Xianlu

Chapter 448 Spell Conception
After Xu Dao retreated, Le Lao from Qianlong Pavilion saw that he hadn't been out for a few days, and the sound transmission talisman didn't respond, so he specially sent someone over to have a look.

When he knew that Xu Dao devoted himself to retreat and practice on the first day he took over the cave mansion, Le Lao immediately understood that Xu Dao was about to prepare to freeze.

A thought flashed in his mind unconsciously: "If this person accidentally fails to condense the evil..." But immediately, Le Lao dismissed this thought with a smile. Even if he didn't believe his own vision, he had to believe in his own eyes. the eyes of the Lord.

So Le Lao wrote a paper sign and asked people to send it to the seventh floor of Qianlong Pavilion, so that the servants around Xu Dao's cave should pay attention, and if Xu Dao leaves the customs, they will send someone to tell him immediately.

And in the cave where Xu Dao was.

Although Xu Dao immediately entered the state of retreat, he did not directly start to polish his true energy and absorb the evil energy in the water of the underworld.

Instead, first adjust the spirit-gathering formation in the entire cave to the maximum, try to absorb the aura from the huge sea market formation, and use the remaining money in the bag to place it in the retreat and quiet room of the cave. Out of the array, call the aura in the inner world, in order to increase the concentration of aura in the quiet room as much as possible.

No way, after coming to this first-class cave in person, Xu Dao found that the spiritual energy that the cave can absorb every day is limited, and its richness is far inferior to the first-class retreat and quiet room in the Erhai Taoist Palace, let alone the fairy garden It's in the middle.

And this kind of Dongfu is already rare in the West Sea.

However, compared with the spiritual energy squeezed out by using blood money, the spiritual energy produced by the cave is actually the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, without magazines, which makes Xu Dao wonder whether he should overthrow his previous thinking: "Perhaps this Baili Fucha, really There are spirit veins."

A full ninety-nine and eighty-one days passed before the concentration of aura in the quiet room increased to a level he was satisfied with, and there was enough redundancy in the amount, which was suitable for his use during the process of condensing evil spirits.

During these 81 days, Baili Fucha has set off again, sailing away from the sea area where Yuren Island is located, sailing across the West Sea, and heading for the next trading point.

The cave where Xu Dao lived was quiet all the time, no one came to disturb him at all.

Xu Dao was not surprised by this either. After stepping into the foundation-building realm, a Taoist's lifespan would be two to three hundred years.

Even if he closed it for five years, Qianlong Pavilion would not urge him to complete any tasks.As long as the formation in the cave is still in operation, no one will come to the door privately.

During the 81 days that Xu Dao stayed behind closed doors, he did not meditate boringly all day long. Instead, he cultivated his body, read books, looked at paintings, and studied the newly obtained formation notes in his hand.

Taoist retreat does not mean simply sitting on the ground like a wooden man, it mainly refers to isolating the inside and outside, devoting the body and mind to practice as much as possible, not prohibiting relaxation and rest.

Moreover, even if someone wants to absorb spiritual energy day and night and polish the true energy, not to mention whether the spiritual energy is sufficient, their meridians and soul will not be able to bear it, and they must combine work and rest.

During these days, due to the lack of sufficient spiritual materials, Xu Dao did not start to practice the one hundred and eight formation patterns of the Xuanzhen Sect, but after pondering, he has already achieved a sufficient understanding of the Xuanzhen Sect's orthodoxy, and its formation Compared with the past, the level has already reached a higher level.

He even almost immersed himself in the seven volumes of formation notes, without realizing that the aura in the cave was already abundant.

In the quiet room, Xu Dao sat cross-legged on the futon, picked up the seven leather books placed beside him one by one, stroked the corners of the leather paper, sighed softly, and stored them in the inner world.

"This Profound Formation Sect is worthy of being a golden elixir lineage. Apart from the formation of the final ninth-grade elixir, the previous formations are of great help to Taoists' cultivation, condensing evil spirits, and refining gangsters. In terms of killing, it is even more involved."

His eyes were flickering. For this time, he was absolutely sure of the condensate, and it didn't matter if he had the help of the formation.What he really valued was the method of killing in the notes.

So far, although he has condensed all kinds of spells into the method of thunder and fire, his every move is grand and powerful, but he mainly relies on the brute force of his body to fight people.

Or to be more precise, its thunder and fire spells are far less powerful than using the physical body.

In Xu Dao's initial plan, he practiced martial arts and tempered his body, which was only used as a hole card, and he wanted to show others the appearance of a monk of the immortal way.

