Wonderland

Chapter 189 Qingyan Linghuo
The spirit grass grows in the spirit wood space for one year, which is equivalent to forty to fifty years in the outside world. Xiao Lin is very sure that the purple spirit flower in front of him was just planted three years ago.

But now it has grown to the medicinal effect of nearly 300 years, which shows that the growth acceleration factor of the spirit grass in the spirit wood space has reached an astonishing hundred times.

Xiao Lin was stunned by this discovery, but also ecstatic in his heart. Of course, he knew very well what it meant.

At this time, Xiao Lin also noticed that the Five Elements Spirit Grass that had been planted had already grown more than two stubbles. If he hadn’t used stone slabs to separate the spiritual fields, the Five Elements Spirit Grass would have already spread out, and the growth would probably only More.

At this time, Xiao Lin also noticed that the four-leaf grass that he got from the enchanting woman back then began to bear fruit after reaching an astonishing 500 years of medicinal age, which made Xiao Lin finally understand the meaning of this plant. The small grass turned out to be an extremely rare fourth-order spiritual grass.

As for the "Eternal Fruit", after growing to the limit, it is already ripe, and another piece has grown, and there are more than a dozen of them with purple-red fruits hanging on them, exuding a tangy fragrance.

After inspecting all the spiritual grasses, Xiao Lin organized another spiritual field with surprise on his face, and transplanted a part of the Five Elements Spiritual Grass, and mainly transplanted the water attribute Five Elements Spiritual Grass that matched his own attributes.

After doing all this, Xiao Lin took out the "Qingyan Baozhuan" from the storage bag next to the sapling, and then pinched his fingers and flicked it towards one of the two young leaves.

But before Xiao Lin touched the sapling with his fingers, his eyes went dark. The next moment, when he opened his eyes in horror and saw everything in front of him, he found himself back in the cave again.

Xiao Lin was speechless all of a sudden, knowing that he was disgusted by that little sapling, so he threw him out without waiting for him to bounce past.

After learning about the changes in the spirit wood space, Xiao Lin was in a good mood. In this way, the water spirit pills that were somewhat stretched before can be supplied in sufficient quantities. Qi Hanyan Jue" added a bit of confidence.

Holding the shiny silver metal sheet in his hand, Xiao Lin carefully recited the mantra and heart method recorded in the "Qingyan Baozhuan" again, then he put the metal sheet into the storage bag, closed his eyes, and carefully comprehended stand up.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Lin's hands started to move, holding weird magic arts with both hands, and kept changing, until finally he hung his hands on his legs in front of him again.

At this time, from Xiao Lin's body, light green auras emanated, enveloping Xiao Lin in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Xiao Lin also showed pain on his face. In the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, the pure and cold mana kept spinning, forming a cyclone. The speed of the cyclone was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye. Keep spinning.

The magic power in Xiao Lin's body was also constantly being compressed. After an unknown period of time, there was only a fist-sized cyclone in the center of Xiao Lin's dantian, while the rest of it was empty.

At this time, Xiao Lin's eyebrows flashed, and a cyan flame the size of a fingernail flew out suddenly. After circling around Xiao Lin for a while, it wobbled and fell towards Xiao Lin's dantian again.

This cyan flame directly passed through Xiao Lin's body, entered the dantian, and fell into the constantly rotating cyclone.

"Puchi." The moment the blue flame fell into the dantian cyclone, a burst of blue flame suddenly ignited.

Xiao Lin's face suddenly became pale and bloodless, and at the same time, a terrifying cold air spread, and along with Xiao Lin's body surface burned a faint blue flame, and the floor and walls of the secret room all condensed thick emerald green. ice.

Xiao Lin's painful face showed a strange look of joy. He pinched the magic arts with both hands, changing constantly, and the flames in the dantian also began to converge after a sudden rise.

Xiao Lin hurriedly threw a water elixir into his mouth, which turned into streams of pure spiritual power and entered the meridians of his whole body. The almost dry dantian was injected with mana again, and in the center of the sea of ​​qi in the dantian, it was still burning A blue flame was beating and burning.

After a long sigh of relief, Xiao Lin opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.

The Qingyan Spiritual Fire was finally refined, although it was only the first step, and the Qingyan Spiritual Fire was still very weak, but after this crucial step, the subsequent cultivation would be relatively much easier.

After the Qingyan spiritual fire was condensed, Xiao Lin was not in a hurry to temper and strengthen the spiritual fire. What he had to do now was to practice the "Xuan Qi Cold Flame Art" for the first time to temper mana.

Xiao Lin started the boring days of alchemy and cultivation again.

After spending more than two months refining dozens of bottles of water elixir, Xiao Lin retreated again and began to practice the "Xuan Qi Cold Flame Art".

A year later, Xiao Lin finally finished tempering his dantian's mana. Although this process was painful, the benefits were obvious after the tempering was completed. His mana was at least [-]% more than when he first established the foundation.

The "Xuan-Qi Cold Flame Jue" is also the same as the Dry Water Sutra, divided into ten layers. After completing a tempering of mana, Xiao Lin can be considered to have entered the second layer of the "Xuan-Qi Cold Flame Jue", although his realm is still stagnant. In the early stage of foundation establishment, but the mana is already [-]% more than that of ordinary early stage foundation monks.

