Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 102 Condensation and Burning

The invisible and intangible mental power was shrunk in the mud ball, the palace gate was closed tightly, and Chen Yu pulled out a wisp.

Compared with qi, the spiritual power controlled by the summoning technique is undoubtedly more suitable for experimentation.

It's just that it can't be in the brain area, he is worried that something will go wrong.

Close your eyes, after a long time, a wisp of silver ash overflowed.Came to the outside world, the next moment a violent wind blows, bleak to the bone, and an indescribable sting comes from the spirit.

As if there was a hissing sound, Chen Yu frowned. From his perspective, this mental power began to dissipate, and the speed was not slow, and it was about to disappear completely with the wind.

Everything is expected, for spiritual power, the outside world and the inside are completely different worlds.

Once the spiritual power that can linger and train in the body comes out, it will be like being blown by the wind from the nine heavens, and the weak candle will be extinguished.

Standing on the outside, it won't take long for it to collapse.

But he didn't stop, and continued to extract spirits from the Niwan and inject them into it, struggling to maintain it.

Half a foot above the shoulders, the invisible silver cluster swelled up, and the spiritual power on the outer layer quickly disappeared, rising and falling non-stop, transpiring, looking like fog.

After observing for a long time, Chen Yu finally sighed. The external "tempering" did not make the mental power stronger. Although the time of staying was increasing, it was because of his continuous injection, and the spirit itself was still fragile. Blow it away.

In this way, it becomes a waste of energy for nothing.

It's useless.

With a long breath of relief, he settled down.Putting aside all kinds of distracting thoughts, the mood calmed down very quickly after the meditation, and it didn't take long to recover.

Since the effectiveness of the Lanting Divine Fruit has been greatly reduced, there is no way to temper the spirit, and now he can expect the failure of the attempt.

"continue."

I just tried it out by the way, it doesn't matter if I gain or not.

Furthermore, at least it has been verified that mental power cannot become stronger with frustration.

Immediately, the silver cluster on the shoulders was stirred, and more majestic spirits gushed out and surged in it.

Several strands converged and slowly spun.

At a certain moment, the silver group swelled to the limit, trembling as if it was about to boil.Chen Yu's complexion changed suddenly, his footwork moved in an instant, and he dodged aside.

[boom! ]
Behind him, a silent explosion exploded violently, a silver air wave was set off on the open space, and a mottled halo shining with the afterglow shot up into the sky, and the smoke and mist gathered densely.

"..."

After a while, Chen Yu turned back to his original position, sensing his surroundings, and confirmed that all the spirits had dissipated.

Recalling the scene just now, even he himself couldn't help being speechless. If this thing was thrown on an ordinary warrior, it would probably directly shock the opponent's eyes and foam at the mouth.

The mental power squeezed to the limit exploded instantly, and the power was indeed not small.But if it doesn't work, the condensing process is too time-consuming, so you have to concentrate, otherwise you may blow yourself up before throwing it out.

After squatting down, Chen Yu condensed again, but there was still a burst. Fortunately, he didn't use much mental power, and he hid quickly without falling on his body.

……

In the evening, I dragged my tired spirit back to the temple.

Take a wooden basin and pour all the fish and crabs in the basket into it, splashing splashes, and greedily swallowing water when the long drought meets nectar.

After returning from Luoxiayan, Chen Yu was dizzy, and there were light blood stains on his clothes.

He lowered his head and glanced, pulled up his shirt, and could clearly see a few bloodstains, he shook his head, and went to the back room to change into a clean suit.

When he was on the top of the mountain, he not only tried to condense his mental power into a spiral outside his body, so as to achieve the compression effect.Also tried some other ideas.

The first is mental strength. Compared with the outside body, it is indeed much easier inside the body.

With a sinking mind, I saw in a haze, somewhere outside the Niwan Palace, a round of small whirlpools pulled the spiritual power floating out of the surroundings and slowly rotated.

Don't dare to be too fast, too fast will not be stable, it will explode.

And the surrounding mental power gathered in it, and was expelled in the continuous squeezing, stretching up and down along the slender lines, and finally was pulled into the vortex again when it quietly dissipated.

The cycle goes back and forth, being cultivated and strengthened.

As far as the moment is concerned, this spiritual vortex undoubtedly cannot be regarded as a success, because the effect is very small.He rotated more than 260 times, but it was not worth the effect of a blue court fruit.

