Mo Wen looked at the five spiritual stones that had turned into powder with some surprise. This situation only showed one problem, that is, this formation was extremely advanced and required an extremely large amount of energy to operate.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. Mo Wen didn't dare to try again. He had a lot of first-level spiritual stones, but he didn't have any extra second-level spiritual stones to waste. It was okay to start it. If it failed, there would be no place to cry. So.
Judging from the reaction of this formation, third-level spiritual stones are not safe, and at least fourth-level spiritual stones may be needed!
After thinking for a while, Mo Wen took out an unused jade slip, erased the spiritual brand inside, and then used his sword consciousness to imprint the large formation on the stone platform.
After walking past the stone platform, Mo Wen was surprised to find a complete skeleton on the other side of the stone platform. The skeleton was leaning against the other side of the stone platform, so Mo Wen didn't notice it when he climbed onto the stone platform from the other side.
Seeing this skeleton, Mo Wen finally showed a hint of joy on his face, because there was a spiritual sword stuck in the hand of the skeleton. Most of the sword's body was submerged in the floor of the hall, leaving only the hilt and a small part of the sword exposed.
On the outside, there is a dim metallic luster, and a faint spirituality is looming inside.
Mo Wen stood in front of the skeleton, took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his right hand to hold the sword hilt. A faint chill flowed down his arm and into his heart.
Under the tug of that trace of spirituality, Mo Wen's mind was shaken violently, and he was brought into an infinite void. He was surrounded by black, unable to see or hear, as if all his feelings had disappeared, and his mind
It seems to be merged with this nothingness, and it seems to be melted by the nothingness, and the whole soul is empty.
I don't know how long it took, but a loud noise suddenly sounded in this empty world, as if the world was created and the first sound was born between heaven and earth.
Om——
The majestic voice made a huge roar in Mo Wen's mind, and his mind that was originally in a state of confusion immediately regained its clarity. The sea of soul consciousness seemed to have been cleaned and sorted out, and the sword consciousness was filled with an indescribable sense of fulfillment and comfort. Even
Some minor injuries caused by the multiple use of Yuanling to collide were quickly healed by this sound.
The sound gradually faded away, and Mo Wen's mind also broke away from that ray of spirituality. He carefully recalled the sound and savored the feeling.
After a long time, Mo Wen used his strength to pull out the spiritual sword. He bowed respectfully to the skeleton.
This harvest should be the biggest since he achieved the sword body, because what he obtained this time was not a supreme sword technique, nor a mysterious secret method, but a secret sound that can cultivate the mind and spirit!
The secret sound of the word "Om"!
This secret sound is not a sound in the simple sense, but the sound of the soul. It is imagined by one's own mind. Its mystery can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. If he passes this secret sound to others, Mo Wen is afraid that it will not be possible at all.
Don't know how to pass it on.
Stroking the blade of the sword, Mo Wen felt a little excited.
This is a dark blue spiritual sword with a slightly wider blade. There are no scars on the sword body, but the spiritual power has been lost. The last ray of spirituality has been absorbed by Mo Wen, leaving only an empty shell. But this empty shell
It is still extraordinary, and in terms of hardness, it is probably even better than the Bingyun Sword, because although the Bingyun Sword still has spiritual power, its body is seriously damaged, and it almost relies on that little spiritual power to survive, while this sword has
There was no trauma and the internal structure was intact.
Mo Wen was very satisfied with this sword. It could be said that it was tailor-made for him, because he himself was the body of the sword. Using other spiritual swords would cause conflicts with the spirit of the spiritual sword, and this spiritual sword contained within it.
There is no spirituality left, and it is suitable for your own use. It is equivalent to an extension of your own body. And this extension is many times harder than your own body. After all, its structure is a genuine third-order!
"So your name is Blue Star."
Mo Wen saw the two ancient characters engraved on the hilt of the sword, which were the two characters "Blue Star".
Putting the Blue Star Sword into the sword pouch with his backhand, Mo Wen took a deep breath. Ever since he achieved the sword body, he would give himself a surprise every time he found the Ancient Spirit Broken Sword. First it was Xiao Hei, from where he got the "Leng Yue"
"Sword Style, then Bingyun Sword, from where I got the "Qingyun Step", this time it was the secret sound of the word "Om". I wonder what it will be next time? Mo Wen couldn't help but be full of expectations.
After that, Mo Wen carefully searched every inch of the hall, and could no longer find anything superfluous. There was only the starry sky-like dome above his head and the complicated and mysterious lines at his feet like a chessboard.
Mo Wen really didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed. He originally hoped to find a way to leave in this hall, but now it seems that there is no hope at all.
Walking out of the main hall, the restrictions outside the main hall have completely disappeared, completely wiped out by the battle between the mysterious woman in white and the Four Sword Spirits. The restrictions here should exist independently of the main mountain guard formation, so they cannot be restored automatically after being destroyed. In Turtle
On the torn floor of the square, Mo Wen found his sword pouch. Fortunately, the sword pouch was a third-level top-grade item. The space inside was extremely stable. It was not seriously affected by the aftermath of that level of impact, and the items inside were all intact.