Its intention is to make people unable to grasp his shortcomings, not to harm his physical body, but to be able to use his tricks and hammer to death.

But now Xu Dao is using his body as the main reliance to kill the enemy, which deviates from his original intention, it is inconvenient for him to hide his clumsiness, and he missed his trump card.

Moreover, the Taoist priests in the West Sea all have strange methods, and there are even powerful figures such as the owner of Shaman Island and the owner of Qianlong Pavilion. It's uplifting.

"Flesh body, magic weapon, spell, all three are ready!"

He thought to himself: "The heresy is rampant in the West Sea, Taoist priests don't practice spells, and rely more on foreign things...Spells are my advantage!"

In the previous plan, Xu Dao planned to continue to dig deep into the thunder and fire spell, and to derive various other thunders from the "Scarlet Thunder", and advance layer by layer, so that the power of the spell can be improved and become one of the killer's trump cards.

But now that he has obtained the Taoism of the Xuanzhen Sect, it has given him another way of thinking, a way of thinking that is integrated.

The Fuzhen family, the so-called formations, evolved on the basis of various runes. The former is similar to words, and the latter is similar to articles.A formation method must require a variety of runes with different purposes, combined according to the principles of heaven and earth, before it can operate on its own.

The one hundred and eight formation patterns of the Xuanzhen Sect are based on this idea. If you can create several formation patterns at your fingertips, you can use the formation patterns to arrange a formation in a short time. cast out.

Xu Dao retreated for 81 days, and the thinking he got was like this.

He doesn't have to study the method of thunder and fire, but he can combine the spells he has learned in an orderly manner to form a large spell like a formation!

In fact, he had conceived of this move when he was merging the previous spells, but it was just an idea at the time, so he put it down and smelted the "Chixiao Thunder" based on the Yin-Yang Thunder Method and the Fire Method.

But now it is different, he got a golden elixir inheritance in his hands, one hundred and eight formation lines, 360 kinds of spells, including thousands of yin and yang ratios, four seasons changing, five elements intergenerational and restraint, eight trigrams running and other ideas, Until it is possible to arrange a large formation that can assist Dan Cheng!
Xu Dao not only got a lot of inspiration from it, he was able to try one by one by relying on the combinations in the notes, and he could also directly refine the hundred and zero array patterns and integrate them into his spells.

In addition, Xu Dao was ingenious and realized that in addition to using the spells he had learned, he could also incorporate other aspects into it.

First of all, the simplest and most convenient is evil spirit!Casting spells with true qi that contains evil spirit, as long as the two do not conflict, the power of the spell will definitely be greatly enhanced.

The second is his innate spells, mirage, tooth general and scale soldier; the second is his dragon body, and the magic weapon in his hand...

Thoughts were beating in his mind, Xu Dao suddenly thought: "In this way, my technique will not only be a spell, but a formation! Even if it cannot be successful for a while, at least it is developing towards a formation."

After combing carefully, he found that this move has great potential.Once it is really successful, its strength will inevitably double, and spells will no longer be tasteless, but a great way to protect the way!
And during these days, Xu Dao also had a specific idea, pondering in his mind: "Thunder fire, mirage, evil water, strong wind, dragon body... After thousands of tempers, mix them into one."

His eyes are extremely clear.

Long thought.

Xu Dao let out a breath suddenly, putting away all his thoughts.

He closed his eyes slightly to calm his beating mind, and said silently in his heart: "The most urgent thing is to condense the evil spirit of Huangquan first, and then plan other things."

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become calm and dignified.

Xu Dao looked around the quiet and elegant quiet room, turned his backhand, and a crockpot appeared in his hand. Like a drunkard, he slapped the crockpot hard on the neck, shattering the seal.

Pieces of dry mud cracked and fell off, and the rune-like cinnabar characters in it also faded in an instant and lost their effectiveness.

After cleaning the mouth of the bottle, Xu Dao paused, turned his hand over again, grabbed the mouth of the bottle with one hand, and lifted it up.

He raised his head, moved to the edge of the jar, and poured it into his stomach.

If there were other Taoist priests here, they would definitely feel horrified or stunned when they saw his actions, because no one would condense the evil spirit of the underworld, and would drink the water of the underworld as wine if he condensed it like him.

The normal way of condensing evil spirits is to refine the evil water, evil soil, evil bones, etc. first, and then extract pure evil spirits from them, and then incorporate the evil spirits into the Yin spirit or the body one by one, burning the Yin spirits one by one. Impurities in the gods and the flesh, sloughing off the yin and turning into the yang, until success.The last time Xu Dao condensed the evil spirit of the real dragon, the method he used was roughly the same.