And with the improvement of mana, Xiao Lin's "Blue Flame Spirit Fire" was condensed again, and after condensing, he could already release his body to attack the enemy.

Sitting cross-legged in the secret room, Xiao Lin looked at the cyan flame on his palm, with surprise on his face. This cyan flame seemed to be very weak, but Xiao Lin could feel the terrifying energy contained in it .

With a slight movement in his heart, Xiao Lin gently popped out a blue flame the size of a thumb, and the flame tremblingly flew towards the wall of the secret room.

The moment it touched the wall, a piece of solid ice the size of a foot appeared on that wall, and then with a "click", a large piece of that wall shattered, and a piece of ice the size of a foot appeared. There is a small hole two feet deep.

Xiao Lin couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. It was because he had driven a little of the power of the Qingyan Spiritual Fire to possess such power, and Xiao Lin knew very well that the main function of the Qingyan Spiritual Fire was to assist.

He patted the pouch at his waist, and the Seven Blades appeared in his hand with a flashing green light, and a little of the "Qingyan Linghuo" power from his dantian was injected into the Seven Blades.

The shimmering green light on the surface of the Seven Blades was suddenly entrained with a layer of faint cyan, which cannot be seen at all if you don't look carefully.

Xiao Lin lightly threw the Seven Blades, and the Seven Blades immediately turned into a green light and pierced directly into the wall. At the moment of piercing, a layer of solid ice spread directly from the wall, "Bang" , the rocks within a three-foot range around Qi Ren Zhan turned into powder, and scattered all over the ground without a sound.

After losing its support, the Seven Blades Slashed slightly, and flew in front of Xiao Lin again, circling non-stop.

"What a domineering flame." Xiao Lin exclaimed.

After seeing the power of the Qingyan Spiritual Fire, Xiao Lin understood that an ordinary magic weapon, even a top-grade magic weapon, would not be able to last a cup of tea under the burning of the Qingyan Spiritual Fire, and would be destroyed by the Qingyan Spiritual Fire. The power of the extreme cold was frozen and cracked.

If the Seven Blades Slash hadn't been contaminated with its own mana, thereby avoiding the damage of the Qingyan Spirit Fire, it probably wouldn't last long.

This made Xiao Lin very happy. After condensing the Qingyan Spiritual Fire, his combat power was undoubtedly greatly improved.

But after a moment of joy, Xiao Lin showed a little depression on his face again. After practicing the "Xuan Qi Cold Flame Jue", because the magic power in his body has been transformed into "Xuan Qi", the nature of Xuan Qi is Yin and cold. Come on, using this "Xuan Qi" imperial envoy's big fireball technique, although its power is still good, it is completely inferior to the big fireball technique cast by a monk who has practiced normal skills.

Since his self-cultivation, the attack methods he has relied on are, firstly, a few magic weapons, and secondly, this elementary fireball technique. If he is asked to give up the big fireball technique, he is really reluctant.

Besides, after the establishment of the foundation, Xiao Lin's lifespan has skyrocketed to more than 200 years, which is enough for him to practice a few basic spells to the Dzogchen.

As for the big fireball technique known for its sharp attack, it is naturally Xiao Lin's trump card, but after practicing the "Xuan Qi Cold Flame Art", the power of the big fireball technique is not satisfactory to him.

"The Qingyan Baozhuan records that the Qingyan Spirit Fire can not only be attached to the magic weapon to increase the power of the magic weapon, but also can be fused with spells to increase the power of the spell. I wonder if this Qingyan Spirit Fire can be fused with the Great Fireball Technique?" Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of the introduction about the use of Qingyan Spirit Fire in Qingyan Baozhuan.

If I can really integrate the Qingyan Spirit Fire into the big fireball technique, and use the big fireball to attack the enemy, I think the power can be improved a lot.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin closed his eyes again.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a boundless darkness, but in this darkness, there are a few light spots floating.

These light spots are the spells practiced by Xiao Lin, and one of them presents a ball of flames, and around the flames, there is also a string of nine small fireballs shining, exuding a scorching breath.

Transformed by spiritual consciousness, Xiao Lin came to the side of the flame imprint, stared at the flame imprint of the big fireball technique, with a look of hesitation on his face, and he kept muttering in his heart, "I don't know what is said about Qingyan in this Qingyan seal. Is the introduction of Spirit Fire reliable?"

"If the two can be fused, it is naturally a happy event. If they can't be fused, there will be a situation where attributes conflict, and if something unexpected happens, won't I just go crazy?"

Xiao Lin's face was cloudy and cloudy, and it seemed difficult to choose between the two, but if he couldn't integrate them, after he had practiced the "Xuan Qi Cold Flame Art" and the power of the Great Fireball Art was greatly reduced, this spell would be somewhat weak. It's tasteless.

And in order to cultivate this elementary spell to Dzogchen, how much hardship I have put in, all the hard work, and only I know it, let Xiao Lin give up this elementary spell, and I am really unwilling.

(End of this chapter)