But today's mental power is much stronger than before after all, and the Lanting Divine Fruit is no longer effective, and the method that is not a solution is as slow as a tortoise, but it is more durable and does not require external objects as consumption.Barely achieved the goal.

As for the price...

Chen Yu glanced at the empty Niwan Palace, with a tingling pain between his brows.Dozens of trials not only exhausted his mental power, but also shocked his consciousness. Especially in the middle of one run, he ran half a step slower and was almost collapsed by his own mental power.

Now, the vortex is floating quietly, refining the little spiritual power that only floats sporadically outside.That's why he didn't directly stuff one into the Niwan Palace.

Because there is nothing to turn, it can't turn at all.

"good."

This attempt allowed him to find a sustainable way to refine his spiritual power.At last it was not in vain.

As for the bloodstains on his body, this was another brain hole.

……

"Eat some peach blossoms to replenish blood."

Standing under the peach tree, Chen Yu raised his hand and picked a few pink petals and fed them to his mouth.

hiss--

The familiar bitter taste overflowed, and the heat flowed, and he could feel that the holes in his body that were blasted by [Qi Xuan] were healing.

It is said to be a hole, but it is actually just some wounds left by the ablation of the proliferating bruised flesh, sticking to the lower abdomen area, and it is being filled at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

"Hey, the film is still there."

The thin fleshy film sticks to the flesh and blood, and has no other effect. I thought it would disappear with the recovery, but I didn't want it to still exist.

It's a pity that the cohesion of energy rotation failed.

After the success of the mental vortex, he set his sights on the qi, but the result was not satisfactory. Although the qi vortex that burst suddenly was not as violent as the spiritual power, it was scattered on the flesh and blood, and many of them penetrated into the acupuncture points, causing misfortune.

Fortunately, he had experience before and had a plan in advance, so he responded in a timely manner. Except for some internal injuries and blood oozing out of the skin membrane, no major mistakes were caused.

After dinner, Chen Yu sat in the courtyard on a chair.

The fish and crabs were placed in the water tank at the door, and some of them had no air intake. He mixed them together and stewed a pot of fresh soup. He just cleaned up the dishes.

The taste of pure wild crucian carp is really not bad, especially the milky white soup, even if it is not seasoned with too many spices, it is still a delicious delicacy.

While reminiscing, he turned the pages of the book, scanning the scrolls with his eyes, concentrating the aperture, converging, and forming a pulse...all of them have been tried, except for a small vortex that he managed to force with his mental strength, everything else failed.

He thought, it is rumored that the Taoist scriptures of the sages of the Taoist sect contain the supreme principles of heaven, and there are many myths. Will it be miraculous if they are recorded?
Concentrating on calming the mind, he came to the Niwan again.

After a few hours, with the psychic liquid as a base, the mental power has recovered by at least [-]%.He draws his mind to compose and describe in his brain, and traces the scrolls.

[Tao can be very Tao, name can be very famous...]
First, the famous five thousand words of Lao Tzu, this famous scripture in his previous life was silently written by him and engraved in the spiritual realm.

The mental power exudes a silver-gray light color, and the restraint does not disperse.

But soon he stopped, because he couldn't remember everything, including the most familiar Chapter 1, and only wrote one-third of it intermittently in the end, scattered and fragmented.

[...The god of the valley is immortal, it is called the mysterious female...]
The first line was already on the verge of collapse, but there was no miraculous inspiration, let alone a sudden burst of immeasurable light, or the Taoist ancestor showing his true body.

It swayed in front of his eyes for a moment, and finally the characters became blurred and dispersed silently, rippling in the Niwan Palace.

"Try the Taoism of this world again."

In the end, he chose an ancient scripture from thousands of years ago, which was regarded as the most holy by Taoists.

But... still useless.

Chen Yu tried engraving Qi-gathering and exhalation techniques and body-cultivating scriptures in turn.Still useless.Run the spirit again, no longer write, but paint.

Inner view map, five birds map, visualization map, gods and demons map...

Even in the end, even the meridian map of martial arts training was picked up, but it failed to show the slightest strangeness.

That's it!

Chen Yu, who had exhausted his mental power again, stood up and stopped today's groping.

It's not early, the night is cool, and I have to go to bed after practicing the evening exercises again.Looking at it like this, it is estimated that it is not possible to inscribe the text of the picture record, at least the Taoist scriptures of the two worlds do not have this extraordinary ability.

(End of this chapter)