Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2077 Cultivate supernatural powers! (1 more)
Practice does not know the time.

After Ling Feng learned the cultivation method of the "Great Creation Technique", he sat in front of the mural like an old monk, and began to condense his soul eyes.

As for the cheap donkey, Xiaoqiongqi, and the sub-dragon of the underworld, they all ran out of the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, absorbing the aura of primordial beginning in the hall, and their strength continued to increase.

Fortunately, the aura of Absolute Beginning in the main hall is extremely strong, even if there are several more monster pets at once, it is more than enough to divide them up.

As for Ling Feng, he was completely immersed in the condensation of the eyes of the soul, and he was not interested in the aura of the beginning of the outside world.

The realm is only temporary, and this "Great Creation Technique" is definitely a peerless supernatural power that can reverse gods and demons.

Moreover, it is also very suitable for my supernatural power!
one day……

two days...

Three days...

……

Finally, Ling Feng opened his eyes and stared at the mural in front of him.

Buzz!

The void trembled, and the dragon and phoenix portraits in the mural suddenly disappeared, and the entire mural was blank.

But from Ling Feng's mind, there was an ethereal voice, which seemed to be a divine thought left in the mural.

"The eyes of the soul are successfully condensed, and whether they can obtain the power of creation still needs to be tested!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, practicing the "Great Creation Technique", the first step is to gather the eyes of the soul, and the second part is to acquire the power of creation.

Whether to obtain the power of creation is the key to evolve the eye of the soul into the eye of creation.

"I accept the test!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Feng immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, use your soul eyes, and re-brand the previous dragon and phoenix murals on the stone wall according to your memory. If you meet the qualified standards, you can gain the power of creation."

Rebrand the dragon and phoenix pattern just now?
The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up. With his ability to never forget, this was not a difficult task for him at all!
Not to mention him, even a warrior with slightly stronger spiritual power would not have any difficulty.

Ling Feng was recalling in his mind, and with a thought, he had already started to recall the dragon and phoenix mural just now, and the portrait of dragon and phoenix appeared in the mural at the same time.

However, what surprised Ling Feng was that the portrait of dragon and phoenix displayed on the mural was completely different from the original mural.

If the original murals are so lifelike, they seem to be able to come alive at any time.

However, the portrait drawn by Ling Feng is almost invisible, with only a little outline of dragon and phoenix.

"The soul power is initially released, so it is not qualified to create!"

The ethereal voice sounded in his mind again, and Ling Feng frowned slightly. Sure enough, it is not an easy task to obtain the power of creation.

The power of creation transforms what the mind imagines into reality.

Soul, Divine Consciousness, Divine Sense...

Ling Feng calmed down and did not rush to make a second attempt, but learned from the failure of the first attempt.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Feng tried to draw the portrait of the dragon and phoenix in his mind for the second time.

The impression in memory and the description of details are not a concept at all.

This is not an ordinary painting, but the power of spiritual consciousness, which is a process of transformation.

If you can't even convert it into the form of a picture scroll, how can you talk about giving soul and life.

Keeping his mind on, Ling Feng imagined his thoughts and turned them into a paintbrush, carefully imprinting them in the sea of ​​spirits.

As an alchemist, Ling Feng never lacked patience.

Every step, every detail, Ling Feng tried to recall as much as possible to avoid any mistakes.

But even so, for Ling Feng who has never painted, it is really difficult to keep his soul in an extremely delicate state, and to portray something!
Not long after, a trace of sweat broke out on Ling Feng's forehead.

All the mental strength in his body was tensed at one point, and he concentrated on it.

Whenever there is any mental fluctuation or soul imprint, there will be tremors, which will affect the fineness of the painting.

A full hour passed, Ling Feng bit by bit, the speed was extremely slow.

Keeping the soul in such a state for a long time is also a great loss to the source of the soul.

This is no less than the consumption caused by continuous casting of silver soul skills.

an hour!
Two hours!

Three hours!

This time, it took Ling Feng a full three hours to barely leave the imprint of a blue dragon on the mural. As for the colorful phoenix beside him, he hadn't done anything yet.

And even if it was just like this, Ling Feng felt that he had almost reached his limit.

The power of spiritual consciousness was almost completely emptied, and a needle-like tingling pain arose in the whole mind.

You know, he has a silver battle spirit, and he has also practiced secret techniques such as "Soul Separation Art". The power of divine consciousness is many times stronger than that of ordinary emperor-level warriors.

But even he couldn't fully present the dragon and phoenix images on the mural, which shows the difficulty.

If it were someone else, even if they got the practice method of this secret technique, they would never be able to practice it successfully.

"Ok!"

With a muffled groan, Ling Feng byte fell down, and the ground under his feet was already wet with sweat.

This process is really too difficult.

Ling Feng didn't think it was just a painting, but now he realized that this painting might be a hurdle that he would never be able to overcome!
"Master, how are you doing?"

Zifeng's cultivation method is different from other demon pets, as long as he dozed off, his strength would continue to improve, so he did not enter the state of sedation, and when he saw Ling Feng fall, he hurried over quickly, with a concerned expression on his face asked.

"It's okay, let me take a break!"

Ling Feng pressed his forehead. Fortunately, he had planted the Forging Qi Hunyuan Lock many times. Whether it was physical pain or soul pain, he had a considerable endurance.

"Master, your face is pale, or you should give up."

Zi Feng persuaded: "The aura in this hall can make your strength improve by leaps and bounds. Isn't this the same as improving your strength?"

"This great creation technique is the thaumaturgy of heaven and earth. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop!"

Ling Feng touched Zi Feng's little head lightly, and said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, I have my measure!"

Taking a deep breath, after a short rest, Ling Feng continued to paint the mural in the sea of ​​spirits.

It's a pity that after he exhausted all his strength and finally finished the work, the voice in his head was still indifferent.

"Soul power has a small success, so I don't have the qualifications to create it!"

Ling Feng's figure flickered, and he fell to the ground directly with his head raised.

Even so, are you not eligible?
Ling Feng felt deeply frustrated. Ever since he set foot on the cultivation path, he had opened the eyes of the emperor, and he had always been very proud of the soul path, and he had almost never suffered a disadvantage in this aspect.

Unexpectedly, he was stumped by a small mural.

(End of this chapter)