And the Huangquan he is using now is yin and cold, and its water is very yin and poisonous. There is a saying about Wangyou water.

A drop of ordinary water from the underworld is enough to make a mortal lose his memory, blank his mind, and reduce him to a stupid child.Not to mention that the one in his hand had been rough refined by Nascent Soul Daoist, its toxicity was even higher.

Even Daoist Nascent Soul, if he has withstood a sufficient amount of water from the Underworld, the memory in his brain will be completely washed away and cannot be restored.

It is rumored that in ancient times, many ghosts and immortals would deliberately go to Jiuyou because of the mystery in the womb, and their memories would be messed up. They would take water from the Yellow Spring, brew it into wine or concoct it into a pill, so as to relieve worries and forget worries.

If Xu Dao had possessed this Huangquan evil water before concocting Yin Jianjian, he would not have to take out the other party's soul by himself at all. to be used as a maid.

It's a pity that if he didn't do it himself and auction it off, he wouldn't get 90 talismans, let alone Huangquan Shashui.

Gurgling!

The yin and cold water poured into Xu Dao's abdomen, making his throat instantly icy cold, and he lost most of his consciousness. His abdomen seemed to have turned into a piece of solid ice, and it was constantly expanding.

But he didn't stop, and took a few sips of water from the underworld, then put the clay pot aside, and sealed it with the prepared spell to prevent the evil spirit inside from getting lost and corroding all directions.

"The best way to extract the evil spirit is to extract it with a pill furnace, otherwise it will dissipate too much. For me, the best pill furnace is my physical body."

Xu Dao's physical body has experienced the tempering of the evil spirit of the real dragon, and his internal organs are solid. He is not too afraid of the erosion of the evil spirit of the underworld. In addition, his mana has also been mixed with the evil spirit of the real dragon early in the morning, so he can restrain the evil spirit from outside without disaster.

It uses the flesh body as a furnace, and the Yin spirit lives in the body, so it can calmly pick up evil spirits and temper the Yin spirit without escaping.

And whenever his yin spirit is damaged, his physical body will be charged with qi and blood, and his essence will replenish his brain, and his yin spirit will recover immediately, without the slightest possibility of suffering.

Possessing a first-class dragon body as a shield is precisely the reason why Xu Dao thinks that he is condensed into the underworld, and he is absolutely sure!
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In the quiet room of the cave mansion, time passed bit by bit.

Every other day, Xu Dao opened the clay pot and drank a few mouthfuls of water from the Yellow Spring.

Under the watering of the water of the underworld, his body was drained of blood energy and his complexion was pale, but the yin spirit in his head became stronger and stronger, and his light was pure white.

After drinking the water of the underworld for 49 times, Xu Dao flew golden crystals in the back of his head, his soul shook, and his ears and eyes rattled.

He sat upright in the quiet room, inhaling through his nose and exhaling through his mouth, two pale yellow streams of air hovered in front of his mouth and nose like a dragon.

With a slight exhalation, the yellow air can surround the entire quiet room dozens of times, and where it passes, the cloth is broken, the tables and chairs are cracked, and the bricks and stones are eroded.

Repeatedly swallowing and exhaling like this, the remaining aura in the quiet room, mixed with the remaining evil spirit in the clay pot, was all sucked into his lungs, swallowed into the throat, down the five internal organs, into the dantian, and merged with his mana, and quickly refined.

Zheng!
After an unknown amount of time, when Xu Dao opened his eyes again, his eyes were extremely bright, his expression excited and joyful.

He lowered his head slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, the zhenqi in his body was densely generated, gathered into a ball between the palms, forming a small light yellow dragon-shaped aura, with a head and a tail.

"The True Qi of Huangquan Flood Dragon has finally come true!"

At this time, Xu Dao had already succeeded in Ning Sha Huangquan, and the Yin God had also stepped into the realm of Ning Sha, and the upper limit of mana was broken again, and the superposition of immortal martial arts could reach 360 years.

After both his physical body and the Yin God were condensed, the visualization of the dragon in the Yellow Springs in his mind also became more vivid, and the inner world also became more solid.

Sitting in the dilapidated quiet room, Xu Dao's complexion was pale, but his smile was carefree, quite contented.

He waved his hand lightly, letting the flood dragon formed by his true energy disperse into his body, and his eyes sank:
"The success of condensing the evil spirit is the time to make great strides and then condense the secret method!"

"The dragon swallows the clouds, there is water in the Yellow Springs, there should be the art of 'swallowing clouds and spewing fog, calling wind and rain'..."

(End of this chapter)