Ghosts, Immortals, Buddhas, Demons, Demons

The six small arts are the existence of inheritance, and it is a magical method for the inheritors to resist the doom before the golden core is not formed.Spells have nothing to do with practicing Dao, but they are extremely important. Among them, the magic soul search technique is an important means for Ling Xuan to obtain information in another world.

And if it weren't for the cultivation method of the Buddhist golden body, Ling Xuan would not be able to use the ice origin of the ice soul to cultivate the ice and snow glazed body.

The wings of angels in the divine way, the refining of zombies in the ghost way, the art of making talismans in the immortal way, and the secret refining of outer pills in the demon way, Ling Xuan thought of the art of making talismans.There are only three methods of making talisman paper in the white jade talisman: the golden armor talisman, the divine sky thunder talisman, and the mustard seed talisman.

Talisman paper, placed in the magic world, can actually be regarded as a one-time magic scroll!

If you want to make talisman paper, you must have a certain strength of spiritual consciousness and a certain amount of mana. You must draw a magic circle on the paper, which can attract natural energy or produce special lines of some effect. In addition, you must have some basic materials.

The materials used for the symbols are mostly cinnabar, red nitrate, and yellow paper, but Ling Xuan did not.He asked Meltina to take off a few pieces of smooth bark and peel them into thin slices to use as yellow paper. Naturally, there is something to replace cinnabar, which is Tongzimei.

Tongzimei in the art of spells actually refers to virgin blood, which contains rich yang energy, which can arouse the aura of heaven and earth, and can deter ghosts and gods.Ling Xuan's mysterious ice spirit body is mainly transformed by pure Yang Xueyan, and what he possesses can be regarded as spiritual blood.

Taking a branch, Ling Xuan prepared to draw a talisman. Drawing a talisman actually consumes a lot of mana, which is equivalent to predicting part of the combat power and waiting to use it in future battles.

Talisman paper has nothing to do with practice, blindly greedy for the power of talisman paper, causing dependence will affect practice instead.

He was only going to draw a few pieces, which would trigger the lightning strikes. If he drew too many, his spiritual consciousness and mana would be consumed too much, and he could not recover in a day.As for the other two types, the Golden Armored Soldier Talisman and the Nawu Mustard Seed Talisman, they consume more energy and are not suitable for painting now.

Using a tree branch as a pen, bark as paper, and spiritual blood as cinnabar is special enough, but it can't be helped.In the gray valley, this dark forest is very barren, and all the elf women even wear bark and vines.

In the forest, the only thing that can be called a treasure is the fountain of life, but it will not have any effect on other races except elves.

Only elves after the age of 16 can conceive after drinking the fountain of life!

The stone of life soaked in the fountain of life is the most precious thing of the dark elves, and it is related to the continuation of the race.Ling Xuan didn't ask for that gemstone, and didn't even ask to take a look, but put all his attention on the talisman paper.

The branch was dipped in spiritual blood, Ling Xuan used his spiritual consciousness as a guide, poured mana into it, and concentrated on drawing patterns on the talisman paper.

The real fairy talisman is not so easy to draw. Ling Xuan's movement of drawing the talisman is extremely slow, and Milu, who is staring at it from the side, even feels like he has become an immobile statue.

After more than an hour like this, complex patterns gradually appeared on the bark, and it was almost finished.Ling Xuan, who was extremely tired, felt relieved, and the bark of the tree suddenly lit up with a red light, and just heard a sound of "Peng", and it exploded directly.

The branches in Ling Xuan's hands were all blasted into coke.

"Depend on!"

He almost succeeded, but failed in the end. Ling Xuan was immediately annoyed. Although there was no real yellow paper and cinnabar, the bark of the home tree was full of spiritual energy. The spiritual blood was far more useful than cinnabar, and the difficulty of drawing symbols would be reduced. , unexpectedly this also fails.

Milu rested her chin on her hands, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ling Xuan, her ears were red.

This young man saved her. He knows martial arts, spells, and refining magic equipment. He can even make scrolls—just using bark and blood, he can make scrolls. Even the great alchemist in the Emerald Forest can't do it. .

