. It must be that the challenges from other sects and casual cultivators have not yet arrived, and Zheng Chen is not in a hurry to return to Luoxia.
Door.
After the little guy walked for most of the day, Zheng Chen came to the shocking ravine again. In front of him was an invisible cliff, and opposite was the monster forest where powerful monsters were entrenched.
Although the seniors of the Luoxia Sect do not object to the disciples entering the Monster Forest, they have repeatedly warned everyone not to cross this ravine to the other side without authorization, nor to fall to the bottom of the cliff.
But what makes Zheng Chen depressed is that no one seems to have warned this little guy. After it arrived here, it jumped off the cliff without saying a word.
"This cliff is actually not too high. For this little guy, he won't be injured even if he jumps, let alone fall to death. However, the seniors of the sect have repeatedly said that there is great danger at the bottom of the cliff, but they have never said that he will fall to the bottom.
What's the danger? With this little guy leading the way, I guess there won't be much danger, right?"
With such thoughts and a bit of curiosity, Zheng Chen followed the little guy and jumped off the cliff.
While falling, Zheng Chen occasionally used the Falling Sword to insert into the stone wall of the cliff to slow down his falling speed. Although he could not fall as fast as the little guy, it was still much safer.
At the bottom of the cliff, there is a scene of rocks, but there are many white bones, including those of human monks and monster beasts. In the faint, it seems that the mournful cries of ghosts can be heard, making the place look a bit eerie.
The most important thing is that as soon as Zheng Chen's feet landed on the ground, he felt a sensation in his heart. Waves of warnings of danger rang out from the bottom of his heart. He frowned tightly and became even more concentrated. His eyes kept looking around, but he couldn't find it.
Where does the danger come from?
By this time, Zheng Chen was almost certain that the warning from his seniors was not groundless, nor was it deliberately intended to scare fellow disciples. There must be a great danger here for low-level monks.
However, since he had already arrived, there was absolutely no reason to retreat. Zheng Chen still followed the direction of the little guy and moved forward bravely.
After a cup of tea, Zheng Chen, led by the little guy, arrived at the edge of a small pond at the bottom of the cliff.
At the bottom of the cliff, there is no wind, even flowers and plants are extremely rare, and the existence of a small pond surrounded by rocks seems a bit strange.
However, the water in the pond is very clear and you can almost see the bottom.
On the edge of the pond, there was a blue boulder about one foot high. The little guy stopped on the boulder and kept waving his paws at Zheng Chen, gesturing for Zheng Chen to come over.
Zheng Chen walked over and saw a woman in a red gauze skirt lying under the boulder on the side facing the pond.
The surging water in the pool wetted the woman's clothes, causing the thin gauze skirt to cling tightly to the woman's body, revealing the woman's graceful figure.