Lossless.
After picking up the sword bag, Mo Wen returned to the main hall. This time, all escape routes were truly cut off. He could only use the last and stupidest method to learn the forbidden formation from scratch and use his own ability to break the forbidden formation. This process required a lot of time.
How long it would take, how long it would take, was hard to estimate, it could be a few years, it could be decades, but there was nothing he could do.
Turning all his complaints and anxiety into motivation, Mo Wen began to learn the Forbidden Formation.
Starting from the most basic knowledge of the Forbidden Formation, Mo Wen continued to read one jade slip after another. His powerful mind power worked. Originally, his mind power was biased towards calculation and deduction, but his strength grew too fast and
There was no room for him to show off his ability in that area as he was constantly jumping through levels and challenges. Now that he calmed down and studied the Forbidden Formation, his talents in this area were brought into full play, and some basic knowledge of the Forbidden Formation was quickly absorbed and mastered by him.
The jade slips that Lan provided him with about the Forbidden Formation were very rich in content, covering various attributes, and even rare mixed attributes. For a while, Mo Wen studied selflessly in the hall, forgetting the time outside, and only knew
Study hard.
I don't know how much time had passed, but Mo Wen felt dizzy and tingling in his brain. This was a sign of mental exhaustion. To learn the Forbidden Formation, you have to constantly calculate and deduce with your mind, which consumes a huge amount of mental energy.
So Mo Wen stopped studying, closed his eyes and meditated on the secret sound of the word "Om", and soon there was a roar in his mind, like the original sound that created the world. The roar kept purifying the soul, and also
Tempering the Yuan Ling in the sea of consciousness, the sword consciousness grows at an extremely slow speed and becomes more pure.
Om——
Om——
Om——
The secret sound kept roaring in his mind, and finally became a continuous rumble of thunder. Mo Wen's mind was completely immersed in the training of this thunder, and his mental fatigue was quickly washed away.
After recovering mentally, Mo Wen was about to stop meditating on the secret sound of the word "Om", but at this moment the change suddenly increased. Suddenly, a mysterious force from the outside caused the resonance of the sound of the word "Om", and a terrifying suction force descended.
Mo Wen's body pulled all his mind out at once, and he fell towards an unknown space!
When his mind regained its senses and calmed down, he found that he was already in a wonderful space. Under his feet was the ground composed of lines, and there were shining stars all around, as if he could reach out and reach for the stars.
.
"hand?"
Mo Wen raised a hand and suddenly discovered that he actually had a "hand"! You must know that he is just a bunch of thoughts and ideas. In addition to being able to manifest freely in his own sea of consciousness, it is impossible to manifest it outside.
Take form.
Where is this place? Mo Wen looked around and found that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar. An idea flashed in his mind. Isn't this the "chessboard" of the starry sky dome and floor of the main hall? It's just that the "starry sky" and "chessboard" in front of him are more vivid.
, and the main hall also disappeared without a trace.
How did you end up in a place like this? Thinking of the scene where you were dragged here just now, could it be because of the secret sound of the word "Om"?
Mo Wen tried to stretch out a hand to grab a star point of light beside him, and his palm penetrated it without any hindrance. He didn't know whether it was because Mo Wen was not feeling well or because the star point was not an entity.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Wen tried to walk. His body seemed to float forward without any force, as if he was alone in a place without air and gravity. Thinking about walking forward, his body moved forward quickly.
The speed of floating is so fast that it cannot be judged by reason. It seems that wherever one wants to go, one's body will appear there.
After drifting forward for about half an hour, Mo Wen had to stop. This space seemed to have no end. His half-an-hour drift was enough to circle the entire Zhao border several times based on the distance in real space.
But here, the surrounding scenery has not changed at all, and the starry sky chessboard remains the same.
After staring at the chessboard in the starry sky and thinking for a moment, Mo Wen silently recited the sound of the word "Om".
boom--
Finally reacting, the stars twinkled and the chessboard shook. Mo Wen was in a trance for a while, and a suction force came again. When he regained consciousness again, he had returned to his body.
After checking that his body was not missing any parts, Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
"What happened to you? Why did I just feel that you disappeared for a moment." Lan felt a mental wave.
"I was just...wait! You said I disappeared for a moment?" Mo Wen said a little excitedly.
"Yes, I felt like you disappeared from this space just now, and then returned to normal in just a blink of an eye. The feeling just now was very strange. Your body and soul were both here, but you couldn't feel the fluctuations in your mind.
."
"A moment! A moment!" Mo Wen could no longer hear Lan's words. His mind was filled with "a moment" and his heart was filled with ecstasy.
"What's wrong with you?" Lan asked strangely, somewhat confused as to why he went insane in just a short moment.
Mo Wen looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Lan! We are saved! We will be able to get out soon!" dd