sun devour

Chapter 233

Silence, all silence.

Yu Xiaojie actually took it, which means that he has the ability to add array patterns to the tattoo device, that is to say, he is already a Zong class.

Without Yuanli, everything is empty talk.

But in the martial arts field a month ago, what Yu Xiaojie showed was only around the eighth level of the imperial rank. How long has it been?Even if it is piled with grain pills, it can't be piled up, because it is a big hurdle to be promoted to the Zong rank, and it cannot rely on external forces.

"The talent of the pattern master is really against the sky!"

Everyone looked at the young figure and felt touched.

"With his talent, it is no problem to enter the peak!"

Juefeng is where Yanxi's true heritage lies, and it is also the place where he cultivates his heritage.

"Thank you, master." After a short while, the sloppy man came to his senses, and immediately felt a little ecstatic.

"You're welcome." Yu Xiaojie smiled.

Now that I have been promoted to Zong level, can I go to explore that ruins?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaojie felt a little hot in his heart.

There must be other fragments in that area, and they are all Yanshentie!

"If you all have source crystals, you can exchange them with these conditions!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the crowd immediately became a little commotion, but Yuan Jing, that was not an ordinary thing, and there was nothing they could do about it.

So, everyone looked at the sloppy man with envious eyes.

This guy hides deep

Yuanjing, Qiwenwen ware, spiritual milk, he has everything.

"Get it in half a month."

Seeing that no one responded, Yu Xiaojie confessed and entered the small room.

On the bed, there was no sound, Yu Xiaojie sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The world inside the divine core is colorful, and Yu Xiaojie feels it without sadness or joy.

"Om..."

With a buzzing sound, Yu Xiaojie returned to the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"It's finally wood!" Yu Xiaojie was a little delighted to see the more blue patterns appearing in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

After a few days, because his spiritual sense had been promoted to the Xuan level, his comprehension was considered a success, and he could basically sense one per day.

Now in Consciousness Sea, there are already three fire-type, two earth-type, three gold-type, and two wood-type.

"Master, can you fuse?"

"Practice first and get familiar with its texture." That's what the old man said.

So at the end of the day, there was another pile of jade in the ring.

"Okay." The old man's voice came, and Yu Xiaojie stopped what he was doing.

"Take a drop of spiritual milk."

Yu Xiaojie took a drop of spiritual milk as promised.

"Bring it together with divine thoughts."

The divine core swayed, and Yu Xiaojie concentrated his spiritual thoughts, densely covering the two markings.

Driven by the divine sense, the two patterns began to move closer together.

"poison!"

As soon as it got close, the two formations began to tremble violently. Yu Xiaojie gritted his teeth, controlling his divine sense and persevering.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two patterns had begun to touch.

"poison!"

The light shone fiercely, and Yu Xiaojie felt a sharp pain in his head.

After the dizziness passed, in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the two patterns separated again and hung in their original positions.

Yu Xiaojie was not discouraged, and took another drop of spiritual milk, and he began to fuse again.

Once, failed.

Second time, failed.

Ten times, fail!
"What exactly went wrong?"

After so many failures, Yu Xiaojie stopped and thought about it calmly.

With a sinking mind, the lines of the two formations gradually appeared, and the chaotic lines gradually became clear under Xiaojie's mysterious level of consciousness.

In the clear and bright, the lines of the two groups of spots gradually overlapped in my mind.

"So it is!"

Yu Xiaojie opened his eyes, their eyes sparkling, and murmured.

After taking three drops of spiritual milk at a time, Yu Xiaojie started to fuse again.

This time, Yu Xiaojie didn't merge forcefully, but infiltrated the spiritual thoughts into the two pattern spots finely.

The stripes are the same as what appeared in the mind, the phantom and the reality are combined, and the two patterns begin to approach and overlap.

The weather was calm, the fusion this time was very smooth, and the two formations did not repel in the slightest, they just merged into one naturally.

"Success?"

Yu Xiaojie was a little astonished, it seemed too easy, it was not as hard as before.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, there are several spots hanging high, but one of the cyan formations is twice as wide as the other colors, and the lines in it are also denser.

Yu Xiaojie shook his head and smiled wryly as he looked at the stripes that radiated dazzling brilliance and merged into one mass. It seemed that he had asked for trouble before.

"If you haven't tried it, would you understand?" Along with the voice, the old man Yunsheng also appeared.

"Master."

"Well, not bad, after bumping a few bags, I understand."

"Hey." Yu Xiaojie scratched his head and smirked.

"Master, is it possible to bless the array pattern for the pattern device?" After the fusion was successful, Yu Xiaojie was a little moved.

"Get familiar with the origin stone first."

The old man naturally had his reasons for saying this, and Yu Xiaojie began to get familiar with this new pattern.

In the blink of an eye, there was another layer of Origin Stone powder on the bed.

"almost."

After thousands of Origin Stones went down, the old man finally nodded in satisfaction and called for a stop.

"Use the spiritual milk as a guide, and use the power of origin."

"Ah."

Yu Xiaojie closed his eyes and cultivated his mind. After a while, when he felt full of energy, he began preparations for the blessing.

After taking out the Qiwenwen vessel and a small bottle of spiritual milk, Yu Xiaojie gathered his spiritual thoughts.

Carefully controlling the Yuanli, a layer of spiritual milk was added, and it slowly penetrated into the tattoo.

As time passed, streaks of cyan energy gradually spread within the textured vessel.

"Om..."

The pattern in his hand hummed for a while, and a cyan pattern finally blessed it perfectly.

"Huh..." Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yu Xiaojie let out the stale air that was stuffed in his chest.

"Success!"

Looking at the cyan markings on the tattoo, a wave of joy reverberated in Xiaojie's heart.

"Not bad?" the old man asked aloud.

"hey-hey……"

"Tsk tsk... See what you are proud of. As a god teacher, you can't do such a small thing well. It's a disgrace to your status as a god teacher!" The old man struck out.

"Uh..." Yu Xiaojie choked suddenly, and smiled wryly.

The explosive news of the young Xuan-level pattern pattern master spread throughout all the peaks of Yanxi.

Half a month is approaching, and many people have come to confirm whether the news is true.

If it is successfully blessed, it can prove two points. First, the young man has already possessed the Zong-level cultivation base, and second, his divine sense level has indeed reached the Xuan level.

However, whether it is successful or not, it will not affect Yu Xiaojie's status in the hearts of everyone.

Master of the wood pattern pattern, this is enough!
(End of this chapter)