Originally, she suspected that Ling Xuan made the magic scroll to brag, but now the energy fluctuations when the bark exploded undoubtedly showed that it was an out-and-out magic scroll.

In her heart, this "Brother Ling" is simply omnipotent.

After resting for a while and recovering the consumption of spiritual consciousness, Ling Xuan started to draw symbols again. After a failure, the speed was a little faster this time, and it took an hour to finally use the spell to "collect symbols".

Ling Xuan calmed down, and secretly chanted the mantra:

"Heavenly thunder is faint, the gods are rumbling, the social order is thunderous, and thunderbolts are crisscrossing. When the thunder strikes, kill the demons. There is an order to implement it urgently!"

"Shenxiao Tianlei Talisman, Ning!"

With the chanting of the incantation, crackling electric arcs suddenly appeared on the talisman paper, and the arcs jumped continuously on the bark talisman paper, converging together, forming a Chinese character "雷" that seemed to be an ancient seal character, covering on the bark surface.

The lightning disappeared, and he held the palm-sized "talisman paper" with complex patterns in his hand. Ling Xuan was extremely satisfied. The divine sky thunder talisman could be activated by infusing spiritual consciousness, and the immortal talisman was extremely powerful!

According to the predetermined plan, he drew a total of three Shenxiao Tianlei Talismans, and then he could only sit in meditation to cultivate.At noon the next day, the head of the dark elves, Meltina, came to this temporary tree house.

Her gaze fell on the three pieces of bark on the table. The bark had dark red patterns and faint current fluctuations, and she couldn't help being surprised.There are no precious materials, only bark and blood, and the scroll is actually drawn?

What kind of existence is this man who looks like a human being and an elf at the same time?Even a magister who specializes in making scrolls may not be able to make scrolls with such crude materials.

Deep curiosity welled up in Meltina's heart, but she didn't ask, but said lightly: "My lord, it's almost time for the abyss octopus to accept the sacrifice."

"I see."

Ling Xuan was wearing a black gold robe, put the three talisman papers into the robe, stood up, and followed Meltina towards the Amber Lake.

The home tree of the dark elves is the Amber Lake a kilometer away. The dark elves living on the tree are silently watching Ling Xuan.Decades of tragic experience made these elves become taciturn, but when they saw Ling Xuan walking towards the lake, some elves still showed some hopeful looks in their eyes.

"Stop here, I'll go by myself."

"Brother Ling..."

"Lord Lord, please be careful."

Milu's face was full of worry. After all, there was a demon lord in the lake.

Regardless of the Mana Continent or the Abyssal Demon Realm, a demon lord who rules a region is no small person.On the Mana Continent, demon lords are at the level of super monsters and ordinary dragons. Sword masters and magisters are also at the same level, but their combat power will be stronger.

The little elf princess has the blood of an iridescent elf, and can be regarded as a genius among elves.The patriarch of the dark elves has reached the level of a great magician in dark magic, but for them, the demon lord is still a terrifying powerhouse that they cannot fight against.

Lingxuan sacrificed to refine the magic weapon of his life, and he gained hundreds of years of mana at once, and relying on mana and ice soul, he cultivated an ice and snow glazed body, otherwise, if he practiced slowly, he didn't know how long it would take to have the strength of a lord!

In fact, if the dark elves put all their strength into the clan, they might not be able to kill a demon lord, but the loss of the clan was too great, especially the giant octopus in the abyss. With Amber Lake as its main field, once it entered the water, there was no way to chase it down.

Ling Xuan was standing by the lake, and the honeydew in the distance couldn't help but grip her heart tightly. About 10 minutes later, she saw a black tentacle suddenly piercing through the lake water and shooting towards Ling Xuan, she couldn't help it. There was an exclamation of "ah".

The tentacles piercing out of the lake, the part exposed to the water, is 30 meters long. The piercing speed is fast and the power is strong enough to penetrate the chest of the prey with one blow, and after killing it, it will be swept into the water!

