Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 268 Spiritual Roots and Talismans

"Whoosh!"

A long sword flew out, aiming right at Zhou Ming's head. At the critical moment, Zhou Ming's body moved to the side as if teleporting.

"Huh!" A surprised voice sounded, followed by a proud cold snort.

"Mortal's martial arts? Humph!"

The dark-faced burly man walked out with a sneer on his face, and looked at Zhou Ming, who had stopped and was looking at him calmly without running or panicking.

"Kid, don't think that the martial arts of mortals can protect your safety. Just put your bag on the ground obediently and I can give you a way to live." said the black-faced sturdy man.

Although he was somewhat puzzled by the other party's calmness, all signs indicated that the kid in front of him was just a lucky guy.

He might have been a martial arts genius, who acquired the skills to cultivate immortality by chance and also possessed spiritual roots.

"Only three? It seems there are not too many idiots." Zhou Ming did not answer, but looked behind the black-faced burly man and said softly.

Hearing this, the dark-faced sturdy man's expression did not change, but he was obviously more alert. Just as he was about to speak, a whooshing sound came from beside him.

"Ah!" A scream came from behind.

The dark-faced burly man immediately broke out in sweat on his forehead. Holding a long sword in his hand, he lowered his body and tried to retreat.

"Is it too obvious? I haven't done anything for such a long time, I am a little rusty." Zhou Ming suddenly appeared next to the black-faced burly man. After hearing these few words, he felt a pain in his neck and his eyes went dark.

Zhou Ming glanced at the black-faced burly man, then looked at a man in green who fell from the tree in front of him. The man was knocked unconscious by the sword thrown by Zhou Ming.

There was only one person left, running away in panic.

"What's going on with this guy? He's only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he defeated those two guys in an instant. Is he a Foundation Establishment cultivator hiding?..."

The thoughts in my mind were interrupted by the pain, and then everything went black.

When I woke up again, I was in a dim basement.

"Who are you? Let me go..."

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious again.

"It seems that the effect of ordinary psychedelic anesthetics on monks is much weaker. It seems that we can't take it once every two days, but once a day." Zhou Ming withdrew his hand.

He took out some pills from the side and fed them to the three people respectively.

At this time, Zhou Ming had already returned to Qingxi City, and this time he had a good harvest.

Three storage bags, four magical instruments, and a book.

Zhou Ming turned around and looked at the spoils on the table. Among the pile of books, seven were basic Five Elements exercises.

He took out one of the blood-stained books. There was no name on it. When he opened it, he found that it was about knowledge of alchemy.

When I turned to the end, I found a pill recipe, the Bigu Pill, which could enable people to obtain the Bigu ability that is only available in the Foundation Establishment Period. Taking one pill could allow one to fast for seven days.

Among these gains, only the storage bag and two books are valuable, but the biggest gain is not these.

But those three people.

Turning around, Zhou Ming walked up to a person.

The technique this person practices is of gold attribute, so he must have a gold spiritual root.

He stretched out his right hand and placed it on the opponent's chest, and the power of the five-story tower carefully extended to cover the opponent's entire body.

"No?" Zhou Ming frowned deeply, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He endured the pain in his arm, resisted the pressure, and felt it again without believing in evil.

"There is nothing special about the body. I just can't sense it. This so-called spiritual root is just a description. Or is it that spiritual roots are not a physical phenomenon?"

Zhou Ming stopped the strength in his right hand, wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at the dark-faced burly man.

Give the other person the antidote to wake him up.

"Do as I say, or I'll beat you to death." Zhou Ming didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, he just grabbed his throat.

"...Yes...Yes!" The dark-faced sturdy man responded with difficulty. Then he felt his throat loosen up and started coughing violently.

"How many spiritual roots do you have? What are they?"

"Three spiritual roots!" The black-faced strong man quickly answered: "Gold, Wood, and Water."

"Start practicing now. You will keep practicing until I tell you to stop." Zhou Ming said coldly.

Naturally, you have to use evil deeds to deal with evil people, so that they will be honest.

The dark-faced sturdy man sat down cross-legged tremblingly and immediately began to practice his basic skills.

With his powerful perception, Zhou Ming detected the fluctuation of spiritual energy. He placed his palm on the head of the black-faced sturdy man and clearly felt the other person's body tremble slightly.

The power of the five-story tower reappeared, and this time Zhou Ming's powerful and detailed perception penetrated inward along the spiritual power.

The essence of Qi training is to use spiritual roots to absorb spiritual energy, and then transform it into magic power according to the exercises.

There is no in-depth analysis of this first step of absorbing spiritual energy in the exercises, it just tells you how to do it.

If you have spiritual roots, you can absorb it naturally.

"Found it!" Zhou Ming's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, he activated the power of the pagoda.

"Buzz!"

The black-faced sturdy man's entire flesh and blood collapsed and turned into light mist, among which three finger-sized lights stood out and floated in Zhou Ming's palm.

The balls of light entangled with three colors are exactly the three kinds of spiritual roots.

If it were to be integrated into a person's body now, it might allow that person to gain the talent for cultivation, but I don't know if there would be any side effects.

His hand was becoming more and more painful. Zhou Ming withdrew the power of the tower. The ball of light suddenly collapsed and dissipated into streams of light.

“Unfortunately, the spiritual root not only integrates into the body, but also contacts the primordial spirit and extends to the inner part of the soul.” Zhou Ming sighed.

It was for this reason that the black-faced man was completely transformed into a ball of light mist.

Because everything from the soul to the body is refined, and when it is integrated, it also needs to be integrated into the depths of the soul.

"My soul cannot be easily integrated into this foreign object, but my three martial souls can." Zhou Ming picked up two books, turned around and walked out of the basement.

He walked to the back of the house, into the medicine garden, tapped his waist lightly, and a box flew out of his storage bag.

After opening it, there was a herb in the box.

Seven-star grass is a material for talisman paper.

This thing belonged to one of the three people, and now it just happened to be given to Zhou Ming.

After planting, Zhou Ming lay on a chair next to him and took out the book on the first step of the spell.

It records how the talismans in this world are made.

"Most of the talismans are sealing skills." Zhou Ming thought to himself as he looked at the book in his hand.

When a cultivator practices magic, and succeeds, he can use the corresponding special method to engrave it on a small piece of talisman paper.

The levels are divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced levels, which are further divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced and top levels.

The elementary level corresponds to the Qi training stage, the intermediate level with lower power and the easier one corresponds to the foundation building stage, and the advanced intermediate spells can only be practiced in the Jindan stage.

However, advanced spells can only be practiced by those in the Nascent Soul stage.

What happened after that is unclear. Zhou Ming had not read the novel at the time, but only learned some fragments from other sources.

"The highest level is only advanced talismans, which is enough to study." Zhou Ming closed the book and thought slightly with his eyes closed.

I couldn't help but think of the magic that I won in the lottery. It was also about practicing magic, but it was not sealed on talisman paper, but refined into a magic weapon.

Finally, I thought of the 12 spells.

(End of this chapter)