Lingxuan's spiritual consciousness clearly sensed the approach of the octopus from the underwater abyss, and he even visualized the appearance of a demon: the main body is a meat ball with a diameter of about four meters. Hundreds of meat balls have grown, each of which has Tentacles 50 meters long.

The body moved back to avoid the tentacles, and at the same time a icy cold light sword energy shot out from the fingers, and when the tentacles penetrated deeply into the ground like piercing tofu, the white ice light also shot on the tentacles.

"Bah!"

When the sword qi shot, only a bloody hole was blown out, and it failed to penetrate the tentacles that were only ten centimeters thick. Ling Xuan's expression froze slightly. From this, it can be seen that the strength of the tentacles is already higher than that of rocks.

With a point on the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of the right hand, Shangyang Sword, Zhongchong Sword, and Guan Chongjian, the three Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Qis suddenly shot from the acupuncture points on the top of the fingers.The ice beams fired a salvo, and before the tentacles in the water could be retracted, they were blown off.

The Amber Lake shuddered violently, and the lake water churned into a maelstrom. A huge black octopus rose from the vortex surrounded by splashes of water.

The giant octopus of the abyss, the existence of the demon lord level, naturally possesses wisdom. Its fleshy body has two crystal eyes the size of a washbasin, and it is full of bloodthirsty killing intent. dance.

"Who are you and why are you attacking me!" The octopus spit out a voice.

"boom!"

A pillar of thunder that was one meter thick suddenly blasted down from the sky hundreds of meters high. Surrounding the blue pillar of thunder, there were clusters of crimson fiery fireballs.The thunder column that descended brought a fierce gust of wind and smashed hard on the octopus.

The thunder column exploded and turned into a lightning field, and the fireballs surrounding the thunder column exploded in all directions like a torrential rain. At this moment, tens of thousands of cubic meters of lake water were vaporized by lightning and flames, and the abyssal octopus fell into the lightning raging waves of mixed flames. among!

Meltina in the distance took a deep breath, and said with a stern expression: "It's high-level lightning magic, and the power of falling thunder is nothing more than that..."

The jumping arcs and flames dissipated in the water, revealing the shape of the abyss octopus, which has become very miserable. More than a dozen tentacles were directly smashed by the falling thunder column, and more than 20 tentacles were electrocuted into coke.

The smoldering abyss octopus had a frozen expression, and just after it came out, it was hit by such a fierce magic bombardment!

Before it let out an angry roar, the three Ice Soul sword qi were like laser strafing, blasting a series of bloody gashes on its fleshy ball body, and frost spread from the wound.

One strike of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, a three-sword volley from the Six Meridian Ice Sword, and then Ling Xuan used his spiritual sense to activate another talisman paper.A hundred-meter-high black cloud filled the void, and amidst the roar, a thick thunder column surrounding the fireball blasted down from the cloud.

The tentacles of the abyss octopus are strong enough to pierce through rocks, and powerful enough to crack steel plates, but they are still extremely fragile under the thunder of the sky.The grid and flames formed after the thunder pillar exploded, blasted a large piece of tentacles into fine powder.

"Wow!"

The octopus let out a mournful cry. The abyss octopus has only reached the lord level in the last few years. Its strength is not as strong as that of the Firewing Balrog, and its body is relatively weak.Its power lies in the attack of hundreds of tentacles and the ability to cast water magic.

It is of the water type, restrained by the thunder type, and the two divine sky thunder talismans have brought it great damage.

"Push!"

It was as if a river broke, and a huge amount of water spewed out from the mouth of the abyss octopus. These were not ordinary water flows, but dark ink flows mixed with black.

Using the devil's talent of spitting ink, combined with the high-level water magic "Shuihe Tianchong", a waterfall-like black water curtain is formed.The water curtain is tens of meters high, pressing towards Ling Xuan, it's like the sky is collapsing, it's extremely terrifying!

Facing the oppressive water flow, Ling Xuan opened his mouth and blew out a stream of mysterious ice. The turbulent white cold current froze everything, and the oppressive water curtain quickly froze and stopped. The black ice peak stands tall.

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